The Xingguang Conservatory of Music in Lingnan Province is the only art undergraduate university in South China, and the Central Conservatory of Music is indeed the only key art institution in China.

Since the number of students is much smaller than other universities, the college does not occupy a large area, but the environment is very quiet.

The car walked slowly on the campus, and Fang Tianwu and the others seemed to be able to feel the strong artistic atmosphere of the college from the air.

To the south of the academy is the residential area of the faculty members, and in addition to the general staff, the musicians who can teach at the Central Conservatory of Music and receive the title of professor and associate professor are all well-known musicians. In the residential area, these professors have the residence allocated by the university, and the conditions are very good.

Living here, there are security personnel from the school who are responsible for the security of the community, and there is also a logistics department that takes care of property management affairs, and the management is better than those high-end communities outside.

Tan Wendao said that the dean's residence was a single-family villa in the faculty residence.

When Fang Tianwu and his party came to this Tan Mansion, it was more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and the winter sun in the sky exuded a warm light, illuminating the courtyard in a bright yellow.

To Fang Tianyu's surprise, Tan Wendao was waiting for him in front of the gate early, accompanied by an old mother about fifty years old, who looked like Tan Wendao's nanny.

Although Tan Wendao is over seventy years old, he is in good health and spirit, and his slightly thinning hair is also dyed black, and he looks only in his sixties.

He wears a black cashmere sweater with brown trousers underneath and a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet.

This old Mr. Tan has good facial features and wears the kind of retro round black-framed glasses, which looks polite. It can be seen that Tan Wendao must have been a beautiful man when he was young, especially his quiet and elegant temperament, Fang Tianyu could imagine how popular he should be with girls when he was young.

As soon as he got out of the car, Fang Tianwu hurriedly greeted him, held Tan Wendao's right hand with both hands and said, "Old Tan, why did you come out to pick us up in person, we can't afford it." ”

Seeing Fang Tianwu and the others, Tan Wendao showed a kind smile on his face: "Don't worry, don't worry, I've been looking forward to your arrival for a long time." Some time ago, it was like going to Lingnan to meet you, but the weather was getting colder, and my old bones began to attack, and I often felt unbearable pain. ”

"Sin, sin, I've been too busy this time, otherwise I would have come to the capital to visit you here. Fang Tianwu said with a smile.

The old mother in the back couldn't help but say at this time: "Okay, okay, let's go into the house quickly after the politeness, Mr. Tan, you don't know your body, if you freeze, you won't even be able to go to class." ”

"Okay, let's go inside. Tan Wendao took Fang Tianyu's hand and walked to the villa, explaining to him as he walked: "My children are living abroad, and Xu Ma and Lao Liang have been here with me all these years, and they are all like family." ”

Fang Tianwu thought about it, only this kind of domestic servant who had been with him for many years could blame the master for not knowing how to take care of his body in front of the guests.

When they walked through the front yard, Fang Tianhu and the others found that there were a lot of flowers and trees planted here, which were full of vitality even in this winter, and those flowers and trees were clearly carefully cultivated and pruned. Later, they learned from Tan Wendao that Lao Liang was the gardener and cook in Tan's mansion.

From this, Tan Wendao's life still maintains the habit of being a scholarly family to a certain extent, with special servants waiting for him in his daily life, and the master of the family can put all his energy on cultural research.

Of course, such a life, if you don't have a certain economic strength, you can't afford it.

"Old Tan, I see that the location and environment of your villa are the best in the entire community, and they can nourish people. Yu Yunshu exclaimed.

Mother Xu, who was accompanying Tan Wendao, sneered and said, "This land, as well as this house, was originally our Mr. Tan's, and the academy was moved here later." This faculty dormitory community was built around Tan Mansion from the beginning. ”

Yu Yunshu and the others suddenly entered the living room on the first floor of the villa, and they saw a man who was also in his fifties making tea there, obviously to entertain Fang Tianwu and them.

"This is Lao Liang, not only the flowers and plants are planted well, the rice is fragrant, and this tea is also very skillful. Tan Wendao introduced with a smile.

Fang Tianwu and the others greeted respectfully, and Lao Liang also nodded politely back.

Tan Wendao said that the decoration of this villa is quite a combination of Chinese and Western style, with both Chinese furniture such as sour branch mahogany and Western structures such as fireplaces. However, the combination of the two is not abrupt at all, but has a kind of freehand feeling.

On the north side of the living room, there is a grand piano, and on the mahogany bookshelf next to the piano, there are also various traditional musical instruments, and Fang Tianhu even saw a Tao Xun.

"A few little friends, sit down, let's taste Lao Liang's tea. Tan Wendao greeted Fang Tianyu and a few people.

Lao Liang put the tea in front of Fang Tianwu and the others in turn, Fang Tianwu was not polite, picked up the teacup and took a sip, only to feel that the tea was slightly bitter, but after the bitterness, a trace of sweetness came out, lingering between the teeth and cheeks.

Fang Tianwu was not good at tea ceremony, but he knew that this old Liang had good skills, but Shen Lijun beside him felt that this tea was a little bitter, and said softly: "It's still better to drink peach blossom tea." ”

Lao Liang heard this, raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Peach blossom tea? ”

Fang Tianwu didn't know where this "charm" came from, and he couldn't understand whether Lao Liang was talking about tea or people, so he only smiled and said: "Aren't all people in the world like to be vulgar and charming? ”

Lao Liang was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then thoughtfully, and nodded involuntarily: "That's what I said." ”

Tan Wendao also smiled: "Lao Liang can rarely be suppressed, Fang Xiaoyou, amazing!"

Fang Tianwu smiled slightly and didn't speak, Shen Lijun next to him couldn't understand their words, and could only vaguely feel that Fang Tianwu was just standing up for himself.

Yu Yunshu, who was sitting on the other side, also saw that Fang Tianwu was very protective of Shen Lijun.

At this time, I heard Tan Wendao speak: "Fang Xiaoyou, speaking of which, it was my student who called at that time, and I learned that you had written such a masterpiece as "Serenade". I'm ashamed to say that this old man doesn't know how to use a computer, so I still asked my secretary to help me hear your "Serenade" on the Internet, and when I heard it, I was shocked!"

"Old Tan, it's over, I'm just lucky. ”

Tan Wendao waved his hand: "At my age, I never believe in any luck, being able to write such a song shows that you have such strength." In my lifetime, I have finally seen that China can create such works that are not inferior to international famous songs!"

Being so praised by Tan Wendao, Fang Tianyu was still a little ashamed in his heart, because these works were the hard work of those art masters in his previous life.

However, in addition to this shame, Fang Tianyu also has a strong sense of mission, that is, to let people in this time and space also appreciate the artistic achievements of their own world.

Sometimes, Fang Tianhu felt that he was the cultural carrier of the world in his previous life, spreading the various cultural crystallizations of that world in this time and space.

"Fang Xiaoyou, it just so happens that you are here, I want to ask your opinion. Tan Wendao said: "Soon after, there will be an international music exchange conference in Austria, and the participating countries will bring out some of their excellent music works for exchange. I would like to take your "Serenade" as one of our representatives to participate in this exchange meeting. ”

From Tan Wendao's mouth, Fang Tianyu knew that this international exchange conference was of a very high standard, almost an annual gathering of music masters from all over the world, and then took out the latest excellent works of his own country for everyone to comment.

The outstanding works will also be exhibited in various countries at the tour concert held after the exchange meeting.

In the past few decades, the development of piano in China is also rapid, although it is not as good as those European countries in terms of heritage, but there are not many domestic pianists, and the achievements are not much worse than those abroad. Only in the creation of piano music, the domestic piano industry has not been able to come up with a work that convinces Europe.

Now with Fang Tianyu's "Serenade", Tan Wen said that they can finally fight for a breath.

Of course, Fang Tianyu has no opinion on this, after all, this can be regarded as a matter of winning glory for the country.

Tan Wendao was very happy to get Fang Tianhu's support, and asked him a little embarrassed if he had any other piano music works.

Tan Wendao understands that many piano composers can't write a piece like "Serenade" in their lifetime, and it is often created by some genius by chance.

Sure enough, Fang Tianwu smiled bitterly: "There are some handwritten works, but there are no works like "Serenade". ”

It's not that Fang Tianwu doesn't want to take it out, but if he takes it out too much at once, it will scare many people, so it's better to take it slowly and step by step in the future.

Although Tan Wendao was a little disappointed, he was also very happy that the domestic music industry had such an outstanding talent as Fang Tianyu.

At this moment, the doorbell rang at the outside door, and looking out of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, you could see a group of people standing outside the iron door.

Tan Wendao said to Lao Liang: "It's Xiaoyue and a few of them, Lao Liang, go and open the door." ”

Lao Liang nodded and went, and soon brought back a group of people.

Fang Tianwu could see that the composition of this group of people was a little mixed, there were men and women in their thirties and forties, an old man who was about the same age as Tan Wendao, and a young woman in her twenties.

Those men and women in their thirties and forties are estimated to be Tan Wendao's students.

And the septuagenarian also startled Tan Wendao, and said, "Situ, why are you here too?" Xiaoying, you also came with Situ?"

The old man named Situ smiled: "I heard that the kid you have been looking at for a long time is here, so I also came over to see if he is really so powerful, it is worth your attention for so long." ”

As he spoke, the old man's gaze fell on Fang Tianyu.