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Chapter 1287 how smooth(1/2)

Wen Fujiang now leads a team that was formed on the basis of the daytime sorority. It has reduced a lot of its members and only added a few, but the remaining ones appear to be more capable and not filled with such a large proportion of outsiders.

The scene became lively.

Yang Jingxing first flattered the most senior person: "I'm sorry, Mr. Mao, I should have visited you, but I can only wait until you go to Puhai before I apologize."

Perhaps because the camera had been squeezed to the side, Mao Tianchi looked very grand: "It is what I should do to support and support the younger generation, and I will spare no effort. I am very happy to see that Yang Jingxing, as such a young composer, has been recognized by Western audiences.

Excited. When I was in Puhai two years ago, I told our famous young female pianist Miss Yu Xinting that although she was still an ordinary student at Puhai Conservatory of Music at the time, I told her that you will definitely succeed, and I also

I gave her some suggestions. Mr. Yang Jingxing was also there at the time. On the 80th anniversary of Puhai Conservatory of Music, the school warmly invited me. We Chinese talk about fate. Miss Yu Xinting has been fully recognized by the New York Philharmonic. Today, Mr. Yang Jingxing

I have also achieved great success here. I have had pleasant cooperation and exchanges with the New York Philharmonic and conductor Jeromil many years ago. I am very happy and I hope they can do better than me."

Yang Jingxing felt guilty: "Mr. Mao's words put me under a lot of pressure... Don't shoot here, the background of the cold wind is not good either."

Mao Tianchi and several other musicians were quite generous, saying it didn't matter, and they had already filmed it before. However, the female reporter still asked her colleagues to put the guy down, but she didn't avoid it and continued to listen.

The cellist was no longer intimate with his Gru guitar girlfriend at this time, and said with a smile: "Reporter Li is very dedicated. When he saw us, he asked if the concert would retain video data. We all felt that tonight was so...

It’s exciting. This is the only regret. We can only rely on reporter Li’s pen to let more people feel the grand occasion tonight.”

Yang Jingxing was simply horrified: "It's all a compliment, but I can't thank you enough."

The wealthy Chinese businessman was not in vain and wanted to solve the problem: "There will be another show. Let's discuss it with them and let us record the next show. Everyone can brainstorm and contribute some money to sponsor it. It's easy to discuss.

Well, isn’t it!”

The crowd that had gathered around immediately responded enthusiastically, and these ignorant compatriots made a scene that attracted attention, and the musicians and artists seemed to nod in support of the proposal.

"Thank you, thank you." Yang Jingxing smiled along with him: "But I still want to learn from outstanding seniors like Mr. Mao and Teacher Fang. I want to continue to train myself step by step. I can't be proud just because of these compliments. Then I will

I'm sorry."

Mao Tianchi clapped his hands again: "Well said, well said. In my artistic career, I always remind myself not to be complacent. There is no limit to the climb of music art. After one peak, there will be a higher peak!"

Someone from the periphery of the crowd cheered again, which attracted everyone's attention. They saw that they were still two excited people of different races, so many Chinese compatriots responded cheerfully to the composer.

Yang Jingxing took the initiative to speak again: "I really want to thank everyone. You have worked hard today, especially Mr. Mao, and Teacher Wang. I suggest you take Mr. Mao back to the hotel first so that you can have a good rest."

People in the circle nodded in agreement, but made no move to send the old man away. Even Mao Tianchi himself took up the conversation: "I just wanted to say thank you to the musicians of the Puhai National Orchestra for such a wonderful performance.

I feel that giving a deafening voice to Chinese music in such a performance is no less than a successful solo concert held by us Chinese performers here, and it is even more memorable!"

Regardless of whether individual performers have been held here before, a group of musicians still agreed with the veteran's words. The folk music performers are of course honored and humble, and they must also thank their compatriots for their support.

Wen Fujiang was finally able to speak, and he still had a leadership style: "On behalf of the Puhai National Orchestra, I would like to thank all the compatriots, and sincerely thank all the relatives! Because we have such relatives coming to see us, we have more confidence on the stage and can

Make Director Yang’s work better. It’s not the first time for many of us, including myself, to come to New York, but the feelings I’ve had these past few days are so different. I feel so warm, and my relatives are so enthusiastic. Once again

Thank you everyone!"

The Chinese people were polite, as they should be. The wealthy businessman who was also the leader, composer and performer said: "I went back to China twice to find my relatives. In 1986 I went with my parents as a child, and in 2003 I took my own child with me.

Go, every time I get off the plane and step onto the land of China, I feel that kind of emotion...I feel the same way today, in my heart!" As he spoke, he patted his chest and shook his head.

People around them all agreed to please the rich people, and even looked more dignified. The leader of the cultural group also seriously and sincerely invited wealthy businessmen to Puhai to be guests of the Chinese orchestra, and even invited everyone to return to the motherland to have a look: "...I have

I would like to suggest that everyone keep tonight’s program or ticket stubs, and you can exchange them for tickets to our Chinese orchestra’s concert as soon as you arrive in Puhai, which will be valid for a long time.”

This is called power and courage, and a large circle of people immediately admired him happily. Yang Jingxing was also happy that he could change. The people gathered around seemed not to be cold anymore, and the female pipa player only wore a thin coat outside the performance clothes.

The host was as brilliant as he was on the stage: "If you have the opportunity, you can also go and see Director Yang's alma mater, Puhai Conservatory of Music. Many famous performers and composers came from there, including our teacher Li, and

Many teachers of the orchestra, as well as our very popular 306 Orchestra, Director Yang has created many wonderful and beautiful pieces of music for them."

Wen Fujiang nodded: "Yes, the 306 Band is already famous in China. It is a group of outstanding and talented girls who are the pride of folk music!"

With Chinese musicians as witnesses, the audience became more expectant and full of imagination. Some people expressed their determination to go back and have a look. It was really a three-day trip today. Not only each other, but also the white people were still unfinished. This is not

Everyone has collected a lot of evidence for talking nonsense.

Don't talk too much, let the senior experts say it first. World-renowned pianist Mao Tianchi said in a matter-of-fact way: "The enthusiasm of the audience today is extraordinary, especially for such a bold new work to have such a warm response.

Maybe many people didn't foresee it, but I wasn't surprised. After listening to the second movement, I told people around me that this symphony would definitely be recognized by the audience..."

The middle-aged Puyin alumnus made full use of Mao Tianchi's pause time: "The degree of control is very good. The work first gives the audience a sense of intimacy, with something they are familiar with, and then comes up with something fresh, and then shows the beauty and connotation of folk music."

and power. The third movement is very shocking and completely conquers the listener's ears. The work grasps the step-by-step process very well."

Another alumnus who has changed his career to become a civil servant in the San Francisco city government has not forgotten his roots: "I think what is more important than the superficial shock is the self-consistency of the logical structure of the work and the persuasiveness. It cannot just rely on strength, but more importantly

Only by making the audience accept and convince them can we get such heart-felt conviction and praise.”

"Praise, praise!" A middle-aged woman with permed and curly hair who completely retained the temperament of a market lady shouted from the outside: "It's so complimentary, foreigners say it's a Sailing body, Emei Zeng!"

Everyone laughed.

The middle-aged woman was very encouraged: "It's so honorable. We Chinese are proud to be here today! When we came out just now, the two foreigners talked to us with different attitudes!"

Everyone laughed and enthusiastically provided evidence. They saw and heard subjective, objective and positive aspects. Many people used the long-lasting applause as direct evidence. They were quite strict and wanted to unify the calculation method to determine whether it was true or not.

Eight minutes or ten minutes, and how much of it is given to the composer.

People in the industry will not compare the first half with the second half, and cannot make judgments about different artistic orientations, but those compatriots who join in the fun are good at this, not to mention that the conductor's speeches have obvious weight but are different.

"I felt a little embarrassed afterwards. I couldn't even go see those two foreigners." The middle-aged woman's haha ​​could be heard throughout the art center.

These middle-aged women dare to rule the art center, and they are becoming more and more liberal: "Look at us, we are tall and handsome, no matter how we look at it, we can have face!"

"Let's take a photo together?" It was simply frivolous: "Young handsome guy." He was also shy.

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay."

People in the industry also showed enough tolerance towards these outsiders, leaving room for Yang Jingxing to be photographed surrounded by several middle-aged women.

Fortunately, people outside the industry also understand: "Keep your voice down, don't embarrass the composer!"

Yang Jingxing chuckled: "No, you gave me face."

There were quite a few people giving face to the group composer, but despite the excitement and excitement, everyone did not forget to respect the old and love the young. The successful Puyin alumni also stepped back in time to allow an old man to move smoothly to the innermost circle.

The old man who squeezed into the inner circle was younger than Mao Tianchi. He was wearing a jacket that was two sizes too big and should have been designed for young people. However, the old man's temperament did not look like a trend-seeker. He asked the group leader to speak.

He also seemed more restrained in his speech: "Thank you for your hard work, leader."

Wen Fujiang was really embarrassed: "It's not hard, thank you."

The old man nodded, turned to the composer and took two steps closer: "Young man, are you in your twenties this year?"

Yang Jingxing responded enthusiastically: "I am twenty-two years old." The women were full of admiration.

The old man said seriously: "I am sixty-two. I have been living for more than thirty years since I was twenty-eight. It is hard to describe...the older I get, the more I miss home."

Yang Jingxing nodded and smiled: "Don't worry, my family is fine."

The old man looked both ways: "It's the first time I've entered this place. My daughter and the others didn't have time to ask me to come."

In front of so many people, Yang Jingxing would say: "Are you alone? Please pay attention to your safety at this late hour."

The old man raised his finger in the general direction: "subway, there is..."

There were many enthusiastic people, who not only reassured Yang Jingxing but also asked where the old man's home was, maybe he could drop by.

The old man was afraid that the talk would be taken away from him: "You have come all the way, and I have nothing to entertain you..."

Director Wen comforted: "Old man, you are very polite. Coming to the concert is the best hospitality."

The old man looked at the musicians tonight and wanted to shake hands with the composer: "It's a pity that my daughter and son-in-law are not free. They are very busy and have several jobs."

Yang Jingxing took the old man's hand and said, "Next time, your family is welcome."

The old man nodded vigorously: "I will definitely ask them to come. I am happy and proud in my heart!"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Thank you."

The old man pondered for a while and began to recite the lyrics in a low voice, but it sounded a bit like singing: "A big river has wide waves, and the wind blows the rice flowers floating on both sides..." It was so ugly and yet so efficient that it moved him to tears.

The surroundings became more solemn, and even the woman doing the curling agreed: "I have only been here a few years, and the conditions are not bad. I can't help it..."

A middle-aged man also joined in the fun and told the composer: "We just told the camera that every Chinese feels great pride today, and we must invite more friends to come together next time!"

Reporter Li, who captured the material closely, confirmed and nodded: "Everyone was very excited, and what they said during the interview was very touching."

Yang Jingxing nodded his thanks, but first he cared about the old man going home early and grabbing a good job: "I'll see Mr. Mao off first."

Wen Fujiang didn't mind: "You send Mr. Mao off first, I'll come here..."

But it took some time for the relatives to say goodbye, and the Chinese-speaking media who had been waiting for so long couldn't leave empty-handed. They could at least ask the composer to leave an email or something to conduct a remote interview. Teacher You is still good.

He was brave enough to explain Director Yang's personal habits to the media, and the BBC was no exception.

Reporter Li from CCTV also helped Yang Jingxing out of trouble, but it was not all out of loyalty. Her statement was more euphemistic: "I still have some ideas that I would like to share with you. There are too many good materials, and I don't know what angle is better to break into."

"

Yang Jingxing racked his brains: "Is it okay at six o'clock tomorrow morning?"

Reporters are dedicated and available anytime, anywhere.

After leaving aside the group of laymen, there are just a few so-called musicians and artists who know each other well. There is no need to be too pretentious. The schoolmate asked Yang Jingxing: "Chen Qunguan doesn't have time this time? You seniors and brothers have a good relationship."

Yang Jingxing: "I dare not say that. I was very scared before. The more seniors come to support me, the more scared and contradictory I become."

The cellist encouraged: "It's a shame to call Director Yang after tonight. I think he should be upgraded to at least one level."
To be continued...
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