There are some unknown musicians who often disturb Zhou Yang under various names.
At the same time, some domestic and foreign media did not stop. As long as they caught Zhou Yang, they would swarm around him as if they were seeing something rare.
Zhou Yang took the trouble to talk about his feelings about coming to Vienna, but when the media asked Zhou Yang his views on Chinese music, Zhou Yang chose to remain silent.
There are some things he can say, and there are some things he feels he can't say.
Hustle and bustle seemed to be Zhou Yang's main theme these days. Amidst the repeated sounds, Zhou Yang felt that he had lost his freedom.
An Xiao is not with Zhou Yang.
She said she was accompanying An Zhibin and Tang Xiao to take various wedding photos in Vienna, but she spent most of her time in the temporary office, dealing with some domestic matters in China, and followed the reporters to the Golden Hall whenever she had time.
, helping with various media work, and at the same time reporting his situation in Vienna to the country from time to time every day. As a public official, although it is official duty in a sense and promotes Chinese music and art, there are still many problems.
limits.
"Director Feng, it depends on the market situation now..."
"..."
"There are several Hollywood movies to be released in the second half of the year. You also know that after "Jaws" and "Men in Black" are finished, other movies will have to be released according to the contract plan..."
"..."
"Director Feng, I didn't mean to say anything else, but it turns out that the box office of our export movies in China this year has increased by nearly 200 million U.S. dollars compared with last year..."
"..."
October 12th.
It started to rain lightly in the sky in Vienna.
An Xiao was talking on the phone by the eaves and looking out the window. Although the voice on the phone was very dull, An Xiao couldn't help but flash a smile on her face.
The burden on my body seemed to be lighter at this moment, and the big stone in my heart finally fell.
Eleven days after the release of "Sniper Phone Booth", the total box office in China has officially exceeded 270 million, and the total overseas box office has reached 40 million US dollars.
Ten days after the release of "The Youth We Chased Together", the total box office in China just exceeded 230 million. Although the total overseas box office is not particularly good, it is still around 7 million US dollars.
At the beginning of October, the box office of the two movies had reached 500 million. This year's box office task of 900 million seems to have no suspense.
Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that she sees that the domestic director circle is gradually becoming clearer, and the era when the older generation of directors covered the sky with one hand no longer exists.
Feng Minmin personally called her to talk to her about some movie scheduling matters, which proved that the older generation of directors from the China Directors Association were already anxious.
The movie "Our Country" was released later. Due to the film schedule and the busiest days of the National Day Golden Week, the box office performance of the main theme movie "Our Country" was not particularly good, but the attendance rate was very good.
High, to a certain extent, if this movie is released on October 1, the box office on the opening day will definitely not be lower than that of "Phone Booth".
but……
How can there be so many ifs in this world?
An Xiao did not give Feng Ruijin the so-called step down, nor did he promise anything. Everything was business.
The so-called step is to use one's own privileges.
Even Zhou Yang is unwilling to ask for privileges, and even cancels the so-called support and other benefits in order to enable himself to work better. Why should they give them privileges?
"Director Feng, I know you are in a hurry, and I also know the situation, but there is really nothing you can do about this matter. You can go to Xu Chu and see how Chu will handle it..."
When An Xiao said this, the other end of the phone finally fell silent.
Then he hung up the phone silently.
……………………
Zhou Yang was like a bystander, or rather a spectator, watching the rehearsals of the two saxophone songs "Wedding March" and "Going Home".
When conductor Qiao Yu came to Zhou Yang and asked Zhou Yang with a smile what suggestions he had for the symphony rehearsals, Zhou Yang could only praise him.
This year he has learned a lot about symphony. He can naturally understand symphony, but only in understanding. In other aspects, he is still a beginner...
He has no idea.
The evening of October 12th.
When the last symphony sounded, in this symphony, Zhou Yang looked at An Zhibin, who was in suits and leather shoes, and Smiling, and An Zhibin, who was wearing a wedding dress and smiling on his face, appeared on the stage specially built for them. Zhou Yang only felt beautiful and happy.
romantic……
This is a unique wedding.
The Chinese Symphony Orchestra and many world-class musicians will be on the stage, watching the two people slowly walk through the corridor, declaring that they are together under the spotlight.
Like a short stage play...
An Zhibin didn't like this method very much. He was relatively conservative and felt that it was too sensational and the feeling of being in public made him very uncomfortable. However, Tang Xiao strongly insisted on this and even postponed the wedding to hold such an event.
A unique wedding.
"A formal wedding can be held in China. It is very meaningful to hold such a wedding here... Moreover, this is the first time that the Chinese Symphony has truly appeared on the sacred stage of Vienna, which is of very historic significance, and
We are also part of this historic significance..."
"An Zhibin, this "Wedding March" is the symphony your brother-in-law Zhou Yang wrote for us. Do you understand it or not?"
"I don't care anyway!"
"..."
The two negotiated for a long time, but An Zhibin finally couldn't hold Tang Xiao back and finally nodded in agreement.
After Zhou Yang watched the last rehearsal, he had some feelings in his heart, and there seemed to be another voice playing continuously in his mind.
This is not that he "plagiarized" the music of the original world, it is a continuation of the melody that Zhou Yang played when he played the piano.
Maybe I can actually create some great music myself...
When this idea appeared in Zhou Yang's mind, he suddenly laughed to himself.
What are you thinking about?
You just copied some music from the original world, do you really think of yourself as a music master?
Despite his self-denial, he still took out the notebook he carried with him and recorded the melody in his mind.
Then, he lowered his head again, and after remembering the "Wedding March", he quickly wrote down some of the melodies and notes of the "Symphony of Destiny".
six o'clock.
As the sun sets in the west, Vienna begins to feel a little chilly.
The staff and musicians left the Vienna Royal Opera House one after another after rehearsing.
Zhou Yang also stood up and when he was about to leave, he saw several musicians walking towards him.
Zhou Yang looked at an old man wearing glasses and vaguely felt that this old man seemed to be named Barros. He was an internationally famous music connoisseur and was proficient in various musical instruments.
The old man looked at him very sharply. The moment the two of them looked at each other and said hello, Zhou Yang felt as if he was being stared at by a hunting eagle, and he instinctively felt a little uncomfortable.
Then the old man laughed and talked to himself about music...
Zhou Yang felt very uncomfortable and wanted to leave here, but the old man spoke very enthusiastically, and the topics he talked about became more and more high-end.
It was so high-end that Zhou Yang couldn't understand what the old man was talking about. Especially the old man's knowledge of music made Zhou Yang feel like a clown.
Zhou Yang finally understood...
The old man seemed to be extremely aggressive and wanted to expose something in his words.
"No matter how true the lie is, it will be exposed one day. When it is truly exposed, some people will turn into clowns..."
"History will always restore some truth, and those who try to cover up the truth will eventually be cast aside..."
"Especially at the concert in the hallowed Vienna Hall..."
After chatting with Zhou Yang, Barros said some slightly pointed words in English, and his eyes gradually turned from sharp to disappointed.
He has basically begun to characterize Zhou Yang.
When he saw Zhou Yang was silent and a little confused, Barros did not choose to leave, nor was he condescending like a winner. He just looked at Zhou Yang, his eyes becoming extremely sharp.
"Mr. Zhou Yang..."
"Um?"
"Let's be frank, how do these Chinese musicians turn you, an ordinary person who has only a little understanding of music, into a "creative palace-level musician"? I am a very devout person about music.
I hope to see the truth. Of course, in addition to that, I also hope to meet the people behind you...I know what I said may be very rude, but I feel that you are not the original creator of these music," Barros said
This sentence came out.
When Zhou Yang heard these words, his calm heart suddenly began to waver, and the strong uncomfortable feeling made his hair stand on end.
"There is no one behind me, and even if there is, you can't see it..."
"Are they hidden very deeply? Or are they persecuted by you or you? I suspect that some people who are truly talented but have no rights are imprisoned by you. I even think that the inspirational stories you tell to the outside world are all made up.
A lie, there is a huge conspiracy hidden in it... Does this involve some human rights issues?" Barros looked at Zhou Yang and said these words.
Zhou Yang was planning to leave, but when he heard these words, he suddenly stopped and frowned deeply: "Mr. Barros, I hope you can take back what you just said and apologize!"
Several musicians following Barros realized that what Barros said was too much, so they stopped him and apologized for Barros' inappropriate remarks.
Zhou Yang glanced at Barros, didn't say anything, and turned away with an indifferent expression.
"I hope you can prove it in front of everyone, so that I can put away my doubts and solemnly apologize to you, also in front of the whole world..."
After hearing what Barros suddenly said, Zhou Yang stopped and glanced at Barros coldly, not bothering to pay attention to him.
Just at this time……
"Wait a minute, Mr. Zhou Yang, why do you only have some fragments of "Symphony of Destiny"? Is there a complete version?"
"Can I take a second look at that notebook?"
The voice of another old Westerner with white beard and hair came from behind him.
Kenneth, who was sitting in the row behind Zhou Yang, was so shocked by what Zhou Yang wrote that he was immersed in the melody. It took him a while to realize what he was doing, so he immediately chased after him.
Barros' eyes were stunned when he saw the old man.