Superstars of Tomorrow

After the first song, Xue Jing looked at the expressions of the old friends next to him, and let go of his hanging heart.

Although he had seen the music score of the first song before, Fang Zhao was also confident, but he was also worried about the quality of the official performance. Now it seems that it is as expected.

very good.

Several old people who came with Xue Jing also started talking in low voices.

"If the quality of the next few songs is the same as this one, you apprentice, be sure!" One person smiled at Xue Jing.

"Not an apprentice, really not! You can only be considered a student." Xue Jing quickly waved his hand. He didn't teach Fang Zhao much about music creation, he just gave pointers occasionally and pushed behind him to make Fang Zhao's development smoother, far from being called "Master".

For them, the nature of "apprentice" and "student" is still different. Anyone who has taught can be regarded as a student, even those who have only listened to their class can also be called their students. . But "apprentice" is the kind who is accepted under the sect and teaches knowledge, thoughts, behaviors, theories, etc., all of which are inherited.

Therefore, Fang Zhao can only be regarded as a "student" of Xue Jing, but not an apprentice.

However, even "students" have relatives and estrangements. Everyone in the circle knows Xue Jing's attitude towards Zhao. That's better than being an apprentice!

"Old Lin, what's the matter, my student is not bad." Xue Jing said to the person next to him with some complacency.

The old man sitting next to Xue Jing used to be the president of the Huangzhou Music Association. He is a few years younger than Xue Jing and is over 150 years old this year. He is Xue Jing's junior and is from Huangzhou. This time, Xue Jing pulled her over to listen to Fang Zhao's concert.

Lin Xun looked away from the background image of the stage, thought for a while, and said, "This little guy is different from what I imagined. Many young composers who step into space for the first time like to create music through the orchestra. Transpose, continuously increase the tonality, expand the scale of performance, increase the volume, to express the vastness and beauty of the universe. When I first saw the creative background of this song, I thought he would express it in this way, but I didn’t expect it , he didn't, and focused more on the inner emotional changes."

It's not that it can't be done, but it's not easy. Many newcomers may not be able to perform well in this, but Fang Zhao's works give them the feeling that they are sophisticated!

It's not like what a rookie who is holding a concert for the first time after entering the industry can do it.

"Fang Zhao's works all give people a sense of a strong sense of story. They may not be able to see through the meaning, but the listener often has this feeling. A very powerful little guy!" Lin Xun sighed.

Originally, Lin Xun thought that when he wrote his comments after listening to the concert, he would be more tactful for Xue Jing's sake. But now, Lin Xun feels that...it's not easy to criticize!

People of their level generally don't praise and praise the concerts of the younger generation. They usually give half of the approval and half of the advice. Pointing", that is to say, the focus is still on the latter.

What a headache!

In addition to a playlist, Lin Xun also has a notebook in his hand, which is used to record his impressions during the concert, and after the concert is over, he organizes it into an evaluation and sends it out.

The gap time between each piece of the concert is also to facilitate the discussion and writing of these seniors in the circle.

But now, the notebook in Lin Xun's hand has only a few pitiful words, and he always feels that he wants to write a lot, but he doesn't know what to write.

"Let's do the next one, write more on the next one." Lin Xun thought to himself.

On Barbara's side, after the first song ended, she found that the new message indicator light was blinking. Because the mute was set, there was only an incoming message notification, but no sound.

Click to open it, and there are more than a dozen messages——

Three minutes ago:

"Hey, Barbie, I will go to Weixing next month, and then I will go to the film and television city to find some celebrities and go to Taohuayuan to play together."

Three minutes ago:

"What do you think of the proposal just now?"

two minutes ago:

"Barbie?"

two minutes ago:

"Are you in trouble?"

...

Glancing at the message, Barbara closed the chat window and gestured to the assistant.

The assistant waiting beside hurriedly handed over a notebook, which was dedicated to Barbara's concerts.

Although Barbara also likes to pretend, she is more serious about concerts. As long as it is not a type that she really doesn't like, or a concert with extremely poor quality, she will make some records every time she listens to a concert. Unlike Xue Jing's academic artists, she will analyze from her own preferences and commercial value of music.

Fang Zhao's concert was better than she expected.

Although it is different from the music she usually listens to, it is still acceptable. There is no bloody murderousness and heavy historical atmosphere like the "Hundred Years of Extinction" series of movements.

Barbara doesn't like things that are too heavy, and prefers bright, shiny, or lyrical, fresh, and happy types. It does not matter whether it is classical or modern, whether the rhythm is urgent or slow, as long as it is not too bad, it is acceptable.

And the song "Empty" was within her acceptable range.

Perhaps, this concert can really buy one?

Just as he was about to write something, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, looked up, and saw Sa Luo craned his neck to look this way.

Sa Luo just wanted to see what Barbara was going to write. She was purely curious. Unexpectedly, she didn't see anything, so Barbara gave her a blank look.

Curling his lips, Sa Luo sat back and said to his manager, "Still taking notes when you're at a concert? Crazy!"

When he was a student, he didn't take notes in class. He would enjoy listening to a concert and treat it as a pastime. Why take notes? !

Disappointment!

Different from Barbara's favorite style of music, Salo likes the grand and shocking, murderous and bloody type of movements in the "Hundred Years of Destruction" series, which sounds exciting!

It's okay to be a little lyrical, just don't overdo it.

Salo is not a professional, so he can't evaluate it from a professional point of view, and he never thought about looking at it from a professional point of view. He just thinks that it sounds good to him, and that's enough, and he doesn't care what others think? What he likes, even if it is sprayed by professionals, he will still buy it. If he doesn't like it, even if those people blow it to the sky, he still doesn't take a second look.

For tonight's concert, the first piece is still within the acceptable range.

Salo: "Hey, I think this one is good, I will buy it after the concert is over."

The agent replied: "It's just the beginning. Listen to it later, maybe there is something you like more."

Sa Luo thought for a while, "That's right."

Looking at the playlist, the second song is called "Zh".

"What does Zh mean?" Salo was puzzled, "Why do these artists like to play tricks, can't they just choose a name that is easy to understand?"

The agent whispered: "It is written on the background of the creation that Z is an element symbol, which is the new element symbol called '鉊' in the A-level energy ore that Bai Jixing discovered."

Barbara listened to the conversation between Sa Luo and his agent, and sneered in her heart: "Idiot! Not only illiterate, but also blind!"

The change of lights meant that the second session had started, and Barbara couldn't care less about scolding Sa Luo.

The arena fell silent again.

When the prelude sounded, Barbara's expression changed.

"interesting."

The playing of wind instrument skills seems to be blown into the mine from a gust of wind from outside.

The piano is struck slowly, and at the end of each short melody, the piano sound repeats, just like an echo. In the concert hall, there is a psychedelic feeling that the echo is better than the echo.

When I heard it all of a sudden, I panicked, and felt chilly all over my body, but when I continued to listen, there was a different kind of charm.

Then the clarinet's alto register changes in rhythm, pure and brisk. With strings, the beginning and end are like a masterstroke. The rhythm is very well mastered, such as the active beating of the pulse, the ups and downs of breathing, with a little simplicity and a little psychedelic , there seems to be a kind of mystery that is difficult to detect, such as the unknown and bizarre world under the dark rock face in the background image.

The soft voice of the female voice, warm and romantic, seems to call for the birth of that shining star in the wonderful world under the rock formation!

Lin Xun, who was sitting next to Xue Jing, was staring at the huge image behind the stage in front of him, with a serious face, maintaining a listening posture, as if trying to hear as much as possible from the music, without even looking at the notebook in his hand , until the end of the song, he sighed: "It's very spiritual."

I don't know if I'm talking about the song "Zh" that just finished playing, or the creator Fang Zhao.

One of the old men thought of something, smiled and said to Lin Xun: "Old Lin, the song just now, isn't it a bit like your fugue style?"

"No, I don't think so," the other person shook his head, "The song just now lacked the elegant feeling, but had more penetrating power."

Several other elderly people also joined the discussion.

"When the clarinet leads to a sudden change in rhythm in twenty seconds, I want to give him a high score."

"I'm different from you. I woke up suddenly when the violin sounded for 45 seconds. The sound of the violin added a lot of color to this work." Another person who prefers stringed instruments, especially the violin The old man does not agree with authenticity.

Listening to the voices of old friends talking, Xue Jing's smile deepened. He just wanted these old friends to know Fang Zhao better, and hoped that Fang Zhao could be recognized by these people, which would benefit Fang Zhao's future development.

Before that, when people in the circle mentioned Fang Zhao, they would always talk about the series of movements of "A Hundred Years of Extinction", but Xue Jing wanted these colleagues to know that Fang Zhao can do more, which can be magnificent and passionate, or delicate and soft.

But after Lin Xun said a few words, he fell silent, as if he was thinking about something important.

About half a minute later, Lin Xun sent a message to someone.

He was recently invited to make a soundtrack for a scientific and educational documentary produced by Huangzhou Geographical Channel. There are more than ten episodes of ores. He has not written a satisfactory work for this section, and he has not found a suitable one before. , He felt that Fang Zhao's "Zh" could be recommended to the past. It just so happened that Fang Zhao's song was about new ores and new elements, and it also fit the theme of the more than ten documentaries.

Lin Xun felt that if such a high-quality work was bought by a commercial company, it would be too wasteful. If it was placed in a commercial film and television, it might only appear for a while, and it would not be heard again in the next year.

But high-quality scientific and educational documentaries are different. This kind of "shelf life" is very long, and it is directly stored in high-quality cultural archives. The local TV station's science and education channels or education channels may release it every year, and schools will also broadcast documentary clips during teaching. hear.

Just as literati hope that their words can be passed down through the ages, every composer also hopes that their works can "survive" for a longer time, instead of coming out this year and not being able to hear them next year. In the new century hit by various information explosions, there are not many such opportunities.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt it was a pity, so Lin Xun immediately sent a recommendation message to the production team.

Seeing the message that the sending was successful, Lin Xun finally felt more at ease.

Supplement 9.29