The cross-border king of entertainment

Chapter 283 0283, Music reality show
"Don't forget, on September 9th, at 15:[-] noon, "God's Domain" will be officially tested. Also, friends who like the song "Perfect World" can buy and download it on Penguin Music. This is the end of my live broadcast today. Bye bye."

Yunfeng hung up the live broadcast connection.

He let out a breath, and immediately raised his hand to gently touch his cheek.

These netizens are really difficult to deal with, they don't want him to sing, but let him play the flute, flute, and suona.

"It's trending, it's trending." Xia Dachuan moved over with his mobile phone.

"And ah, one up and three up." Li Junyi was also swiping his phone.

"Today's micro circle hot search list is dominated by "God's Domain" related topics." Xiao Tianpeng roughly counted.

Yunfeng also took out his mobile phone, and took a look at the hot search list on Weibo.

There are three of his hot searches, but the rankings are relatively low.

They are:
34. Yunfeng wrote and sang the theme song of "God's Domain" by himself.

39. Yunfeng's new song "Perfect World".

52. Yunfeng showed the charm of playing wind instruments in the live broadcast.

The higher the ranking, the higher the exposure and topicality.

However, as long as it is available, it is good, and it will help the sales of the song "Perfect World".

Many of Yunfeng's song fans did not play games, so they did not pay attention to the live broadcast of "God's Domain".

When they saw the Weibo of his new song release, they all went to Penguin Music to buy and download it.

His song was first released on Penguin Music, and it will be synchronized to all major music platforms and Youxianqi FM network after a month.

At this time, the rain stopped and the sun once again filled the earth.

Several people were discussing whether to order takeaway for lunch or go out to eat.

But Yunfeng received a call from Yan Lide.

"Xiaoyun, are you in school now?"

"Teacher here."

"Have you had lunch yet?"

"not yet."

"Then, come to my house and have a drink with me. I just have something to talk to you about."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

……

Yunfeng hung up the phone, and said to his roommates: "Teacher Yan has something to do with me, so I won't eat with you."

Seeing that there was one person missing, Xiao Tianpeng and the others were too lazy to go out, picked up their mobile phones and started ordering takeaway.

Yunfeng changed his shoes and left the dormitory.

Yan Lide lives in the family courtyard of the Modu Conservatory of Music, in the northeast corner of the school, not far from the student dormitory building, about a 10-minute walk away.

As soon as you enter the gate of the community, the roads are lined with green trees, and the small flower beds are in full bloom. You will feel a burst of coolness, and occasionally you can hear a few birdsong, which makes you feel calm.

The building looks quite old, but because all the faculty and staff live there, the front and inside of the building are cleaned very clean.

This is Yunfeng's first visit to Yan Lide's house.

I went upstairs, looked at the house number, stretched out my hand and rang the doorbell, and soon there was a "coming" from inside.

A middle-aged woman of 46 opened the door. She was average in size, about 1.6 meters seven and eight, with a round face, willow eyebrows, big eyes and a high nose bridge. She was well maintained and looked younger.

This is Yan Lide's wife, Wang Fang, a music teacher at the High School Attached to Modu Normal University.

"Master." Yunfeng opened his mouth and shouted.

"It's Xiaoyun, come in quickly." Wang Fang said with a smile as soon as she heard this address.

Yunfeng raised his hand and said, "This is a souvenir for the teacher and his wife."

Wang Fang said with a slight sense of reproach: "Come here, what else do you bring, I haven't finished eating the ones you sent last week."

Yunfeng chuckled and said, "It's not something valuable."

The first time he came to the door, he was not good at empty-handed.

Wang Fang stretched out her hand to take it, and said, "This is not an example."

Yunfeng changed his slippers, and as soon as he entered the living room, he heard Yan Lide's voice from one of the rooms: "Xiaoyun is here!"

Wang Fang said immediately: "Your teacher is writing in the study, and you talk about conversation, I still have two dishes here."

Hearing what the teacher's wife said, Yunfeng responded with an "um", and then walked into the study.

The study room is small.

Because this house is not big, with three bedrooms and one living room, more than 100 square meters.

However, although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs, including desks, bookshelves, calligraphy and paintings.

Yan Lide was standing in front of the desk writing calligraphy.

This is one of his hobbies. Although he has not reached the level of writing lyrics, he has also passed the advanced calligraphy examination.

Yunfeng stood quietly at the side, glanced at the desk, and saw the words "Lingling Qixian, listen to Songfenghan quietly".

This is Liu Changqing's "Listening to Playing the Piano".

The last sentence is "Although the ancient tunes are self-loved, many people don't play them today".

Yunfeng knew this poem.

It means that the clear and melodious sound of the qin comes from the lyre. Listening to the sound of the qin quietly, it feels like the cold wind is blowing into the pine forest. Although such a beautiful ancient song has its own scholars who love it, the current qin master We don't play much anymore.

The whole poem turns from admiration for the sound of the piano to lamentation for the fashion, using ancient tunes to express his regret of being unrecognized and rare friends, revealing the poet's arrogance and extraordinary sentiment.

At this moment, there is a quiet scene in the study.

Yan Lide is continuing to complete this painting.

Yunfeng was guessing the teacher's intention.

however……

He had no clue.

Could it be that it reminded him not to follow the crowd, but to stick to his own style?

However, most of the songs are systematic.

Or, create more Chinese-style songs?
That's a good possibility, and it's not too much of a problem for him.

Just as Yunfeng was thinking wildly.

Yan Lide put away the pen, nodded slightly at his own handwriting, and then asked him: "Xiao Yun, how are you doing?"

Yunfeng said frankly: "Teacher, I don't know calligraphy, but your calligraphy is very beautiful. The color, shape, thickness, dryness, intermittent rolling, thickness and dew are all infinitely variable, and the atmosphere is myriad."

"Haha." Yan Lide laughed loudly and said, "I just like your frankness."

Like to listen to nice words instead of real words, this is the biggest problem of human beings.

Therefore, when we speak, we must add appropriate compliments.

Are compliments the same as flattery?
Complimentary words are not equal to flattery words. Most people confuse these two kinds of words together, and they can’t distinguish clearly, which leads to serious misunderstandings. They think that bragging and flattering are the necessary conditions for success. In fact, successful people neither brag nor flatter, but pretend It's like bragging and flattering.

In other words, it is to tell the well-founded truth in the form of bragging and flattering.

Although Yunfeng's emotional intelligence is not very high because of his previous experience as an orphan and the personality of that "Yunfeng" academic master, but the various theories are set in one set.

Yan Lide put away the words on the desk, and said: "'Professionalism is based on diligence, waste is not on play; action is accomplished on thinking, destroyed on the go', if you have time, don't always think about making money, how old are you? , take some time out, calm down and settle yourself."

Yunfeng knew that the teacher was doing it for his own good, so he was very moved and said, "Teacher, I know."

He did the same thing. Last semester, he cut off novels, cartoons, and songs to strengthen his own learning and improve his own quality.

Yan Lide nodded, and without any further wording, he spread a brand new piece of paper on the desk to make room, and said, "Try."

Yunfeng didn't hesitate, walked straight to the desk, reached out to pick up the brush, dipped the ink on the inkstone, and started to write in style.

But he had never touched a brush in his two lifetimes. At first, he thought that since he could write well with a pen, he should be able to handle calligraphy with ease.

As a result, you can tell just by looking at the words on the paper. To describe it in one sentence - you can tell what words are written.

Yan Lide laughed, and said, "Teacher finally has one thing that can surpass you."

Yunfeng was very embarrassed when he saw the calligraphy he had written on the paper.

"With your savvy, you can write well with more practice." Yan Lide patted him on the shoulder, and continued: "Practicing brush calligraphy has many benefits. At the moment of writing each stroke, your heart will also move, and your mind will also move." With the flow, the feeling is also sent out, and the frequent practice of calligraphy will keep the heart in a stable and energetic state, and can even achieve a state of being able to send and receive freely."

Yunfeng nodded, this is possible.

Yan Lide smiled faintly, and said: "When I leave later, I will give you a set of 'pen, ink, paper and inkstone'."

Yunfeng opened his mouth and said, "Thank you teacher."

Yan Lide motioned to sit down and chat on the small sofa next to him, then picked up the teapot and poured two cups of tea.

Drinking tea is another hobby of his, and it has successfully developed into Yunfeng's hobby.

Yan Lide put down his teacup and said, "I came here because I have something to tell you. China Radio and Television has produced a music reality show called 'Huaxia Good Songs', which focuses on discovering original good music. The program group The chief director found the principal and gave our school three places."

Yunfeng calmly took a sip of tea.

This……

Another variety show that exists on Earth.

In the future, will there be variety shows such as "The King of Masked Singer", "The Voice of China", "The Voice of God" and so on?
He felt that it was very possible. There were only a few types of programs, and it would be a matter of time before they appeared.

Yan Lide paused, and continued: "The principal called me and wanted to give you a place, but I didn't answer him, and I want you to decide for yourself."

According to Yunfeng's personality, he naturally asked if there was an appearance fee first, but Yan Lide wrote that poem and said that just now, so he couldn't ask so directly.

Yunfeng fell silent immediately.

Yan Lide picked up the teapot and poured tea, and after drinking a cup, he said, "The principal wants to use the program "Songs of China" to promote the Magic City Conservatory of Music, and you are the most suitable candidate. "

This is the truth.

Although Yang An is in charge of the facade, he has graduated for many years.

Yunfeng thought for a while. The cross-border professional [singer] has more than 2 achievements and can customize two songs. If the competition system is similar to "Songs of China" on Earth, then one or two original songs are needed.

In his eyes, this is a good opportunity.

China Radio and Television Headquarters, equivalent to CCTV on Earth, has its own traffic.

Then, you can use the program "Songs of China" to increase your popularity and sales of songs.

Thinking of this, he stopped hesitating and said, "Teacher, I want to participate."

Yan Lide glanced at him, nodded slightly, and said, "Alright, the program "Songs of China" is not like the program "I Am a Singer". It can more or less exercise your ability to write lyrics and compose music. You basically have a lot of things in your hands.”

Yunfeng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he would give him a lecture.

Yan Lide then taught some lyrics writing skills and experience. This lecture was like a class, with endless eloquence, and he drank up a pot of tea.

It wasn't until Wang Fang opened the door and asked the two of them to go out for dinner that they stopped.

The lunch at Yan Lide's house is very simple. In fact, because Yunfeng was called over, they already had extra food.

Four dishes and one soup, one steamed turbot, one braised eggplant, one stir-fried pork liver, and one garlic water spinach. The soup is seaweed ribs soup.

Although it looks simple, it is fragrant and appetizing.

After seated.

Yan Lide said to Wang Fang: "Honey, go and get the bottle of red wine that Linlin brought back during the Chinese New Year, I'll have a drink with Xiaoyun."

Yunfeng touched his nose, thinking it was beer or white.

Yan Lide sighed, and said: "My daughter bought this red wine from some Chateau Latour, and I can't get used to it. I opened a bottle during the Chinese New Year, but it went bad. There is still one bottle left. You can share it with the teacher. a little."

Latour?

As for red wine, Yunfeng had heard of Lafite.

Because of the stalk of "Laffy in 82", he was very popular on Earth in his previous life.

In fact, no matter it was the last life or this life, he didn't like drinking very much.

In addition, that "Yunfeng" died because he drank fake wine to relieve his worries, so if he can not drink it, he usually doesn't drink it.

Of course, there are special exceptions, like now.

And this Latour wine has a strong smoky and roasted smell, mixed with some indistinguishable smells.

All in all, it feels weird and complicated.

No wonder Yan Lide couldn't get used to drinking.

It is estimated that this bottle will go bad again.

After leaving Yan Lide's house, Yunfeng went straight back to the dormitory.

"Are you... going to paint Chinese paintings?" Xia Dachuan asked curiously when he saw that he was holding a set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

"No, these are for practicing calligraphy." Yunfeng explained.

Upon hearing this, Li Junyi turned his chair and said solemnly: "My calligraphy attainments are extraordinary, please ask me as your teacher, and I will teach you how to write."

Yunfeng snorted through his nostrils and said, "Gun!"

Li Junyi was not angry either, and said, "I'm not kidding, my grandfather has taught me to write calligraphy since I was three years old."

Yunfeng squinted at him with a look of disbelief.

Li Junyi rolled up his sleeves, moved a small table, and said, "Come on, let brother show you his hands."

Not to mention, laying paper, grinding ink, and wiping brushes have that kind of meaning.

In a blink of an eye.

I saw eight big characters written in dragons and phoenixes on the paper-cross-boundary heavenly king, morning clouds and evening rains.

"Clap clap clap..."

Yunfeng and the others immediately applauded.

Li Junyi winked and said: "How about it, it's okay."

"Enough grass!"

"Yes, Junyi."

"awesome."

……

After a compliment.

Li Junyi put away his smug smile, and said, "By the way, Teacher Yan told you to go, so it's not just for you to come back and practice calligraphy?"

Yunfeng shook his head and said, "There is a music reality show looking for me."

The three of them immediately became interested.

(End of this chapter)