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Chapter 4 004 Appreciation from academics

004【Appreciation from academics】

The next day.

The family is watching TV.

It just so happened that the latest episode of "Idol of Tomorrow" was broadcast on TV.

Su Qingyun is playing on the TV.

The boy in white was holding a broken acoustic guitar, and sang affectionately on the stage:
"You are snowing in the southern sun"

"I feel like spring in all seasons in the cold nights of the north"

"If there is time before dark I will forget your eyes"

"I can't finish a single dream in my life..."

……

……

The family listened to music while eating.

For some reason, the atmosphere suddenly felt sad.

Dad and mother looked at each other, seeming to think of their youth.

At that time, one south and one north, thousands of rivers and mountains.

But that didn't stop them from loving each other.

"He said you were any praiseworthy beauty"

"Not as good as the first time he met you"

When I heard this sentence, my father was shocked, and gently squeezed my mother's hand.

The two looked at each other, and everything was affectionate without saying a word.

When the singing was over, mother's eyes were already moist, and she couldn't help saying:

"What's the name of this song? It's so well written!"

The daughter just entered the first year of high school, and when she was rebellious, she curled her lips in disdain:
"What's the song, it's so cloudy, I don't understand it."

"Can this be called a good song?"

The mother smiled softly and touched her daughter's head:

"You are still too young to understand the charm behind the song. When you grow up, you will understand."

The daughter stuck out her tongue rebelliously:
"This kind of song has no rhythm at all. It's downright boring, but my Huahua's song is good, full of emotion and explosive power."

"That's called music!"

Dad frowned and said, "I think this song sounds good, and it's written in our hearts."

As soon as he finished speaking, it was the instructor's turn to comment.

At this time, the musical genius Hua Yuchen spoke up:

"This song expresses sorrow for new lyrics!"

"The lyrics are incomprehensible! Playing tricks!"

"Singing skills are even more average!"

"I advise you not to always stare at the garbage dump in the corner, but to listen to international music more and keep up with the trend."

……

When the girl heard Hua Yuchen's comment, she raised her head and proudly said:

"Wow! Huahua is so handsome!"

"Mom and Dad, let me tell you, this Hua Yuchen is a leading figure in the Chinese music scene!"

"People who are professional say that, so it can be seen that this song "Nan Shan Nan" is very ordinary."

The girl is a loyal fan of Hua Yuchen, and now she sees her idol saying the same thing, and she spares no effort to show off:

"Dad, Mom, you should listen to Huahua's music more in the future. He is really talented, otherwise he would not be a mentor!"

Hearing this, Mom and Dad were a little dissatisfied.

Mom murmured, "What Hua Yuchen? He sang a song and howled ghosts and wolves, and screamed a few times from time to time. Can this be called music?"

Dad also echoed: "That's right, that Hua Yuchen's song sounds weird. I think this song "Nan Shan Nan" is good, it sounds comfortable and moving."

When the rebellious girl heard this, she immediately became unhappy, and said back:

"Huahua is right."

"The first two sentences of "Nan Shan Nan" are written incomprehensibly, 'The four seasons are like spring in the cold night in the north, and the snow is falling heavily in the bright sun in the south'. Isn't this a sick sentence?"

At this time, the grandfather who had been silent all the time suddenly put down his chopsticks.

This grandfather, wearing a black Chinese tunic suit and black round glasses, looks like an old pedant from the last century.

He is the famous Mr. Qian Muwen.

He is a professor at the Faculty of Liberal Arts of Luzhou University, specializing in classical literature.

The old man has studied literary works all his life, and he has dabbled in all kinds of poems and songs. Now he heard what his granddaughter said, and finally couldn't help but speak:

"Okay, okay, stop arguing!"

Qian Muwen considered it for a while, and then said:

"The song "Nan Shan Nan". I don't care about the tune, but the lyrics are really good."

"The whole song does not say the word "regret", but it is full of regret."

"The first two sentences, 'You are in the southern sun, and the snow is falling. I am in the cold night in the north, and the seasons are like spring.'"

"Look, good works are created with great effort. Why is it like spring all the year round when I am in the north? Because I am thinking of you in the south. Why is it snowing heavily in the south? Because you are thinking of me in the north. ah."

"The first two sentences have already written all the thoughts and affection."

"One south mountain south, one north sea north, this is a hopeless love, longing for each other but not seeing each other."

"Now there are some salivating songs on the Internet, such as 'I love you, you love me, just like mice love rice'. There are also 'come with me to learn how to bark like a dog, and to bark together', or 'You still delete me Right'. What the hell is this?"

Speaking of this, the old man couldn't get angry:

"I have studied poetry and songs for more than 40 years, and I have never seen the music scene as it is today, which is so vulgar."

The old man is the absolute authority in the family, not only because he is the elder of the family, but also because he holds a pivotal position in the academic circle and is recognized as a master of culture.

"I think this young man named Su Qingyun is pretty good. Please vote for him. I hope he can advance."

Hearing this, Mom and Dad did not hesitate to pick up their mobile phones to vote for Su Qingyun.

Although the rebellious girl was still a little unconvinced, she didn't dare to contradict her grandfather with ten courage.

Suddenly, she looked at the surveillance camera in the living room, and had an idea, yes, that's it.

……

The girl was not convinced, but she didn't dare to contradict her grandfather.

So, she secretly edited the video captured by the surveillance camera in the living room and uploaded it to the Douyin app.

Mr. Qian Muwen, who is he?

Not only a professor of Luzhou University, but also an academic master.

Although Mr. Qian doesn't have many fans among the young people, his words carry a lot of weight.

His random comments suddenly made netizens full of curiosity about "Nanshan South".

A folk song actually won the appreciation of academics?

Soon, related topics rushed to the Douyin hot list.

[Mr. Qian Muwen, an academic master, commented on the folk song "Nanshan South". 】

[Qian Muwen is angry at the Internet saliva song, but praises the folk song "Nanshan South" as a masterpiece! 】

[Qian Muwen praised "Nan Shan Nan" angrily. 】

In this world, folk songs are extremely small, and there are no good folk songs.

When it comes to folk songs, everyone's first impression is a poor scholar who plays and sings by himself, sings in a mess, and feels good about himself.

However, Qian Muwen's evaluation of "Nan Shan Nan" immediately aroused everyone's curiosity.

""Nan Shan Nan"? I haven't heard it, is it really good?"

"Brothers, I'll go and listen to it first, if it doesn't sound good, come back and spray him to death!"

"Folk songs can still have good songs? This old-fashioned taste is too strong!"

""Nan Shan Nan"? Hearing this name, it is full of the breath of Secondary School, I am bah!"

(End of this chapter)