I really don't want to fight with gods

Chapter 34 I am old-fashioned, I am in full bloom
Zhou Qingyun really focused all her eyes on the child.

I don't care about my fatigue at all: "I heard them say that you are working hard to gain weight, yes, only by making your body thick can you freely promote the resonance of your chest. It can be said that I have not seen any student with such crazy self-discipline as you. Progress, very good, very good, this is the best performance of cherishing talent..."

Jing Xiaoqiang?

You said that I almost believed it myself.

But it is undeniable that the vocal resonance brought by a strong body is real.

Not to mention lung capacity and cardiopulmonary function, just the energy of various fitness meals that he desperately supplemented, not only strengthened muscles, but also benefited all organs.

The human body is like a speaker, a few cents of paper film and plastic film vibrate, can it compare with the top synthetic fibers and ultra-thin alloy films?

These days Jing Xiaoqiang is really easy to sing, even his vocal cords and voice are easy.

The old professor cherished it very much: "I know that you are a child with ideas, so I didn't ask you too much, but only paid attention to your actions from afar. I heard them say what you did to the airline girl, and also knew about your high school classmates. Come to you, you should go back and live in the utility room, this is character, I have seen countless talented boys, indulge in the girl they are after, you don't, I am very happy, I like the song "does your mother" know"."

Jing Xiaoqiang was finally able to explain: "No, you have to see what kind of family it is..."

Zhou Qingyun smiled: "Well, I also know that Lao Song of the symphony orchestra brought the adaptation of the piece to our courtyard for comments. The military art troupe does have their own set of rules, and others have long been eager to post it. Going up, you can still stay awake, which is even more rare. Yes, yes, the most important thing for an artist is to maintain the independence of his personality and mind. If your creations are all ZZ tasks, sooner or later, your entire worldview will be tangled and collided. This is also something that your seniors at the drama academy have already proven..."

The graduate of the Pingjing Academy of Drama nodded silently, and then, hey, I didn't mean that!
Zhou Qingyun likes it so much: "Sometimes I think, you are talented, you have such a good combination of singing skills and talent, you are so familiar with English lyrics and music, and your piano learning is advancing by leaps and bounds, how can you bring this talent to the fullest? How can you present this gift from God and your hard work to more people, the rest is to create thoughts, worldviews, and outlooks on life..."

The 56-year-old vocal music professor has no impurities in his eyes. Under the occasional street lights, he only has a true love for music and a sincerity in teaching and educating people.

Jing Xiaoqiang occasionally turned his head and responded politely, feeling ashamed.

The existence of a teacher means preaching, accepting karma, and dispelling doubts. No one is born omniscient.

It’s just that Jing Xiaoqiang’s mental age is almost 50 years old, and he is still a graduate of a prestigious university, and he has been on Broadway for so many years.

It seems that studies and experience are not everything?
So he kept silent.

Zhou Qingyun rarely seized the opportunity: "I don't mean to restrain and teach you, I just follow your idea of ​​dedicating everything to the public and going among the people. That's right, if a piece of work is completed according to the task of ZZ, Your soul is imprisoned and distorted, and it will be very uncomfortable, but what if we are delivering beauty to the people? Since you are so popular, you have the responsibility and obligation to deliver beauty to the public, not the hype, you What do you say?"

Jing Xiaoqiang nodded silently.

Zhou Qingyun was extremely happy: "The younger you are, the more proud you are. You can rest assured and work hard. I will help you as much as possible, and strive to find a perfect combination between talent and social responsibility, okay. ?"

Jing Xiaoqiang suddenly remembered a song: "Have you heard Bob Dylan's "My Back Pages" (Yesterday's Me)?"

The vocal music professor nodded immediately: "Of course, as a work of the 60s, this is a classic that has influenced a whole generation or two of Citigroupers, with profound connotations!"

Jing Xiaoqiang thought thoughtfully: "But many people say that this song is not good and the audibility is very poor."

Zhou Qingyun has been immersed in the world of music: "Yes, his voice is lazy and casual, with almost no arrangement, the ending of each word is drawn very long, and its characteristics are similar to your voice, but it is not as good as yours. Sophisticated and skillful.”

Jing Xiaoqiang cleared his throat: "Then we can come up with a more interesting version..."

Rap and sing: "The crimson tongue of fire licks my ears, even if there are many traps, I still move forward sideways, recklessly rushing towards the burning road ahead, only because my faith guides me..."

At this moment, Zhou Qingyun's face was already glowing like a girl, and she shook her head very innocently, as if she was warming up before hearing a beautiful song, and it started suddenly.

No accompaniment, no beat, just the muffled roar of the Cadillac's 5.7-liter engine.

This is a classic anti-war hippie song. Citigroup youths in the 60s are tired of war and reflect on everything.

It was supposed to be a long ballad, but Jing Xiaoqiang used a fancy accent to make the singing very fancy, and even changed the tone of the sentence to make fun of each other.

The content of the song is actually obscure and difficult to understand, but there are four lyrics at the end of each sentence:
"I was so much older then
I was old-fashioned
I'm younger than that now
Now it is in its prime.”

Yesterday's old-fashioned, but today's vitality is revived, which is quite a contradictory theme.

Originally, the lead singer expressed that he used to be decadent and rambunctious or felt that the whole world was meaningless, but after clarifying his thoughts and recognizing himself and the world, he loved life and reborn himself.

But isn't this the true portrayal of Jing Xiaoqiang?

It is really difficult for ordinary people to understand this song. It is said that Steve Jobs, the leader of Apple, worshipped this song, and went from the road of the hippie to the road of the superstar.

Inspired by this song, countless superstars and bands in the 90s and [-]s gradually gave up their decadent overall attitude and began to climb towards the peak of blowout artistic creation.

The version sung by Jing Xiaoqiang is also in the mid-to-late 90s. Several famous bands performed together in front of their idols like a pilgrimage, using various top styles that they had already mastered.

That certainly sounds good.

Even if the original singer who was very drunk only mixed a few vague sentences in it, he was completely pushed to the top of the ballad throne.

He is also the only singer who has won the Nobel Prize for Literature, and his status can be imagined, of course, he has not won it yet.

But Zhou Qingyun can understand, this is a thoughtful person, reflecting on himself.

Young teenagers can not only touch such thoughts, but even use different voices and accents to interpret such thoughts.

It's almost like a young immortal cultivator. When he touches the Nine Dragons Coffin, he can easily dye a few chains into other materials.

He was so moved that he leaned against the door, covered his mouth lightly, and listened to the wise singing in the carriage.

Being able to sing songs with a sense of wisdom has long surpassed those of her undergraduates who are still expressing class emotions.

What about the world outlook and outlook on life, they are all very stable.

I couldn't see clearly, because tears had already blurred my eyes, but I didn't move, I didn't want to disturb such a performance.

After singing, Jing Xiaoqiang also made up his mind: "After the school starts, I won't go to the dance hall to sing. It is said that many people from the Drama Academy come here to play. I don't want to be in the limelight, but you need me to sing or sing here. Anything else, I'll be at your service any time..."

As he said that, he reached out and turned on the stereo on the center console, which was his plate of Prince Robert's Love Song.

The careful retouching, arrangement and accompaniment of the recording studio are very beautiful.

Zhou Qingyun laughed, and gently pulled her sleeves to dab her tears, like an old mother who dotes on her child: "Okay, I also think the dance hall is too messy, but you have to sing often and communicate with high-level people to ensure that Your talent will not fade away, let me arrange it for you, first try to come to my postgraduate course for a week, mainly to ensure that you can keep abreast of your vocal progress, okay?"

This is a true talent, just by guaranteeing himself today, Jing Xiaoqiang will follow the donkey: "Okay, I am also working part-time in the hotel gym, every morning from six to seven to eight, so I shouldn't delay school in the future. Classes, it won't be too busy, do you live near the Conservatory of Music?"

Only then did Zhou Qingyun look around: "Oh, yes, over there, it's so fast, ah, you drive so smoothly, hey, this car is so beautiful, so luxurious, it's shining everywhere."

The old professor is really happy and doesn't put on airs at all.

Jing Xiaoqiang is like treating his elders: "When you need a car, ask me to drive over and be your driver...I think about it, I'll buy a BP machine so that you can find me."

For people who really love him, Jing Xiaoqiang tries his best to make it convenient for them.

Zhou Qingyun smiled: "Some students show off by hanging on their waists. I was originally annoyed by these behaviors that make money in society all day long. Now it seems that the times have changed... There are some young teachers who use that big brother. Showing off."

Jing Xiao emphasized the skin: "Okay! Then I will try to buy one whenever I make money. When they use it, I will touch it and slap my face!"

Zhou Qingyun's hahaha is no longer satisfied.

(End of this chapter)