Composing and arranging are not the same.

As long as the composer is responsible for the main melody, the arranger needs to provide the music for the entire song, also called orchestration, which involves harmony, counterpoint and so on.

The latter is proficient in a variety of instruments and timbres is the basic premise: such as drums, guitar, violin, otherwise they will not be able to write good arrangements.

This process has a great influence on the expressiveness of the song, because the performance of the instrument can supplement and enrich the melody sung by the singer.

Zhang Wanlin took out the notebook and the MIDI keyboard and operated it on the spot.

As a musician, these things are necessary.

Zhou Xue, who is usually only interested in dancing, also came over, wanting to see how this famous musical talent arranges music.

Qin Ziyou said: "Zhang Wanlin, I'm afraid this will take a long time. You are so tired today, do you want to do it another day?"

Before that, Qin Ziyou had tried to arrange his own music, but none of them were perfect and very uncoordinated.

There has been no progress for several months.

She often listens to this song just to see if she has any inspiration.

What Qin Ziyou said is really good. It takes a long time to arrange this piece. In the previous life, Zhang Wanlin took almost a month and made it after repeated revisions.

It is not satisfactory.

Of course, this life can be treated smoothly as a better one, and he now has another way.

That is the reward of the system-God-level arrangement.

Since I got this reward, I haven't used it, and I don't know how effective it is.

When importing the score into the relevant software through the SD card, Zhang Wanlin said silently in his heart: Receive a god-level arrangement.

"Congratulations on your successful claim."

All the knowledge of arrangement formed a bright starry sky in his mind instantly, bright as a crown.

This knowledge is without exception, it needs to be tempered and accumulated in all aspects.

If Zhang Wanlin used to be a genius in music, now under this starry sky, how small.

The sounds of different drums, the tones of different strings on the guitar... and a variety of musical instruments. Nature itself is the instrument itself, such as the chirping of birds in the sky, the ebb and flow of waves, and the soft sound of rain. Beating...... At this moment, Zhang Wanlin seemed to understand the essence of the music, and the inspiration was within reach, and he came at his fingertips.

Seeing Zhang Wanlin in a daze, Zhou Xue thought that this great talent was stumped by the score, "Hey, if you have any difficulties, at least you have to pretend to be confident on the surface?"

"There are two big beauties looking at you here."

Zhang Wanlin came back to his senses and had sorted out all the knowledge.

Seeing the main melody written by Qin Ziyou before him, he is as relaxed as a fish jumping into the water, and even with a glance, he can easily see what improvements can be tried in the song to achieve perfect coordination.

In the past, it took countless trials and errors to reach such a conclusion.

"It may take some time, you can take a break first."

Zhang Wanlin said.

Zhou Xue just hit Hache: "I think you are so embarrassed, so it is probably the same.

Then look at the results in a month. "

After speaking, he stood up and walked to his bedroom.

Qin Ziyou stayed beside him: "Zhang Wanlin, I want to watch you arrange the music."

She has always had an idea, and that is to see how Zhang Wanlin created the songs on the forum.

Now that the opportunity is before her eyes, how could she let it go.

"The process is very boring, are you sure?"

Zhang Wanlin asked.

"Ok."

Qin Ziyou nodded.

"That's OK.

I will do it as soon as possible, trust me. "

Zhang Wanlin put on the headphones and did nothing, but closed his eyes and listened to the main melody.

The melody seemed to turn into substantive notes beating in his mind, woven into colorful ribbons.

The whole main melody was broken down into several seconds by him, and then divided into several minute times every second.

Drums, strings, vocals, etc. are mixed in, which is more real than real instruments in reality.

They are intertwined together into a new musical note.

He hummed softly with his mouth, like a player playing the music that he had debugged in his mind.

This one doesn’t work, the other one needs to be adjusted, and this section needs to be re-run... The music keeps overturning and redoing in his mind, overturning and redoing... But in reality, what does he face to the computer? I didn't do it, I just closed my eyes and hummed back and forth.

The same theme has been played back hundreds of times in his mind at least.

Sure enough, as he said, the process of his arrangement was really boring.

Qin Ziyou was curious, how did this happen?

Usually others can only see the effect by listening to it now, but Zhang Wanlin directly hums like this.

It feels a little strange.

If it's someone else, she would really feel bored, but if it's him, just sitting here and watching him concentrate, it's all right.

His concentration is really fascinating.

One hour passed, two hours passed...The time was at 10 o'clock.

Zhou Xue came out to go to the bathroom and saw that they were still sitting on the sofa. He came over and took a look, but he didn't hit half a note.

"Are you real?

It's been so long that you won't even be able to write one. "

To tease Zhang Wanlin again, Qin Ziyou hurried over and asked her to whisper: "He is arranging music now, but it is different from our usual way."

Zhou Xue looked at it, "I think it's really possible to sleep.

But isn't it boring for you to just guard him like this? "

"You are gone!"

"Good.

I'll give you a face, the toilet is gone. "

Zhou Xue said: "But if you make a finished product, you must show it to me.

I am curious about what the finished product will look like by doing this.

Hehe~" Qin Ziyou continued to wait beside Zhang Wanlin. After half an hour passed, Zhang Wanlin finally opened his eyes.

A faint blue light flashed in his eyes, concealed in the pitch-black eyes.

Qin Ziyou has been looking at Zhang Wanlin all the time, and has not escaped her eyes at this moment.

Zhang Wanlin's eyes are glowing?

?

This conclusion is really fantastic.

Zhang Wanlin only began to formally operate.

He tapped his hand on the MIDI keyboard, and countless notes were quickly beating out on the notebook screen, quickly forming lines and paragraphs.

There is no space for thinking at all.

It was as if he had a music score in his mind, he just copied it down.

In less than a minute, the first arrangement was completed.

The main melody that was monotonous has a lot of rich notes.

Arrangement often requires good audio recording equipment, which can facilitate the judgment of the sound quality, so as to accurately calibrate each subtle tone.

There are only Qin Ziyou's cheap headphones here in Zhang Wanlin.

It is very difficult to arrange music like this.

Qin Ziyou thought so.