Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 180: Illegal in Arts and Sciences (Please subscribe, please vote monthly)

As Bian Lang's words fell, everyone in September, regardless of whether they knew the source of the words, raised their arms and shouted: "Forever young, forever filled with tears!"

Because Bian Lang’s words not only hit the heart of every rock person, but also hit the heart of every person born in the 80s, 90s and 00s.

While Dong You was shouting along, he was also thinking: "This scene should appear at a music festival or on tour, not such an unprepared impromptu scene." But looking at the cheering crowd, think about it Bian Lang's usual style, she felt that this might be the best.

She is completely obsessed with this man who always gives people unexpected surprises inadvertently!

The stall owner didn't know much about Kerouac and the Beat Generation, but just with the words "Goodbye Jack", he decided that no matter what, he would always have a genuine one in his stall, not the kind he After ripping it, I made a high imitation of it by myself.

The cover is a photo of him and Jack. There is only one song, and there can only be one song, and that is "Goodbye Jack"!

Bian Lang's last words also confirmed Zhang Ting's thoughts. He is now one of the countless people in the bar with tears in his eyes. He feels that if his brother is still alive, he will definitely be excited with them after hearing this song. Share: "Hey, did you guys hear this? The person singing this song is our favorite Jack Kerouac!"

Bian Lang put away his guitar, closed the case, and walked off the stage amidst everyone's applause and cheers.

When he came to the bar to return the piano, the stall owner said "thank you" and then continued: "What do you want to drink? I'll buy it for you on Jack's behalf."

Bian Lang did not refuse. After thinking about it, he finally did not choose his favorite rum. Instead, he said to Lao Meng at the bar: "A glass of Marit in honor of Kerouac!" As he said this, Bian Lang put the piano case away. Passed it back to the bar.

"Bian Lang, did you write this word now?" Although Zhang Ting knew it was a bit impolite to ask, he was still curious.

"Well, it's a repeater. Actually, it doesn't have a few words." Bian Lang replied with a smile, while thinking of another band that was deeply influenced by "On the Road".

Founder Ray Manzarek also said: "Without Jack Kerouac's "On the Road," The Doors would cease to exist!"

The Doors band has a song called "Riderson the Storm", which Bian Lang thinks is a must-listen for acid rock!

The line in the lyrics that is the same as the title of the song: "Riderson the Storm" has been repeated more than 10 times like "Goodbye Jack".

"The Xinhua Dictionary only has so many words. Why can some people write a masterpiece? You Bian Lang can write "Goodbye Jack", but many people can only say, 'Oh shit, you are awesome!'" It feels like Jack has changed from The stall owner, who was slightly detached from the news of his death, still has a way of making jokes.

Bian Lang bumped into him and then turned to Zhang Ting and said: "Brother Ting, you are also a veteran in the industry. We still lack a leader like you at this Rolling Stone Music Festival. I wonder if you can consider it. "

Zhang Ting knew that he couldn't escape this, so he took a sip of wine and replied: "I came here today just to see you. Unexpectedly, your song brought me back to the past. There's nothing about reorganizing the band." It's so simple, Tongzi and I haven't had much serious contact over the years, so I don't know if we can still play together."

Hearing the words loosen, Bian Lang and Zhang Ting bumped into each other again: "We won't know until we try, it's hard to say."

"When are you leaving? Give me some time to think about it."

Bian Lang counted the days in his mind, and then replied: "I'll leave tomorrow. Tickets for the music festival will be issued on the 24th. I hope you can give me an accurate letter before then."

"Well, I'll let you know whether I can go or not."

……

The performance in September is still going on, but now the Internet is in a fierce collision because of "My Hand Through Your Black Hair" that appeared in the video of Little Beast's wedding.

The reason was that Xiaoshou's best friend who was a cameraman edited this section separately and put it online. Music fans who hated Bianlang's behavior of secretly doing business naturally praised and condemned it at the same time!Even Bai Dao, who boasted the first wave, didn't give Bian Lang any face this time.

After watching the video with tears in his eyes, he directly named Bian Lang a modern poetic musician.

Moreover, the article was well-written and well-founded. Among the songs Bianlang had released in the past three months, he listed all the songs whose lyrics he thought could be turned into poems.Among them, the two folk songs "The Age of Floating White Clothes" and "My Hand Through Your Black Hair" are highlighted.

Of course, after he finished the compliment, he severely despised Bian Lang's behavior of secretly opening the business even if he didn't agree with him. At the same time, he @Rolling Stone Music's official website requested that Bian Lang be assigned a 24-hour cameraman.

In the end, Liang Zi was also kicked out, saying that he was not dedicated to his live broadcast.

Although the following joking words aroused the recognition of many music fans, and they also joined in the fun and flooded the official WeChat account of the Rolling Stones, they were all the fans' self-entertainment and did not cause the popularity to spread.

But the title of modern poetic musician has attracted a lot of attention.

Especially among the student group, the junior students of Bianlang, led by Dian Yi, were almost singing the two Amway songs.

As a result of this commotion, a number of academic groups, including Comrade Lao Dong, also came out to support.With the support of Comrade Lao Dong, Xinghai Conservatory of Music decided to hold an open class on the appreciation of the lyrics of these two songs. The speaker was the president of the Yangcheng branch of the Chinese Poetry Association.

For modern poetry, which is basically a functionally extinct species in China, the emergence of these two lyrics gave the Poetry Association a little hope, so this battle is quite big.

At the same time, in a high school evening self-study classroom, a boy took off his headphones and looked at the "love letter" he had written, with a look of infinite longing in his eyes.

Maybe she was so engrossed in the "dictation" that she didn't even notice that the Chinese teacher who was studying for the night was already standing behind her.

"My hand is running through your black hair, Yao Liangchuan, what is the use of copying this kind of thing? Are you accumulating composition materials?"

When Yao Liangchuan heard this, he turned around and found that it was the Chinese teacher, and his whole face suddenly turned red.

Driven by his pride, he unexpectedly replied: "Teacher, I think this lyric is a modern poem with great literary talent..."

"Modern poetry? The logic is illogical, and the subject, predicate, and object are incomplete. Is this also called modern poetry? You are a person who will take the college entrance examination next year. It's okay if you don't answer the questions. You still listen to such misleading songs..."

The teacher's words made the whole class burst into laughter, but a classmate named Yao Liangchuan who felt the same way said: "Teacher, I also think the lyrics are very well written. Many people on the Internet said this is a very good modern poem. …”

The person who spoke was the Chinese class representative.

<divclass="contentadv">The teacher thought so when he saw his class representative, he took away Yao Liangchuan's "love letter", walked to the podium, copied the lyrics on the blackboard, and prepared to explain it to the students. Let’s look at the problems here.

But while he was writing, he vaguely heard whispers coming from below.

"This is so well written..."

"The lyrics of Bian Lang's lyrics can be included in Chinese textbooks..."

Hearing this, the teacher was angry and said: "A person who sings pop songs is really misleading the students!"

After the evening self-study, the Chinese teacher who felt that his authority had been challenged criticized the song on the self-media: "Bian Lang's new song "My Hand Through Your Black Hair" has an incorrect logic in the title, subject, predicate and object. Not quite."

With this said, Bianlang's music fans have something to say. They are all saying that this teacher is just trying to gain popularity and be embarrassed. Bianlang is just a song title, not a teaching material, so there is no need to go online like this.

One of the netizens, who may have been trained by a rigid Chinese teacher to be rebellious, jumped out and posted: "Wang Wei's five-character poem "Dwelling in the Mountains in Autumn" also omits the object, which does not hinder your ability to attend class. There are times when I need to appreciate it in various ways, and I also have to work hard to use it as a question to test the students in the school."

This precise attack, assisted by Bianlang's music fans and many passers-by, directly defeated the Chinese teacher's defense.

In his more than ten years of teaching career, when had he ever been questioned like this?

He was so angry that he almost vomited blood, so he called his university teacher and poured out his anger.

Subsequently, his university teacher, an old man in the education field, professor and director of the literature department of a certain university, stood up online to support his student.

He said that the lyrics of Bianlang's song didn't make sense. The key point was that he just said one sentence without explaining it in depth. It was the attitude and tone of "I am the authority and whatever I say will be taken."

He also questioned the open classes of Xinghai Conservatory of Music, saying that they mislead students!

Just because of this, it became a hot search topic!

When Bian Lang found out about this, he was already on his way back to Spring City the next day. Originally, he didn't want to pay attention to it. What he said made sense, and he wasn't like Sima Chuck who wanted to eat him. Ronin blood bun flow.

But when he thought that the open classes at Xinghai College were supported by his girlfriend, Comrade Dong, and now that Comrade Dong could not help him but was criticized for losing face, then he, who was probably his future son-in-law, could not be a coward.

And now Rolling Stone is working on campus agents. If this matter also affects the recruitment process of campus agents, then it won’t be beautiful.

Thinking of this, Bian Lang rummaged through the music library of Luo Dayou, the godfather of music, in his memory, and he really thought of a song that was suitable for Bian Lang to play at this time.

When he thought that this song was included in the poetry chapter of the new edition of "University Chinese" in a certain year on the original earth, Bian Lang thought that taking out this song could also explore the official attitude towards this type of music.

Watching Bian Lang typing the lyrics on his mobile phone, he would be in a daze from time to time, thinking about it and changing it.Dong Youbian, who already knew Bian Lang very well, naturally thought of him writing songs to ridicule people.

Tickets for the music festival were about to start. Dong Youyou felt that it was better to do less than to do more at this time, so he said: "Bian Lang, this matter will be fine when we get to Chuncheng and I will call Comrade Dong to comfort me. You really don't need to care so much."

Bian Lang was not annoyed at having his thoughts interrupted. He locked the screen of his phone and said seriously: "Please help me think about it. Is there anything related to 72 this year?"

Lao Tan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, did the math, then shook his head and said: "There shouldn't be any big things that start with the word "国"."

"Oh, are there any famous singers abroad who have other fans?"

"Is this how you write songs?" Dong You asked as he reacted.

"Well, help me check these two things quickly..."

After a while, Dong Youbian asked uncertainly: "Does this year count as the 72nd anniversary of the founding of Xinghai Conservatory of Music?"

Hearing this, Lang thought for a moment, and then said: "Okay, that's it." After that, he started to change it on his mobile phone.

After hearing this, Lao Tan smiled and said, "Are you going to help Xinghai write a school song?"

Bian Lang was stunned for a moment and then said with a smile: "No, no."

At this time, Comrade Lao Dong was sulking in the office.

What was originally a good thing has now been brought up by the so-called senior person to talk about it, causing the open class of lyrics appreciation originally scheduled for this week to be postponed.

What the school authorities meant was: "I'm an old comrade. It's not easy to openly disagree with me. I'll do what I need to do after the news of this matter subsides."

Looking at Comrade Dong who looked depressed, his colleagues in the office advised him: "Forget it, Shuxian, just look at this kind of thing. Those old people have been accustomed to being rigid in their thinking all their lives. You need to make them think outside the box." It’s really difficult to look at these things objectively based on the original framework.”

"Hey, I just think what they're doing is a bit too overbearing. The song hasn't been officially released yet, so they've decided it first..." After hearing this, colleagues understood what Dong Shuxian really cared about.

At this time, the WeChat notification on his mobile phone beeped. When he saw it was his daughter's profile picture, he felt better unconsciously.

When he clicked on the content and saw the music score, his interest was piqued.After clicking on it again and reading the lyrics and music, he clapped his thigh and said, "It's interesting. Bian Lang's song is really interesting to write. Old Liu, organize your vocal music students and let's arrange this song."

The person called Lao Liu was a professor of the vocal music department. He guessed something from his words and immediately advised: "Why bother Shu Xian. I admit that the lyrics of Bian Lang's two folk songs are indeed very good. It’s worthy of being used by our music conservatory for students to study, but there’s really no need to confront that old man so openly.”

"Read the lyrics first and then talk..." After Dong Shuxian finished speaking, he handed the file to Lao Liu.

Old Liu just read the first four sentences: "There are 72 martyrs in Huanghuagang, Master Kong has 72 disciples, Sun Wukong's magic has changed 72 times, now is the 72nd year since the founding of Xinghai School..." Then he shook his head and smiled: "The lyrics are all It’s written like this, why don’t we use it! I’ll leave it to you to find a student to rehearse the instruments, and I’ll be in charge of the vocal music.”

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