Chapter 160: The Broken Sword Has Been Forged!
News about Su Luo is constantly stimulating Situ Wenhua's fragile and sensitive nerves. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The country will protect Su Luo, Situ Wenhua figured it out, he wrote "We are the successors of communism" and "Singing the motherland" This kind of main theme patriotic songs, the top has always favored him, this music exchange meeting won the popular national traditional musical instrument erhu, a song "Liang Zhu" shined, so that China has the first symphony that really belongs to itself, and then a song "Canon" is popular all over the world, looking back to find that unconsciously, he has done so many things, how can such a talent country not be guaranteed!
But even so, Su Luo is half of his body if he is saved, and this black spot will accompany him for the rest of his life, so Situ Wenhua dared to fall into the well.
It's just why he can restore Bran's poetry, what a group of the world's top musicians can't do, he can do it, why is he so bewitching, why every time it looks like he is going to be pressed to death, he comes back to life in front of you in the blink of an eye, and jumps up and slaps you!
Situ Wenhua shook his head bitterly, he couldn't figure it out!
If Su Luo knew what he was thinking, he would definitely pat him on the shoulder and say, Big brother, my brother is looking down on your humble life with a high profile, you just need to watch me wonderful, God has other arrangements for you!
Of course this is impossible, Su Luo is very busy now.
The auditorium of the Beijing Conservatory of Music is overcrowded, full of big names in the classical music world, and the cards are a little smaller, sorry, you are not qualified to sit in.
This scene made the other colleges in the university town blush, majestic!
After Su Luo asked his younger brothers and sisters to distribute the music score of the printed complete collection of Bran poems, there was a sudden uproar of turning the book, and after the music score information on the fragments corresponded one by one, everyone was dumbfounded, conforming, all conforming, completely conforming!
Professor Edward held it as if he were holding the face of a beloved woman, and he trembled with excitement when he smelled the pungent smell of freshly printed ink.
The media had long concluded that Su Luo had restored the original Bran poetry in its entirety, but Professor Edward was a serious scholar, and it was not until he compared and confirmed that he was sure that Su Luo had really done it.
Everyone present, after getting the full score and reading it, there was only respect in their eyes when they looked at Su Luo again!
Yes, he deserves everyone's respect, even if you don't like him, but with this book in your hand, you have to respect him.
Professor Edward's hand holding the score was shaking, and he looked at the young man on the stage with mixed feelings, how did he do it, like a miracle, is he really the son of a miracle as the media boasted?
I don't understand, but it doesn't matter, the most important thing is that Bran's poetry is really perfectly restored!
Professor Edward was in tears at the moment, and he just wanted to stand up and yell out, and all the lost melodies were recovered!
Su Luo on the stage raised the microphone, and the audience was silent,
"Everyone, this is the complete version of Bran's poetry, then my task is completed, as for the organization and overall arrangement of the performance, you are more professional and experienced than me, I will not go beyond the fingers, and then I will invite the old dean Zhang of the Beijing Conservatory of Music to preside over the meeting,"
Su Luo said, handing the microphone to the old dean,
In the warm applause, the dean attached to Su Luo's ear and said, "Don't you say a few words?"
"What else to say, it's up to you next, I'm still cooking at home, and if I don't go back, I'm going to ......"
"Get out of here!"
The old man kicked Su Luo without a trace, you little rabbit cub want to shake your hands and say it directly, every time you say this, can you change a new excuse?
After the applause, the old dean cleared his throat and officially began to preside over the meeting.
"Everyone, time is pressing, without further ado, let's get straight to the point......"
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With concerted efforts, the plan soon came out, and this performance was of great significance, unprecedented attention, real world focus, and the world went crazy.
The relevant government departments fully cooperate, as long as it is related to the performance, they will be given the green light, and all related work will be unimpeded.
The world's top ten famous symphony orchestras are all here, what kind of talent do you want? You can choose from it, and you don't need money, but people are afraid that you won't bring him, and they want to give you some money.
Under these conditions, the preparation and rehearsal of the performance went extremely smoothly and at a rapid pace.
At the same time, on the dark side that the public is not aware of, Jushi Records' business in China has all been hit and suffered heavy losses.
When foreign music fans lined up to pour into China, Wood and his team left China in a gloomy manner, and it was not long before all the stations of Jushi Records in China were withdrawn, and Jushi Records had been blacklisted, banned from the government, more ruthless and faster than imagined, and China's huge market was destined to be lost with Boulder Records.
Wood's mood can be imagined, it's just that the world is so busy, who has time to listen to your sadness.
In the National Center for the Performing Arts, the last rehearsal before the performance, the lineup on the stage was shocking.
Su Luo can be lazy and do nothing in the previous rehearsals, but the last rehearsal must have his opinion, because whether the rehearsal effect is good or not, he needs to nod and confirm, he is the real core, the general leader.
No matter how perfect these world masters feel that their performance is, as long as Su Luo feels that there is a little bit wrong, then he can only delay his performance and continue to practice, there is no reason to talk about it, this is set at the research meeting.
The music fans outside are going crazy, every day except for the news, just the news, anything related to Bran's poetry.
And the musicians of these orchestras couldn't wait to show Bran's poetry, and after the rehearsal, thousands of people on the stage looked forward to Su Luo, who was sitting in the audience.
Su Luo closed his eyes, and his mind kept quickly replaying the rehearsal effect just now, and thought about it for five minutes.
On the stage, Professor Edward looked at him blankly, and the old dean also stared at him, and everyone stared at him for five minutes, sweating in their palms, and they didn't dare to gasp.
Finally, Su Luo opened his eyes and stood up, frowning, with a very serious expression!
The people on the stage panicked when they saw his expression, and their palms were sweating wildly, isn't this okay?
Su Luo suddenly grinned and gave a thumbs up, "Perfect!"
"Yay~~~!!!!"
"Wow~~!!!!"
"Banzai~~!!!!"
"Hahahaha~~!!!!"
The stage was cheering wildly, and this group of world famous artists cheered and were excited like children.
"Tsk, look at it, look at this dead slut who pretends to be a criminal!" Xia Zihan The Great Demon King rolled his eyes, if it weren't for the fact that there were too many people to save him some face, she would have jumped down and pumped him, and played suspense.
Gong Yu's big eyes smiled into a crescent moon, "Well, it's very aura!"
"What do you think of him?" Professor Edward asked the other old man beside him,
The old man patted Professor Edward on the shoulder and said, "Don't you already have an answer?" His negativity comes from hearsay, and all the positive comes from what he has seen, and we all owe him a solemn apology." ”
"Well, it's time for us to do something. ”
Professor Edward was thoughtful.
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After more than a week of intense rehearsals, the specific time of the performance finally came out, and the few public tickets were sold at the same time.
The excited fans were only happy for ten seconds, and then they started to make trouble, without him, there would be no tickets in ten seconds!
In the end, the NCPA had no choice but to announce that it would set up seats in the Grand Theater Square and put on a giant screen to broadcast the concert hall's choral performances live, which calmed the anger of the fans a little.
But even so, it was sold out in an instant, and if the tickets in the square were not bought, then you could only stay home and watch TV.