Rebirth of the Rich Second Generation's Growth Diary

Chapter 133: Give you a little shock from the future
When the students heard about the selection of a chief conductor, they immediately went wild. Someone immediately said, "We have quite a few students in our department who have studied music systematically. We must let a professional like that conduct the choir."

The words are full of praise for professionals, as if only professionals can be qualified for this important role.

After hearing this, Luo Xin just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, and smiled without saying anything.

Someone immediately asked in a puzzled tone, "Does this general conductor refer to the vocal conductor who keeps the beat during the chorus, or does it mean something else?"

At this time, the head of the Arts Department quickly raised his hand, leaned forward slightly, and said in a low voice: "Our Arts Department is only responsible for vocal training and movement choreography. We are not responsible for other things."

There was a hint of helplessness in her tone, as if emphasizing that the Arts and Literature Department's capabilities were limited and it was difficult for it to take care of other complicated matters.

Speaking of other things, everyone began to savor them carefully at this time, what exactly are the so-called other things.

Thinking of this, many people frowned and fell silent.

Rehearsing a choir is not just about calling everyone to a place to practice briefly, and then taking them up to sing on the day of the competition.

This extremely formal choir competition is completely different from the small-scale competitions in high school. It involves hundreds of people, and to perform on a professional stage, just the song arrangement practice is extremely complicated.

Besides that, there is also uniform clothing, selection, procurement, design...

When practicing, look for a place that is spacious, soundproof, and well-equipped.

If you want to go even further into details, there are even catering arrangements, customization of souvenirs, and so on.

All of these need to be taken into consideration, and require tedious coordination with all parties.

Originally, these matters should have been the primary responsibility of the Student Union, but unfortunately, the college student union has too many things to take charge of.

There have been debate competitions and ballroom dance competitions recently, as well as the college gala coming up next month... That's an even bigger event that requires preparing programs, setting up the venue, arranging guests, and so on.

These things require a lot of manpower and energy to be responsible.

Therefore, in the choir competition, according to the tradition of previous years, one class monitor will be selected from several classes to be responsible for the progress of the entire event.

Of course, when it comes to being a class monitor, this requirement is not so strict, and it leaves opportunities for other capable students.

Luo Xin actually already had a candidate in mind. He glanced around the classroom, as if looking for something.

After the scene calmed down a little, Luo Xin slowly spoke.

He cleared his throat and spoke in a loud and powerful voice, "Of course, being the chief conductor isn't just about standing in front of the choir, waving your hands and clapping the beat. The entire event, no matter how big or small, requires the organization and coordination of all parties. Let me ask, are there any students willing to volunteer?"

His voice echoed in the classroom.

There is never a shortage of capable people who volunteer here. As soon as Luo Xin finished speaking, several people raised their hands.

But it must be said that the students who were more capable in this area had already made arrangements in the previous student union elections. Those who were left were not very good at coordination and organization. They seemed a little hesitant when raising their hands, and there was a hint of nervousness on their faces.

Luo Xin asked them to go on stage one by one to canvass for votes for him. Unfortunately, they seemed a little embarrassed after they went up, and spoke haltingly for a while. Their words lacked appeal, and the students below showed disappointment, and some even shook their heads slightly.

This also indirectly shows that being able to express oneself calmly in front of a crowd is not an ability that everyone has, and it requires long-term training and accumulation.

Luo Xin's gaze swept over Li Xu intentionally or unintentionally, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Seeing Li Xu's calm face and no intention of raising his hand, he couldn't help but sigh slightly and muttered softly: "There's no other way. It seems that we can only designate one person from among the squad leaders to be responsible."

Just as he was thinking this, Xiang Manhua suddenly seemed to remember something important and stood up abruptly. The movement was so large that it attracted everyone's attention. Everyone looked at Xiang Manhua in surprise.

Luo Xin looked at Xiang Manhua and smiled, then asked gently, "Xiang Manhua, are you planning to recommend yourself?"

Xiang Manhua shook her head shyly, a blush on her face.

Then he turned his head and looked at Li Xu with a burning gaze, his eyes full of trust and expectation, and said loudly: "Teacher, I want to recommend Li Xu to you."

Luo Xin was slightly delighted, but as a counselor, he remained calm and looked at Li Xu.

Because of the previous military training, many people in the class already knew Li Xu. During this time together, Li Xu's calmness and wisdom left a deep impression on everyone. If Li Xu was in charge, everyone had no objection and nodded in approval.

Li Xu saw that many people were looking at him, so he blinked and a hint of thought flashed in his eyes.

His mentality at this moment was not that he wanted to be pretentious, but for him, organizing a choir competition was too easy.

With the experience of the last scientific research competition, although this kind of student activity sounded complicated, its difficulty was only at the level of playing house compared with what he had experienced, so he did not have much interest in it.

But when Xiang Manhua suddenly pointed this out to him, he smiled silently and thought that it didn't matter if he took it.

To him, what kind of training he got from this activity was insignificant. He was thinking that if anyone in the college wanted to take this opportunity to train, he would give it to them. Unexpectedly, the opportunity would eventually fall to him.

Of course, the necessary procedures still have to be followed. The students who volunteered just now all went on stage to canvass for votes. If he needs to participate, this step is naturally unavoidable.

Luo Xin looked at Li Xu and said, "Li Xu, are you willing to give it a try?"

Li Xu thought for a moment and said, "If I can get this opportunity to train, I am still very willing to do it. I was just thinking about the difficulties I might encounter."

If he showed no interest in taking charge of this matter at this time, it would be detrimental to the next step of work, so Li Xu expressed his desire to participate without hesitation, with a firm and confident tone.

Luo Xin nodded and invited Li Xu to go on stage to canvass for votes.

Putting aside the attitude of those students who went on stage to canvass for votes just now, the content of their speeches was actually very similar. They all talked about how they would serve their classmates, what advantages they had, and so on. It seemed a bit monotonous.

After Li Xu came on stage, he walked steadily and had a calm and composed demeanor as he stood there, as if everything around him was under his control. The students below unconsciously compared him with the previous few people, and it was obvious who was better.

There was a hint of anticipation in everyone's eyes.

Li Xu gathered his thoughts briefly before speaking slowly, "First of all, Teacher Luo has just shared with us the brilliance of our former seniors in this competition. So, as Teacher Luo said, if the inheritance is interrupted with our class, then we would truly be sinners."

"My opinion is that no matter what, we have to pass this responsibility on to the next generation. Regardless of whether the inheritance is interrupted or not, it cannot be interrupted in our hands."

Li Xu calmly said this, and immediately many people in the audience laughed easily, and the atmosphere became lively.

After he came on stage, he did not say how he would serve his classmates, nor did he say what his abilities were, but just these few words made everyone believe that Li Xu was capable of organizing this event, and everyone cast admiring glances at him.

Then Li Xu's eyes turned serious, revealing a hint of solemnity. He said, "First of all, I want to ask, is there any student who doesn't have the confidence to win, but just wants to participate and get some credits?"

Li Xu's eyes swept across everyone's faces, his eyes were sharp and firm. For a moment, the classroom was silent. Everyone was intimidated by his aura and did not dare to speak easily.

Luo Xin watched the scene with approval, nodded slightly, and was very satisfied with Li Xu's performance.

Li Xu smiled and said, "It seems that everyone has the belief that they must win, and no one wants the undefeated legacy to be interrupted in our hands. So, in order to achieve this goal, I will do my best to accomplish this goal together with my classmates. As long as everyone is willing to believe in me, I think any difficulty will not be a problem for us."

Li Xu's strong self-confidence immediately put him at a distance from the previous candidates.

Xiang Manhua looked at Li Xu, her eyes full of stars, and murmured softly: "He's so handsome."

Luo Xin stood aside, his eyes flickering, thinking secretly in his heart, he had to say that Li Xu's confidence was indeed very contagious, even making others feel that if they did not choose him to be the person in charge and commander-in-chief of this event, it would be like not choosing him to win the championship.

It can be predicted that if Li Xu is elected, he will be able to arrange things smoothly.

But the benefits and risks are equal, Li Xu said this, which is equivalent to carrying the responsibility of winning the championship on his own shoulders.

If we don’t win the championship in the end, it will be a bad ending.

I couldn't help but worry about Li Xu.

Voting was then held, and there was no doubt that Li Xu won everyone's support with an almost overwhelming attitude, and the chief conductor of the choir competition was thus determined.

Then the second key candidate, the financial management personnel, was identified.

Unlike high school, university activities often cost money, and at top universities like Peking University and Tsinghua University, every activity involves a large amount of funding.

After all, the School of Management is a wealthy school. The students of the Student Union External Relations Department are able to attract a lot of sponsorship with their outstanding abilities and unremitting efforts. At the same time, the school will also allocate a high budget for them to use. Therefore, they naturally need a person to manage funds to ensure the rational use of funds and clear accounts.

The School of Management originally deals with accounting and finance, and this touched upon everyone's majors. For a moment, many people's eyes lit up and they raised their hands to volunteer.

After all, even if they can't organize and coordinate, it's not difficult to do the accounting. This is what they studied, and their faces were filled with confident smiles.

There are many competitors, but it is difficult to directly evaluate whether they are doing well or not.

If we let them give another round of speeches to canvass for votes, then there would be nothing to discuss in this class meeting, which would be a waste of time.

After thinking about it, Luo Xin suddenly had a playful expression. He decided to throw this difficult problem to Li Xu and said, "How about this, I think the financial management personnel are the commander-in-chief's greatest helpers, so let Li Xu make the final decision."

Li Xu stood up, crossed his arms, thought for a moment, and showed a hint of calmness in his eyes. He didn't care that Luo Xin had handed this conflict to him.

After a moment, he said, "We need two people, one accountant and one cashier, one to manage the money and one to manage the accounts. This configuration is indeed safer."

Although many students who enter the School of Management come from well-off families and honestly don't need to be greedy for such a small amount of money, this allocation is indeed more reasonable and can effectively avoid financial risks. Li Xu then said, "I suggest one for each girl and one for each boy."

Luo Xin added, "Just confirm it directly. You should be more familiar with the classmates than I am."

Li Xu raised his head and glanced around the classroom. Many people looked at him expectantly.

Li Xu's gaze passed through the crowd and landed directly on the boy in the corner. Li Xu said softly, "Shen Mobai, are you willing to be an accountant?"

Shen Mobai seemed to have anticipated that Li Xu would choose him. After a brief consideration, he nodded and said with a firm look in his eyes, "I do."

As for the cashier...

At this moment, Xiang Manhua jumped with her hands raised high and leaned forward. She was really afraid that Li Xu couldn't see her, and there was an anxious expression on her face.

Li Xu smiled at Xiang Manhua, then chose An Duoduo.

This choice was not because Li Xu was partial or corrupt, but because An Duoduo's popularity was among the best in the entire college. Choosing her would have the least conflicts and everyone would be more convinced.

Xiang Manhua was stunned for a moment, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, then she pursed her lips in disappointment, a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

After several important candidates were determined, there was one more thing that needed to be discussed immediately, which was the selection of songs. After the meeting, Luo Xin had to report it immediately.

But there was a problem here. Liu Xueqin, the head of the Art Department, insisted on rehearsing "The Great Wall Suite".

Yin Qinqin, a piano student, sneered, "This song requires four parts. After all, only a few people in our academy have studied music, and fewer than ten can sing it correctly. In my opinion, you might as well just sing Yingshanhong."

There was a hint of disdain in her tone, and she questioned Liu Xueqin's proposal.

Liu Xueqin refuted without showing any weakness: "If you can't sing well, you can practice."

"Then why don't you just choose one that's easier to get started with, instead of making it more difficult for yourself?" Yin Qinqin asked back, crossing his arms across his chest with a serious expression.

"It is precisely because it is difficult that it is easier to win the award." Liu Xueqin said, spreading her hands to emphasize her point.

"Who said that a difficult song is more likely to win an award? There are only two professional judges here. The criterion for scoring is never how difficult the song is. It's based on the overall stage performance."

These two girls are probably the two people who know the most about music in the department.

What surprised Li Xu was Yin Qinqin. After all, Yin Qinqin was a freshman, while Liu Xueqin was a sophomore and also the minister of the Student Union. Unexpectedly, Yin Qinqin did not give him any face at all. The argument between the two made the atmosphere in the classroom a little tense.

Liu Xueqin snorted and said, "Okay, then you guys discuss it. Once you come up with a conclusion, I'll only be responsible for the arrangement and training."

After saying that, she crossed her arms over her chest, turned her head slightly, and no longer participated in the discussion.

At this moment, Yin Qinqin suddenly turned her gaze to Li Xu, her fingers tapping the table unconsciously.

The shadow of the sycamore tree outside the window swayed on the curtains in the evening breeze, and the blue light of the projector illuminated the pupils behind her lenses.

After all, even Luo Xin had just thrown the conflicting issue to Li Xu, so Yin Qinqin, as a student, naturally thought of this immediately.

She said, "Li Xu, then tell me how we should choose the song?"

Before he could finish his words, someone in the back row knocked over a mineral water bottle. The sound of the rolling plastic bottle made more people turn their heads to look.

Yin Qinqin is a freshman. It is said that she joined the college student union and also joined the literature and art department. However, it is said that her purpose of joining the college student union is just as a stepping stone, and the next step is to join the military academy student union.

Sophomore Liu Xueqin also intends to join the school student union, so the two may become competitors in the future. If so, this confrontation can be regarded as their first head-on collision.

No matter which side Li Xu takes, he will offend another person, and many people present are aware of this.

The air-conditioning vent made a slight humming sound. Someone quietly took out his cell phone and put it back into his pocket. There was a hint of curiosity in the look he gave Li Xu.

Everyone wants to see how Li Xu will deal with the current conflict.

An Duoduo suddenly tugged at the hem of her sweater, and when she turned her head, her ponytail brushed against the notebook of the classmate sitting next to her. She looked at Li Xu with worry in her eyes.

She drew circles on the table with her index finger and whispered, "Or else, push the blame to me and let me take the blame."

Li Xu smiled at An Duoduo and casually played with a gel pen. "Who said this is black and white? Are these two the only suggestions worth considering?"

Many people who enter the School of Management are multi-talented.

It is easy to find two people who have studied music here, but this does not mean that everyone in the School of Management understands music. Everyone's versatility is reflected in diverse aspects.

In fact, most of the people present did not understand music. That was why Liu Xueqin and Yin Qinqin's speeches appeared professional and authoritative, and their debate seemed to be a question of choosing between two options.

Li Xu smiled slightly, stood up and said slowly: "My opinion is that we don't have to choose these two songs. I have an idea."

After he said this, many people looked at him in surprise.

Liu Xueqin and Yin Qinqin frowned at the same time. The former's pen left ink spots on the paper, and the latter turned the student union badge around.

Although song selection should be democratic, it involves arranging and teaching singing, so it is best to leave it to professionals.

Yin Qinqin's favorability towards Li Xu suddenly dropped a lot.

But when Li Xu spoke, the others fell silent.

Li Xu is not a music novice. After all, he was "tortured" by Ye Ruida for so long - the coffee stains left by that guy on the piano keys are still there.

Having played the keyboard for such a long time, and having been exposed to more avant-garde music in my previous life, I already have my own ideas about song selection.

Li Xu said: "My idea was to choose 'We Are Walking on the Road'. This song has just celebrated its 50th anniversary and is very commemorative."

Although Liu Xueqin didn't participate in the discussion, she still spoke thoughtfully after hearing the new option. She spun the pen around her fingertips three times before stopping. "This song is okay. The rhythm is square and the difficulty is not high."

However, it seems that as long as Liu Xueqin approves of something, Yin Qinqin will find fault with it.

Yin Qinqin frowned as the frame slid to the tip of her nose, then pushed it back into place with her index finger. "But won't it lack novelty?"

Li Xu stood up with a smile, the chair legs scraping against the ground with a short sound: "The song is an old one, but we can use a new arrangement."

Li Xu plans to use trap combined with symphonic style.

Trap music is a new type of arrangement form that only entered China last year. Because of this, this arrangement is both novel and bold without being unacceptable.

Being one step ahead of the times makes one a genius, but being two steps ahead makes one a madman - Li Xu is very clear about this, just like the flickering lights outside the window at this moment, which are just right so as not to be dazzling.

Yin Qinqin hesitated and said, "Who will compose the music? I'm not good at this."

Li Xu walked up to the podium slowly.

He typed a few lines on the computer screen, his profile bluish in the projection screen: "When arranging, I suggest using an 808 drum machine as the base, but retaining the snare drum roll. This will create a sense of conflict between modernity and tradition, instantly raising the tension."

The sound of keyboard tapping echoed through the classroom speakers. "At the same time, add pipa fingering." The cursor flashed after the word "pipa." "Using folk music to deconstruct the red classic gave the judges a refreshing feeling."

An expert could tell the depth of a musician's performance at a glance, and the eyes of those who had studied music at the scene lit up - they discovered that Li Xu not only understood music, but also seemed to have considerable attainments!
Yin Qinqin put away her contempt and thought seriously, turning the notebook to a blank page: "Can you compose music?"

Li Xu didn't answer directly, continuing to type on his computer. The projected cursor danced with the rhythm of his tapping. "My arrangement has three main ideas. The first is the rhythm. I changed the original 4/2 time signature to 4/3, giving the revolutionary passion a sense of spiraling depth." He suddenly chuckled, "Just like the Federal Reserve raising interest rates."

Suddenly, coughs broke out in the classroom. Although no one understood music theory, the management slang of "the Federal Reserve raising interest rates" made many people smile knowingly.

Li Xu continued tapping away on the keyboard, the spacebar making a crisp click. "As for the harmony, the original version is based on triads, so we can change it to sevenths." As he turned, the whiteboard marker rolled off the podium, its sound remarkably clear in the silence. "The extra semitones are a space for history to breathe."

Yin Qinqin blinked her eyes, and the tip of her pen unconsciously drew wavy lines on the paper - she had never heard anyone interpret the seventh chord so poetically.

Just as she was about to open her mouth to praise him, Liu Xueqin clapped her hands in admiration. The ring reflected the brilliance of diamonds under the light: "This sentence is so poetic!"

Seeing Liu Xueqin's praise, Yin Qinqin could only snap the cap of the pen and said "hmm" silently.

Li Xu finally asked, his finger hovering above the enter key: "If everyone thinks it's feasible, I can also be responsible for the arrangement work."

His idea was simple: to take advantage of the information gap among the reborn people and give everyone a little shock about the future.

It allows the judges to feel the red heritage without making the students feel old-fashioned.

More importantly, this kind of adaptation is low-cost - the judges don't understand music engineering anyway, so you can get innovation points if it sounds fresh.

No one has any objection at this point.

The choir's first plenary meeting concluded successfully. Li Xu successfully established his prestige in the professional field and organizational management, just like the waning moon rising quietly outside the window, its light is silent but cannot be ignored.

(End of this chapter)