Cultural Scholar: Famous in the World from the Universal History

"What, you want to play "Liang Zhu" at the music exchange meeting?"

When she heard the news, Fang Yueping was surprised.

Didn't Honglu just send a piece for the orchestra to help play it, why did you just rehearse and play the ensemble for a few days, and you thought about asking to use this piece to participate in the music exchange meeting?

Am I not keeping up with the times?

Is the violin concerto of "Liang Zhu" really so magical?

Chen Yening didn't have a superfluous explanation, but directly took out his mobile phone and said:

"This is our live version of the recorded video, and although the radio is not very good, you can take a look at it first. "

"You'll see why we think the way we do. "

Fang Yueping nodded curiously when she heard this.

"Twenty-ninety-seven" turned on at one o'clock, and the crisp sound of the flute came, like a bird chirping happily on the branches, which attracted her at once.

"Can you still use a musical instrument like that?"

Fang Yueping really didn't expect it.

The symphonies of these years were basically imitated from foreign countries, and traditional instruments were rarely used.

Even if traditional musical instruments are used, most of them use the qin, zheng, etc., and the role of the flute is still too small.

I didn't expect Honglu to play the flute.

Thinking about the ocarina, the main instrument he used in "The Original Scenery of His Hometown", Fang Yueping couldn't help but sigh:

"In terms of the use and excavation of musical instruments, he can be regarded as the first person in China!"

Chen Yening nodded.

As a composer, his idea is that the key to how good a composer can be is whether he really knows a few instruments.

Only by understanding the essence and soul of the instrument can we create beautiful and beautiful songs in our hearts.

Of course, this is just a view as a composer and conductor.

After listening to the beginning of the song, Fang Yueping did not continue to listen to it.

Because she knew that Chen Yening was a little anxious, she got back to business and said, "Then have you decided that you want to play "Liang Zhu"?"

Chen Yening replied: "We have been rehearsing and playing in the ensemble for the past few days, and the response has been very good. "

"It's not my opinion alone, it's the opinion of everyone in the orchestra. "

"You don't want to ask us to play for a fee, but we hope to get permission to perform "Liang Zhu". "

Fang Yueping hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I have to ask, but I can't guarantee that Honglu will agree." "

"It's okay, we understand, we're tired of you!"

Fang Yueping didn't say anything, and sent a message directly to Honglu:

"Hello Mr. Honglu, didn't you ask their orchestra to play your piece before, they have already finished playing and have the initial finished product. "

"But they put forward an idea, that is, if they want to play your music at the Haishi International Music Exchange Conference, the copyright fee will be offset by the cost of the performance, I wonder if it is possible?"

Honglu's side quickly replied with a message, "No problem. "

Fang Yueping had a smile on her face.

"How's that?" Chen Yening asked.

Honglu agreed. Fang Yueping said.

"Great!" (Read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

Chen Yening smiled heartily.

Fang Yueping joked: "You usually have a serious face, but I didn't expect you to laugh." "

Chen Yening said: "Why not be happy to be able to play excellent music on a large occasion?"

"And I have a hunch that after we finish performing "Liang Zhu", more and more national symphonic masterpieces will follow, and it will bring a new direction of symphonic creation!"

"No more, I need to tell them the good news!"

After speaking, Chen Yening left in a hurry, just like when he came.

Fang Yueping suddenly suddenly realized: "It seems that the reason why Honglu has been reluctant to release a new song or something for so long is to write a concerto for "Liang Zhu". "

"He doesn't just want to be a composer, he wants to be a composer, a world-renowned composer!"

"After "Liang Zhu" was played at the music exchange meeting, he was half successful.

Although she had time to listen to the full version of "Liang Zhu", just listening to the beginning, Fang Yueping could conclude that this piece is groundbreaking in the current symphony field.

"Master, is this the path of the master......

......

If Qin Wen could know Fang Yueping's thoughts, he would definitely answer, that's right, this is the path of the master.

First use a few pure music to make a name for yourself, and then slowly release some very good symphonies, sonatas and so on.

This is the path of a composer that Qin Wen laid out for Honglu.

"The violin concerto of "Liang Zhu" has come out, will the symphony of "Destiny" be far away?"

Qin Wen smiled, and then took out a copy of "One Hundred Years of Solitude" and admired it.

The new book will be officially released the day after tomorrow, and the collector's edition in his hand is, of course.

And speaking of which, the design of this cover also has his share.

Because the main concept is "a world of one's own, a condensed universe" proposed by Qin Wen.

That is, in a small isolated town, there is a condensed world, all kinds of people in the world, and all the loneliness in the world.

Therefore, 1.2 on the front of the cover uses a star to represent the universe, which symbolizes reincarnation.

A person steps on the earth and looks up at the universe, and the shadow squats down and hugs himself to express loneliness.

Finally, there is a large number of blank images, which are also intended to express a deep loneliness.

Qin Wen turned the first page, and there were no recommendations or comments left by other great writers, but a sentence that Qin Wen specially asked to leave:

"Life has never left solitude and existed alone.

Whether we are born, we grow, we love each other, or we succeed or fail, until the end, loneliness exists like a shadow in the corner of life......"

One hundred years of solitude.

It's not just a hundred years of loneliness!.