Several people in the villa got up and went downstairs. After breakfast, Kang Jiayu took Mo Xiaoyun to find Chen Luojia.
Fang Jin and Zhang Xu ran to the gym on the second floor to exercise for a while. They were as tired as dead dogs and rested for a long time.
Seeing that the sun was getting stronger, the two of them left the villa, took a taxi and arrived at the door of Xie Huangbao's house.
Fang Jin stepped forward and knocked on the door.
After a while, the door opened, and a middle-aged man wearing black home clothes enthusiastically invited the two of them into the house.
Xie Huangbao led the two of them through the long corridor and into the simple living room.
Fang Jin and Zhang Xu sat on the small bench in the living room, looking eagerly at Xie Huangbao's kitchen.
I did too much exercise in the morning, so I'm a little hungry now and want to eat his scrambled eggs...
Xie Huangbao took out his cell phone and said, "That guy Fan Teren is late again. Wait a minute. I'll make a call to remind him."
Fang Jin waved his hand quickly: "There's no rush, it's not too late to make an album in the afternoon."
"How many days has this been delayed? It will be postponed until tomorrow in the afternoon." Xie Huangbao took out his mobile phone and called Fan Teren.
The call was connected, Xie Huangbao pressed the speakerphone and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Hey, Allen, when will you arrive?"
Fan Teren's unique accent came from the phone: "Baoguo, I might not be able to go there until the afternoon."
Xie Huangbao was confused: "Huh? What's your situation?"
Fan Terun on the other end of the phone explained: "Zhang Laosi said that he is coming to my house as a guest today, and of course I can't refuse... Oh, Zhang Laosi is here! Let's hang up with Bao Guo first, and we'll talk in the afternoon.
"
After hanging up the phone, Xie Huangbao looked at the phone with a black screen and was speechless: "Okay, we have to postpone it until tomorrow again."
Fang Jin on the side was curious: "Who is Zhang Laosi?"
Xie Huangbao put away his mobile phone and replied: "He is Fan Terun's teacher!"
Zhang Xu took out his mobile phone and searched Baidu, and added: "Zhang Qing, the only remaining figure in traditional music in China and one of the founders of the Xiaguo Music Association, is committed to promoting the traditional music culture of the Xiaguo. He discovered and composed
classical music, which has been included many times
Among the world's outstanding literary and artistic works. In addition, the apprentices he taught are all top figures in different fields. Van Teren, the number one pop music player in China, is just one of them. It can be said that Zhang Qing is a equal to Kang Lieguang.
The old man is an equal to a big shot."
Fang Jin's face was full of surprise: "Oh~ that's it!"
None of my business.
As if he had read Fang Jin's thoughts, Xie Huangbao spoke to Fang Jin and said, "A Jin, I asked you to come here today. It actually has something to do with Mr. Zhang."
Fang Jin was puzzled: "Is it related to him? Aren't we here to discuss the album today? Why are we related to him again?"
Xie Huangbao said helplessly: "This old man heard that we were working on an album, so he made a request to Fan Teren, asking him to incorporate elements of traditional Xia music into this album. How do you think this should be integrated? The reason why it is popular is that it is popular.
, just because it’s trendy, that’s
Because he has broken away from tradition. But the old man’s temper is not ordinary, and he insists on using this album to promote the traditional music culture of Xia Kingdom. Because of this, I called you, Ajin, to discuss this matter with you.
We really can’t afford to offend this old man.”
Traditional? Popular?
Fusion…
Fang Jin listened and fell into deep thought.
Alas~ isn’t that the national style!
Fang Jin's eyes lit up, and a fat man who loved to drink milk tea appeared in his mind.
How can we copy songs without him!
Hua Liu is the coolest!!
Fang Jin was instantly excited.
Arrange it, arrange it! We must let the people of this world fall into the charm of national style!
Just as Fang Jin was about to speak, Xie Huangbao's cell phone rang.
Xie Huangbao smiled apologetically at Fang Jin and answered the phone.
Or Van Teren.
Xie Huangbao asked: "What's wrong, Allen?"
Fan Teren's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Baoguo, has Fang Dasi arrived already?"
Xie Huangbao glanced at Fang Jin and replied: "We've arrived."
Then, the voice on the other end of the phone became quieter, and Van Teren seemed to be talking to the person next to him about something.
After a while, Fan Terun's voice rang again: "Baoguo, Zhang Laosi and I are going to your house right now. You guys should get ready."
Xie Huangbao was a little surprised: "Mr. Zhang is coming too? Okay, no problem, welcome!"
After hanging up the phone, Xie Huangbao said to Fang Jin: "Ah Jin, Mr. Zhang is probably here for you."
Fang Jin was surprised: "Come for me? I don't even know him!"
Xie Huangbao looked at Fang Jin with deep meaning and said, "Ah Jin, you don't seem to know your current reputation and status, right?"
Fang Jin was stunned for a moment, then smiled sheepishly and said, "Am I awesome?"
Xie Huangbao was speechless.
Then, at Zhang Xu's suggestion, the three of them cooked some scrambled eggs.
About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door.
Xie Huangbao got up, walked to the door, and opened it.
Outside the door, Van Teren, dressed as a high school student, stood respectfully next to a thin old man with narrowed eyes.
Behind the two of them were two plainclothes bodyguards with restrained auras, and it was obvious at first sight that they were not easy to mess with.
Xie Huangbao hurriedly invited: "Hello, hello, Mr. Zhang is here to visit us. It's really brilliant. Please come in, please come in."
Zhang Qing squinted and nodded with a smile: "I'm really bothering you by coming here uninvited."
"No trouble, no trouble."
With polite words, Xie Huangbao introduced several people into the living room.
Fang Jin and Zhang Xu had already stood up and greeted the visitor politely: "Hello, Mr. Zhang."
Zhang Qing bowed slightly, came to Zhang Xu, squinted his eyes and looked up and down, and said with satisfaction: "It's really better to hear than to see. I have long heard that Mr. Fang is handsome and talented. When I saw him today, he was indeed extraordinary."
Zhang Xu: "..."
This is a compliment to me, right? So how should I respond?
Fan Terun quickly walked to Zhang Qing's ear and whispered: "Lao Si, the one next to him is Fang Jin."
"Oh? Really?" Zhang Qing raised his hand, stretched his eyes wide with his fingers, looked at Fang Jin next to him, and said in surprise: "Huh? When did someone stand here?"
Fang Jin: "..."
If your eyesight is bad, go to Taishang Laojun's furnace to practice.
If that doesn't work, take a dog.
Zhang Qing smiled heartily and said: "Hahaha, I'm just kidding."
Upon seeing this, several people laughed and started talking about their parents' affairs, music creation, and then naturally talked about the peak rock and pop two-in-one album.
Speaking of albums, we have to talk about Zhang Qing’s request to Fan Teren.
Zhang Qing said sincerely: "I know this request may be unreasonable, but the promotion of traditional music is indispensable! People today are just temporarily unable to appreciate the elegance and charm of traditional music, so we need
Let’s work together to carry forward Xia’s traditional music culture so that people can accept it and fall in love with it. Go abroad and go to the world!”
Van Teren's face was filled with bitterness and he said nothing.
Xie Huangbao looked aside, thinking about how to change the topic.
Zhang Xu hesitated to speak, but when he thought that he was just here to make up the numbers, he fell silent.
Not to mention Fang Jin. When there are strangers around, as long as no one talks to him, he will not take the initiative to talk to him.
Zhang Qing took in the expressions of several people and sighed in his heart.
The current situation of traditional music is very bad. On the one hand, the originally excellent traditional music works are not recognized by the new generation, and on the other hand, there has been no good works produced in recent years, which has led to serious faults in traditional music.
Needless to say, the necessity of cultural inheritance is very important. The country attaches great importance to this and has hereby handed over the important task of promoting traditional music to Zhang Qing.
Zhang Qing was so anxious that he tried various channels and methods, but still could not change the situation.
The history and culture that have been passed down for thousands of years are crumbling and are disappearing from people's sight little by little...
Xie Huangbao suddenly stood up and broke the silence: "By the way, I still have some chickens in the refrigerator..."
Zhang Xu: "Sorry to trouble you."
Fang Jin: "Thank you so much."
"No need." Zhang Qing waved his hand and motioned for Xie Huangbao to sit down, and said without any doubt, "It's not too late to eat after talking."
Several people frowned at the same time.
Old man, do you think this is your home?
It's not like I'm eating your chicken...
Van Teren secretly winked at a few people.
Xie Huangbao didn't even look at Fan Terun. He stared straight at Zhang Qing and said, "Mr. Zhang, what do you want to say?"
Zhang Qing smiled calmly and said: "Tell me how to get people to accept traditional music and carry it forward!"
Xie Huangbao was silent for a moment and then said: "Mr. Zhang, the decline of a thing is determined by many factors. It's not that traditional music is bad, it's just that it is not suitable for this era."
Zhang Qing nodded gently and did not refute.
Seeing this, Xie Huangbao continued: "The fast-paced and fragmented living habits have made people nowadays anxious and pursuing efficiency. Few people are willing to calm down and comprehend artistic conception and elegance. Even rock music is beginning to fall behind.
What about traditional music? The genre of traditional music can hardly meet people's current entertainment needs. The market has determined the decline of traditional music, and no one can change this..."
Zhang Qing interrupted Xie Huangbao's words: "The farewell created by Mr. Fang is very groundbreaking. It incorporates elements of traditional music and is still very popular."
Xie Huangbao was a little anxious: "That's a special case! The songs Fang Jin created after that were all divorced from traditional music..."
Zhang Qing raised his hand and interrupted Xie Huangbao's chatter.
Xie Huangbao wanted to add a few more words to let the old man recognize the facts, but when he thought of this person's identity, he stopped talking.
The man in front of me is a real giant, the kind who has the backing of the country.
Zhang Qing sighed and looked at Fang Jin, with a look of sadness on his face: "So I'm very curious, why would someone who can create a farewell song put time and energy into such an impetuous song?"
In music! It’s a waste of your talent!”
As soon as these words came out, everyone present had different expressions.
The two plainclothes bodyguards narrowed their eyes and tensed up.
Van Teren showed an apologetic smile and begged the others not to continue.
Xie Huangbao looked gloomy. He hated it when someone said the word "impetuous" to him. This was a misunderstanding of rock music and a great disrespect. If it weren't for Fan Teren's sake, he would have spoken out against this person.
The old man's head was raised.
So what if you are Zhang Qing? It’s not like I haven’t beaten anyone who is better than you. Otherwise, why do you think my house is so simple?
Xie Huangbao looked at the two heavy-breathing plainclothes bodyguards behind Zhang Qing, and rationally chose to give in.
This is called respecting the elderly. I’m not afraid of it...
Zhang Xuze looked at Fang Jin immediately, and Fang Jin's attitude was his.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Jin, which made him feel a little awkward. Fortunately, there weren't many people, so it wasn't unacceptable.
Under the gazes of several people, Fang Jin smiled slightly at Zhang Qing and said, "Old sir, what do you think of this farewell song?"
Zhang Qing blurted out subconsciously: "This song vividly expresses the artistic conception and feelings of parting in Xia's traditional culture. It has exquisite lyrics and profound melody. It is the pinnacle of school music. It's very good!"
Fang Jin asked again: "Then do you think there is a better song than farewell?"
Zhang Qing nodded: "There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. There must be some."
"What does that look like?"
Hearing this, Zhang Qing was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, and then shook his head with a smile: "Mr. Fang, you do know how to speak."
A clever guidance directly refuted Zhang Qing's point of view.
Fang Jin was silent and the scene became cold.
Seeing this, Zhang Qing stood up and sighed.
This breath is full of helplessness, sadness, and disappointment.
The mood of several people suddenly sank.
Such a sigh from an old man can sting the competitive heart of young people.
At this time, the two plainclothes bodyguards in the back began to whisper.
Bodyguard A: "It's started, it's started."
Bodyguard B: "Shh, keep your voice down..."
I saw Zhang Qing slowly walking to the window and reaching out to hold the window sill.
The old man bent his back and said in a lonely tone: "Children, I am all about to die..."
Fang Jin looked at him quietly.
Xie Huangbao and Zhang Xu swallowed at the same time.
Van Teren's eye circles suddenly turned red.
Zhang Qing began to talk about his life's struggle for traditional music. It was vivid, relaxed, eloquent, tear-jerking, touching, touching, deafening, and shocking...
This effect will never be achieved if you don't talk about it dozens of times in advance.
Fang Jin and others were mesmerized by what they heard, and stood there blankly, looking at Zhang Qing with admiration.
The two plainclothes bodyguards at the back started whispering again.
Bodyguard A: "There is progress. What I said was better than last time."
Bodyguard B: "It's very confusing. I've heard it so many times that I almost believe it..."
Zhang Qing stood in front of the window, his back turned to several people.
He raised his head, looked at the sky, and said in a slightly crying tone: "... But children, I can't see the future of traditional music. It has been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years.
Things, such beautiful things, should be allowed to be heard by our descendants. We can’t just throw them into the trash can just because we are tired of hearing them!”
Several people were silent, and a breath of silence infected several people.
Our ancestors’ belongings cannot be thrown away by us!
Carry forward traditional music! Who else but me!
Zhang Qing turned around, tears streaming down her cheeks: "Tell me, is this true?"
Several people nodded firmly: "Yes!"
Zhang Qing raised his feet, walked slowly to several people, and said one after another: "You are Xie Huangbao, the number one rock and roll man!"
Xie Huangbao closed his eyes with a serious expression.
Zhang Qing walked up to Fan Teren: "You are Fan Teren, the most popular person!"
Van Teren nodded solemnly.
Zhang Qing walked up to Fang Jin: "You are Fang Jin, the all-around creator!"
Fang Jin's eyes were firm and he remained silent.
When walking in front of Zhang Xu, Zhang Qing tilted his head: "You..."
Who are you Kiba?
Zhang Xu lowered his head and cried very sadly.
sorry……
I don't deserve to live in this world without achieving anything...
"It doesn't matter who you are!" Zhang Qing waved his hand: "You are all outstanding children. I believe that if it were you, you would be able to carry forward traditional music! Let the glory of Xia Kingdom return to the top of the world!"
Several people were excited: "Yeah!"
Zhang Qing shouted loudly: "Do you have confidence?"
Several people howled: "Yes!"
Zhang Qing shouted louder: "Louder! I can't hear you!!"
Several people shouted: "Yes!!"
Zhang Qing nodded with satisfaction: "Okay! Very energetic!!"
The two plainclothes bodyguards in the back were whispering.
Bodyguard A: "This wave is easier to fool than the ones in the previous wave."
Bodyguard B: "Don't you see who these are? The enthusiastic Xie Huangbao, the respected teacher Fan Tren, the shy and simple Master Fang... Who is that one?"