The general audience's overall evaluation of this year's Spring Festival Gala program is not much different from previous years.
Crude, forced, plagiarized, no new ideas, fried rice, countless leaks, etc.
An anonymous person even compared four hours to...
But there are exceptions.
The large-scale song and dance program "My Motherland" jointly created by all members of the national team has won almost all praise.
Fang Zongyao also became a hot topic because of his wonderful performance in the piano part.
The wonderful collaboration between the National Symphony Orchestra and the Yanjing Song and Dance Troupe will be remembered by the audience.
The reunion of veteran artists Li Fenghua and Guo Lanying on the same stage has aroused the memory of a generation.
Young people got to know Fang Zongyao, and the older generation reminisced about the past.
Ma Peng also received a lot of support for "My Motherland", and the Xiangyun stage design designed by Yang Xi for this year's Spring Festival Gala was rated as the most beautiful Spring Festival Gala stage in the past five years.
At first glance, it seems that several core figures involved in the program design of "My Motherland" have benefited from the praise this program has received.
But only Qin Jian, who was responsible for the main act arrangement and music supervision, did not receive widespread and excessive attention from the crowd because of this program.
As of 17:00 on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, when the popularity of the Spring Festival Gala is about to subside, Qin Jian's name still has not appeared in the hot searches.
You know, he was on the hot search twice in a row ten days ago.
This situation also shows from the side that classical piano is still in a niche field amid various pan-entertainment phenomena today.
Although there was a classical piano craze in China due to Chopin three months ago.
In other words, even if he won the Chopin Competition, Qin Jian still did not have the influence to cause a sensation among a large number of passers-by just by showing his name in the subtitles.
But it is also reasonable. The focus of the general audience is always the current dynamics gathered on the front of the stage.
Qin Jian did not perform on stage in person.
Of course, insiders still gave great praise to the arrangement of this program.
Because they are in the industry, they know that without a voice, no matter how good the show is, they will not be able to produce it.
The talent Qin Jian showed to the industry this time was more convincing than him sitting at the piano and playing.
After all, he is not the only top performer.
However, it is rare to find an international pianist-conductor who can completely connect a program and resonate with three generations through music creation.
The evening of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.
Qin Jian was eating dumplings at his grandpa's house when a phone call from Ma Peng confirmed this point.
Ma Peng first congratulated Qin Jian on the phone.
"Congratulations, Xiao Qin."
Where to start with this congratulation? Qin Jian thanked him unhurriedly.
"What's the matter, Director Ma?"
Ma Peng briefly explained the origin of the matter to Qin Jian.
"I won't say much about the theme of the event. The theme of this year's cultural performance at this summit is - Suzhou and Hangzhou are the most memorable. For the time being, I only know so much. I don't know how many programs will be arranged, but they have been named above.
, just wait for the notification."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Jian was still wondering why he suddenly had such an extra event in his schedule this year.
The whole family put down their chopsticks when they saw this.
Qin Gang couldn't see Qin Jian's expression, so he asked, "What's wrong?"
Qin Jian paused and said, "Dad, there may be a more important performance that I need to participate in this September."
Qin Gang: "When?"
Qin Jian: "September."
Qin Gang: "Where?"
"Hangzhou."
As soon as Qin Jian finished speaking, Mr. Fang immediately realized a major event this year and gave a thumbs up.
"Qin Jian, come on!"
After leaving his grandfather's house that night, Qin Jian called Shen Qingci on the way home. Shen Qingci said on the phone that he knew it and told him to celebrate the New Year with peace of mind and prepare to go abroad.
"For a performance of this level, you don't need to worry about anything else. When the tasks are assigned, you just need to complete them according to the requirements above. Rehearsals are usually concentrated in the last month."
"Okay Teacher Shen, I understand."
With Shen Qingci's words, Qin Jian was temporarily relieved.
At least the plan to go abroad will not be put on hold.
After arriving home, the four of us played mahjong again.
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Early the next morning, Fang Xuehua woke up the other three people before eight o'clock.
"Get up and eat quickly. We have to leave early. There will definitely be a lot of people going to offer incense today."
Qin Gang came out of the bathroom gasping for breath and said slightly dissatisfied: "We know there are many people today, why don't we go at a time when there are fewer people?"
Fang Xuehua rolled her eyes at Qin Gang and said matter-of-factly: "That won't work. I checked and it's a good day to burn incense."
Qin Gang was speechless.
At this time, Qin Jian also walked out of the bedroom. As soon as he went out, he asked, "Mom, where is the black suitcase I had before?"
Fang Xuehua came over: "We didn't take your box when we moved."
Qin Jian said oh and nodded.
Fang Xuehua: "What's wrong? Are you looking for something? Why don't we come back today to pick it up?"
Qin Jian waved his hand: "It's okay, Mom, don't worry."
After breakfast, Qin Jian returned to the bedroom to tidy up and rummaged through it again. He was sure that the sachet he had obtained before was in the old box.
"Hey, forget it, let's talk about it later."
He originally wanted to see what was written in the sachet before his trip to the Five Dragons Temple today.
At a quarter past eight, the whole family set off in unison.
Qin Gang was driving, Qin Jian was sitting in the passenger seat, and the two women were chatting about skin care products in the back seat.
"Your skin looks particularly good these past two days."
"Really?" Fang Xuehua said with a happy smile. In the past two days, she had been using the skin care products bought by her son, and she really felt that the feeling when applied on her face was different.
He Jingxiao: "Really, ask Teacher Qin?"
Fang Xuehua looked at the driver's seat: "Old man, right?"
Qin Gang wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh: "Yes, Jingjing said yes, so it must be."
"Perfunctory." Fang Xuehua shook his head, "I don't know how to appreciate it."
Qin Jian listened happily, "Mom, if you take good care of yourself like this, I'm sure no one on the street will recognize you as my mother in another two years."
Qin Gang finally couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Your mother."
Not far away, at the foot of Longhu Mountain, there were already many cars parked.
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This place, which is supposed to be full of spiritual energy, inevitably becomes more popular because more people gather there.
Not only are the mountains and the mountains full of tourists, even the pond and peach trees in Wulongguan have become tourist attractions for tourists to take photos and check in.
There are also vendors outside the temple who specialize in exchanging coins.
The vendor said: "Throw coins on the backs of toads in the pool to accumulate virtue."
Some people say it, and some people believe it.
Many people throw them away one by one, not afraid of crushing the toads and letting their virtues be annihilated by the water.
This year, Qin Jian still chooses to be humble.
However, he only threw one coin, and he controlled his force skillfully, and it hit the toad's vest.
He Jing also threw one aside, and accidentally knocked Qin Jian's virtue down.
The two laughed. On the other side of the gym, Fang Xuehua finally waited for the incense.
She took a large stick of incense, burned it under the guidance of the Taoist boy, and inserted it into the incense burner religiously.
She came here for two things today.
One is to return one's wishes.
The second is to ask for another sign.
After offering incense, she took a pile of money and stuffed it into the merit box.
After looking at the people around him, even the "old man" sitting on the cattail grass couldn't help but blink.
The old Taoist took a closer look and suddenly remembered the person in front of him.
moment.
Fang Xuehua stepped onto the futon, and the old man drew lots for him.
Just for a moment.
A long and slender stick fell out and made a crisp 'click' when it landed on the ground.
The old Taoist picked it up and looked at it, and his expression changed.