My artist wants to quit the entertainment industry every day

Chapter 215 Who Says Those Who Are Covered in Sludge Are Not Heroes?

What I never expected was that going to Guo Fan to participate in the discussion of the script creation period solved the dilemma that Chi Yu encountered in the interpretation of "The Lonely Brave".

But Guo Fan didn't let him go immediately, but dragged him, and discussed until [-]:[-] p.m., finally discussed a direction that could move forward, and then let him go.

After finishing the script discussion that afternoon, Chi Yu asked Lao Chen to drive to the recording studio.

"Teachers, we may have to get off work overtime tonight!"

As soon as he entered the recording studio, Chi Yu put a bunch of snacks, cigarettes and alcohol that he bought along the way on the table.

"Heh! I said you asked your agent to call us to come over. Is this how you feel?"

The recording teacher picked up the can of beer, looked at it carefully, and asked with a smile, "Not bad, this is the first time I've seen you come to bring something."

"Well, not necessarily exactly."

Chi Yu thought of the pictures in his mind, and said confidently: "But I feel that we will be able to complete the recording of this song before the sun comes out tomorrow!"

"Are you so confident?" The arranger teacher tore open the bag and grabbed a handful of melon seeds.

"Why don't you try it first? No, I'll prepare for a while, and I'm a little excited now. Excitement is not okay, yes, excitement is not okay."

As Chi Yu said, he walked towards the recording studio and locked himself inside.

Leaving everyone staring at each other.

"So, where did he go today, and what kind of stimulation did he receive?"

"Who knows? But artists are like this, aren't we the same? If you find inspiration, you can devote yourself to it and let the whole world not bother you."

"Is such that."

"So, let's eat and drink first? It's time for afternoon tea."

"You have afternoon tea at 06:30 p.m.? It's obviously dinner time."

"So, who among us eats dinner?"

"dinner?"

"what is that?"

"Is anyone still having dinner?"

"Normal people eat dinner?"

"Synonymous with supper?"

"cheers!"

"Come on, come on, while this kid is holding his inspiration inside, the brothers will drink first."

"That's not good?"

"What's wrong. He brought so many snacks, beer, and Hua Zi, isn't it just to make us high?"

"Will it affect the recording of songs for a while?"

"Dude, you're new here. My brother wants me to tell you a secret in the industry. For things like recording songs, as long as you don't do it alone, you have to be in a state of being slightly drunk!"

"It's going to be a little crazy at the end!"

"You don't need a singer, do you?"

"Singers can't, singers can't open their voices when they drink."

"But I heard that some singers like to drink while singing, and they especially like the feeling of being drunk?"

"wrong!"

"wrong?"

"Yes, you are wrong, those so-called drunks are not drunk."

"Well, I don't quite understand."

"I'm telling you quietly, those drunks are actually in high spirits."

"Oh! You mean..."

"Stop it, I didn't say anything, drink, drink!"

Outside, several teachers had already drunk.

Chi Yu sat in the recording room, and then took out a thick envelope from his backpack.

The envelope was opened, and inside were a bunch of photos.

The photo is not big, it is an ordinary 5 inches.

Some of the photos look like they have aged, and even look like they were in the period of the Republic of China, they are gray and plain.

Chi Yu looked at each photo carefully, and then signaled to the outside that he was going to stick these photos on the glass in front of him with double-sided tape.

After getting approval, he didn't follow the order, so he messed up the photos and posted them.

"What is he doing?"

"Post a picture?"

"Do you want to rely on these photos to find inspiration for singing? It's quite clever."

"It's just that these photos are a bit strange. I thought they were stills from the Battle of the Two Cities. Why are they all old photos?"

"Who knows!"

"Singers have different ways of finding inspiration. Some like to sing against the toilet in the bathroom, some like to sing on the rooftop, and some like to sing while having sex..."

"Damn it! Can you sing during papa papa?"

"Rare is more strange, isn't it?"

"Mr. Li, let me give you an example."

"Give me an example? Hey, here you are, candied chestnuts!"

"Xiao Xu, let me tell you, the water here is very deep, you can't ask casually..."

"Okay, don't spoil classmate Xiao Xu, drink, all in the wine!"

"Come on, finish this cup!"

Everyone was eating and drinking outside, it was very lively.

In the recording room, Chi Yu looked at the photos for half an hour.

He is like, the player with the strongest brain, trying to remember the location of each photo.

Then, he sat on a high stool, closed his eyes, and began to compose in his mind the era and picture of the people in those photos.

Then one by one, the pictures began to move in his mind, like a revolving lantern, with a montage effect, so lively.

It's like a Marvel title.

"Okay, brothers, keep your voice down."

"Well, it seems that he has entered a state."

"I hope I can go through it all over again. In this case, we also drink, smoke, and eat. It's a good deal."

"Makes sense."

"Hehe, be careful, if this one gets crazy, he might really be able to spend the whole night."

"Ah? Teacher Ouyang, have you ever seen him go crazy?"

"I haven't. Have you seen it in the Awakening Age? One of the scenes of writing a madman's diary is said to be filmed from the afternoon to the next morning!"

"Fuck! So ruthless!"

"If you're not ruthless, you won't be able to stand still."

"Calm down, it's about to start."

"Put down the wine, put down the cigarettes, put down the food, let's hear how this one feels when he finds it."

"Working!"

……

In the recording room, Chi Yu finally opened his eyes.

For a moment, he felt that he had entered a particularly strange scene.

Like the legend, in the long river of time, he is fishing patiently on the bank of the long river of time.

A fishing is a fish of picture and a fish of story.

Those fish, like the legendary spiritual fruit, got into his brain.

One after another fish, at this moment, is swimming wantonly in his mind.

So, he gestured OK to the teachers who had put down their cigarettes, alcohol and snacks, and put on the recording earphones, like a soul guide that receives messages from fish.

After the prelude of some sob feeling.

Chi Yu stared at one of the photos with impressive clarity, and then began to sing.

"Everyone is brave..."

"The wound on your forehead, yours, is different, your mistake..."

This photo is of a man standing upright.

Although the clarity of the photo was mediocre, the heroic spirit on the man was still overwhelming.

Chi Yu seemed to hear a voice: "The reforms of all countries are all formed by bloodshed. Today, China has never heard of anyone who shed blood because of reforms. This is the reason why this country is not prosperous. If there are, please start from the same generation."

He saw the dirty prison, the wall with the blood on his forehead.

He seemed to hear another voice: "I am laughing at the sky from the sword, and I will leave Kunlun with my heart and gall."

He saw a lonely figure walking calmly towards Caishikou Execution Ground outside Xuanwu Gate.

He saw the bustling onlookers, the numb or excited faces, the pinched necks, the bowls in their hands, and the steamed buns...

He saw the raised sword, and it is said that on this day, the executioners, on a rare occasion, got an overdose of alcohol, which allowed them to spray the sword twice.

That big knife cut down!

Strong, the reformation wanted to kill the thief but did not return to heaven, and eventually became the hatred of the country;
Hurry up!Let the blood stand in Kunlun to show the liver and gallbladder, and wake up our people forever.

This is the first lone warrior!
He, and the other five people around him, as well as those people of the same era, are the first lone warriors!
Those bloody, not because of their fault!

These pictures, in Chi Yu's mind, disappeared in an instant.

The recording teacher who was listening outside froze for a moment, and opened his mouth into an O shape, the kind of O shape that can stuff twenty Huazi at the same time.

"What's the situation?" Arranger Qian Lei asked in a very low voice.

"Fuck! Is this a different person?"

The recording teacher Li Weiming was surprised, the voice was a bit loud.

Fortunately, it will not affect the delay in the recording room.

He handed an earphone to Qian Lei: "Listen yourself."

Qian Lei frowned and picked up the earphones, only plugging one on the left ear, and heard that Chi Yu was singing the second line.

"Everyone, there is no need to hide..."

"Your battered doll, your, mask, your ego..."

"hiss!"

Qian Lei only heard the first word of the second sentence, and his eyes changed. He immediately put on his earphones, and stared at Chi Yu in the recording room without blinking.

In the recording room, Chi Yu's eyes fell on another photo.

This photo is a little newer, but not by much.

It is a juvenile who does not look like an adult, and it can also be said to be a child.

Chi Yu asked Fang Yuan, who collected the photos, who was in the photos, and Fang Yuan shook her head and said she didn't know, because she didn't have a name.

Yes, no names.

Like many people of that era, they had no names.

They put on the mask of national hatred and family hatred to defend the country, they throw away the dolls that they should hold in their hands at this age, they awaken, and they are called the self of not being subjugated slaves!
They went forward one after another, and their blood paved the road extending in all directions in this era.

Chi Yu looked at the photo and thought of Gu Mai from "My Leader, My Regiment", and the little hero who died with the invaders when he was 13 years old when he went to the battlefield for the first time...

"They say, take the light and tame every monster..."

"They say, stitch your wounds up, no one loves clowns..."

"Why lonely, impossible, glorious..."

"People are only imperfect, worthy of praise..."

"Who says a man covered in mud is not a hero..."

One by one, the pictures popped up in Chi Yu's mind, and then jumped out again.

Right now, in front of his eyes, the person in the photo is like a beggar, no, he is indeed a beggar right now!

However, he had to disguise himself as a beggar.

He is Mr. Zhao.

He should have been the first Chinese scientist to win the Nobel Prize, but because of the mistakes of the jury, he missed the Nobel Prize in Physics.

Later we learned that world-renowned scientists such as Qian Lao, Deng Lao, Cheng Lao, Wang Lao, and Yang Lao were all his students, but his own name is rarely known.

In 1937, at the gate of the Changsha Temporary School of Qinghua University, a crazy person came. He was leaning on a wooden stick in one hand and holding a pickle jar tightly in the other.

He ignored him and wanted to rush into the school, but the guard saw that he was dirty and thought he was a beggar, so he stopped him.

At this time, the principal Mei Yiqi sent the guests to the school gate.

The beggar immediately rushed over and grabbed Mei Yiqi's clothes, and shouted, "Principal Mei."

Seeing that Mei Yiqi didn't recognize him, he shouted again: "Principal Mei, I'm Zhao Zhongyao!"

Mei Yiqi was shocked, and immediately took him to the office. Seeing Zhao Zhongyao's chest was covered with blood, she was so sad that she wept, and said repeatedly: "Professor Zhao Gao Yi, you have worked hard."

And the pickle jar contained 50 milligrams of radioactive radium!
For Zhao Zhongyao, the 50 mg of radium is his life, he doesn't feel pain, instead he keeps giggling.

This Zhao Zhongyao is the earliest discoverer of the creation and annihilation of electron-positrons. Without his discovery, there would be no current electron-positron collider.

Moreover, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the founder of Huaguo's "Mushroom Cloud".

Chi Yu looked at Zhao Zhongyao, who was like a beggar, in the photo, and thought of the risk that he had almost paid with his life for the 50 mg of radium along the way, and his heart was surging.

He is also a lone warrior.

Looking at this photo, who can say that a man covered in mud is not a hero? !

"I love you walking in a dark alley alone..."

"I love the way you don't kneel..."

"Love you to persevere through despair..."

"Don't want to cry..."

"Love your tattered clothes..."

"But dare to block the gun of fate..."

"Love you so much like me..."

"The gaps are all the same..."

One photo after another, one picture after another, flashed in Chi Yu's mind.

His voice is full of a sense of power, but it is not the kind of roaring power at all, but a thick, fearless, and confident sense of power.

"Go? Do you deserve it? This ragged cloak..."

"Fight? Fight! With the humblest dream..."

"To the whimpers and howls in the night..."

"Who said that those who stand in the light are heroes..."

After singing up to this point, Chi Yu couldn't help but see the scenes in "The Age of Awakening" when they died heroically.

In that era, although there were thousands of people who had Mr. Shou Chang, there were countless young people who died silently like Yan Nian Qiao Nian.

Especially Qiao Nian and Yan Nian.

When they left their father, the smiles they turned back were so bright, like children's sunshine.

And when they died, their bodies were covered with blood and scars, and their smiles remained the same.

Later...

Later, there was a Yanqiao Road, with residences, police stations, primary schools, thousands of lights, anti-violence and peace, flowers of the motherland, and hope of the country, leading to the prosperous Kangzhuang Avenue.

Some people say that "Age of Awakening" is so beautiful, is there a sequel?

One of the best answers I have seen is: "Your good life now is the sequel."

Cherish everything you have!

Today's peace was once a day that countless people longed for but could not obtain!

……

"Love you come from the wild..."

"I don't borrow anyone's light in my life..."

"You will build your city..."

"Above the ruins..."

"Go? Go! With the humblest dream..."

"Fight? Fight! With the loneliest dream..."

"To the whimpers and howls in the night..."

"Who said that those who stand in the light are heroes..."

In the end, Chi Yu's voice finally tinged with a little roar.

And after his roar, the sobbing melody stopped abruptly at a certain moment.

this moment.

In the recording room, Chi Yu closed his eyes and breathed slowly, afraid that taking a deep breath would disturb the images of those lonely brave men in his mind.

He was a little weak at this moment, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Outside the recording room, everyone, arranger Qian Leidu, recording teacher Li Weiming, and others all looked dumbfounded at Chi Yu in the recording room and remained silent.

They didn't want to disturb Chi Yu inside, even though they couldn't hear the outside voice at all.

Until a certain moment, Chi Yu opened his eyes and stood up slowly.

Then, thunderous applause sounded outside the recording room.

Although Chi Yu couldn't hear them, but seeing how they were trying hard and their mouth shapes probably contained short words such as "awesome", "fucking", "extremely explosive", and "awesome", I knew that they just recorded This time, the direction is probably right.

"This time, it really is an interpretation on another level."

"Yes, it feels like a different person."

"I have to say, some people are really... formidable!"

"Fuck, I thought you paused for a long time, and you could hold back some awesome words. It turned out to be amazing?"

"Then you want an awesome word?"

"Brilliant!"

"..."

"Mr. Li, Mr. Qian, let's use this as the standard, shall we continue to grind?"

After the applause stopped, Chi Yu walked out of the recording room with a thermos and said with a smile.

　I'm back! !If you want to be recommended, you have to explode, it's so difficult. . .Thank you for the rainy night Lingren, grilled fish in clear water, reading newspapers, angels, for the monthly pass! ! !
　　
　
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