You made me a superstar

Chapter 434 What, what!Vienna?
It was four o'clock in the afternoon.

The yard is still bustling with activity.

After returning from her studies, Han Yan, who was supposed to be the focus of everyone's attention, seemed a little disappointed at this moment, sitting on the edge of the yard and watching one after another.

In the end, George did not play the "Wedding" piano piece. Compared with George, everyone seems to be more inclined to talk about Zhou Yang.

Especially those teachers in the music circle, they sometimes expressed regret, sometimes lost, and sometimes sighed, but they generally expressed great expectations for Zhou Yang's works.

Han Yan couldn't figure out why...

There was a huge gap in her mood when she returned to China this time, as if a bright pearl was covered with dust, and everyone was attracted by the white stones by the stream.

She had naturally searched for Zhou Yang's information.

On Baidu Encyclopedia, all kinds of news about Zhou Yang's materials are basically about the box office of the movie, what records were created, and what milestones it became...

Or what Zhou Yang has done recently, or even some lace scandals with Song Qianqian...

She checked very carefully, and naturally found a lot of Zhou Yang's music works. She also listened to music works with George. To be honest, except for the slightly tasteful song "My Motherland", which echoes some ZZs of the older generation. Besides, the rest of the music is simply unsightly, at least in George's eyes, these are rubbish, dross...

Han Yan still had a trace of resentment in her heart, and felt that everyone was blind.

Both she and George came from a famous art family, and they went to hall-level clubs, and they talked about words such as "art", "masterpieces" and "elegance".

Western music is the mainstream of the world. There is no modern music art in China, let alone so-called artists. They are all a group of arty old-fashioned antiques.

People who really understand music will worship and admire the West, and will try their best to learn and cultivate the palace-level music art in it.

This is the inherent thinking that Han Yan acquired subtly after receiving the influence of Western art and culture.

Zhou Yang!

A director, a boy who has only been exposed to music for a long time, what kind of great master-level music do you think he can create?

Are you kidding me?
Is this realistic?

This is just nonsense, okay?
Han Yan glanced at the courtyard again...

"George, I feel so magical..."

"It's normal. Elegant classical art is not something everyone can understand. This era is too impetuous. Many people think that sales, traffic, and topics are the mainstream... There are also many people who seek fame, especially in this circle. It's because I'm not good enough... If I could write the complete repertoire of "The Wedding" earlier and perform it in Vienna, then everything would be different..." After hearing Han Yan's words, George's expression calmed down, Sitting in place, there is a vague feeling that everyone is drunk and I am awake alone.

"George, you are too humble."

"Many artists create without being recognized. In this world, smooth sailing cannot create art... I feel very motivated now. Give me a piano, and I seem to be inspired..."

"Great!"

Amidst the noisy voices, George stood up, not showing much sense of loss on his face, but looking high-spirited.

Han Yan looked at George's appearance, her eyes were full of stars, as if there were endless lights radiating from George's body.

Surprised by some people, George walked to the next piano room, closed his eyes, and sat by the piano.Silently playing the prelude to "The Wedding".

Han Yan noticed that after hearing the prelude to "The Wedding", several musicians who were talking loudly fell silent subconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, Li Luguang, the head of the Sheng School, and Tong Yuan, the master of suona, listened carefully to the prelude to "The Wedding"...

Beautiful and romantic piano music sounded around, but this time, George played it extremely smoothly, and played it to the end in one go.

The melody at the end has a sense of sacredness of a wedding hall, which makes people feel awe.

After half an hour...

When George played the full version of "The Wedding", he let out a long sigh of relief, and he was still immersed in the aftertaste of "The Wedding" and couldn't extricate himself!

Han Yan is very excited!
Unexpectedly, the "Wedding" movement, which has troubled George for nearly a year, will be fully presented in front of everyone today. The sacred melody in the second half is unbelievable, and it has a sense of Vienna.

He broke through!

Actually broke through at this time!

Immediately after...

Han Yan heard bursts of applause.

Those music masters were all attracted by the song "Wedding", and their eyes were filled with admiration.

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Life is really weird sometimes.

If Zhou Yang is still that unknown little electrician who lives a hard life every day, then the deeds of his grandfather Zhou Desheng will probably be buried in the yellow sand for the rest of his life.

Even if someone knows the name "Zhou Desheng" in the future and finds these letters full of incompleteness and unwillingness, no one still cares.

It is impossible for them to spend time on a dead person. Moreover, after such a long time, there are countless unsung heroes who have died on the battlefield. Who would care about such a dishonorable ordinary person?
The atmosphere in the study was oppressive and full of sadness.

After Mr. Song talked about some past events and dusty memories, he burst into tears.

The hero is humiliated, has no way to complain, is crushed underground, and finally dies with humiliation, which in itself is an uncomfortable thing.

Zhou Yang stood where he was, feeling sad and uncomfortable, and didn't know what to say for a while.

From Mr. Song's mouth, Zhou Yang can roughly conclude that his grandfather's experience is very similar to the story on "Assembly Number", but there are some discrepancies in some places.

For example, this incident did not happen during the Civil War, but during the Anti-R...

For example, in a few words, the team that my grandfather Zhou Chonghua was in was a voluntary "death squad". Everyone died, but my grandfather survived wearing the clothes of an R official.

For example, in "Assembly Number", the protagonist found a certifier, proving the number of the unit he used to exist, but the team his grandfather was in was wiped out, and he didn't prove himself until he died. It was only after many years that his information was carefully detailed. In the end, Mr. Song vaguely remembered that there was such a team, such a "Youth Death Squad". In fact, they also accomplished their glorious mission brilliantly.

"Xiao Zhou, this is our negligence... You have suffered all these years."

Mr. An Jianwu smoked his last cigarette, and when he saw his granddaughter An Xiao's almost murderous eyes, he finally put down the new cigarette case.

Zhou Yang's emotions were infected. Thinking of all the encounters in these years and the injustices deep in his memory, he finally shook his head: "It's okay."

Everything has come.

Now he is living a pretty good life. Although the previous hard days are not worthy of praise or gratitude, they can be regarded as the most precious memories in his life.

Zhou Yang realized that he had been relieved a long time ago.

"We plan to restore the reputation of Grandpa Ni, what do you think? You are the director, if possible, I hope you can cooperate to make a script based on your grandpa's experience... Your grandpa is a special case, but maybe in the unknown In the corner, there are many unsung heroes, this movie is a tribute to those people, it is meaningful..."

in the study.

Zhou Yang's one-armed grandfather Yang looked at Zhou Yang, and took out the previous diary again.

That diary was the one Zhou Yang kept when he first entered the study and met Mr. Yang. Zhou Yang could vividly remember many conversations that night.

Zhou Yang took the diary and flipped through it, then returned it to Mr. Yang, and then nodded.

"Okay, okay, the atmosphere is very depressing, Mid-Autumn Festival, it's time to eat, Lao Song, don't leave today, let's have dinner together...Xiao Zhou, I heard that you made these mooncakes yourself? Haha! We're going to have a good taste of this..."

"It's over, it's over, it's outrageous to cry... well, this mooncake is good, you all have a taste..."

The oppressive atmosphere was then broken by An Jianwu's voice. An Jianwu glanced at the mooncake box in An Xiao's hand, then took a mooncake and ate it.

"Xiao Zhou, why don't you go to our place to eat tonight, I have a lot of things I want to talk to you..." Mr. Song's voice was very abrupt, and he suddenly looked at Zhou Yang seriously.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Xiao Zhou has a special status. He is having dinner at our house today..."

"He is not your grandson-in-law. Strictly speaking, Xiao Zhou is a little closer to our family...Are you afraid that your grandson-in-law will be snatched away?"

"..."

When Song Yiyi heard these words, she moved her fingers slightly, and unconsciously glanced at An Xiao.

An Xiao was quite calm, as if she hadn't heard anything at all, she just helped distribute mooncakes.

Just when the atmosphere was a little delicate, Zhou Yang's cell phone rang.

Zhou Yang glanced at the caller ID on the phone...

The call was from overseas, and it was shown that the person was Kenneth, the saxophone master. Zhou Yang refused to answer it several times, but the call kept on going.

Helpless, Zhou Yang looked at everyone.

"Grandpa An, Grandpa Yang, Grandpa Song, how about I answer the phone first?"

"..."

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Cheers!

Amazed!

This is the scene Han Yan imagined, and now, these scenes are being realized one by one.

Han Yan thinks "Wedding" is a great and shocking piece of music, and now, this piece of music is being praised.

Many Chinese musicians are talking about this wedding.

George was on the phone with his teacher Perahia, talking about the complete repertoire of "The Wedding", and expressed his desire to play this repertoire in the Royal Theater in Vienna.

half an hour later...

Han Yan noticed that George, who was very excited at the beginning, looked suspicious, and finally walked over in disbelief, silent as if he had been hit.

After seeing George's expression, Han Yan pulled him to a secluded place.

"what happened?"

"Kenneth, the saxophone master, is going to play the famous saxophone "Going Home", squeezing the teacher's playing time..."

"Huh? "Going Home"?"

Han Yan was taken aback for a moment, she seemed to have heard the news about the saxophone "Going Home" from somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

Just at this time……

In the corner of the secluded place, Han Yan watched a figure walking over while clutching his mobile phone, speaking not-so-pure English.

"Mr. Kenneth, you invited me to Vienna to listen to "Coming Home"?"

"I may not be available, Mr. Kenneth..."

"You want to talk to me about saxophone music?"

"But...Mr. Kenneth, I'll tell you the truth, I don't know much about Sax..."

"Why did I create, I... eh? Mr. George, Ms. Han Yan, are you here too?"

"!!!"

(End of this chapter)