Prodigal son never prodigal

Chapter 71 Aren’t you an academic girl?
Song Siyu had long looked forward to the stars and counted the moon, so she would dress up carefully and wear red sleeves to add fragrance.

But the family members saw the clues, and even got the evidence from his uncle.

Parents and elders should come and see it!
Even though she explained in every possible way that she was really just a colleague collaborating on a research project, her shy face turned red just by talking about it, which made the elders pick up their mobile phones to record this historic moment.

In desperation, I had no choice but to endure my temper, resist the instructor's urging, and stay at home until 09:30.

I saw in the Weixin group that it had already started, so I tried my best to avoid coming when there was time for conversation.

If that enemy makes it difficult for him to step down in front of his elders, he really doesn't want to live anymore.

Terrified.

The parents who were observing carefully used their eyes to communicate with surprise that they were preparing a dowry?
I specifically asked not to attract attention, so I only asked the driver to drive two Alfas over. However, as soon as I arrived, I saw a long row of luxury cars occupying the parking space.

Not only was the black Land Rover that she remembered so vividly parked in the middle, but there were also two strong drivers in black suits and white shirts standing in front and behind the convoy!

What a pomp!
Song Siyu herself was shocked and didn't dare to say anything, for fear that if she said something wrong, it would affect the impression of her parents.

The father still used clichés with more social experience: "They are all Luzhou license plates. Does it have anything to do with the young man?"

Song Siyu's white, rich and beautiful temperament that used to be long-sleeved and good at dancing has long gone.

Qiqi Aai: "I don't know either. The first time he came to Jinling, he didn't seem to stay in the dormitory or hotel. The second time, a driver drove the middle car for him. This third time..."

The mother was shocked, when had she seen her daughter so defeated and defeated: "Then I must see what kind of young man he is!"

The aunt in the back row quickly cheered her up.

Following the car that stopped, the elders, brothers and sisters-in-law were also excited and excited: "Are these all entrepreneurs who came from Luzhou to listen to this ancient song?"

Otherwise, who would be able to collect such a bunch of luxury cars? Although they are a mix of old and new, the BMW is almost the same. It may be an entourage car.

The momentum is still there.

The whole family took advantage of the crisp autumn air and climbed up the stairs.

It’s also a bit strange, are there usually so many people hiking and hiking?

Song Siyu could almost hear her rapidly accelerating heartbeat. It was said that she was supporting her mother, and she was almost hanging on her mother's arm.

Her mother's expression had to become serious.

Walking into the small square of the teaching building of the Conservatory of Music, there were already crowds of students coming from all directions to see the strange things, many of them still carrying breakfast lunch boxes.

Is art so attractive?
really high.

Originally, they all came to see the gossip after hearing the news, but ended up squeezing through the door and window of the amphitheater of the Conservatory of Music, and were amazed by what they heard.

Since Gai Qingyun took the initiative to contact Professor Cai and said that he could come to the National Normal University to do a project this week, he must have informed all the leaders of the music school and even the National Normal University who could contact him for arrangements.

This is already the most valuable academic topic in the entire conservatory of music.

Even if you look at the Provincial Normal University, which has six postdoctoral research stations, you can't find such a promising academic benchmark across the country and even the world.

How many civilizations can the artistic singing style of 1000 years ago be passed down?
This is not nonsense. In the past half month, the Conservatory of Music and the Chinese Department have worked hard to collect almost all the ancient documents that can be found to compare the pronunciations and tunes that were previously plausible.

In the end, many parties confirmed that the names of the existing poems are just right!
Just like doing mathematical operations, all the results and arguments are just right.

Ancient literature research experts in Pingjing and Shanghai have heard the rumors and are verifying this possibility in many ways.

The fruits are about to explode.

So today is actually a periodic report on academic results.

Yan Qing was not surprised at all. After hearing Cai Honglin come on stage to express the academic value in a concise and comprehensive manner, he immediately asked him to sing the famous "Man Jiang Hong" with the accompaniment of a folk orchestra.

Didn't Song Siyu's mentor comment long ago that Yan Qing's singing has obvious pronunciation characteristics of the Mongolian Plateau, which is also the reason for the influence of the Hu people in the Tang and Song Dynasties.

This further confirms that the singing style of a series of Song lyrics is Gen Hongmiaozheng.

For Yan Qing, singing "Man Jiang Hong" again is no longer an encounter.

He has become able to control emotions and ups and downs with ease.

You can even bring backup dancers!

"Wang Lijuan, Xiao Zhong... follow the rhythm and play long punches!"

The legendary Taizu Changquan comes from Song Taizu of the Zhao family.

In fact, when Wang Lijuan and the others perform martial arts routines, they also have to play background music.

very familiar.

I was just surprised that I had already told me to change my martial arts uniform.

What kind of JK outfit should I wear...

But it was precisely this tight white shirt and flying pleated skirt, together with the boy in the shirt who had taken off his suit.

It shows a modern boyish spirit.

When Yan Qing led the melody with the sonorous pipa and sang "Don't wait for a moment, the young man's head has turned gray, and he is so sad...", the whole audience couldn't help but applaud!Because even though "Jingkang is humiliated, it has not yet snowed", but we have already seen the hope of "cleaning up the old mountains and rivers"!

The young man wearing cheap sportswear is free and bold, and the young girl behind him is leaping like a tiger.

Full of vitality.

Regardless of whether they can sing or not, the college students who quietly squeezed in and sat at the back of the lecture theater could not help but twitch their lips and move their heads to the beat.

Just like those sports students in suits, they completely forgot what they were here for, only clenching their fists with excitement and blood flowing!
Sounds great!

This is the taste, for this poem, so what if I am shrouded in a battlefield!

When a man has this kind of mentality, his temperament will definitely not be vulgar, but will be strong and powerful.

Those girls in Hanfu who usually look sad for spring and autumn, are very formal and pretentious, but now they are playing their instruments more seriously than the other, and are concentrating on the performance.

Forget the gender differences, only the same passion and glory shine in the heart.

Leaders at all levels, who are usually quite stable, couldn't help but look around and raised their mobile phones to record a rare scene in their educational career.

So it was already almost ten o'clock when the Song family arrived, and the lecture theater, which could accommodate about three hundred people, was packed with people. The aisles, porches, and windows were full of people.

Unless the old man opens the way, the students will not get out of the way.

Because she sang "Snow Plum Fragrance·Scenery Xiao Suo" that she had rehearsed before, Yan Qing just started to demonstrate the academic process of the project and wrote down another famous song by Liu Yong "Die Lian Hua. Feng Qi Wu" on the whiteboard.

Then he picked up Zhong Ruan, signaled for recording and video confirmation, and played and sang solo.

Even if you are not a liberal arts major, you can't wait to see the ending sentence "The clothes are getting wider and you will never regret it, and you will feel haggard because of the beauty...".

Sure enough, it is obvious that "Snow Plum Fragrance·Scenery Xiaosuo" and "Die Lian Hua·Feng Qi Wu" are Liu Yong's works.

They even used "climbing high" to open the song to express their emotions after being moved by the scene.

It should be about the same tone, right?

But the former is a bleak autumn, and the whole song is sung with sadness.

The latter is the bright spring, even if it still expresses the far-sightedness and endless sorrow, filling the sky gloomily...

It may even be the same singer that I miss.

Yan Qing sang with joy: "I want to get drunk with the madness, and sing to the wine, the strong music is still tasteless..."

Even though the pronunciation is slightly different, everyone looks at the words on the whiteboard and certainly knows what he is singing.

All with a knowing smile.

Because it was obviously very sad, I wanted to indulge myself and get drunk for a while, but when I raised my glass, I felt that the indulgence of reluctantly seeking pleasure was boring. This kind of mood was sung by him as a joke about the need to have all the joy in life.

The same words and the same tune were interpreted into different emotions by the singer on the spot.

This is the kind of high-end singing variety show that only famous singers have skills.

So at the end of the song, it turned out to be a self-satisfied and clear "I am getting thinner and I don't feel regret, for you I am willing to be haggard."

Yes, love can't be so pretentious. It has to be sad and tragic. Isn't the experience of love the greatest happiness?

It's similar to the style of "don't care about eternity, just want what you once had".

The girls in Hanfu were so excited when they heard that, as if the young man in front of them was wearing some gorgeous clothes, only his voice, face and smile were there.

The pieces of Hanfu fluttering in their hearts, as if shaking like this can express that they understand the meaning of the song.

Song Siyu squeezed in, and after finally hearing the second half, her whole body went numb.

Her mother was beside her, looking at her daughter's appearance, and her heart felt so full.

This is not the right person, it is simply the magic star of destiny!
I still want to play the side drum.

When the singing gradually faded, he took advantage of the screams, cheers, and applause to point out to his daughter softly: "Talent is for sure, but there are two problems at the same time. Firstly, there must be a lot of people of the opposite sex who like him, and he seems to be a seasoned pro. Secondly, such a young man is inevitably a bit frivolous and does not have much academic spirit..."

As if responding to the comment of the invisible wealthy aunt in the distance, the young man in sportswear on the stage adjusted his glasses to hide his slightly surprised look.

Following Gai Qingyun's request, he handed Zhong Ruan to the musician who immediately came to greet him.

He walked to the center of the stage and talked eloquently: "Just now, Professor Cai called the singing song of Ci Paiming a treasure of national art. I also showed that the language of this kind of art can promote performance re-creation. This kind of charm is Where is the source..."

The whole audience was astonished. It turned out that there were three different expressions of emotions from River Red, Snow Plum Blossom to Dielianhua.

Were you deliberately trying to be academic?

Is this a direct upgrade from the most basic academic collection work to an academic paper?
What kind of talent is this...

Of course, this talent comes from copying and pasting Gai Qingyun’s comments after listening to it.

For a high-scoring Chinese language test taker in the college entrance examination, he is already quite familiar with this kind of work.

(End of this chapter)