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Chapter 327 Memories of the Forbidden City

Zhang Qiming, who had already been paying attention at the door, saw Liao Yuan coming, and quickly waved: "Xiao Liao, Xiao Liao, come quickly!"

Hearing the sound, the members of the music association who were queuing up for registration all raised their heads. When they saw Liao Yuan, they all gave way out of their heads. Someone greeted loudly: "Mr. Liao!"

"Teacher Liao is so young!"

"The young man is so handsome, not bad, not bad!"

"This is the great pianist who has been very popular recently, so young?"

Everyone's eyes were shining. If Zhang Qiming didn't stop them, someone might come forward to give them a hug, hug their thighs, and feel immortal.

"Teacher Zhang, hey, there are so many people!"

Liao Yuan walked into the conference room and saw that all the veterans of the Music Association, including the president of the Piano Association, Ji Shilian, were present in person. When everyone saw Liao Yuan coming, they all stood up to greet him.

Liao Yuan hurriedly said: "Seniors, please sit down, don't get up, I am a junior, I can't afford it!"

Everyone was polite and sat down one by one.

"Xiao Liao, the Winter Olympics is a big event related to the national sports. You need manpower, so you should come early. There are less than four months before the opening of the Winter Olympics. The time is tight. If you come early, we will make more preparations. .”

Ji Shilian complained.

Liao Yuan smiled and said, "Four months is still a short time?"

"Look at what you said."

Zhao Yuanjing, another president of the Violin Association, said bluntly: "Since the successful bid for the Winter Olympics, it has entered into intense preparation work. Zong Yimou, the director of the opening ceremony, had already started arranging the rehearsal work two years ago. That is to say, Dao Zong is used to you, if you change to someone else, you don't even want to play."

Liao Yuan was stunned, and then said awkwardly: "Well, I don't know Dao Zong!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Who told you to participate in the opening ceremony of the Winter Olympics?" Ji Shilian wondered.

Liao Yuan said: "Minister Guo Qian."

The whole place fell silent.

"Cough cough!"

Zhao Yuanjing smiled: "So it was recommended by Minister Guo, that's right, I said why are you so self-willed, the person recommended by Minister Guo, Lao Mouzi dare not take care of it, haha!"

The laughter was awkward.

"However, rehearsal is still necessary. You have participated in state banquet performances, played in Vienna and Amsterdam, and have seen big scenes, but the people under your hands are different."

Ji Shilian said: "Hurry up and pick people, there are a few months left, you put off all the work, just concentrate on this matter!"

Except for Zhang Qiming who is about 40 years old, who is still young, most of the others are over 50 years old. All the old men and women showed great enthusiasm, as if they regarded this event as a major event that can be done in the near future.

The selection of personnel is also strictly controlled, and it is strictly forbidden to use relationships.

Liao Yuan also had a good time at leisure, so, according to the requirements on the music score, Liao Yuan and several presidents interviewed respectively. Musicians with musical instruments.

After a whole day, hundreds of people came one after another, but finally passed the interview, a total of 36 people, the youngest was 27 years old, and the oldest was 42 years old.

Those who didn't get the interview were not discouraged, instead they excitedly went to Liao Yuan to take a photo with him, to ask for a conversation after drinking, and to brag about it in the future, and they could use the photo as proof.

Afterwards, Liao Yuan took out the three music tapes he had prepared, printed fifty copies of the scores, and distributed one copy to each of the music teachers who passed the interview.

The next day, the Donghai Music Association activated the association funds and rented a large auditorium for Liao Yuan. The rehearsals of the entire orchestra for the past four months were basically completed here.

At the same time, Liao Yuan compressed the three pieces of music into MP3 format and sent them to the Olympic bid team.

The Olympic bid team submitted these three pieces of music to Zong Yimou, the chief director of the opening ceremony, and Guo Gan, the leader of the Olympic bid team who has been concerned about this matter.

Zong Yimou didn't pay too much attention to it, he just waited for the response from above, he knew that he couldn't decide this matter by himself.

Soon, the document was issued, and Minister Guo's intention was decided by Zong Yimou.

Zong Yimou was stunned. After thinking for a while, he understood Minister Guo's meaning.

The Winter Olympics is a big event. Zong Yimou deserves to be number one in terms of professionalism for such an international event. He comes from the Department of Fine Arts and Visual Arts. He has previously successfully hosted the 2008 Summer Olympics and the famous Korean Winter Olympics. "Eight Minutes in Beijing" will be well received all over the world.

Although Minister Guo has a high position and authority, professional matters should naturally be entrusted to professional people.

After getting the authorization, Zong Yimou opened the email, attached a player to the email, and clicked to play.

This piece is "The Original Scenery of Hometown", and the main instrument throughout the whole process is the ocarina. The whirring sound made Zong Yimou's hair stand on end, and he was stunned for a while.

Childhood memories come to mind.

It was the field in late autumn, the sun was setting, and the smoke from the farmhouse was slowly drifting away like white ribbons with the breeze.

The ducks are rushing back to their homes in groups, while the children are barefoot, dancing branches, and running wildly in the fields that have already been harvested and only rice stumps and straw stacks are left.

They dig out loaches, chase frogs, and catch crickets, and their big yellow dog also runs wildly and crazy behind them, never tired of it!
Soon, a mother's call came from afar: XXX, come back for dinner!

"The original scenery of my hometown..."

At the age of 60, Zong Yimou's eyes were wet.

This piece of music, like the melody that existed in the old days, makes Zong Yimou feel more precious. The modern hustle and bustle has taken away too many beautiful feelings, and the exquisite egoism makes everyone polite and indifferent. There is no relationship between people. Without the guaranteed temperature, you and I are both isolated islands, and no one can escape loneliness.

Perhaps the scenery of the hometown will never fade in memory, but the so-called "hometown" is mostly just wishful thinking. When you go back, it is no longer relevant.

"A city that can't take root, a hometown that can't go back!"

Zong Yimou said with emotion.

At this moment, the grudge against Liao Yuan in his heart gradually disappeared. He had heard "Defending the Yellow River" and "Dongfanghong", and felt that Liao Yuan's talent was unfathomable.

Accompanied by the music in his ears, Zong Yimou's heart is full of memories of his home and hometown when he was young.

At this moment, he was full of thoughts.

That mountain, that person, that event seemed to be both clear and blurred.

In the end there was only a sigh.

Zong Yimou asked his assistant to fill up the wolfberry tea, and then clicked on the next piece of music while drinking the tea.

This piece of music is called "Dawn of Heroes".

Zong Yimou filmed a movie about heroes 20 years ago, and it also won unanimous praise from the international community. It was the beginning of his directorial style. Level, although the story is poorly filmed, the picture is extremely beautiful. Although that movie has been criticized in China, it has made Zong Yimou famous abroad.

It can be regarded as a blessing and a curse.

It's just that since 20 years ago, Zong Yimou didn't plan to make martial arts movies after that hero.

Now, listening to this song "Dawn of Heroes", Zong Yimou once again has memories...

The martial arts dream, how many, melodious as you, gone forever.

He sighed.

Click on the next song, "Memories of the Forbidden City".

When the prelude drum sounded, accompanied by the melodious electronic synthesis music, Zong Yimou's deep anxiety and irritability were instantly taken away, and his tired body and mind seemed to be relieved for a moment.

He was shocked, and listened carefully, with a serene expression on his face, as if he had found music that fit his soul.

The soundtrack is superb, and the notes are constantly changing rhythms with the ups and downs of history. The deep percussion seems to ring the big bell of the Yongle Dynasty. The solemn hall covered by the glazed tiles of the Forbidden City represents the magnificence and beauty of the Chinese civilization. brilliant.

At this moment, in Zong Yimou's mind, the ancient and magnificent scenery flashed by, and the picture scroll of profound civilization was transformed into notes one by one.

Just like the astonishment when we first met, it is also the sigh of aphasia.

Excited, Zong Yimou shot the case.

"That's it!"
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Thank you Shan Qingying for your reward. I woke up in the morning with a huge headache and didn’t sleep well. Continue to write and ask for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)