You made me a superstar

Chapter 371 If he dies on stage...

In the past, Zhou Yang thought that the influence of art was just empty talk.

But when he really stayed with these famous musicians and listened to them discussing music constantly, a door seemed to open in Zhou Yang's ignorant mind.

It's a wonderful feeling.

He obviously didn't know what was inside the door, but it seemed as if he was in it, and he heard countless beautiful melodies, and in some beautiful melodies, many things that he couldn't understand before began to be understood one by one, and were understood. Digestion, which finally begins to become exceptionally permeable.

He seems to be "educated" by art.

He felt very happy in it, and even forgot where he was for a while, only knowing that time has passed for a long time accompanied by countless melodies.

When he recovered from these countless melodies, he found that the sax piece "Going Home" became very clear, and the notes of some incomplete parts began to fill in slowly.

It seems to be the kind of epiphany that Buddhists say!
Yes!

But Zhou Yang's epiphany was not so miraculous, it was related to talent, but it was related to some memories of the original world.

"Going Home" saxophone.

Zhou Yang himself has heard the complete version of this song, and the incomplete version is like brainwashing. He has listened to it countless times.

In the coffee shop, when urging customers to leave after the end of KTV, when the school bell rings after school...

The things buried in my mind have been dusty for a long time, and I got a key by chance, which opened the door, plus my own "epiphany".

Everything seems to have become extraordinarily thorough.

Late at night.

The day flies by.

The music masters in the Huaxia National Theater who had dispersed one by one did not disperse.

The students who participated in the chorus stood blankly in the corner at this moment.

They were supposed to be rehearsing "My Motherland" together. They had no intention of rehearsing at the moment, but their eyes were fixed on the red light on the stage.

The red light is like the setting sun, gradually fading away in the afterglow.

Darkness was coming, but it never came.

The students couldn't believe it, but they didn't say a word. As time went by, their emotions gradually became more complicated.

far away……

A dim light shrouded the world-renowned saxophone master Kenneth. Kenneth changed his previous casualness, and his expression was very solemn. He looked at the score, as if his soul had been hooked away, he was deeply trapped in it and remained motionless.

silence.

The huge music hall was as quiet as ever, and people couldn't help feeling a little flustered in their hearts.

But no one wants to be the musical sinner who breaks the silence.

The other side of the light.

Zhou Yang sat quietly, lost in thought while looking at another score, writing something from time to time.

Suona Master Tong Yuan, Sheng School Master Li Luguang, Guzheng Master Wang Zhongjing, Dizi Master Zhou Hongwei...

Everyone looked at him silently.

Zhou Yang and Kenneth have been in this state for more than two hours. During these two hours, the two seem to be completely isolated from the outside world and immersed in their own world.

No one knows how long this state will last, let alone what they will face next.

"These places are wrong!"

At this moment, Kenneth suddenly stood up, breaking the extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Tong Yuan seemed to be taken aback, and then watched Kenneth walk up to Zhou Yang step by step, began to hold the score, and chatted with Zhou Yang about the melody of "Going Home".

"what?"

Zhou Yang seemed at a loss. When he looked up at Kenneth, his eyes were a little dazed.

"These few places need to be changed, the tone is wrong, and the traces of the notes filled in are very heavy, which affects the overall mood of the music. I think this section is very problematic, and I have to use another key..."

"There are still these places, I don't think it's appropriate..."

Kenneth is very serious, unlike the little old man who was greedy for food and fun before. At this moment, his eyes are as sharp as a vulture in the desert. Looking at him, it seems to be able to pierce the heart.

Zhou Yang took over the saxophone score of "Going Home".

Kenneth made numerous revisions to the score, and Zhou Yang was shocked when he saw the revised notes.

He not only made some adjustments to the things he recalled with his brain, but also deeply modified the notes he filled in with the melody, and even helped to edit out those incomplete parts.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar notes in "Going Home", Zhou Yang nodded instinctively.

After seeing Zhou Yang nodding, Kenneth's serious expression seemed to ease a little, as if a certain string was stretched in his heart, which was gradually loosened, and then his eyes became very excited again, holding the saxophone, the impatient emotion seemed to be uncontrollable .

"I'll play it again, you listen, listen, is this the feeling?"

Kenneth's excited voice echoed in the huge concert hall.

"Well, listen!" Zhou Yang nodded again.

He watched Kenneth pick up the saxophone and walk to the center of the stage, as if entering another world.

He bowed inexplicably to the empty seats in the concert hall.

"Teacher, the score..."

"no need!"

Seeing this scene, John Williams hurriedly handed over the sheet music, but saw Kenneth shaking his head and closing his eyes instead.

John Williams was taken aback.

........................

Zhou Yang heard the familiar melody.

Beautiful and touching.

Amid the sound of the melody, Zhou Yang closed his eyes, and episodes of the past emerged in his mind.

Correct!
That's what it feels like, definitely what it feels like.

The beautiful melody was like an elf, echoing in his ears.

It seems to see the distant hometown, the childhood, the fish swimming in the stream, the clear pebbles...

It seemed as if he felt a gust of wind blowing by. After the blowing, he was in a secluded and vast prairie, looking up at the blue sky in the distance.

Master, worthy of being a master!

After listening to the saxophone playing "Going Home" at close range, Zhou Yang realized the beauty and splendor of music.

not far away……

There was a buzzing sound in Tong Yuan's mind.

There are many incredible things in this world, but there are more incredible things in Zhou Yang than she has seen in decades.

A few days ago...

She felt that Zhou Yang was very unprofessional, and even in her heart, Zhou Yang's understanding of music was just a layman's, and any student from a conservatory of music was much better than Zhou Yang.

Although she didn't show it, she would inevitably feel neglect and contempt in her heart...

But now, she only felt her scalp tingling.

Not only immersed in the beauty brought to her by this music, but also feeling shocking.

Perhaps it was under the aura of music, when she looked at Zhou Yang, she felt that Zhou Yang had a mysterious aura...

"Masterpiece"!
Such a word suddenly appeared in her mind, and when this word appeared, it took root in her heart and could not be pulled out for a long time.

The saxophone performance of "Going Home" is over.

No applause.

She suddenly felt lost, and felt extremely reluctant in her heart.

The way she looked at Zhou Yang became more and more excited.

in fact……

There is no shortage of young geniuses in this world.

Like countless musicians, in fact, when they were teenagers, they showed talents that were different from ordinary people. When they were in their 20s, they had already become famous all over the world. Worshiped by countless eyes...

Which musician who can be famous in the history of music has not become famous at a young age?Which one is the genius of heaven, the son of God?

This idea came to Tong Yuan's mind, and after thinking about it, she began to feel that it was very reasonable.

Genius is also graded.

Some geniuses just have a better memory than ordinary people, a little more prominent than ordinary people.

And some geniuses are no longer the difference between humans, or even the huge gap between humans and dogs.

Tong Yuan's eyes on Zhou Yang gradually became hotter. If such a person is his student, then...

Tong Yuan, who didn't have much vanity before, became extraordinarily vain after thinking of some impossible scenes.

Then she instinctively shook her head.

How could Zhou Yang be his student?

Although I thought so in my heart, pictures emerged uncontrollably in my mind...

"Mr. Kenneth, no, I don't think the last paragraph is right!"

"This melody is not like this!"

Zhou Yang's voice suddenly broke Tong Yuan's fantasy and pulled her into reality.

After "Going Home" was played, there was a long silence.

Zhou Yang broke the dead silence and walked towards Kenneth...

Instead of writing a score, he hummed a melody.

After Kenneth listened to Zhou Yang humming the melody, the saxophone trembled slightly, then nodded even more, and played the song "Going Home" again.

The melody sounded again...

Zhou Yang listened to the melody and closed his eyes.

The memory is getting clearer and clearer, and in the clear memory, he compares it over and over again, relying on his own talent to correct the difference between "Going Home" in the original world and Kenneth playing "Going Home".

finished blowing...

Zhou Yang shook his head, he couldn't find the difference, it seemed that the two pieces had reached an astonishing overlap, but he subconsciously felt that something was wrong!
So, he looked at Kenneth: "Mr. Kenneth, blow it again!"

"it is good!"

Kenneth nodded when he heard the words, his cheeks bulged, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, but he still played the melody.

After blowing once, Zhou Yang shook his head.

"Blow it again? Still not right!"

"it is good!"

Kenneth nodded, as if he had returned to the time when he faced the teacher when he first learned the saxophone.

But at this moment, he is more excited.

He began to get tired gradually, but the blood all over his body was boiling...

"Blow again..."

"it is good!"

Time flies.

The expression on John Williams' face changed from surprise to worry, and finally to nervousness.

Other famous musicians also realized that something was wrong.

Kenneth and Zhou Yang seemed to have become two fanatical paranoids, surrounded by music, constantly fighting against something.

morning...

One o'clock.

two o'clock in the morning...

03:30 AM!
Even John Williams, who was standing next to him, felt tired looking at it, not to mention that Yokenis was blowing over and over again.

He saw that his clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Blow it again!"

"Mr. Zhou Yang, you can listen to the recording..." John Williams finally couldn't help but stepped forward to look at Zhou Yang.

"No, I can't listen to the recording. Music needs a feeling, and I have found that "feeling", and I seem to have found something wrong!" Kenneth shook his head violently.

Although his face was pale, the burning feeling in his eyes became more and more intense, and then he played again.

Tong Yuan looked at Kenneth.

Her face was very frightening.

Nervously out of breath.

She glanced at Chairman Zhang Zunlian.

"If...I mean if...if Kenneth falls on this stage, then we...have all become sinners?"

Zhang Zunlian had a solemn expression.

Tong Yuan did not answer this question.

If Zhou Yang tortured the world-renowned sax master Kenneth to death on the stage, then...

In fact, he couldn't even imagine the consequences.

but……

He didn't dare to go forward to disturb him, for fear of affecting something.

(End of this chapter)