Chapter 102: A Red Cloth
This piece of writing is not very good, it was affirmed by the director as soon as it came out, and the director gave Yu Yan a thumbs up outside the camera, although the writing is not good, and the narrative is not very good, but there are all the points that should be there, and there is no lack of topicality that should be caused and can be caused. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The first sentence introduces himself, 17 years old is enough to attract the attention of most people, and Yu Yan's love for music is verbose, but he speaks faster and doesn't sound boring.
After that, he quickly entered the main topic, that is, the opposition of his parents, which the director believes must be deeply experienced by many literary youth, this is a traditional society, the old ideas are endless, and this is a modern society, everyone is willing to stand on a high place to look at other people.
I don't know when the word dream became ridiculous, a person who says that he has a literary dream will be ridiculed by the people around him, and he will be considered naΓ―ve by the people around him, this capable middle-aged director knows this deeply, and he understands that the vast majority of people who are ridiculed have no ability to fight back until now.
These people want to tell people who once looked down on them that I will definitely succeed, music or literature or whatever, I will definitely succeed on this path, but most of them can't say "thank you for looking down on me" when they are too old.
Therefore, a person like Yu Yan can undoubtedly resonate with many people, and he can definitely gain a large number of fans through such a short narrative, regardless of his singing skills, because he represents a type of person when he stands on the stage, a kind of person who is extremely cynical and expects his success.
In addition, the capable middle-aged director actually has some other considerations about literary matters, which is a very good topic, and he can already roughly predict what kind of evaluation Yu Yan's works will receive after the publication of his works in the literary circles, and he will definitely be criticized and attacked.
It doesn't matter, the more critical and attacking, the better, young people suffer a little loss in this regard, and even he thinks that this is not a loss at all, and it will even only bring benefits. For Yu Yan, he sincerely hopes to succeed, not only the issue of this season, he sincerely wants to see such a junior embark on an extraordinary road.
Yu Yan didn't know what the director was thinking, he smiled politely at the camera, a simple and very polite smile without any other emotions: "I guess all those who have laughed at people like us will also admit that although few people will succeed in the road of literature and art, there will always be people who succeed." β
"So, if someone always succeeds, how do you know that that person is not us?"
After Yu Yan finished speaking, he bowed slightly: "Dreams that are not ridiculed have no value in being realized, and today I want to represent those of my kind to realize this dream that has been ridiculed by countless people." β
At the end of this sentence, Yu Yan signaled that he was finished, the camera nodded and ended the shooting, and the director applauded and looked very excited: "Very good, very good, Mr. Yu, you are really an all-rounder!" This passage is so wonderful that I am going to be moved to hear it! Oh my God, that's not fair, it's not ...... to have a character like you."
When Yu Yan heard this, he only felt disgusted with goosebumps all over his body, it was too exaggerated, not good! I can't stand it myself! What is there to be moved by by this......
He was quite frightened when he knew the news that his death was imminent, and although he calmed down afterwards, he still couldn't stop the fear in his heart, and this time the director's exaggerated expression and remarks suddenly made most of Yu Yan's fear dissipate, as if he was suddenly pulled into reality.
"No, no." Yu Yan hurriedly said modestly, in fact, he felt that the literary aspect was really not good in the previous paragraph, and the only thing that was okay was that he had said all the points he should have.
"It's so modest!"
"There is really no ......" Yu Yan thought to himself that because of the system, now this director is even more brainless than a brain-dead fan.
"By the way, after you finish singing, Mr. Huiyu, we may have to record a few more shots according to the situation on stage."
"Okay." Yu Yan nodded, and watched the director walk away in a hurry, thinking that if I didn't get the mentor's turn, I would still make up a fart, and I don't know what the director's attitude towards me would be if I didn't get the mentor's turn, or would I be a brainless fan?
Sitting on the sofa, Yu Yan thought about these things that he didn't have, and now he was panicked and nervous, so he could only think about these other things to relax as much as possible.
About ten minutes later, the director rushed again in a hurry: "Mr. Yu, it's your turn." β
Yu Yan took a deep breath, and finally got to himself, he got up and heard the voice on the stage that was very familiar in his previous life: "Let's invite the next student!" A seventeen-year-old high school boy from Mo City, Qi Province, Yu Yan! β
Finally, it's up to me.
Slowly walked onto the stage, surrounded by thunderous applause, Yu Yan has never been on such a big stage, to be precise, he has never been on the stage, he has not seen the scene in front of him when he was backstage before, this time he stood on the stage and found that it was so spectacular!
For a moment, the crowd around him even made him feel like he was overwhelmed, listening to the thunderous applause in his ears, he felt that he was a little in love with the stage at this moment, and exhaled a long breath, he turned around, nodded slightly to the accompaniment, and now he didn't have so much time for mental activities for himself.
The next moment the music sounded, it was "A Red Cloth" by Cui Jian, who is known as the father of Chinese rock.
Yu Yan knew that the possibility of success of works without characteristics was absolutely small, so after a cursory look at the music scene of the Dragon Kingdom in this world, he chose rock, because, in the Dragon Kingdom of the 21st century, there is no rock 'n' roll!
This musical form, which appeared in the eighties of the twentieth century in the previous life, has never appeared in the Dragon Kingdom until today!
Yu Yan doesn't know if this form can be recognized, Cui Jian in his previous life has not been accepted by mainstream society when he first started singing rock and roll, but if he doesn't take a special form, the possibility of success is too small.
Rock 'n' roll is special enough in this world's dragon country, it hasn't appeared even more than twenty years later.
And this time, what will be the reaction to the emergence of this more niche form of music? Yu Yan doesn't know very well, but whether it's criticism or recognition, how can the topicality be stronger than singing Chinese style or something, right?
Listening to this familiar music, Yu Yan brought the prepared red cloth strip, firstly to write it in response to this song, and secondly, because he was nervous, blindfolded to relieve his nervousness.
"That day you used a red cloth to blindfold me and blindfold the sky......"