August 1.

Army Day.

Although there are still a few hours before the start of the [Zhang Xia Artistic Achievement Concert], there are already a lot of people outside the Huaxia National Theater.

CCTV, Shonan Satellite TV, Yanjing Satellite TV......

Countless journalists shuttled through the crowd, recording every scene outside the scene in real time in the heat wave.

This is the most palace-level performance in the Chinese music circle, and it is an unprecedented grand occasion in the Chinese art world!

Through the window.

CCTV news channel host Zhang Zimeng looked at the crowd outside, even if she had seen the wind and waves, she would inevitably flash a little excitement in her heart.

The importance of this concert is much better than CCTV news, every guest, every audience, and even every singer standing on the stage is the most authoritative big man in the whole of China.

"How's the manuscript going?"

"Almost!"

"Can you get off the script?"

"Yes, you can."

"Rehearse here now?"

"Okay."

I heard the voice of another host in my ears.

Another host is named Li Guohui, an old-timer of the documentary channel in Taiwan, who had just retired the year before last, and he should have enjoyed his old age when he learned that there was such a palace-level music event in the art circle, he immediately began to contact Zhang Xia, hoping to contribute to Zhang Xia's concert.

After Zhang Zimeng saw Li Guohui's invitation, she nodded, then put down the manuscript and began to match the manuscript with Li Guohui.

Two hours later......

The two read the script, rehearsed it, and left the office together after confirming that it was correct on stage.

As I walked into the theater, I happened to hear a chorus.

The two of them stopped and looked at each other for a while, and were about to find a place to sit down, when they saw an old man of about eighty years old walking over step by step.

Next to him were two guards with serious expressions.

When they saw the old man, the two of them were instantly in awe, and they walked over to greet the old man as soon as possible.

"Hello, Chief."

"Oh, hello, sit, sit, sit...... It's going to be hard tonight. ”

"No hard work, no hard work."

The old man seemed very happy when he saw the two of them, cordially beckoned the two to sit down, and then smiled and chatted with Li Guohui about some parents.

The characters who belong to the senior level in Taili are like a junior in front of the old man, although they are not flattered, but they also show extra humility, and every word is respectful.

"Grandma Liu!"

After the two chatted for a while, Zhang Zimeng subconsciously stood up again when she saw a figure on the other side coming over.

"Hello."

Compared with the hearty and cordial old man, the expression of the old man named Grandma Liu was a little flat, and after nodding at Zhang Zimeng, he sat down beside the old man.

"Didn't you say you couldn't come?" The old man glanced at the old lady and smiled.

"Come and see an old friend, one look, one less look." The old lady did not look at the old man, but silently looked at the stage.

On the stage, Zhang Xia obviously saw the old lady and the old man, so she brought someone over as soon as she finished the rehearsal.

The two sides are very familiar with each other, and they inevitably have to talk about some of the eventful years in the past, and after chatting for a while, the old man glanced at the crowd as if he had found something: "Xiao Song, this girl is not here today?" ”

"Come here, I'm helping Xiao Zhou sort out the score in the background......" Zhang Xia replied with a smile.

"Oh?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and didn't react for a while: "Which Xiao Zhou?" It can't be Xiao Song's new object, right? ”

"Haha...... It's just an ordinary friend, because everyone is rehearsing, and Xiao Zhou needs someone to help deal with things, so I temporarily asked the girl to come over to help Xiao Zhou and be an assistant......"

"Oh, that's good, young people are ...... everywhere" The old man smiled at first, and then, as if thinking of something, his smile began to stiffen and eventually fade away.

A few minutes later, when Zhang Xia and the others ended chatting and began to be busy on stage again, the old man glanced at the old lady next to him.

"Is An Xiao here?"

"I didn't come here today, but I've been helping to review a few articles in the textbook recently...... In September, this batch of textbooks will be officially put into use. ”

"Oh......" The old man nodded, but the disappointment in his eyes flashed, and he glanced at the backstage silently.

…………………………

Saxophone master Kenneth is still lying in the hospital.

The saxophone song "Coming Home" tossed Kenneth to death, and although his life was not in danger, the emotional ups and downs and unprecedented exhaustion finally broke him.

However, it is not life-threatening......

I was in a coma for a few hours, and when I woke up, I stared at the ceiling in a daze.

When Zhou Yang saw him in the hospital, he only felt that he was in a strange state, and his emotions were inexplicably very high, as if he wanted to blow the saxophone again, but when the saxophone was really handed to him, he held it and trembled, and he couldn't blow it up, as if he formed a transparent film with the saxophone when he saw something wrong.

John. William Puss was on his side......

His emotions calmed down a little, but when he saw Zhou Yang, his eyes were extremely complicated.

When Zhou Yang left the hospital......

I vaguely heard John. William Puth let out a long sigh.

"Why is God so partial?"

"I am so devout and believe in music, but why don't you give me even a trace of such talent?"

Full of grievances, unwillingness, and a hint of discouragement.

Zhou Yang listened to his sigh and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Coming Home" was not created by him, but at best a series of deductions and completions were carried out with the help of saxophone master Kenneth.

That's all.

Talent?

He's the least talented.

Of course, he couldn't comfort John. William Puss, even more unable to tell the truth.

Some things are so mysterious that they can't tell anyone's secrets to death.

After returning to the theater......

Zhou Yang saw a pair of eyes that were either admiring or incredulous, like in a dream.

He didn't say much, but another different melody came to mind.

The melody is called "The Last of the Mohicans."

It seems that after working with Kenneth and deducing and completing together, Zhou Yang's talent and interest in music were stimulated.

So I can't wait to complete "The Last Mohicans" as well......

"Is that okay?"

"Yes."

"Okay!"

Training room.

Song Yiyi took the score and began to play with her eyes closed.

Zhou Yang listened carefully to Song Yiyi playing the score, especially after looking at the instrument in Song Yiyi's hand, he felt extremely lucky.

During this day, he had actually been looking for an instrument suitable for "The Last Mohican".

I thought it was a flute......

But it's not right at all, the flute is too crisp and loud, and it lacks a bit of melodiousness in the dust.

Later, I thought it was Xun, Xun seemed to be quite close, but after listening to it a few times, it began to taste a little worse again.

Ultimately......

When Song Yiyi came over with her own instrument and was about to rehearse with her, Zhou Yang found that the instrument she needed was the Gaina flute, a magical instrument from South America.

At the concert, there is an old song that needs the accompaniment of the flute.

And Song Yiyi happened to be born in this kind of flute.

When Song Yiyi came over, Zhou Yang was shocked to find out that Zhang Xia was Song Yiyi's grandmother......

Thinking of that day, when I went to the compound, after seeing Song Yiyi's figure, and thinking of seeing Song Yiyi for the first time, Wang Shuai hinted that Song Yiyi's background was not simple......

Zhou Yang was in a trance for a while.

The end of a song.

Zhou Yang nodded, although he felt that the feeling in his memory was a little clearer, but when he really thought about it, there was still a sense of chaos.

Subsequently......

His brain was tired, and he seemed to struggle to stand up, and he staggered a little to his feet.

He knew that his spirit, as before, seemed to be starting to be a little overdrawn.

"Forget it, let's take a break."

"Okay."

Zhou Yang watched Song Yiyi sort out the score.

When he saw Song Yiyi again, Zhou Yang seemed to feel that Song Yiyi had changed.

It seems that invisibly, there is a little more alienation from myself.

In the past, she would talk to herself a lot, and her smile was as pleasant as Yinling, like a big sister.

Well......

In fact, I can laugh and talk a little now, but the two sides keep a certain distance, more like an ordinary friend.

"The concert is two hours away, will you attend?"

"I'll follow the rehearsal for the last one, and if it's okay, I'll participate."

"Can you hold it now?"

"Try ......"

After seeing Song Yiyi's concern, Zhou Yang laughed.

Maybe Song Yiyi hasn't changed, and she doesn't feel unfamiliar......

Well, maybe a lot of things are delusions that arise after your own mental overdraft.

…………………………

Zhou Yang was too tired.

Therefore, when rehearsing, it is natural that he is not in the state.

In such a state, even if you are mixed in the crowd and singing, it is not suitable to stay in this kind of palace-level concert.

Although Zhang Xia didn't say anything, Zhou Yang finally chose to give up.

Thereupon......

He was eventually placed in the guest seat.

Not long after he sat down, he felt someone tap him on the back.

He subconsciously turned around, but saw that it was Tang Xiaoxiao looking at him.

"Sister Tang Xiao?"

"Switch Seats ......"

"Huh?"

Tang Xiao pointed in the other direction.

Zhou Yang followed Tang Xiao's gaze and saw an old man and an old lady.

Subsequently......

He was stunned.

Not far away is An Xiao's grandfather, and An Xiao's grandmother, in addition to the grandparents, there is also a middle-aged couple.

The middle-aged couple seemed to be looking at themselves and nodded with a smile on their faces.

"I ......"

"Go, go, go, I've got a place for you......"

"This, not suitable......"

"What's wrong, go ahead, go and say hello...... Listen to your sister, your sister won't hurt you! ”

"Oh......"

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