funbook-pk Chapter 37 Apprenticeship to Learn Drumming
Chapter 37 Apprenticeship to Learn Drumming
"Should it be called the Dinosaur Kosei?"
Why don't you call yourself "Human Cannon"?
"The Three Little Pigs?"
"You're the pig!"
"Sailor Moon?"
"I'm not a beautiful girl!"
All sorts of random names came out of their mouths.
Chen Lang was already exasperated. It was all about the cartoons he had recently watched. After refuting them a couple of times, he was too exhausted to even comment anymore.
The adults burst into laughter again.
With all the instruments set up, Yao Feng couldn't contain himself any longer.
He sat down in front of the brand-new grand piano, opened the lid, and his fingers glided across the keys with effortless grace.
He played one of his own original compositions, and the melodious music immediately filled the entire room.
Yao Beina was also caught up in the atmosphere. She ran to the microphone, picked it up, and started playing and singing along with her father.
Amplified and enhanced by the speakers, her singing sounded exceptionally moving.
"The effect is amazing!"
After the song ended, both Yao Feng and Yao Beina expressed the same sentiment.
Yao Feng stood up, stroked his chin, and paced back and forth in the room.
"The walls need further treatment; add some sound-absorbing cotton."
"Otherwise the sound will be too muddy."
"No rush, take your time."
He enthusiastically tried out each and every musical instrument.
However, although he was a composer, he was not proficient in all instruments; his best instruments were the piano and the violin.
When he picked up a golden saxophone, puffed out his cheeks, and blew a "moo" sound, it sounded like an old cow mooing.
The musicians present could no longer contain themselves and burst into laughter.
Even the three little ones, Chen Lang, Liu Qianqian, and Yao Beina, frowned and looked disgusted.
Yao Feng blushed and awkwardly put down his saxophone.
He walked over to Chen Lang, patted his head, and asked.
"Langlang, with so many musical instruments, which one do you want to learn first?"
He pointed to the uncles and elders inside the house.
"Today, all the masters are here."
"Let them teach you whatever you want to learn."
"It's all free labor."
Today, Yao Feng specially invited these close colleagues from the Wuhan Conservatory of Music over, not only to show off, but also to choose a teacher for Chen Lang.
All eyes were on Chen Lang.
Chen Lang looked around at the musical instruments.
Finally, he pointed to the shiny drum set in the corner.
"I want to learn that."
I learned piano from Yao Feng since I was a child, and I'm already very proficient.
Logically, I should start learning guitar, but...
With his current size of less than five years old, he can't even hold a standard folk guitar.
The drum kit is different.
Although his arms and legs are a bit short, he can still reach them with a little adjustment of the drum stool and stand.
"A drum set?"
Yao Feng was stunned for a moment.
A slightly overweight middle-aged man with a smile that resembled that of Maitreya Buddha walked out from behind him.
"Good lad, you have a good eye!"
Yao Feng quickly introduced himself.
"Langlang, come here quickly."
"This is Teacher Yu Deshen, the only full-time jazz drum teacher at Wuhan Conservatory of Music."
"His book was the first jazz drum textbook in China."
Chen Lang's heart skipped a beat; it was him!
This is a leading figure in the domestic jazz drum field.
Yu Deshen walked behind the drum set with a smile and sat down.
With so many colleagues here, the little one chose the drum set; he's going to show it off!
He picked up the drumsticks, and without any fancy movements, flicked his wrist.
A complex yet rhythmic drumbeat instantly filled the entire room.
Everyone quieted down and started tapping their legs to the rhythm.
After the demonstration, Yu Deshen slowed down and broke the solo into several sections, typing them one by one.
After finishing, he stood up, adjusted the drum stool to its lowest position, and adjusted the angles of several hanging drums and the gong.
He waved to Chen Lang.
"Come on, kid, give it a try."
Chen Lang was not intimidated at all; he took the drumsticks and sat down.
He tested the length of his arms and legs, and found it was indeed a bit of a stretch.
I can manage to step on the bass drum pedal with my right foot, but it's a bit difficult to step on the katakana with my left foot.
However, it's enough for practicing basic rhythms.
He picked up the drumsticks and recalled the slowed-down performance that Yu Deshen had just given him.
A moment later, he opened his eyes and raised his wrist.
"Thump, tap, thump-thump, tap..."
The exact same rhythm flowed from his hands.
The rhythm and the power were perfectly balanced, without the slightest deviation.
However, mistakes occurred in a few places where both hands and feet were needed because they couldn't reach the objects.
The entire room was completely silent.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the tiny figure, as if it were a monster.
Can you copy it perfectly after listening to it only once?
Yu Deshen stood to the side, his mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg.
He's taught drums for half his life and has seen talented people, but he's never seen anyone this talented.
Yao Feng walked over triumphantly and patted Yu Deshen on the shoulder.
"How's it going, Lao Yu?"
"My nephew not only has an exceptional sense of perfect pitch, but also a first-rate sense of rhythm. He's a natural-born musician."
"Are you tempted? Would you like to take on a disciple as your last apprentice?"
Yu Deshen suddenly realized what was happening.
He shoved Yao Feng aside, rushed to Chen Lang, and spoke with a trembling voice, his voice trembling with excitement.
"We must accept...we absolutely must!"
"This kid is a natural-born drummer!"
Yao Feng chuckled and proudly raised his chin.
"Hey, you think it's that easy to take my nephew as your disciple?"
"Your skills, Lao Yu... are just so-so."
Chen Lang chuckled inwardly, thinking that his uncle was putting on an act again.
Such an authoritative teacher taking on apprentices is an extremely rare opportunity.
How could he possibly miss it?
He jumped off the drum stool without saying a word.
He knelt down in front of Yu Deshen with a thud and kowtowed three times.
"Master, please accept my bow!"
This completely baffled everyone.
Everyone burst into laughter.
"Hahaha!"
"Oh my, this child is so funny."
"Old Yu, you made a great choice in taking on this disciple!"
These days, nobody performs that elaborate ceremony of kowtowing and becoming an apprentice anymore.
Usually, a bow and a greeting like "teacher" are enough to complete the ceremony.
Yu Deshen was also at a loss and quickly went to help him.
"Get up, get up, no, no!"
Who is Chen Lang?
An adult who has lived two lives.
He is very adept at understanding human relationships and social dynamics.
Can the relationship between calling someone "teacher" and bowing down to a master be the same?
A teacher imparts knowledge, while a master passes on their mantle.
While you're still young, acting cute and silly, and bowing down to others is the only way to go.
He's determined to latch onto this powerful figure.
Chen Lang spoke with a serious, sincere, and eloquent expression.
"When you become an apprentice, you should be sincere."
"Master, rest assured, your disciple will definitely study drumming diligently from now on, serve you faithfully, and never bring shame upon you!"
His words were spoken with utmost sincerity.
Yu Deshen felt incredibly relieved upon hearing this.
"Alright, alright, good boy, get up now."
He helped Chen Lang up, and the more he looked at the child, the more he liked him.
Not only is his talent terrifying.
The most important thing is that this child is sensible; that's more important than anything else.
The other teachers nearby were envious when they saw Yu Deshen getting such a great deal.
One by one, they volunteered.
"Um... Langlang, I teach guitar, and I'm incredibly good at it. Want to consider it too?"
"And me! I'm a great suona player! I can handle everything from weddings to funerals, want to learn?"
"I teach wind instruments; I'm proficient in all kinds of lengths, thicknesses, and pitches..."
Liu Qianqian panicked when she saw this situation.
She also wanted to become an apprentice.
She ran over and hugged Yao Feng's leg.
"Uncle, I want to become an apprentice too!"
Yao Feng was unwilling to give up this child.
His violin playing is just missing a disciple to inherit his mantle.
"Okay, okay!"
"Sisi, your uncle will personally teach you to play the violin from now on!"
And so it went, amidst a lively atmosphere and laughter.
The future of several children was quietly decided.
Chen Lang learned to play the drums from Yu Deshen.
Liu Qianqian is learning the violin from Yao Feng.
Yao Beina continued to further her studies in piano and singing.
A development plan centered around this music room.
The event has officially begun.