A song under the sea, depressed the whole network

Chapter 268 A Chance Encounter Again
Bai Zhu looked at the serious look on Mr. Yang's face and confirmed that the other party was not joking with him, but that he really wasn't going to talk to him about Nocturne.

This time it was Baizhu's turn to catch the hemp.

If I had known this earlier, why would I still be afraid of becoming like this? ?
Just selling him a favor can leave a good impression in front of Mr. Yang.

Of course, what hurts Bai Zhu the most is that he just spent the money to buy the skills of a junior piano master. If he had known this at the time, he would not have wasted this money at all! !

Bai Zhu thought painfully in his heart.

But then I thought about it, I just bought the junior piano master skill in the exchange mall, instead of spending 5000 million to buy Chopin's 21 nocturnes gift package.

In comparison, it seems that I can accept the 60 yuan.

It hurts a little, but not that much.

Suddenly Bai Zhu seemed to understand the so-called golden mean.

You will feel very distressed when you see that the 60 you spent alone has not been used.

But when you think about the fact that you almost spent 5000 million at the beginning, but you were fooled by using 60. Although you lost 60, you protected your 5000 million.

After such a comparison, do you feel that your whole body feels refreshed? !

Sure enough, our ancestors knew how to adjust their psychology.

After adjusting his mentality, Bai Zhu looked at Mr. Yang in front of him again.

For some reason, Bai Zhu always felt that he could see a trace of ridicule in Mr. Yang's eyes, as if Mr. Yang did all this specially.

Get old!
Bai Zhu couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

But even if Mr. Yang did all this deliberately, Bai Zhu couldn't do anything.

It's normal for an elderly person to like to have fun, not to mention that Mr. Yang is already over 80 years old.

Considering his age, being Baizhu's grandfather is more than enough.

As for the polite exchange with Mr. Yang, they wanted to discuss with each other about the piano part of his song "Nocturne".

Only Bai Zhu can't do such stupid things!
If Mr. Yang really takes this seriously and insists on discussing it with Bai Zhu, isn't Bai Zhu just shooting himself in the foot?

Just like this, in the quiet night, Bai Zhu and Mr. Yang sat in this courtyard house and talked to each other.

Mr. Yang, who was sitting on the recliner, kept talking to Bai Zhu about the Golden Melody Award.

Regarding Baizhu's song, Mr. Yang is even more confident than Baizhu himself, and feels that Baizhu will definitely shine at the Golden Melody Awards.

Therefore, I have repeatedly urged you not to let Daxia Conservatory of Music use any connections to let Bai Zhunei set some useless awards.

If those non-gold-containing awards are really assigned to Baizhu, no matter how good Baizhu's "Nocturne" is, he will not be able to win other awards at the Golden Melody Awards.

This can be regarded as the default unspoken rule of the Golden Melody Awards.

Therefore, before Bai Zhu's "Nocturne" was sent to the Golden Melody Award, Mr. Yang repeatedly gave instructions on this matter.

In Mr. Yang's opinion, Baizhu's song has a chance to win some of the most valuable awards. What a pity it would be if people from the Daxia Conservatory of Music misunderstood it and missed the opportunity in the end!

Faced with such praise from Mr. Yang, Bai Zhu himself seemed a little embarrassed.

However, Bai Zhu felt a little strange in his heart. Could it be that Mr. Yang called him here just to talk about these things?

If it were just about the Golden Melody Awards, actually meeting on the phone could also be said, and it seemed that there was no need for me to come over.

Bai Zhu, who didn't know what was going on, was sitting there smiling and talking to Mr. Yang without daring to ask any more questions, but the expression on his face had been smiling for too long and became a little stiff.

At this moment, Mr. Yang, who had been chatting about the Golden Melody Awards, finally changed the topic and suddenly changed the subject.

Yang Lao's usually slightly cloudy eyes seemed to have become much clearer, and his eyes looking at Bai Zhu became much more alert.

"Zhuzi, according to my understanding, you should know Asimov, right?"

"Amosif???"

Being a little overwhelmed by Mr. Yang's sudden change of topic, Bai Zhu's eyes showed a confused look.

Who is Asimov?
No impression? ?
The confused look in Bai Zhu's eyes became more and more serious.

Looking at the expression on Bai Zhu's face, Mr. Yang couldn't help but smile bitterly. Amosif was so famous overseas, how could Bai Zhu forget about it?
"They were the judges who awarded your film the award at the Berlin Film Festival! They even supported you, but you forgot about it?"

Berlin Film Festival.

As Mr. Yang said these words, a look of wakefulness suddenly appeared on Bai Zhu's face.

After Mr. Yang's reminder, Bai Zhu finally remembered who Asimov was!
Isn't he the old man at the Berlin Film Festival? From Hu Changyi's words, that old man seems quite powerful!
"We know each other! He seemed to have given me a business card and asked me to call him if I had any questions, but I kept it in a drawer in my office after returning to China and didn't care about it anymore."

Hearing Bai Zhu's words, the bitter smile on Mr. Yang's face became even stronger.

"You kid, if someone could have Asimov's contact information, they would definitely treasure it every day and always look for opportunities to get closer to him."

"How can there be a kid like you who just puts someone's business card aside so casually?"

"Don't you know Asimov's status in the overseas entertainment industry?? The entire European and American film and television circles will be soft on Asimov when facing him. Knowing him will be of great help to your development in overseas markets. It’s beneficial!”

Listening to Mr. Yang's words, Bai Zhu showed a flattering smile on his face.

"Mr. Yang, what are you talking about!"

"Of course I know Asimov's status, but he is still an outsider after all, so there is no reason for me to get up on the pole and lick him!"

"Besides, in Daxia, I still have you, Mr. Yang, here! If I want to please you, I must also please you, Mr. Yang!"

Speaking to Mr. Yang with a smile, Bai Zhu secretly flattered Mr. Yang.

Sure enough, after hearing Bai Zhu's flattery, Mr. Yang showed a very helpful look on his face.

However, Mr. Yang still has a very clear understanding in his heart.

Then he shook his head at Bai Zhu.

"You don't have to say that about me. My contribution in Daxia is indeed much higher than that of Asimov. Even if he comes to Daxia, he can't shake my status in the country."

"But internationally, this guy has contributed so many works, and even many of his works have the status of the originator, which has added many new ways for the international world. In the entire European and American market, he is the level of Taishan Beidou. Although I am in the international He is still somewhat famous, but there is no way to compare with him."

After saying these words, Mr. Yang's expression was full of sighs. He didn't know whether it was because Asimov had created so much art for the world, or because of the artistic gap between Daxia and the European and American world.

"Asimov will hold a grand party with many musicians in the second half of this year. However, I heard that this music party is relatively private and other musicians will not be publicly invited." "I will also attend in the second half of the year. Asimov has a total of three invitations for this concert, and I want to use one of them to invite you."

Mr. Yang looked at Bai Zhu seriously, and then continued talking without giving Bai Zhu time to speak.

"There are actually many talented musical talents in China, but there are not many who can really make a name for themselves internationally."

"And even those who have become famous are actually not very famous. They are just a little bit more famous than other artists."

"Instead of looking for those old people to support the scene, I hope that a new generation of people like you can carry the banner of Daxia music, instead of just being a traffic star in China."

"I've been observing you for half a year, and your musical talent far exceeds mine!"

"If you ask me to evaluate who is most likely to become an international music superstar in the Great Xia Kingdom, in my opinion, it must be you!"

"But I don't force you to attend a music gathering this time. This kind of thing mainly depends on your own wishes. It's just that I hope you can speak more for domestic music."

Bai Zhu's face was filled with a wry smile, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart after listening to Mr. Yang's words.

It was also said that it was a voluntary principle, but there was no chance for him to refuse in what Mr. Yang said.

But Bai Zhu can also understand Mr. Yang's mood at this moment. As an insider in the domestic entertainment circle, Bai Zhu doesn't know the situation of the Daxia music circle at this time.

Not only because of "Singer", it seems that the entire music circle has become more active, and many music variety shows have begun to appear recently.

But in fact, the entire domestic music circle has nothing to offer.

Let’s look at Baizhu’s previous life, an era when music was in full bloom, and the popular songs were sung everywhere in the streets and alleys one after another.

Many of the songs that would later be called "Feng Shen" were only worthy of being beaten at that time.

It can be said to be a battle of gods!

Any music that cannot become a hit may not even have a chance to be promoted.

Those were the years when real music flourished.

Rather than the world and environment that Bai Zhu is in now.

The song "Ghostly Confused" can make everyone unable to hold their heads up, and it was even included in the annual song list just one month after its release.

And Rouchang's sweet girl songs have set off countless waves, beating other female popular singers to the ground.

This is not to say that these songs are not good, but that under normal circumstances it is difficult for them to create such a miraculous effect.

It’s all based on the support of my peers!
Therefore, it is very understandable that Mr. Yang is so anxious at this moment.

However, Bai Zhu thought, since he couldn't refuse Mr. Yang, he might as well just go with the flow.

Because following Yang Lao's words, Baizhu also remembered that apart from Yang Lao, Asimov also invited Baizhu when he was at the airport.

By then, I’m afraid this invitation will be hard to shirk.

The next moment, Bai Zhu's face showed a free and easy look. Since he couldn't resist, he might as well learn to enjoy it.

"Mr. Yang, what you said, you have already said it, so how could I not go! Not only for the Great Xia Kingdom, but even for you, I will definitely go to this music party!"

"What's more, to win glory for the Kingdom of Daxia is exactly what I should do. I am also very anxious that the current music circle has become like this. If I can do my part for the music of the Kingdom of Daxia, I am naturally What an honor!”

"I won't say much else. When the date is decided, you can let me know!"

Bai Zhu's words were very heroic, and Mr. Yang, who was standing in front of Bai Zhu, nodded with satisfaction on his face at this moment.

The whole person's expression seemed to be much more relaxed.

Mr. Yang was really afraid that Bai Zhu would reject his invitation and not attend the music party hosted by Asimov.

"It's really a good thing that you have such an idea. It's also a good thing that Daxia Country can have such talented young people!!"

"I'm happy today! Let's talk about the piano again! There seems to be a lot of piano music in your song "Nocturne". Coupled with this song title, it should be based on the style of the piano nocturne. It’s the basics of creation!”

Bai Zhu, who had been looking excited just now, was stunned when he heard Mr. Yang suddenly change the topic to the piano.

When we first sat down, didn't we say that we couldn't play the piano? ?
Why are we suddenly talking about this again? ?
The seemingly happy smile immediately solidified on Bai Zhu's face. After being stunned for a while, Bai Zhu spoke again.

"Mr. Yang, it's already so late, why don't we rest first!"

"After all, we have a flight to catch tomorrow. I'm afraid it's too late to continue talking at this time."

"What's more, our attention at the moment should be focused on the music party held by Asimov. After the party is over, I can continue to discuss the piano and nocturnes with you, and I can ask for your guidance, right? "

At first, he was deceived by Mr. Yang's words. Bai Zhu didn't expect that there would be a piano thing later, and he was not prepared at all.

When he heard Mr. Yang mentioning nocturnes and piano, Bai Zhu could only keep trying to fool him.

But Mr. Yang, who seemed to have solved his problem, gave Baizhu no excuse to refuse.

"The music party will also focus on the piano. Let's get familiar with it first!"

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"..."

……

Early the next morning, Bai Zhu was sitting in the airplane terminal and yawning non-stop.

Beside him, there were many people from Daxia Conservatory of Music, including Director Du.

Everyone looked at Bai Zhu with very curious eyes. They all knew that Bai Zhu lived in Yang's hometown yesterday.

After all, the bus that picked up and dropped off today was parked in front of Yang's home, and they watched with their own eyes as Old Yang sent Baizhu out.

They all knew who Bai Zhu was, and precisely because of this, they were all very curious as to why Bai Zhu had such a relationship with Mr. Yang.

But Bai Zhu had no intention of paying attention to the eyes of these people at the moment. He was dragged by Mr. Yang to chat all night yesterday, and now he was so sleepy that he couldn't bear it anymore.

Just as Bai Zhu was about to rest for a while and take a nap, he glanced across the VIP waiting room from the corner of his eye and suddenly saw a familiar figure.

This made Bai Zhu stunned.

"Can we still encounter this?!"

(End of this chapter)