I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 163 Even if the car overturns, we must come together
After not seeing him for a long time, Chu Qingmian's clinginess started to rise again, and her watery eyes kept chasing him.

"How's your song selection going?"

Su Chengyi felt very guilty when he looked at these clear eyes.

If he didn't find a new topic quickly, Chu Qingmian would probably ask him curiously why he went so far away to get a haircut.

"There are a few alternatives."

Seeing that he got to the point of the conversation, Han Bing called up a few videos on his phone for him to watch.

It can be seen that the two of them had discussed it carefully before he joined, and they covered various styles of music.

The Japanese lyrical style "The Street Where the Wind Lives"; the classical repertoire "Liang Zhu", "A Daughter's Love" and "Bai Suzhen at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain"; the R&B and Chinese style combinations of "Orchid Pavilion Preface", "Blue and White Porcelain" and "Fireworks Easily Cold" .

When things have developed to this point, Su Chengyi's mentality about performing shows has changed slightly.

In the beginning, he actually had the idea that he was forced to do business and do whatever he wanted. Anyway, the school wanted to push him on stage to perform, both covertly and overtly. The purpose was self-evident.

The purpose is to take advantage of his recent popularity and high topicality to make another large-scale publicity for No. [-] Middle School, so that there is no need to worry about the enrollment in the second half of the year.

In addition, I also want to take advantage of his last moments on the eve of graduation to completely tie the three words Su Chengyi to Tang'an No. [-] Experimental Middle School and make him an iconic figure, just like the poster girl.

This kind of behavior that seems to be a bit of a thief is actually very unpleasant. If it were in the previous life, Su Chengyi would definitely turn around and leave, no matter who comes, and love whoever.

But now his mind has changed, and his personality is much more docile and easy-going.

After all, if you live your life again, you have to do many things that you have never done in your previous life, so that you will have no regrets.

Regardless of the school's purpose for doing this, it is not bad to have such an opportunity to perform on stage in a large-scale event and have full control of the design.

A tree that had only appeared in the background before was so stupid.

And now we see how much Han Bing and Chu Qingmian paid attention to this performance, and when Chen Jinzhi comforted him last time, he mentioned that the reason why he was willing to sing Huangmei Opera was to share happy memories with him.

These are enough to cheer him up, and he will not be the one who makes things worse and drags down the team.

Finally, the erhu is not just an ordinary musical instrument to him, but also has a very important meaning.It contains the memory of the deceased loved ones and the courage to say goodbye to the past and move forward.

Su Chengyi once dusted it off, but now he is picking it up again. He also wants to show the charm of this national musical instrument in front of everyone and correct some people's stereotypes about the erhu.

If grandpa could see it, he would be very happy, after all, he is a person who treats folk music so seriously and loves it.

Su Chengyi carefully watched these videos and came up with some new ideas, but for the specific details, he and Chu Qingmian still had to play together first to judge the feasibility.

In fact, it sounds from the video that the ensemble of the two instruments in these songs is quite harmonious.

However, the school anniversary is a live performance, and it is also a bit competitive, so there are obviously more aspects to consider than simple video recording.

For example, the creation of a live atmosphere, the ability to stir up the audience's emotions, and the judges' consideration of the difficulty of the track.

"Although "The Street Where the Wind Lives" is nice to listen to, this refreshing and healing style is not suitable and does not have an advantage in competitive competitions. It may not be as memorable as the social shake of Class [-]."

Su Chengyi said as he took out the key from his pocket and opened the door.

"Let's look at the order of appearance."

Han Bing curled his lips and said,

"I think if it was performed behind them, the judges might feel that their ears have been purified."

"Yes, but it's too random. It's best for us to focus on our own show. You don't have to take off your shoes. I'll have to mop the floor anyway."

Now that there were more and more visitors at home, Su Chengyi began to consider whether to buy a few more pairs of slippers to put at home. He walked into the living room first and turned on the air conditioner.

"And we also have to take into account the elements of Huangmei Opera."

Chu Qingmian still took off her shoes before walking in, and squatted down to put the shoes away neatly.

Only then did Su Chengyi notice that she was actually wearing a pair of light blue AJ11s today, which matched her blue and white school uniform very well.

It is relatively rare for girls to wear basketball shoes, but this relatively unpopular model is even rarer.

Su Chengyi opened the shoe cabinet and placed Yang Liu's women's slippers at her feet.

"If you turn on the air conditioner, you'll catch a cold if you step on the floor."

Chu Qingmian nodded obediently.

Looking up, Su Chengyi paused for a moment to see Han Bing with his hands on his hips and a speechless face.
"There are no slippers anymore, just put on your shoes and come in. The same goes for you, Uncle Gao."

Uncle Gao walked at the back. He didn't want his mother-in-law to worry about this. He just nodded, pulled up a chair and sat down.

The cold air from the air conditioner quickly lowered the temperature of the entire room. The afternoon sunlight reflected through the glass windows onto the wooden floor. Su Chengyi walked over and closed the curtains.

Chu Qingmian's eyes followed his footsteps all the way, and the floor was obviously spotless.

"what happened?"

Su Chengyi poured a cup of warm boiled water for everyone and noticed her gaze.

Chu Qingmian shook her head, feeling that his whole body exuded a certain spotless temperament.

"Then the next step is to choose from several Chinese-style songs from classical opera and entanglement."

Speaking of this, Su Chengyi suddenly thought that Tangle Lun's new album "The Greatest Work" has been released.

Although the final evaluation given by the public is not so satisfactory, they all feel that it is incomparable with his early songs.

But Su Chengyi also agreed with his own statement - "It's the memories that add points to everyone."

"Which of these three Chinese-style songs does Mianmian like better?"

Han Bing knew that Chu Qingmian liked entangled Lun very much, so he asked directly.

"Well, in my case, it would be "Lanting Preface". I like the lyrics of this song very much, compared to "Fireworks Easily Cold" is too sad!"

Chu Qingmian sipped the boiled water in the cup and answered with a slight hesitation.

Su Chengyi followed her words and recalled the lyrics of these two songs and the feelings they expressed.

One song is: "It has nothing to do with the wind and the moon, I am waiting for you to return to the preface. With a single stroke of pen, there are thousands of waves on the shore."

One song is: "It rains heavily, and the vegetation is deep in my old hometown. I heard that you are always alone."

In fact, I quite like it.

"Let me tell you my thoughts first. The program duration specified by the school this time is about 5 minutes. In the sample video selected by Han Bing, the "Butterfly Lovers" part is two minutes and six seconds, and the other durations are also about 2 minutes.

If you add in the Huangmei Opera section in the middle, it will be about 1 minute longer, and the remaining time is still plenty. "

Su Chengyi poured himself a glass of water, and then said slowly:

"The key point I made casually in class was the mixture of forms, so we don't necessarily have to perform only one fixed piece. We can add a piece of other popular songs that are more popular among young people at the end of the classical opera."

Chu Qingmian tilted her head, seeming to be very interested in his proposal.

Han Bing frowned and replied:

"This is a good idea, but how do you add it specifically? If you just pause at the end, or directly switch to a pop song, it will look very stiff and abrupt, right?"

Su Chengyi smiled and shook his head.
"Of course that's not the case, I mean re-arranging the music. In this way, the smoothness of the inserted clips of Huangmei Opera in the middle is also solved at the same time."

Chu Qingmian's eyes widened.

"Ah? You can also arrange music?"

"I didn't know how, so I found foreign aid. You've seen it."

The foreign aid is the familiar face that I saw in Chu Qingmian’s circle of friends last time, in the group photo backstage at the Chinese Style Performance Conference—Mr. Li.

He is a composer with a high status in China. He has written many Chinese-style songs that are famous overseas, and he is also an expert arranger.

Su Chengyi opened WeChat on her phone and showed the chat history to the two of them.

In order to show sincerity, Su Chengyi sent a voice message to Mr. Li, a 35-second voice message.

"Hello, Mr. Li, I am Su Chengyi, excuse me for disturbing you. It coincides with the [-]th anniversary of Tang'an No. [-] Middle School, and I was invited to participate in the performance as a representative of the senior high school students. However, I have little talent and little knowledge, and I have too many doubts about the arrangement of the music. How can I Could you please give me some advice?"

Mr. Li’s reply was:
"Chengyi, your message has been received and it is feasible. There is no need for any courtesy between you and me. Li is lucky to be able to cooperate with Zhiyuan's grandson."

"What?? You know Mr. Li!"

Chu Qingmian was shocked.

The last time she went to the Chinese style concert, the teachers who she thought were already very powerful, when they saw Mr. Li, they all nodded and bowed, like minions, like shrimp soldiers and crab generals!
"It's not that I know him, it's my grandpa who knows him. They have been old friends for many years."

Su Chengyi had a calm expression on his face.

"Of course, but, do you people in the Chinese culture circle speak so politely?"

Han Bing complained accurately.

"I don't know. My grandpa has always spoken in this tone since he was a child, so I'm used to it."

Su Chengyi spread his hands.

The two met at the National Conservatory of Music when they were young, and they hit it off immediately, like mountains and rivers, spring and snow.

Mr. Li composed the music and his grandfather played it. As the years went by, their cooperation became more tacit and harmonious.

Both of them are stubborn and will quarrel with each other when they have different opinions.

But the quarrel only lasted for two or three days at most.The ending is either Mr. Li coming to make peace with the teapot, or grandpa sitting in front of the chessboard and sighing, giving various hints to others to call Mr. Li.

After his grandfather passed away, Mr. Li withdrew from the music scene and stopped composing music.

This is probably what Boya Juexian means in the modern sense.

So asking Mr. Li to come out now is more difficult than climbing to the sky in a real sense, and it is not something that can be solved with money.

Artists of the older generation like them all have high aspirations and hate the copper-smelling entertainment industry.

Han Bing's usual music listening direction has nothing to do with Chinese folk music. She searched for Mr. Li's name in the music player with a little curiosity.

Seeing those extremely familiar childhood film and television episodes, she realized that her eyes widened.

"OK, now that the problem of music arrangement is solved, all we need to do is send the selected music, right?"

With such strong foreign aid, Han Bing stood up excitedly,

"Damn it, how could a ruined school celebration be so virtuous!"

"That's pretty much what it means."

Su Chengyi also stood up and lifted up Chu Qingmian who was nestled on the sofa beside her.

"Let's go, don't you like "Lanting Preface"? Let's try it first."

When Chu Qingmian walked into the last room again, her first feeling was: it had become so clean.

Su Chengyi has already cleaned it again.He used to skip this utility room every time he cleaned. He sealed this room in dust both physically and mentally.

But now it has started again.

After Chu Qingmian sits in front of the piano, her whole temperament will become different.

Su Chengyi suddenly saw her playing the piano against the moonlight in that abandoned music classroom.

After unknowingly staring at her for a long time, Chu Qingmian tilted her head and glanced at him, and then he realized that the erhu had started the song first.

Su Chengyi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, drew the bow and stringed the strings, and played a melodious tune.

After a few beats, the sound of piano joined in, suddenly adding a bit of warmth to the sad and sad tune.

"Lanting Lintie, running script is like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The door is pushed under the moon, and my heart is as thin as your steps. "

The music moved with my heart. This was only the second time the two played together, but somehow it felt like they had rehearsed it tens of thousands of times. They were already in perfect harmony.

Han Bing listened on the side and felt that this originally sad piece of music was played by the two of them in a loving and affectionate way.

"No matter how you interpret the word "love", it won't be right no matter how you write it.

And what I lack is the understanding of your life. "

The last note ended, and Chu Qingmian played the last key.

"You two are really awesome."

Han Bing clasped his hands together and was already in a state of worship.

"I really regret not bringing Xu Yang here. He is not here now, which makes me the only mortal here again. It's annoying to death."

"How about choosing this as a popular song? I like it so much!"

Chu Qingmian's eyes were bright and she was obviously very satisfied.

"If I had to choose this song, then I would choose "Butterfly Lovers" among the previous ones. I think these two songs fit together very well."

Su Chengyi played a short verse of a classic tune with the erhu in his hand.

"Actually, my favorite among traditional folk tales is Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. Many people compare them with the Western Romeo and Juliet, but in fact the two are different."

"Indeed, I have seen many public accounts talking about the two together."

Han Bing nodded and agreed with him.

Su Chengyi thought for a moment and then continued:
"The story of Romeo and Juliet is like a moth flying into a flame. It is a vigorous story. The two fell in love at first sight, fell in love, and then parted ways. After all, it only took a few days. This has something to do with the social background at that time. At that time, people were turbulent and uneasy. People are at risk. Everyone's life is short, so we should express our feelings as directly and quickly as possible in our limited life."

"The story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai is consistent with the ancient people's love values. It is a long-lasting love that flows slowly. But their ending is also a tragic death of love, which is also consistent with the social background of the time. But the difference is that, Finally, the idea of ​​turning into a butterfly was added in a very romantic way."

"Look again at the lyrics of the second verse of "Lanting Preface"."

Su Chengyi turned on her phone and pulled the progress bar of the song directly to the second paragraph.

"With the flick of a finger, the beautiful city disappears in an instant.
On the bluestone street, you look back and smile gracefully.

Do you hate it? You shake your head and sigh. Who made you frown?
But in purdah, only the smell of rouge remains.

The man flies south, turns around and glances at you crying,

Hold a handful of the moon and remember how to sleep.

How can I regret it? I am sewing my embroidered shoes with my thoughts and resenting each other.
If flowers complain about butterflies, who will you blame? "

"It looks like it's a good fit!"

Chu Qingmian and Han Bing both came over and looked at the lyrics scrolling on the screen, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Another point is that the lyrics of Huangmei Opera in "Butterfly Lovers" are very classic and beautiful. But it also depends on whether Chen Jinzhi can go back and sing Liang Shanbo's lyrics. If not, the selection of the excerpts will have to be a little more elaborate. Nothing else.”

Su Chengyi edited a message on his mobile phone and copied the links to the two tracks.

"See if there is anything else you want to add. If not, I will send it to Mr. Li first. He will probably send the finished product back the day after tomorrow, so we still have three days for final rehearsal, which is barely enough."

"One thing, please ask Mr. Li to control the time to about 4 minutes."

Han Bing suddenly said seriously.

"Why? Are there any special arrangements?"

Su Chengyi lowered his head and added another sentence, asking curiously.

"You'll know then."

Han Bing smiled with a secretive expression on his face.

"And still more."

Chu Qingmian suddenly raised her hand to interrupt.

"What else?"

""Preface to Lanting" you shared the link to Qiuqiu Music. Does Mr. Li have a membership?"

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After one last performance of the classic version of "Butterfly Lovers", the three of them managed to finalize the flow of the program.

As meal time approached, Su Chengyi sent the two girls downstairs, and Han Bing got into the car first.

A little fat man ran towards Chu Qingmian from the entrance of the alley like a spinning top. He was about to bump into Chu Qingmian.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Su Chengyi grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up.

"Chocolate, what are you doing?"

"Ah, it's brother Xiaoyi and the beautiful sister from last time!"

Seeing them again, Chocolate looked very happy.

Chu Qingmian patted Su Chengyi's arm to tell him not to carry him like a puppy, then knelt down and patted his head with a smile.

"Chocolate, what's wrong with you? Be careful not to fall if you run so fast on the street!"

Chocolate's feet finally landed on the ground again. He straightened his collar in a decent manner, and then answered:

"Su Xiaoxue was finally picked up by her mother just now. I was so happy that I couldn't help running. After watching Barbie dolls all afternoon, I'm going home to watch Tyrannosaurus."

"Hahahaha, okay then, go home and watch cartoons~ My sister is going home too!"

Chu Qingmian pinched his chubby face, waved goodbye to him, then looked at Su Chengyi who was holding her arms next to her, blinked her eyes, and mouthed silently:
"See you tonight."

Su Chengyi nodded, watched her get into the car, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The thrilling experience this afternoon was really a headache, and he was not a person who was proficient in the art of playing both sides.

Fortunately, although the process was full of loopholes, it was finally managed to be concealed.

So it was only now that he finally had a sense of peace that the dust had settled.

Unexpectedly, at the last second when she was about to close the car door.

Chocolate didn't know what was wrong in his mind, so he suddenly raised his head and asked:
"Brother Xiaoyi, where did that scary sister go at noon?"

Chu Qingmian's hand immediately froze in place.

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