Courtyard House: A Great Musician! Red Songs Resound Worldwide

We haven't started creating new songs for the members of the garment factory choir yet.

How can one write a song under such circumstances?

But Li Chaoyang had a sudden inspiration.

Chapter 399 Creating a Song in Anger [Please Subscribe]

This anger and striving spirit can certainly be written down.

Although I was burning with anger.

However, even in this state, one can create an inspiring song.

Think of this.

Li Chaoyang picked up the pen and paper again.

He quickly wrote down his lyrics and music on the paper.

The song title, "Let Dreams Take Flight," was written over all the lyrics.

In a row, Li Chaoyang wrote three songs.

They are "Let Yesterday Be the Past" and "The Future Is Bright".

Li Chaoyang picked up the melodies of the three songs and kept humming them.

I felt the anger in my heart was being hummed out along with the melody of tune 003.

I felt my fighting spirit rise.

After humming to myself, I felt I wasn't quite captivated enough.

Then he called Lou Xiao'e over.

Lou Xiao'e listened to her three latest compositions.

"Honey, listen to me, I'll sing you a song. It's a song I just wrote, and I think it's so powerful; it really speaks to the hearts of the workers!"

Lou Xiao'e knew that Li Chaoyang had this talent.

They are even more willing to listen attentively.

Li Chaoyang sang earnestly.

Lou Xiao'e listened attentively.

The two of them were completely absorbed in it.

Second Uncle, Third Uncle, and these neighbors in the courtyard.

I thought Li Chaoyang had a lot of anger after arguing with the factory manager and didn't know how to vent it.

They were all quietly listening to the sounds in the courtyard.

Unexpectedly, the song coming from Li Chaoyang's room was his own new song.

At this moment, Xu Damao returned home from get off work.

A large crowd had gathered in the courtyard, whispering amongst themselves.

"Hey, why are you all here today? What are you all talking about?"

"You weren't home just now. Li Chaoyang had a fight with the factory manager!"

"Really? Who won? And what happened?"

"It's a long story. It's about the choir. Don't both the garment factory and the steel rolling mill have choirs?"

"This Li Chaoyang has really gone too far."

“Da Mao, don’t say that. I think Li Chaoyang is in the middle position. He did nothing wrong.”

"What benefits has Li Chaoyang given you? You're siding with him. Anyway, I don't have a good impression of him. He's not a good person. You should all stay away from him."

As Xu Damao spoke, he pushed his bike back to his home.

The third uncle said, watching Xu Damao's departing figure.

"This kid doesn't get along with Li Chaoyang, and he doesn't want Li Chaoyang to be well."

The next day, very early in the morning.

Li Chaoyang didn't go to the cultural center, but went directly to the clothing factory.

As soon as Director Cui arrived at the factory, he saw Li Chaoyang follow him in.

"Hey, Li Chaoyang, why are you here so early!"

"Director Cui, I wrote three songs last night, and now I want to let you hear them."

“The name Li Chaoyang sounds exciting: ‘Let Dreams Take Flight,’ ‘Let Yesterday Be the Past,’ ‘The Future Is Bright.’”

“Just listening isn’t enough; we need to get the workers to sing, and ideally, we should get everyone together.”

"The competition is in five days, so we have to hurry and get everyone working together to sing these songs well!"

Factory Director Cui looked at Li Chaoyang, who seemed so serious.

They were now confident of victory.

They gave their full support to Li Chaoyang.

Despite the fact that the garment factory has a lot of orders.

However, in order to win the competition, Director Cui still had the heart to allow all the choir workers to participate in training as much as possible.

Chapter 400: Teaching Songs Begins [Please Subscribe]

All personnel are assembled and ready.

Li Chaoyang sang a line, and the workers in the choir sang a line.

Li Chaoyang led the choir in singing it several times.

I feel that the choir's vocal quality is much better than before.

Previously, these workers, who had different pitches, were only instructed to make mouth shapes without actually singing.

In such cases, the sounds should be harmonious.

"Everyone sang the first song very well. Now let's try the second song."

One morning.

Li Chaoyang gave these three songs to the workers in the choir.

They sang with great fighting spirit.

Li Chaoyang was conducting at the front, and the choir was singing along to the beat below.

Everyone felt more and more energetic and powerful as they sang.

"Stop, stop, stop! Everyone, pay attention! Don't shout this line too loudly. Take your breath and sing it again!"

"Sing this line slowly, don't shout it out loud, understand?"

Li Chaoyang directed everyone to gradually harmonize the overall tone, word by word.

"Yes, yes, sing it like that, a little slower. Sigh, raise the key little by little."

The workers in the choir listened to Li Chaoyang's conducting.

Find that feeling little by little.

Slowly follow the rhythm.

Suddenly, one of the female workers, whose voice Li Chaoyang had previously said was too high-pitched, started singing.

This immediately disrupted the entire song.

"Who is it? Whose voice is that!"

"It was me! I didn't mean to, I was just too excited and sang a line out!"

"This won't do. If this were a real competition, your voice would completely disrupt the proceedings."

The choir workers began to gossip.

Some people started to get upset, and then this person started singing.

But there are at least dozens of people like him in this choir.

Li Chaoyang told them to mouth the words but not to make any sound.

But Li Chaoyang now feels differently.

If these people are not allowed to speak out, it might indeed be difficult to control them during the competition.

Li Chaoyang thought it best to form a small team of these people and have them stand aside.

Have them sing in polyphony, or have them sing a line together beforehand.

“Come on, all you workers I mentioned earlier, those who talked about high and low pitches, come out here. Let me see how many there are.”

Dozens of people stood up.

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