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Chapter 326 Memories of the Forbidden City

Zhang Qiming, who was already paying attention at the door, saw Liao Yuan arriving and waved quickly: "Xiao Liao, Xiao Liao, come quickly!"

Hearing the sound, the members of the music association who were queuing up to register all raised their heads. When they saw Liao Yuan, they all moved out of the way. Someone shouted, "Hello, Teacher Liao!"

"Teacher Liao is so young!"

"The young man is so handsome, not bad, not bad!"

"This is the grand pianist who is very popular recently. How young is he?"

Everyone's eyes were sparkling. If Zhang Qiming hadn't stopped him, someone might have come forward to give him a hug, a thigh hug, and a touch of immortality.x.

"Teacher Zhang, oh, there are so many people!"

Liao Yuan walked into the conference room and saw that all the elders of the music association, including Ji Shilian, the president of the Piano Association, were present in person. Everyone saw Liao Yuan arriving and stood up to greet him.

Liao Yuan said quickly: "Hello, seniors, please sit down and don't get up. As a junior, I can't afford this!"

Everyone was polite and sat down one by one.

"Xiao Liao, the Winter Olympics is a major event related to the national sports. You need manpower, so you should come early. There are less than four months until the opening of the Winter Olympics. This time is tight. If you come early, we will be better prepared.

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Ji Shilian complained.

Liao Yuan smiled and said: "Four months is still a short time, isn't it?"

"Look at what you said."

Zhao Yuanjing, another president of the Violin Association, said bluntly: "Since the successful bid for the Winter Olympics, it has entered into intense preparation work. The director of the opening ceremony, Zong Yimou, had already started arranging rehearsals two years ago.

That is to say, Director Zong is spoiling you, if it had been anyone else, you wouldn't even be able to play."

Liao Yuan was stunned, then said awkwardly: "Um, I don't know Director Zong!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Who gave you the idea to perform at the opening ceremony of the Winter Olympics?" Ji Shilian asked in confusion.

Liao Yuandao: "Minister Guo Qianguo."

The whole place fell silent.

"Ahem!"

Zhao Yuanjing smiled: "So it was Minister Guo who recommended it. That's right. Why are you so willful? Lao Mouzi doesn't dare to care about the people recommended by Minister Guo, haha!"

The laughter was awkward.

"However, rehearsals are still necessary. You have participated in state banquet performances, played in Vienna and Amsterdam, and have seen big scenes, but these people under your command are different."

Ji Shilian said: "Hurry up and recruit people. There are only a few months left. You can put off all your work and just concentrate on this one thing!"

Except for Zhang Qiming, who is about forty years old, and is still relatively young, most of the other people at the scene are over fifty years old. All the old men and women were extremely enthusiastic, as if they regard this matter as a major event that can be done in the near future.

The screening personnel are also strictly controlled, and relationships are strictly prohibited.

Liao Yuan was also happy to have some leisure time, so according to the requirements in the music score, Liao Yuan and several presidents conducted interviews respectively, specializing in violin, electronic keyboard, jazz drums, ocarina, harp, erhu, hand disc, harmonica, cucurbit flute, etc.

Musician of musical instrument.

Over the course of the whole day, hundreds of people came one after another, but in the end, there were a total of thirty-six people who passed the interview. The youngest was twenty-seven years old, and the oldest was forty-two.

Those who didn't get the interview were not discouraged. Instead, they happily went to Liao Yuan to take a photo with him and discuss it after drinking. They could use the photo as proof when they brag about their skills in the future.

Afterwards, Liao Yuan took out the three boxes of music tapes he had prepared, printed fifty copies of the music scores, and gave one copy to each of the music teachers who passed the interview.

The next day, the Donghai Music Association activated the association's funds and rented a large auditorium for Liao Yuan. The entire orchestra's rehearsals for the past four months were basically completed here.

At the same time, Liao Yuan compressed three pieces of music into mp3 format and sent them to the Olympic bid team.

As for the Olympic bid team, they submitted these three pieces of music to Zong Yimou, the chief director of the opening ceremony, and Guo Qian, the leader of the Olympic bid team who had been concerned about this matter.

Zong Yimou didn't pay too much attention to it. He just waited for the reaction from above. He knew that he couldn't make the decision in this matter.

Soon, the document was issued, and Minister Guo's intention was decided by Zong Yimou.

Zong Yimou was stunned. After thinking for a moment, he understood what Minister Guo meant.

The Winter Olympics is a major event. In terms of professionalism, Zong Yimou deserves to be the first in this kind of international level event. He is from fine arts and visual arts. He has successfully hosted the 2008 Summer Olympics and the famous Korean Winter Olympics. The "Eight Minutes in Beijing" meeting was widely praised around the world.

Although Minister Guo has a high and powerful position, professional matters must be left to professionals.

After receiving the authorization, Zong Yimou opened the email, attached the player to the email, and clicked play.

This piece of music is "Original Scenery of My Hometown", and the main musical instrument in the whole process is the ocarina. The whirring sound made Zong Yimou's hair stand on end, and he was stunned for a while.

Childhood memories can't help but come to mind.

It was a field in late autumn, the sun was setting, and the smoke from the farmhouses slowly drifted away like white ribbons in the breeze.

The ducks were rushing back to their homes in groups, while the children, with their bare feet dancing on the branches, ran wildly in the fields where only rice piles and straw stacks had been harvested.

They dug out loaches, chased frogs, and caught crickets, and their big yellow dogs followed behind them and ran wildly together, never getting tired of it!

Soon, my mother's call came from the distance: xxx, come back for dinner!

"The original scenery of my hometown..."

At the age of sixty, Zong Yimou actually had tears in his eyes.

This piece of music is like a melody that existed in the old days, making Zong Yimou feel more and more precious. The modern hustle and bustle has taken away too many beautiful feelings and exquisite egoism, making everyone polite and indifferent, and there is no relationship between people. Without the guaranteed temperature, you and I are both isolated islands, and no one can escape loneliness.

Perhaps the scenery of your hometown will never fade in your memory, but the so-called "hometown" is mostly just a wishful fantasy. When you go back, it is no longer relevant.

“A city where I can’t take root, a hometown I can’t go back to!”

Zong Yimou sighed.

At this moment, his original grudge against Liao Yuan gradually disappeared. He had listened to "Defend the Yellow River" and "The East is Red", and now he felt more and more that Liao Yuan's talent was unfathomable.

With the music in his ears, Zong Yimou's heart was filled with memories of his home and hometown when he was young.

At this time, his thoughts were all over the place.

That mountain, that person, that thing seemed both clear and blurry at the same time.

In the end there was only a sigh.

Zong Yimou asked his assistant to fill up the wolfberry tea, and then clicked on the next piece of music while drinking the tea.

This piece of music is called "Dawn of Heroes".

Zong Yimou made a movie about heroes twenty years ago, which also received unanimous praise from the international community. It was the beginning of establishing his directorial style. He was born in fine arts and visual design and has a very high awareness of aesthetics. The artistic level is that although the story is poor, the pictures are extremely beautiful. Although the movie was criticized at home, it made Zong Yimou famous abroad.

It can be regarded as a blessing and a curse.

It's just that since the movie "Hero" 20 years ago, Zong Yimou has no intention of making martial arts movies.

Now, listening to this song "Dawn of Heroes" brings Zong Yimou back to his mind again...

Martial arts dreams, how many, as melodious as yours, are gone and never come back.

He sighed.

Click on the next song, "Memories of the Forbidden City".

When the drums of the prelude were heard, accompanied by the melodious electronic synthesized music, Zong Yimou's accumulated anxiety and irritability were instantly taken away, and his tired body and mind seemed to be relieved for a moment.

His whole body was shaken, and he listened carefully, with a look of peace and enjoyment on his face, as if he had found music that fit his soul.

The soundtrack is exquisite, and the notes constantly change the rhythm with the ups and downs of history. The low percussion sounds like ringing the bell of the Yongle Dynasty. The majestic hall covered with glazed tiles in the Forbidden City represents the magnificence and beauty of the Chinese civilization.

brilliant.

At this moment, in Zong Yimou's mind, the ancient and magnificent scenery passed by gracefully, and the pictures of rich civilization turned into musical notes and were displayed one by one.

Just like the surprise when they first met, it was also a sigh that left me speechless.

In excitement, Zong Yimou took action.

"That's it!"——

Thanks to Shan Qingying for the reward. I woke up in the morning and my brain hurt. I didn’t sleep well. I will continue writing. Please give me your monthly vote.


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