Lang Lang was silent for a long time before he said, "I play classical music."

"I'm writing classical music."

"Classical music written by modern people is not classical music, you can say that piano music is pure music, it can be said that it can be said to be symphonic, it can also be said to be classical music, but it is not classical music."

"What I want to write is the kind of music that if it had been written in ancient times, it would have become prenatal music now."

"I know what you mean."

"I knew you understood me."

"What I understand is," Lang Lang said, "you just think that the pop music world can't accommodate you anymore, right?"

JX said, "No, I haven't swelled to that point, but I just think that the place of classical academics should be able to give me, a little bodhisattva, a little bodhisattva a little foothold."

"It's so good to have fun, why bother to come to the water here?" Lang Lang grinned and said, "You are also well-known and earn a lot of money, and the classical circle is small, and your popularity in playing in the sky may not be as good as a small flow of fresh meat, so why bother?"

JX said, "I've made enough money, I don't want to be famous, if I want to be famous, just go and get an award, I should be famous all over the world." It's all like smoke to me."

"You have the money, and you don't want the name, what do you want?" Lang Lang tilted his head and smiled at him, "I can't guess what's going on in your head sometimes."

JX sniffed and said, "I'm going to build a wonder."

"Huh?"

"I, want, build, wonder, see." "I'm going to build a private music library and make it a cultural fortress."

"Huh?"

Everyone can see that the expression on Langlang's face now is the kind of expression that is very confused.

"Do you know the Lu family? They have formed a monopoly on the music scene," JX said, "and the music of the whole country is now going through a process of bad money driving out good money, and it is shrinking."

Lang Lang nodded slightly.

"I just want to do something that will help reverse entropy before it completely collapses, and at least save a specimen, so that domestic musicians still have a harbor to chat with, and let them know that there is still a day when they continue to make quality music."

Lang Lang was silent for a long time before he gave a thumbs up: "Great."

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression immediately became serious again: "But one yard is one yard, no matter how great your original intention is, if you can't support your ideas with high eyes and low strength, all these ideas you have conceived will be in vain."

"That's nature."

"In addition, I also want to say in advance, practicing classics in Vienna is really talking about cross talk in Tianjin, those academics are all old qualifications, if you don't have two brushes and still do such a grand event, run to use their golden hall, but you will be nailed to the pillar of shame, their thunderous anger, you can't afford it."

"If I didn't have two brushes, I wouldn't have come to you so confidently." JX said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll play with you, but I have one condition."

"Speak."

"Do you have a sample that has already been written?" Lang Lang asked, "I'll listen to you play a paragraph first, if the level is only at the level of ticket holders, I won't help."

"No problem."

"That's good," Lang Lang smiled, "Let's go listen to the 'classical music' you wrote."

……

At this point, the screen goes dark again.

The light on the screen was like a switch, and when it came on, everyone in the room listened with their ears pricked up, and when it went down, the whole room became noisy.

Gao Xiaobai, Wang Feng, Yan Yunzhuo, Qin Yunchu, He Ling, Cui Dayou, everyone is talking.

All of a sudden, everyone's words were like a quick piece thrown into a bucket, and everyone didn't hear what the other was saying.

Not only was everyone in the hall noisy, but the audience in the live broadcast room was also noisy.

"Damn, JX said that my blood is boiling!"

"Lang Lang seems to know JX, so I want to know who he is!"

"How do I feel like JX is moving myself? Where has the Chinese music scene shrunk? Why can't I feel it?"

"He's just playing tickets, his pop music doesn't deserve to be compared to classical music, and he still wants to write classics to save the world?"

"Has anyone noticed what he said about the Lu family? What do you mean?"

……

"Stop, stop, stop," Cui Dayou stretched out his hand to make a pause gesture, and said in a loud voice, "Everyone be quiet first, let's first take a look at the information from this video just now."

"That's too much information!" At the end of all the noise, Gao Xiaobai's words were shouted out as the end.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

It's too much information.

In just a video, the conversation between the two people feels that every detail contains devilish details, which is creepy.

After watching two scenes in this music private museum, they have already seen it.

JX: This guy is a little bit of a bad taste.

He was like a cat who had a lot of time, treating everyone who entered the private library as his trophy, using the inherent curiosity of human beings to keep them firmly in the museum, and then, playing with them.

Yes, it's just toying.

Each of his videos is just a few clips, some "scales and claws of Paris".

There seems to be a lot of talk in the video, but it doesn't seem to say anything, every frame feels detailed, and every dialogue feels very informative.

But he didn't explain anything, and ended up throwing out a whole bunch of works, as if they were enough to explain everything.

The video just now magnified his bad taste to the extreme.

What classical music, wonders, Lu family......

These lines that would confuse outsiders are damn curious.

They can't find out if they don't want to.

Cui Dayou was relatively calm, and said, "If you only look at the general idea of this paragraph, JX is going to take the classical route."

Gao Xiaobai said: "It's not just classical, it's classical music that will be performed directly at the Vienna Musikverein."

"But the other parts of the conversation are more informative," Choi Dae-woo pushed his glasses, "for example, here."

He stomped on the ground with his foot, indicating that he was talking about this private music museum.

"When he says building wonders, that's what he means here."

Everyone looked around and saw the towering vault, and they felt a little shocked in their hearts.

When they first walked in, they thought it was just a way for the man to show off his exploits.

It wasn't until he said that it was a haven to inspire domestic musicians that they had a vague feeling that maybe they were too prejudiced at first.

"Now, then, it's time to see what he wrote in Vienna." Qin Yunchu looked left and right, as if asking if everyone was ready.

Then, her finger clicked on the screen.

"Card, Card, Card......

The sound of lights turning on sounded, and people saw that in the entire private collection, the lights of a large number of bookshelves were lit up again.

Looking at it, so far, the bookshelves in the entire private collection have been lit up by 60% of the lattices.

The first two times, the music on the shelves was so bright that the third time it was so bright that two rows of bookshelves lit up and illuminated the colorful album covers hidden inside.

The crowd immediately walked over and stared at the music on the shelf.

"What's this? Beethoven 1, Beethoven 2, Beethoven 3? What?"

"There are also Mozart Nos. 1, 2, 3......

The crowd looked at the music records in a daze.

Although the album covers this time are all in Chinese, the name is completely incomprehensible.

Records are divided into many genres, what Beethoven, Mozart, Liszt, Bach, Schubert......

And then down there, what else is Wagner, Haydn, Tchaikovsky, Schumann, Mendelssohn......

There are also Dvořák, Chopin, Verdi, Shostakovich, Debussy, Strauss......

These characters seem to be transliterations of foreign languages, but below Chinese, they are marked with the Hanyu Pinyin of these characters.

For example, Beethoven is marked below (BeiDuoFen).

It's just confusing.

Xu Xiangxiao approached the bookshelves and gently stroked the texture of the wooden bookshelves with her fingers.

It is equipped with a fresh air system, and the library has been closed for so long, and there is no dust on the shelves, and it looks very clean.

On one of her shelves, the word "Chopin" was written on the record.

"Tianya called my album 'Chopin in November', and I asked him what Chopin was," Xu Xiangxiao said, "and he replied that Chopin was a song he would write in the future, and it would go down in history."

Qin Yunchu walked over and asked, "Did he think about writing classical music at that time?"

"Probably." Xu Xiangxiao said, and then smiled, "But I didn't expect that he not only wanted to go down in history, but also wanted to become a harbor for some Chinese musician, and he actually had this kind of savior-like idea......

「…… Is that why you went abroad?"

Xu Xiangxiao turned her head to look at the record stand and muttered to herself.

At first, she thought that JX went abroad just to avoid her.

That reason was hard for her to accept.

But if he's here to "inspire musicians," as he puts it, then ...... In fact, she is quite acceptable.

Jiang Xinhai walked over and whispered, "I used to think that he left to hide from me, and he was uncomfortable for a while."

Xu Xiangxiao raised his head reluctantly and looked at Jiang Xinhai's face.

Since everyone began to speculate that "the end of the world is late", this is the first time she has frankly admitted this fact in front of herself.

Jiang Xinhai said again, "For this reason, I will ...... I'm even more dissatisfied."

After saying that, she shrugged her shoulders and said, "But I'm afraid, afraid that he will suddenly leave without saying goodbye."

"What about you?"

Xu Xiangxiao realized at this time that Jiang Xinhai had noticed her feelings for Tianya, and was talking to her heart, and he was also exploring her thoughts.

Only then did she realize that although she didn't want to face it, the girlfriend who could call the person she liked away with a phone call was Miss Jiang Xinhai in front of her.

She suddenly became embarrassed, as if she were an unintentional thief who had accidentally taken someone else's things, and like a weak-hearted neighbor who had no silver of three hundred taels here.

"I, I'm ......" Xu Xiangxiao hesitated for a long time before she said, "I'm just friends with him."

"Really?"

It can be seen that Jiang Xinhai's expression is obviously very happy.

"Hmm," Xu Xiangxiao nodded, "just friends."

Jiang Xinhai seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and the whole person changed back to the confident appearance that the diva should have.

Chen Ya's heart is broken into pieces, and there are as many as ten people in the red face group, but among the people he likes, only one of them is a musician.

They got to know each other because of each other, and they came to everything because of music. Jiang Xinhai has a strange stubbornness in his heart: she can not be his only one, but she must be his only musically.

It's a strange but reasonably competitive spirit.

So she really didn't want Chen Ya to have anything to do with Xu Xiangxiao.

She really didn't want to grab a man with her.

After Jiang Xinhai relaxed, Xu Xiangxiao plucked up her courage again and again, did countless mental construction, clenched her fists, and after a long time, she suddenly raised her head and said the sentence that she had always wanted to say in her heart:

"Kokomi, can you ......?"

"Can you let Tianya see me again, just one side?"

Jiang Xinhai looked at her, from the initial surprise, to the gradual softening of his gaze.

Finally, she whispered, "Okay, when this is over, I'll let you meet."

…… When the two were talking softly here, Cui Dayou was over there and finished reading all the records on the shelf.

The takeaway is – nothing.

I haven't heard of the records on the shelves, I haven't heard of them.

Those names never appear in anyone's life.

The records in these shelves are Mozart, Beethoven, and Bach who appear the most, and most others only have one or two.

Beethoven, Mozart, and Bach have as many as five or six records.

Why did JX release so many records in these three categories? Is it because he prefers these three names?

"It's not right," Gao Xiaobai frowned and said, "According to JX's usual urine, it's not particularly awesome music, he won't put it here, this time there are so many records in one breath, I haven't heard any of them, it doesn't fit the rhythm of his pretending?"

Cui Dayou shook his head.

He couldn't guess what was going on this time.

Yan Yunzhuo was hung by everyone on the side for a long time, and finally couldn't hold it back at this time, and chuckled coldly.

Everyone knew why she was laughing.

Gao Xiaobai turned his head and said a little embarrassedly: "Ahem, the cross-border span is too big, and there are things that lead to no achievements, and I don't think we can belittle anything because of this."

"I haven't said anything to belittle," Yan Yunzhuo said, "I understand, I understand, I write pop music, I'm not very good at classical, and it's normal to hit the street, it doesn't affect his glorious image, well, I understand."

Hearing this, Yingzi pursed her lips and smiled secretly, and even Qin Yunshang was turned over and laughed there.

It's not that Qin Yunshang likes to laugh, it's not that she gloats, it's really a bit of a big contrast from the video just now.

Just now, JX swore on the screen that he has two brushes, and there are more than two brushes, which seems to be a bit of a recasting of the glory of the Chinese music scene, which is incumbent on me.

As a result, now that the record is out, I haven't heard of any of it, the contrast is too great, it's too funny.

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