After checking all the equipment in front of him, Lin Que pulled a stool and sat in front of the mixing console.
Now, there was still half an hour before the start of the competition.
Before 8:50, he had to choose the music for the athletes.
Each of the four countries had their own unique characteristics.
Lin Que browsed through the music library quickly and chose the music for the other three countries.
What made him more conflicted was the Nine Provinces.
Besides matching the theme of the competition, there were two other factors to consider.
On the one hand, it had to be able to fully reflect the cultural heritage of the participating countries and be representative. On the other hand, he had to consider it from the perspective of the participating team members.
Did this music match their temperament and character?
Therefore, this job was not simple at all.
The requirements for the excellent staff who created the music atmosphere for the competition were very high!
What should he choose?
Lin Que, who was sitting on the stool, looked at the songs in the music library in front of him and then looked up at the competition area.
Curling was a combination of silence and concentration.
Mixed doubles curling also had a high requirement for the tacit understanding and cooperation between two athletes.
It could be said that if he wanted to choose a very outstanding piece of music, he had to take all these factors into consideration.
This thing felt even more difficult than rubbing a dish.
Nine Regions Ice and Snow Movement. Quiet and soothing.
Lin Que, who had been muttering some key words repeatedly, suddenly stopped tapping on the mixing console.
He placed his palm on his forehead and thought for a moment. Then, a smile slowly appeared on his face.
Good! Then this song it is!
After hesitating for a while, he finally made a decision. His hands quickly pulled out the song from the music library.
The human voice inside was weakened, but it was not completely eliminated. This way, it would not make the entire song sound weak.
After dealing with the human voice, he cut out a segment of about 40 seconds and strengthened the most emotional part.
In just a few minutes, the entrance song tailored for the two curling athletes of Kyushu Team was freshly released.
In fact, the organizing committee's audio team had made some preparations in the early stages of the preparation.
As for the entrance songs for each competition, the music content had been divided in advance.
Logically speaking, the average staff member only needed to pick out the ones that they felt were more suitable and play them directly.
But this person was Lin Que.
How could he let go of such a good opportunity to control himself when there were many restrictions in the opening ceremony?
He watched the music that had been pre-set.
Evaluation
It was too conservative and had no uniqueness!
In short, he didn't like it.
Therefore, in the half an hour before the opening, he improvised and arranged a song.
Only then was he truly satisfied.
To be honest, Lin Que was the only one who dared to do this in such a competition.
At 8:40 pm, Lin Que, who was done with the music, leaned back in his chair and glanced at the host's desk not far away. He suddenly thought of a problem.
The song was done by himself.
However, this did not mean that he would be able to unleash the best effect later!
Among them, there was still a particularly important part missing.
This part required the cooperation of others, and he could not do it.
At the thought of this, Lin Que walked toward the host's desk. After arriving in front of the beautiful host, he smiled and briefly introduced himself before explaining his purpose of coming.
The hostess, who had been listening quietly, handed a piece of paper to Lin Que in a daze after hearing his last request.
But the introduction has already been written."
Lin Que picked it up and glanced at it, then smiled at the other party.
" There's still time. We can adjust."
" This." The host looked at Lin Que with a troubled expression.
" How about this?" Lin Que said as he grabbed a pen. After thinking for a few seconds, he wrote two lines on the paper.
"What do you think of replacing the two sentences above with these two sentences?”
"Anyway, there are so many matches. The director won't care so much.”
"Besides, trust me. If you work with my music, the effect will only be better, not worse!”
The female host opened her mouth and looked at the boy with deep eyes.
After a long while, he asked.
"What song did you choose?"
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