Chapter 112: A Crane Rows Above the Clouds in a Clear Sky
Chapter 112 A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky
The exchange meeting is already halfway through.
But the excitement and climax that Qi Ji brought to everyone is still on everyone's faces.
Lilith said: "Qi Ji, your playing technique is very powerful! I feel that many songs can use this technique of yours!"
As a talented composer, she had already begun to conceive the melody in her mind according to Qi Ji's techniques.
Off stage.
Marcus said seriously: "Today, I saw a super musical genius! I was really ignorant before! I really can't believe that there is a musical genius like you in this far away East.
!”
The more Marcus talked, the more excited he became.
This kind of excitement was something that the students from the Bodleian Conservatory of Music behind him had never seen before.
Professor Marcus was so calm in the past.
Even before, when he heard Lilith's famous song for the first time, he didn't show the same expression as he did at this moment!
This Qi Ji actually made the professor lose his temper to this extent?
So what does the song "Reincarnation" played by Qi Ji just now represent?
Seemingly seeing the confusion in everyone's eyes, Marcus stood up, held up the microphone, and said excitedly and seriously: "We are all young people, so we may not understand the meaning of this new technique invented by Qi Ji.
!I have studied piano composition for so many years, and Qi Ji is really the most talented person alive that I have ever seen! Let’s put it this way, within two years, this technique invented by Qi Ji will definitely be popular in the world.
It has spread among the piano playing community! It may even become a fashion!"
"Today, when the development of classical music has come to a standstill, I never expected that I would be able to witness the birth of a genius here!"
Marcus gave Qi Ji and "Reincarnation" the highest praise!
His comments made the students in the audience stunned and looked at each other.
"Oh my God! Is this old man crazy? What are you talking about?"
"Not long ago, what kind of face did he have? Didn't he say that there were no outstanding composers in China? His face changed too quickly!"
"This old boy! But I have to say, Qi Ji's song "Reincarnation" is really nice!"
"It sounds really good! Today's trip is really worth it! Have you recorded the video? I can listen to Senior Qi Ji's performance just now for the rest of my life!"
Qi Ji nodded slightly at Markas's praise, neither humble nor overbearing.
This scene fell into Qiu Zhi's eyes, and the pride in his eyes became even stronger.
Such a student, at such a young age, is able to tolerate humiliation and humiliation to such an extent!
Qi Ji’s future achievements will definitely not be small!
As long as he can maintain this super creative power during this period, Qi Ji will have a place in the future Chinese music scene, and even the world music scene!
When I think about such a student, he actually came from Chaoyang Film Academy and is his own student.
Qiu Zhi's mouth was almost broken with laughter.
Wang Youming silently looked at Qiu Zhi's triumphant face from the side, swallowed his saliva, and had thousands of words in his heart, but they all turned into a sigh.
If you can meet a student like Qi Ji in your career, you will really use up all your energy in this life.
But today.
You can’t let your family take the limelight!
Wang Youming glanced at a male student behind him.
The exchange meeting is still going on.
It’s Hua Taiguang’s turn from Shangjing Conservatory of Music.
Hua Taiguang is 20 years old this year. He was shortlisted for this year's Golden Melody Award for Best Lyricist.
Although I didn't win the prize in the end.
But it also shows his strength.
He stood on the stage, and Yan Xiaojia was also invited out.
The two people respectively expressed some of their own opinions on lyrics.
This attracted everyone in the audience to take notes frantically.
soon.
This brings us to the key point of this link.
The professor in the audience will write the questions, and the students on the stage will write the lyrics!
This is a PK between Beijing Conservatory of Music and Chaoyang Film Academy.
The people at Badley College could only watch.
Because they don't understand Chinese.
The two colleges, led by Yan Xiaojia and Hua Taiguang respectively, had five students each, sitting on the left and right of the stage.
Wang Youming and Qiu Zhi stood in the center of the stage.
Wang Youming looked at the audience and said: "We just had an exchange of compositions, it was so intense! My ears are burning! Now we are competing to write lyrics, and we are all on point! Wen Wu is the first, and Wu Wu is the second!"
Qiu Zhidao: "Not bad!"
This is what the two people said.
But the flames of war were burning in their eyes!
As brothers in the same discipline, the two of them have competed against each other on various occasions and in various forms for so many years.
You beat me, I beat you.
It all hurts so much.
So today, there is only one purpose.
That is to beat the opponent down hard!
Qi Ji sat under the stage.
A good-looking girl timidly handed her a cup of milk tea.
While he was drinking happily, someone in the back row suddenly started booing.
"Qi Ji, come up! Don't you know about Qi Ji's lyrics writing skills?"
"That's right! Qi Ji has to represent our college on stage!"
“I can’t do it without going on stage!”
"Qi Ji, come up quickly! I want to see you show off!"
Qiu Zhi was on the stage, also laughing and waving to Qi Ji.
Qi Ji sat in the corner holding milk tea.
You guys can play, I’ll just sit next to you and drink milk tea!
The lyrics competition has officially begun!
Zhang Jia, the chairman of the student union, brought an opaque box up.
Qiu Zhi reached in and pulled out a piece of paper.
"sidewalk!"
"Our first theme is sidewalks!"
"Give everyone ten minutes to think about how to write about this topic! Students in the audience also come together and look at the word 'sidewalk'. What can you think of?"
Everyone immediately immersed themselves in hard work and began to think hard.
Even the group of foreigners from Badley College who didn't plan to participate were thinking about it in a decent way.
Qi Ji was sitting in the corner, looking relaxed.
Soon, ten minutes passed.
When I went to the Beijing Conservatory of Music, three people suggested that they should write it.
On Chaoyang's side, there were two people.
The five people each read the words they wrote.
There were a dozen professors from many schools sitting under the stage, grading together.
In the end, the lyrics written by Hua Taiguang were recognized by everyone!
He stood up and gestured to everyone.
His face was quite proud.
Yan Xiaojia's face didn't look very good.
The second round continues.
The topic this time is maple leaves.
Finally, there is a female student from the Beijing Conservatory of Music, who writes better and more spiritually.
Wang Youming bumped Qiu Zhi's shoulder gently and said with a smile: "What's going on with your students? They are not in good condition today!"
Qiu Zhi glared at him and didn't answer, but there was a sharp look on his eyebrows.
"Ah! You are not as good as someone who went to the Beijing Conservatory of Music twice in a row? We won't really get beaten this time, right?"
"Don't be so exaggerated, but the other person's expression always seems to make people uncomfortable."
"Hey! I really can't compare to others!"
"How many more rounds are there?"
The third round continues.
This time, it’s still the Beijing Conservatory of Music that writes well!
Especially Hua Taiguang, in this round, the metaphor he wrote about the shade of trees is simply amazing!
Even the students of Chaoyang College... As the home audience, everyone couldn't help but cheer for the visiting team!
Wang Youming smiled and said: "Senior brother, you have four wins in seven games. This time, you are going to lose!"
Go to Beijing Conservatory of Music and get the match point!
Qiu Zhi's face turned a little ugly at this moment.
He looked in the direction of Qi Ji.
This guy, in these three rounds, he hasn't been able to hold back a single word?
This kind of on-site propositional creation is indeed a bit demanding for him!
Wang Youming continued: "It doesn't matter, senior brother, we brothers come and go, today I win first as a respect, but it's not too much, hahaha!"
Wang Youming could not hide his pride!
He is truly his proudest student!
Isn’t this a mockery of Yan Xiaojia, the so-called Best Lyricist of the Golden Melody Award?
A true master of writing lyrics needs to have continuous and stable output ability!
Hua Taiguang said on behalf of the Beijing Film Academy: "I accept it, everyone! After all, our Chaoyang Film Academy mainly teaches acting! So it is completely understandable that we are a little bit behind in writing lyrics! If you have anything you want,
Wherever you study, you can go to my teacher, Professor Wang Youming!"
What Hua Taiguang said was very helpful to Wang Youming.
It is also very useful for those who go to Beijing Conservatory of Music.
Because in the first half of the year, their acting department was also ridiculed by Chaoyang Film Academy.
At this moment, I returned.
Yan Xiaojia glanced at Qi Ji, who was sitting next to him calmly, and said angrily: "I said big star, we are being bullied, why don't you take action?"
Qi Ji: "You were bullied and you asked me to avenge you? Fight back yourself!"
Yan Xiaojia was knocked back by Qi Ji's words.
I saw Qi Ji and Yan Xiaojia whispering.
Hua Taiguang, who was still talking eloquently at this time, frowned.
When Qi Ji was speaking, he didn't listen carefully to what he said, but was "deserting".
This made him feel very uncomfortable.
So he said: "Hello Qi Ji! You should also participate in our event today, right?"
Qi Ji smiled and shook his head.
"But you are sitting on this stage! If you don't participate, you are disrespecting your alma mater!"
Hua Taiguang also emphasized the word "disrespect" with an accent.
The students in the audience immediately started whispering.
"Damn this guy from the Beijing Conservatory of Music! Why are you so pretentious! Qi Ji, beat him up!"
"But, I think there is nothing wrong with what people say! Qi Ji is sitting on the stage, just like an old man! This is an opportunity for many students to go up and show their faces!"
"You're right! Qi Ji thought he was a little famous, but now he's gone! This is the time to fight for reputation for our college!"
"Are you right? Ren Qiji didn't write suitable lyrics in the first three rounds. Is there a problem?"
Qi Ji licked his lips when he heard Hua Taiguang's words.
I don’t want to use the entire earth’s resources to oppress you.
You're such a good guy, why don't you come out and show off on your own?
Seeing Qi Ji's silence, Hua Taiguang became even more proud.
This must be because Qi Ji didn't dare to speak due to his amazing performance just now, right?
"Actually, it doesn't matter. If Qi Ji really can't write it, it's understandable. After all, the difficulty of on-site propositions is actually still very difficult if you don't have special training."
This is so weird.
Qi Ji originally felt that he was a bit bullying on this stage.
But what this kid said, Qi Ji couldn't bear it anymore.
He smiled faintly and said: "Let's continue. Aren't there four wheels behind us? Why are you so anxious?"
Qi Ji finally spoke, with confidence in his eyes.
Yan Xiaojia glanced at Qi Ji, with a strange look in his eyes.
When Xue Pingping heard this, he immediately said to a classmate next to him: "That's right! Why are you so anxious? That guy who went to Beijing Conservatory of Music must be a fool!"
"Qi Ji's performance can be called a person who has seen strong winds and waves!"
"I always feel that Qi Ji's words are really unfounded!"
The PK of writing lyrics has come to the fourth round.
This time, Zhang Jia held the box and came to Marcus: "Professor, would you like to draw one?"
Marcus sat and watched the play with great interest.
He had already known about the grudges between Qiu Zhi and Wang Youming.
Even a few years ago, at a concert abroad, he saw something even more intense than today.
That time, it was these two people who fought in person.
The scene, "bloody and bloody," was unbearable to watch.
Marcus finally pulled out a "Winter".
The word winter can be regarded as a common season in lyrics.
When it comes to winter, what everyone thinks of must be snow.
As soon as Hua Taiguang saw the word "winter" coming out, he showed a proud expression.
He has done this problem before.
Even the poem he wrote was shown to Wang Youming, who was full of praise and thought it was very innovative.
He and Wang Youming looked at each other, and Wang Youming also had a "very good, very good" expression in his eyes.
Wang Youming obviously also thought of his poem!
then.
Huatai Guang started writing on it and finished it in less than a minute.
Then he quietly watched other people pick their heads, looking calm and composed.
His speed really shocked the people in the audience.
"So fast!?"
"Wocao! He doesn't even need to think about it!"
"He must have written similar lyrics before, so!"
"Oh my god! Looking at how confident he is, I feel like our fourth round is in danger again!"
Yan Xiaojia wrote five sentences silently.
But it was erased silently.
She has written about winter before.
Two of the lyrics are quite good.
But she wants a new work today.
She couldn't write it at the moment.
Her current state is that the more she wants to write, the less able she is to write.
At this time.
She saw Qi Ji writing.
Qi Ji only wrote four lines.
At a glance, the battle is pretty neat?
Just four sentences, no more?
Qi Ji dusted off the black and white writing on the paper and felt that writing these four sentences was a bit like using a cannon to kill mosquitoes.
Two of the five people from the Beijing Conservatory of Music wrote it.
The first student finished reading.
Everyone cheered.
“Well written!”
“It’s really interesting!”
“It’s okay!”
Everyone here at Shangjing Academy was rejoicing and everyone performed very well!
Then it was Hua Taiguang’s turn:
"It's a blizzard day,"
"Weather forecasts are very sensitive,"
"A station with pedestrians in groups of twos and threes,"
"A lone shadow lurks among them,"
"..."
Hua Taiguang used just over a hundred words to describe a narrative story about a killer who took someone's head on a snowy night.
Very picturesque!
In the audience, someone cheered!
"Good! It's so well written! It's like watching a suspense story!"
“It’s really good! It’s so picturesque!”
"This is not a narrative lyric that a student can write at all! It's so awesome!"
Wang Youming chuckled and said: "Haha, senior brother, I accepted it!"
Professors from other colleges also looked at Hua Taiguang with great relief.
I feel that this kid will definitely achieve great things in the future.
Now, all the pressure came to Qi Ji.
All eyes in the audience were looking at Qi Ji.
Because Qi Ji is the only one from Chaoyang Conservatory of Music who has written it.
Qi Ji walked to the center of the stage.
Hua Taiguang looked over from a distance. There seemed to be only four sentences on the paper in Qi Ji's hand?
That's it?
Was this forced together?
Yan Xiaojia also pressed her forehead silently, feeling that she might not be able to see the scene later.
Qi Ji coughed, and without further exaggeration, he started to read:
"Thousands of mountains and birds fly away,"
Just five words and a chilling scene suddenly filled everyone's hearts.
There is something!
Qiu Zhi's eyes lit up, and immediately the stone in his heart relaxed.
As soon as the words Qi Ji came out, he immediately felt that something was unusual!
Very unusual!
Wang Youming immediately sat up straight, his expression changing from playful to serious.
Hua Taiguang had already sat down, but when he heard Qi Ji's first sentence, he immediately stood up and stared at Qi Ji.
"Everyone's trace will be wiped out."
Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have been wiped out!
What a picture this is!
This is a vast expanse of white!
These two sentences by Qi Ji are so well written!
Yan Xiaojia's mouth opened slightly, and her brainwaves were shocked.
The image Qi Ji gave her with these two sentences was beyond her imagination.
It surpassed all the sentences about winter and heavy snow that she had ever read before.
Qi Ji took two steps forward and continued:
"Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow."
Four sentences.
Twenty words.
Qi Ji finished reading.
The whole place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Is this a word?
Is this a lyric written by a student?
Is this fucking poetry?
What a picture!
Loneliness and loneliness, in just 20 words, hit everyone.
It circled back and forth along everyone's auricles, and then rushed all the way into the brain, like turning into the coldest snow, instantly freezing everyone's shocked eyes.
"Wocao!! Qi Ji writes so well!!"
"Twenty words! Not even a word about how heavy the snow is! But the picture is so good that it fills my eyes!"
"Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow!"
"Is this still a lyric? If you say this is a poem written by ancient people, I am willing to believe it!"
Yan Xiaojia clenched her fists tightly and her lips turned a little white.
Qi Ji's writing power was so terrifying! In just 20 words, she wrote a picture that she had never written in the past twenty years!
Hua Taiguang sat weakly on the chair. Although Qi Ji only read "Jiang Xue" once, it echoed countless times in his mind in just a few seconds.
Wang Youming opened his mouth and gasped for air.
These four lines of Qi Ji's poems already made him breathless!
Qiu Zhi applauded, bumped Wang Youming's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, how is Qi Ji's writing? Can it catch your eye?"
The translator who was translating for Badley was stunned for a moment. He didn't know how to translate Qi Ji's four sentences to Marcus and others.
He couldn't translate the deep loneliness in these four lines of poetry.
even.
He believes that this kind of emotion can only be expressed using Chinese characters!
English cannot express such emotions!
The professors who graded it no longer hesitated at this moment.
Everyone chose Qi Ji!
Under these four lines of Qi Ji's words, Hua Taiguang's words were like a spark that was instantly annihilated.
Qi Ji returned to his position.
Several people squeezed Qi Ji's shoulders excitedly and complimented: "Senior Qi Ji, you are really awesome!"
"Really strong!"
"Wow! Senior, you are so handsome!"
Yan Xiaojia was also very excited.
But she seemed very reserved and just looked at Qi Ji silently, with a strange look in her eyes.
Qi Ji's four short sentences had already conquered her with his strength in an instant.
Qiu Zhi asked: "Qi Ji, although your poem only has four lines, it is already very complete! Do you have a name for these four lines of poetry?"
Qi Ji nodded: "Let's call it "Jiang Xue""
""Jiang Xue"? What a great name!"
"To be honest, this is a complete ancient poetry! Qi Ji is such a master! No wonder he can create the Chinese style! This ancient poetry is extremely accomplished!"
"Qi Ji standing on the stage is unfair to everyone!"
"Senior Qi Ji is so strong! Keep going! I want to hear senior write poetry!"
The fifth round begins.
The title of this round, chosen by Qiu Zhi, is "Autumn".
Go to Beijing Music here.
Only one person wrote it.
Not Huataiguang.
His Taoist heart had been broken by Qi Ji.
At this moment, he was still sitting on the chair, taking his time.
This side of the morning sun.
Qi Ji and Yan Xiaojia both wrote it.
Yan Xiaojia was the first to stand up and said, "I'll read it first. If you read it first, I'll be embarrassed to read mine!"
After Yan Xiaojia finished reading, he immediately received applause from everyone.
A very decent lyric.
She constructed something very atmospheric through common images of autumn.
At this time.
Not knowing who it was, he suddenly called Qi Ji.
The next moment, the whole audience shouted: "Qi Ji!"
"Qi Ji!"
"Qi Ji!! Hurry!"
"Qi Ji, I want to see you show off!"
"Qi Ji, I want to hear you read poetry!"
The students were all excited.
You haven’t heard enough of the song “Jiang Xue” just now!
Qiu Zhi stopped sitting. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to take a picture of Qi Ji's next scene.
Xue Pingping's cell phone is about to run out of battery, and he is getting angry now, but he doesn't want to miss Qi Ji!
Qi Ji once again stood at the center of the stage.
"Autumn has been a sad and lonely time since ancient times."