Chapter 364: The Incredible Man

"Every era has a specific musical ...... for each era"

"Criticism, sarcasm, or praise."

"Every time I hear these music, I feel like they are all old friends, telling the story of that era in front of you."

"After the turn of the millennium, most of the music that appeared was love, love, joys and sorrows......"

"There's no denying the melodies and the popularity of young people, but it seems that over the years, no song or music has been as classic as the music that used to be."

"'My Motherland' amazes me......"

"It's not like it's a product of this era, not only is it not like a product of this era, it's even more like the music of the '50s."

"Every lyric is a story of longing, and every melody is full of emotion, so it's hard to believe that this song was written by a young man in his early twenties alone......"

In the office of the Huaxia Conservatory of Music.

Chairman Zhang Zunlian, a famous erhu artist, listened carefully to "My Motherland", and the more he listened, the more surprised he became.

When I learned that the songwriter was only a young man in his twenties, the sense of surprise in my heart even turned into shock.

He is fifty years old and has been in the music industry for forty years!

In the past 40 years, the Chinese music industry has indeed produced many people, and there are even many amazing talents.

They have left their mark in every era and are remembered.

But......

But I have never seen any work that can be as profound as "My Motherland" and so full of traces of time.

Listening to "My Motherland", he inevitably had in his mind the images of the war-torn scene of that era.

With just a few lyrics, it outlines infinite beauty, and inadvertently touches the pure land in the depths of people's hearts.

After Zhang Zunlian finished sighing, he looked at the song score of "My Motherland" again, and after watching it for a long time, he was still in disbelief, and even the more he watched it, the more he felt disobedient.

Such lyrics.

You can't write without experience!

"The Lord will be here soon, and when the time comes, I'll see you and ask for it." Wang Zhongjing, the guzheng master next to him, was relatively calm, just pushed his glasses and looked at the door with a little curiosity.

"The information shows that this young man's creative experience is really at stake, so powerful that people wonder if there is some master behind this person who is supporting him, and to be honest, I find it hard to believe that this is talent...... Just now I picked up the theme song in "The Grandmaster", "Men Should Be Self-Improvement", and found that the melody of this "Men should be self-improvement" is very similar to the ancient song "General", but it seems to be more sonorous than "General", and it seems to be a broken score, the last and first few verses of the melody, obviously there are other notes, I think if it is integrated, and there are amazing people who can fill the gaps, maybe a classic ancient song can be played......" Dizi master Zhou Hongwei smoked a cigarette, but looked at " The score of "Men Should Be Self-Improvement", it is not difficult for these people to analyze the score, and even some time ago he took the time to fill in and deduce the fragments of the score in "Men Should Be Self-Improvement", and found an extremely interesting thing.

This tune!

It's a broken song, and its full version is likely to be even more amazing!

"When things go wrong, there must be demons...... It is indeed puzzling how a person who has not studied orthodox music can create such music that is not in line with his age and the times...... At the same time, in the area of young people's pop music, everything he writes is also a hit...... Since July, his pop music has dominated the top five of the major music software hot lists......" Next to the water dispenser, suona master Tong Yuan listened to the discussions of these people, looked at the laptop next to him, frowned, and obviously felt incredible.

In the computer, the songs "Dream Chasing Pure Heart", "Men Should Be Self-Improvement", "Invisible Wings", and "Girl Waving Wings" occupy the top four on the list, while "My Motherland" has reached the top five on the popularity list, and can surpass the song "Girl with Wings" at any time.

Although she is in her forties, she is not outdated, but will often care about the pop music of young people.

It's because I care about pop music that the more I think about it, the more incredible it becomes.

A creator, no matter how changeable the style of the work is, there are still traces between the notes and lyrics.

This is the eternal truth of the music industry.

However!

From "Dream Chaser" to "Invisible Wings", each song is in a different style, not only does it not have any traces to follow, but it doesn't even look like a work created by the same person.

Tong Yuan shook his head, his brows furrowed deeply.

Zhang Xia sat in the main seat of the office, watching these music masters who were discussing.

She kept a faint smile throughout.

Humans have always been curious about the unthinkable, and this curiosity will begin to diminish with age, but it will never go away.

Zhou Yang is indeed an incredible person......

In fact, when she went to Huaxing, she specially asked people to investigate Zhou Yang's ancestors and life history clearly, and even the dealings between Zhou Yang and An Jianwu were investigated in detail.

However!

What is strange is that Zhou Yang's background is very clear, so clear that there is no secret, and when she saw Zhou Yang's news, she couldn't believe it for a long time.

There is no one behind Zhou Yang's scenes!

Even if there were, it would be impossible for someone of their level to hide so deeply.

"Maybe ......"

"This is genius?"

"Maybe he will bring some unexpected surprise this time?"

Zhang Xia looked at the door and began to look forward to it.

…………………………

Zhou Yang has never been to the Yenching Conservatory of Music.

It's the same for both lifetimes.

On the one hand......

He's not a professional, and on the other hand, he's an electrician who has nothing to do here.

However, the overall quality of the students of the Conservatory is quite high, and at a glance, all of them are young and beautiful with long legs, and they seem to be in a fragrant flower bush through the walkway.

Of course, when those girls passed by Zhou Yang, they couldn't help but take a look at Zhou Yang more.

Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes, wearing a mask and having a messy hairstyle, there were always some people who recognized Zhou Yang.

But most of them maintained a skeptical attitude, and no one approached or accosted them.

Song Qianqian followed behind Zhou Yang, and she inevitably felt some nostalgia in her heart.

She was born at the Yenching Conservatory of Music, and many of the teachers here are her acquaintances.

As she crossed the hallway and made her way into the hallway, she began to tense and felt that she was breathing very hard.

The people she and Zhou Yang are going to meet next, if there is no mistake, if it is not the same name and surname, then they are all ......

She kept her head down, trying to suppress the tension in her heart.

This nervous mood inevitably spread to Zhou Yang in front, and when he gradually approached the office, Zhou Yang felt a little withdrawn in his heart.

Li Luguang, the head of the Sheng faction, Zhongjing, the king of the guzheng and the master of the flute, Zhou Hongwei, ......

The names on the list Zhou Yang felt unfamiliar at first glance, but when he searched for the characters in the encyclopedia, he realized that each of these people was a textbook-level character.

Generally speaking, some of the songs used in the examination are even composed by them.

And ...... for yourself

A rookie who is just starting out is even worried about whether he can understand what these seniors say.

"Knock knock."

"Come in ......"

Zhou Yang finally pushed open the door and walked in with Song Qianqian.

"Professor Tong, Professor Zhou, Grandma Zhang, ......"

Song Qianqian looked at these people and called them honestly, so she stood aside stiffly, and she didn't dare to breathe with nervousness.

These people just nodded faintly when they saw Song Qianqian, obviously Song Qianqian was just an inconsequential little person.

They looked at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang stood aside and honestly called out like Song Qianqian.

"Xiao Zhou, "My Motherland" was created by you, the preparation and rehearsal of this concert, I also hope you will come and listen, and plan by ......the way" Zhang Xia looked at Zhou Yang and seemed to be a little restrained, then showed a kind smile, and began to slowly talk about the arrangements and plans of her concert, after finishing speaking, she glanced at Song Qianqian, and then smiled: "Xiao Song, sing well......"

She Song Qianqian chatted a few words.

The content of the chat is just very ordinary and homely, and there is nothing else.

The smart Song Qianqian saw the reactions of the people around her, and naturally realized that she came over today as if she was simply Grandma Zhang Xia wanted to see her, and now that she has seen it, she should leave.

So, he made a very interesting excuse that he was going to visit his alma mater and say goodbye to Zhou Yang.

After Song Qianqian left......

The hall fell silent suddenly.

Vaguely, there seemed to be an indescribable sense of murder lingering around Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang's expression was very calm, but his heart was extremely messy.

I thought I was just one of the chorus singers of "My Motherland", but I didn't expect that I seemed to be a creative participant in the whole concert.

With an empty head, he knew that he really didn't have any qualifications to sit here.

"Sit, Xiao Zhou, let's just chat, don't be nervous, relax ......"

Zhang Xia seemed to see that the atmosphere was a little weird, so she smiled and asked Zhou Yang to sit down.

Zhou Yang sat honestly.

Afterwards, the people began to talk about the rehearsal creation of music and concerts.

Although Zhou Yang has studied music, his basic skills are also solid in the past two years of hard work. William Pus learned a lot of things, but when he really sat in the chair, he found that the masters were very active in their thinking about music, and they could understand what they said, but when they discussed the so-called artistic conception and the so-called representative art, Zhou Yang couldn't understand it all.

It seems to have returned to the days when Zhou Yang was troubled by the so-called "art" and tossed for a long time to be haggard......

After a few moments of conversation, the hall began to fall silent.

Zhou Yang felt everyone's eyes on him.

When he wanted him to talk a few words, Zhou Yang's brain was blank.

He found himself unable to say anything.

Just when I was embarrassed, the phone rang.

The caller ID is John. William Puth called.

He hung up the phone......

But unexpectedly, after hanging up the phone, the phone rang again.

"Let's answer the phone first......"

Grandma Zhang Xia looked at Zhou Yang with a smile, and she seemed to see Zhou Yang's predicament.

Zhou Yang walked out of the door awkwardly and answered the phone.

Mr. Zhou Yang...... Where are you now? ”

"What's wrong? John. Mr. William Puss? ”

"My teacher is here...... He's a saxophonist and he's interested in your "Coming Home", didn't you say that "Coming Home" has a bad feeling? ”

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