Backtracking to the Age of Literature and Art

Chapter 440 Familiarity (Second Update)

About ten minutes later, Wang Xiaobo's continuous output was coming to an end, and he finally added: "No matter how you look at it, rock music doesn't seem to be a happy way of life."

At this time Yao Yong finally said, "Uncle, why do you need to be happy? Pain is the source of inspiration. Didn't people say that if there is no pain, what kind of poet is it?"

In fact, Yao Yong still saved face for his uncle.

To persuade Yao Yong to find a serious job, Wang Xiaobo has no such position at all, because he himself quit his serious job and devoted himself to writing.

He told Yao Yong that rock music is not a happy way of life, but his literary creation may not be a happy way of life either.

Wang Xiaobo didn't think about his own affairs, the purpose of his trip was to persuade his nephew, so he immediately said: "Yes, pain is the source of art, but it doesn't have to be your pain, Tchaikovsky himself can It’s not Little Ivan. Marie Carey never harvested cotton in a plantation in the south, Yu Hua never sold blood in a hospital, and Yu Dong was never a fool. I talked to Yu Dong and Yu Hua last night. Let's drink together, don't look at the bitterness in their novels, but they are very happy, drink Wuliangye..."

Originally, when Wang Xiaobo talked about Tchaikovsky and Marikeri, Yu Dong still listened with great interest, but when Wang Xiaobo brought him and Yu Hua with him, he immediately rolled his eyes.

Zhang Xi on the side wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed to do so, so he could only hold back.

"Teacher Yu Dong, I'm going to the bathroom."

Zhang Xi ran away, and Wang Xiaobo inside continued, "All these facts illustrate a truth, the suffering of others is the source of your art, and if you suffer, you will only become the source of others' art."

This time, Yao Yong did not speak.

It seems that this wave of "brainwashing" by Wang Xiaobo is still somewhat effective.

Sitting next to Yu Dong, Zhang Xi blinked and muttered in a low voice, "Uncle Yao Yong is pretty good at talking."

Yu Dong glanced at him, and he quickly shut up again.

After a while, the uncle and nephew came out of the house, and Yao Yong said to Zhang Xi with some embarrassment: "Zhang Xi, I'm leaving with my uncle."

Zhang Xi smiled and said: "It's okay, go back and study hard, and come to play when you're free... You can wait until the holiday next time."

"Okay, you can also go to Yanjing when you have time, and I will definitely entertain you well."

After finishing speaking, Yao Yong went to pack his guitar. Halfway through receiving it, he remembered another thing and turned to look at Yu Dong: "Teacher Yu, I haven't sung to you the song I wrote."

Seeing that he hadn't forgotten about it, Yu Dong smiled and said, "Then you can sing now, I'll listen."

"okay."

Yao Yong nodded happily, grabbed the guitar, first tuned it, and then tried a few more chords.

After several minutes of preparation, he said, "I wrote the lyrics and composed the music for this song. The theme is to praise the heroic deeds of Yu Dong, Yu Hua, Mo Yan and other teachers who fought for our country abroad."

Afterwards, he coughed twice and began to play and sing.

"Open your eyes to the sun
world of nothingness

someone is in my ear
Whisper softly
Let me look up at the blue sky
i don't have wings
can only fall on the street
passers-by on both sides

someday

i will meet death
......"

To be honest, Yu Dong didn't realize that it was a song praising them at all, and couldn't tell that it had anything to do with it, and the more he heard it, the angrier he became in both the tone and the lyrics.

It's no surprise, rock and roll, anger is the norm.

If you evaluate this song with Yu Dong's few musical talents, you can only say it is very average. Uncle Yao Yong is right, he should go back and find a serious job.

But looking at Yao Yong playing and singing, Yu Dong always felt that he looked familiar.

This feeling has always been accompanied by notes, and at the end, Yu Dong suddenly remembered that this Yao Yong seemed to have stayed in Shuimunianhua before, and he was one of the two new members who joined after Li Jian left.

Whether it's called Yao Yong, Yu Dong doesn't remember, but this Fan Yudong has an impression.

Moreover, Yao Yong is also from Tsinghua University, so there is a high possibility that it is him.

But even if Yao Yong joined Shuimunianhua, he probably didn't have a good development in the music industry, because Yu Dong didn't have much impression.

After singing a song, Yao Yong looked at Yu Dong expectantly, waiting for his reaction.

Yu Dong applauded, "It's pretty good."

Wang Xiaobo also applauded, "You sing well, and you play well."

The implication is that this song is written in a really ordinary way.

But Yao Yong was satisfied, put away the guitar, and left Zhang Xi's house with Wang Xiaobo and the others.

On the way, Yu Dong specifically asked Yao Yong about his future plans.

Yao Yong shook his head, and only said that he had to finish his studies first. Tsinghua's coursework was still relatively heavy. In the first half of the year, he was studying while playing in a band, which made people feel a little trance and lost a lot of weight.

Therefore, in the next time, Yao Yong is ready to study hard.

Wang Xiaobo said: "He is in the Department of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering, and he will probably be an electrical engineer when he comes out."

"Maybe I will also work in the computer industry in the future?" Yao Yong said.

"You study electromechanical, what kind of computer are you doing?"

"Aren't you a computer guy? I've learned a lot from you."

Yu Dong knew that Wang Xiaobo was engaged in computers before, and he also knew that his level should be quite high, otherwise he wouldn't be teaching at a university.

It's just that Yu Dong doesn't have an intuitive feeling about how high Wang Xiaobo's level is.

"Is your uncle very good at computers?" Yu Dong asked.

Yao Yong said with a smile, "That's quite high. My uncle is an expert in programming. When I first entered college, he was already using C++ to write his own Chinese input system, Chinese editor and multimedia system."

Yu Dong is a liberal arts student, and he can tell that he is really good. He looked at Wang Xiaobo: "Do you still do these things in normal times?"

Wang Xiaobo nodded: "Well, it's a little fun to do this."

"It's not just for fun." Yao Yong interjected: "He has been making his own e-book for a very simple purpose, that is, to let more people read his book. He believes that in the future, e-book will be a major way for spreading."

Hearing what Yao Yong said, Yu Dong also became interested, "Then you can usually go to the Deep Space Chinese Website, where your goals can be easily achieved?"

"I've been on it." Wang Xiaobo said with a smile, "But I usually just watch it and don't speak on it."

"Uncle, do you usually go to the Deep Space Chinese Website?"

Yao Yong was very surprised, but then he smiled again, "That's right, Shenkong Chinese website is full of literature chatters everywhere, you will definitely join it. But it's a pity, this website is getting bigger and bigger now, with more and more users, But the music section is pitifully small, with few people.”

　It’s the Chinese New Year, a few minutes in advance to wish Pig Stomach Happy New Year’s Eve
　　
　
(End of this chapter)