Chapter 191: Anger is only a symbol of the weak
Unlike the other four girls, Su Yuxi and Xu Qinning are not motivated by their desire to join the idol program because they yearn for the industry or like music. Therefore, when I heard Cheng Xiaoyu's touching words, I didn't empathize.
Xu Qinning joined the idol plan because she was bored, she wanted to find something to do for herself, and she also wanted to stay with Su Yuxi more, she had a sense of dependence on Su Yuxi that she didn't even know, and now, gradually someone can share this dependence for Su Yuxi. But recently, she has also experienced the joy of doing something seriously from being an idol.
Cheng Xiaoyu's words still moved Xu Qinning very much, she was moved by Cheng Xiaoyu's love for music, which made her understand that everyone who is particularly good in a certain aspect cannot simply be attributed to talent, but also has enthusiasm and perseverance. She likes such dedicated people, she saw Cheng Xiaoyu's back through the gap in the screen, and felt that he was really exciting.
Su Yuxi originally felt that she would one day enter Shanghe to work, so she entered the idol project not only for Xu Qinning. She is very pure to study the idol as a subject, only she will take notes every day, not only making a detailed record of Cheng Xiaoyu's hype, but also comparing the number of whispers every day, the number of GG music network jù and the search number of thousands of degrees. Through Guò's silent observation during this time, she discovered that Cheng Xiaoyu is the real master of manipulating people's hearts.
As for some of her piano fans' questioning why she wanted to do pop music that was contrary to Yan sù's music, or even less noble, she never paid attention to it, and she had no interest in wanting to respond.
In her opinion, there are many elements of pop music that classical music cannot embody. Pop music fans and classical music fans have different aesthetic tastes, and some people who listen to classics reject pop, perhaps because they want to maintain their feelings of listening to classics, or they are simply trying to show off their own high standards. In fact, even a person who really likes to listen to the classics does not necessarily have special noble sentiments, he just accepts the logic, beauty and form of the classics.
Although the classics are much more profound than the popular in all aspects, they also have flaws compared to the two, and the classics have a logical rigor and a broad connotation, but the classics are definitely not the standard form of art, they are deeply connected to that era, and that era is not a paradise.
But there are also many problems with pop music, its carrying capacity is a bit thin, but it is also because freedom can transcend the constraints and rigid shackles of the classics, and the expression xiàn has more things. Su Yuxi thought that even if Bach, Beethoven, and Brahms were reincarnated, they would definitely have a proper appreciation and interest in pop music.
Especially after getting in touch with Cheng Xiaoyu's music, she feels that pop music is actually a very interesting way to express it. It's more emotionally intuitive, easier and has a wider audience, unlike classical music, which has to go through a long learning process to be able to enjoy. She feels that any idea of extreme absolutism is biased, and it is impossible for anyone to see the whole picture of things, and give it an objective evaluation in the whole development process.
As a person who is completely subservient to reason, Su Yuxi has no prejudice against anything, and she never feels how noble she looks in front of a group of well-dressed people in an evening dress and playing the piano. I don't feel ashamed to sing pop songs with a microphone in a T-shirt and skirt, and I should be ashamed to face a group of young people dressed in simple clothes.
In essence, the nature of both is the same, and those worldly people always look only at the surface, thinking that something that has been beautifully packaged must be nobler than something that is simply packaged, and they are determined to think that this kind of expensive is justified.
In fact, now she has a lot of whispers, saying that she should not come out to be an idol if she pretends to be cold. She didn't defend it, she never set a box for herself, and lo and behold, I should be like this! No, that's not her, that's what you see as her. She's the one who does whatever she wants, and she can do it well. She doesn't think she's cold, it's just that philosophy has erected a towering wall for her to live in her own world.
Why does studying philosophy erect a wall for her? Because philosophy is a way to understand the world, a complete world view. When other girls talk about romance novels, movies, or series, her rotten brain is incomprehensible, and she feels that many novels instill a disease called true love in female and even male readers, as if they were destined to have a true love. And she thinks, "Actually, no, what you like is a combination of multiple specific fingers." But another voice comes to mind, and the introduction of the theory of true love helps to promote marital unity, but it is counterproductive to matchmaking, which may be a manifestation of Le Château's principle. If she had told the little girls the Lechette principle, they would have collapsed.
In the concrete point, what is the difference between those who study philosophy and those who do not? According to Cheng Xiaoyu's words, "If there is a roast duck in front of you, it will be a concrete roast duck in front of everyone, but in the eyes of those who have studied philosophy, there are two, one concrete and one abstract." Philosophy, which is originally abstract, is a re-understanding of things that are taken for granted in everyday life.
Aside from philosophy, there are few things she likes, and music is one of them, whether classical or pop, music can make her feel calm and the emotions of others. The second is sports, running, dancing, basketball, sports can make her blood boil, can make her feel the time called youth.
Cheng Xiaoyu's music dream also made her feel how happy it is to have something to love. Her plan for life was to save money until she graduated from college, learned to sail, and then began to travel the world alone, and if she wanted to come back, she would go to work on the river. But now she feels like she's found something that interests her, certainly not being an idol.
And Su Weilan, who heard these words, felt that this illegitimate son was full of romantic ideals to say that it sounded good, and it was too naïve to say it directly. But I can't help but say that what he said is very incendiary and very moving, this kind of person often has a certain talent, but he will always be a stepping stone for others on the road to success.
Su Weilan smiled and applauded Cheng Xiaoyu three times, originally he thought that there were only two of them in this small front hall, but the girls behind the screen also applauded, which made the entire front hall applaud, Su Weilan became a little embarrassed now.
But after all, he has experienced a lot of storms, he stopped applauding, put his hand in his pocket, and the full diamond Vacheron Constantin in his left hand flashed dazzling under the spotlight, he smiled slightly, "It's really good, but you must know that this world is really realistic, everyone is working hard for the same purpose, at any cost, willingly becoming a slave of money and power, and paying with all his heart." I really don't know how a flower like you, who lives in a greenhouse, can appreciate how much it takes to realize your dreams. Respect this thing, others will never give it for no reason, but you need to work hard to get it, I really hope you can win my respect. ”
Cheng Xiaoyu sneered and said, "I don't need to win your respect, your superiority is just a sense of inferiority, walking with a handstand." Without the cloak of money and power, I don't know what's left in your heart? I can imagine what you've said the most in your life. Money, power, life? No, these are not, they are lies. After Cheng Xiaoyu said this, he didn't plan to say any more, anyway, he had already torn his face, so no matter how embarrassed Su Weilan's face was, he walked straight towards the courtyard.
Turning the screen, I saw the members of the idol project smiling and giving him a thumbs up, although Cheng Xiaoyu vented freely, but the good mood of the afternoon was also destroyed, smiled at the girls, and walked out of the hall door.
The butler, who was dressed in a white silk coat, whispered, "Sir, are you going to leave without eating this meal?"
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't speak, just nodded.
Before leaving, the housekeeper gave a folding fan written by Nan Zhengquan, the big butler of Meifu, who is only eligible for VIPs, and the front of the paper fan is the woodblock print "Peach Blossom" engraved by Mei Lanfang himself, stamped with the seal of Mr. Qi Baishi.
Cheng Xiaoyu opened the folding fan, a little surprised, although this thing is not a cultural relic, but it is also very valuable, and asked, "Why did the housekeeper give me a folding fan? I didn't spend a dime!"
The housekeeper clenched his fists and said, "Mr. What he said just now, if everyone in Mei could hear it in the world, they would have to praise it! I think that back then, our Mei family was just a joke, in order to promote Chinese culture, we made a desperate effort to travel to the United States, why not for the dream of music." ”
Cheng Xiaoyu listened to this crepe praise, and his mood suddenly improved, and he also learned to hug his fist and said, "Then thank you, don't live in the evening, we will have a date later." After speaking, he pretended to be wearing a long horse coat, flicked his sleeves, waved a folding fan, hahaha, laughed three times, and walked towards the outside of the alley.
The members who saw this scene couldn't help but laugh as they walked, as if the unhappiness just now had disappeared.
Su Weilan didn't go back to the restaurant directly, he walked to the bathroom in silence, looked at his somewhat distorted and handsome face in the mirror, took the water and reached out to rub it, and silently read in his heart, "Anger is always just a symbol of the weak." Then with a smile, he pulled out a few white tissues from the box next to him, wiped the water off his face, crumpled them into a ball, and threw them into the wastebasket.