beauty winner

It was a few minutes past six in the morning on December [-]th local time, the sky was still pitch black, and the city didn't seem to be waking up, but Yang Jingxing had to apologize to the reporter for being late after he got down to the hotel lobby.

Reporter Seeking truth from facts, I only arrived for a short while, but I did not sleep all night to check a lot of information, and consulted domestic and foreign friends and colleagues who know more about music and art than myself, so this meeting seems more passionate: "...I think it can be called a victory, it is a landmark event, and there is a very far-reaching meaning behind it, which is worth exploring and reporting!"

Yang Jingxing hehe: "It's too exaggerated, the news should be realistic."

Remember to firmly believe that what you see and hear is the truth. According to her understanding, the concert last night has set many firsts, and there will definitely be new records in the future.The reporter's colleagues refused to believe her true description of the concert, which shows that things are not that simple.

Newcomers are often full of pride. Facing the reporter who first set foot in the field of serious music and wanted to contribute a meager contribution to the development of national music, Yang Jingxing patiently explained that he worked hard to guide the other party to take a more comprehensive look at things. The composer even had to directly Bai: "We don't need to use the recognition of Western society to affirm ourselves. The value of folk music is fundamentally in China, not in Europe and the United States."

The reporter interviewed sharply: "Why do you still come to New York to perform?"

Yang Jingxing explained: "This is a commercial performance."

The reporter has a righteous expression: "Doesn't the success of business mean the success of folk music?"

Yang Jingxing asked: "What if yesterday was not successful? Wouldn't the value of folk music and the artistic achievements of the orchestra not be recognized?"

The reporter is eager: "So why can't we choose the best angle to affirm the value of folk music?"

Yang Jingxing was blunt: "But I think it's the worst angle. What do you think of the Chinese audience? When Pu Hai premiered, the audience also liked it very much and the response was very strong. Surely they don't deserve your attention?"

The reporter was in a hurry: "Mr. Yang, I didn't mean that..."

"I know you don't mean that." Yang Jingxing was impatient: "It's not a lie that artists and musicians keep saying thank you to the audience, but the Chinese folk music should thank the New York audience the most? Do you think those foreigners heard a lot yesterday? Is their excitement half as deep as that of the Chinese? So I don’t think you need to be excited.”

After being stunned for a while, the reporter still showed good self-cultivation: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yang... I really didn't know you would think so."

Yang Jingxing became more sober again: "It's just my personal opinion. As a reporter, of course you have your own point of view. I just suggest that you don't make too much fuss about it. In my opinion, this is not good for folk music musicians and Chinese audiences. respect."

This big hat is really scary, the reporter nodded after a while: "Let me think about it..."

Yang Jingxing didn't finish: "Personally, I don't want to achieve the so-called glory for the country in this form. It's just a commercial performance or artistic diplomacy. I don't have any sense of honor."

The reporters didn't raise any doubts, and nodded solemnly.

Yang Jingxing also thought about it: "Of course I am very grateful for you saying that you want to do your part, but how do you think it will be more helpful to the folk music industry? The point is that Mr. Wang, the head of the cultural troupe, and the hard-working people still don't understand anything. Western audiences?"

The reporter seemed a little confused: "Mr. Yang is really sorry, my thinking is inertia..."

Yang Jingxing laughed again: "We're just discussing, don't be so serious."

The reporter had no idea and was very painful: "Then can you give me some hints? Or what do you think of last night's success? Let's call it success for now. After all, there are so many Chinese audiences..."

Yang Jingxing seemed very objective: "It is a success, but it is very small and accidental. There are 800 million people in New York, and only yesterday more than 1000 people just learned about Yangqin and Erhu."

The reporter hurriedly said, "For you, letting more people in the world know Yangqin and Erhu is more than just commercial significance?"

Yang Jingxing said: "There are also cultural identity and cultural superiority, which are as vulgar as business."

The reporter nodded again and again and smiled: "So it's also your patriotism?"

Yang Jingxing hesitated: "It's not patriotic...I personally want to share this feeling with my relatives and friends. It's like inviting friends to dinner. Everyone will be happy when they are full."

The reporter laughed even more happily: "It's just that what you invite everyone to eat is spiritual food."

Yang Jingxing shook his head again and again: "It's far from reaching this height. The starting point is the same as working hard to make money to make the family's life better. It can be said to be vulgar."

The reporter giggled, then stopped laughing and literally stared at the composer.

Yang Jingxing was embarrassed: "But Mr. Wang and the others are very sentimental, and to the audience, Mr. Wang's success is much more convincing than mine..."

The two chatted for more than half an hour, and the reporter was not annoyed by the extensive negation of the composer's ideas that he had sorted out after working all night last night, because he also had a new direction.The reporter also confessed that he is more responsible for social and people's livelihood news here, such as how Chinese and overseas Chinese celebrate traditional Chinese festivals or animal protection organizations are holding parades, so they really lack experience in science, education, culture and health.

Yang Jingxing encouraged again: "I think you have done a good job, you have grasped many key points."

The reporter was embarrassed: "Although you said that, Mr. Yang, last night was really a sensation. The embassy called the station, so the stand may send more experienced colleagues to follow up. Although I am really special I want to follow along, you see I have prepared so many things, and my partner also sorted out the materials all night..."

"It's just you, don't change." Yang Jingxing also said loyally: "I'll talk to the head of the article. In fact, I think it may be better to report from a different angle. It looks very ordinary and ordinary from the perspective of life. Don't take it as a big deal, the audience may be more accepting and love to watch it."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Yang." The reporter was very happy: "I will definitely cherish this opportunity..."

At a quarter to seven, they solemnly shook hands and thanked each other goodbye. Yang Jingxing became friends again: "I have a good friend who also studies journalism. He will graduate next year. I may ask you for advice in the future."

The reporter was very enthusiastic and wished he could help right away.

When Yang Jingxing went back upstairs, he found Teacher You waiting at the door of his room with a stack of newspapers. His face was a little serious, as if the news was not very good.

Director Yang pretended to be relaxed: "I have packed my luggage, you help me take it to your room and ask them to pick it up, wait for me to make a few phone calls before going to eat."

Teacher You nodded and handed it over: "The newspaper was just brought."

Yang Jingxing took a look and found a slightly larger than usual music review titled "yangjgxg, syphonyno2". The famous music critic wrote at the beginning: Gustav Mahler once said that my time will eventually come to an end. Arriving, an admirable pathetic self-assurance soothes our regrets about his failure in life.Yang Jingxing, he doesn't need that kind of self-confidence at all...

Yang Jingxing didn't seem to be interested in reading more, so he turned over the well-folded newspaper, and it turned out to be a long column by the more experienced and famous music critic Aimend Cokin, with the impressive title "anotheradecha", and the beginning of the article was impolite: If a thing Marked made in China, I wouldn't have high hopes for it, but I'm usually too good to complain about my choices, until last night when I had a long slapstick with no choice...  

Emend Caukin's evaluation of Yang Jingxing's No. [-] Symphony and No. [-] Piano Concerto is quite positive. Although this person has never been sympathetic, he has never raised himself to such a height as a music critic To criticize which musician or work has been attacked.

Still wanting to win glory for the country, and obviously wanting to discredit the country, Director Yang slowed down when he opened the door, and continued to read the newspaper.

Teacher You tried to relax: "I think it's acceptable, after all, it's not a day's cold to freeze this kind of prejudice."

Yang Jingxing went first to watch it first. Regarding farce, the first thing a music critic would say was the incredible applause that he had never seen before. Sober and alert.

Teacher You picked up Director Yang's suitcase, looked around carefully, and then stood next to the director.

Yang Jingxing remained calm: "You go first, I will find you later."

Teacher You nodded: "I think it might be a kind of jealousy."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Don't say such things."

Teacher You nodded solemnly and went out.

There must be a column of [-] words. The full text basically does not say how the work is performed. The famous music critic with decades of experience seems to have turned into an angry young man. Flattery and trickery, hate the connivance and even accomplice of the conductor.Of course, it is the composer that Kaujin most emphatically denounced, concluding that Yang Jingxing "played the audience with his intelligence and mastery", that "music is only a tool rather than art", and that he used "new and difficult to identify methods to cover up and to realize his inflated ambitions", and what is most intolerable "is to remain indifferent to the consequences of these malicious pursuits".

Not only draw conclusions, but music critics have also analyzed and demonstrated that no composer in the history of music can win the admiration of the audience with works that are "very different from the current popular form". The well-understood method allows a group of laymen to unreservedly and willingly dedicate love and even release fanaticism, relying only on the provocative language on the surface of the work, and the provocative language has always been simple, direct, crude and unacceptable. From the wisdom of scrutiny.What artist in this world is willing to wrap a layer of flattery and hide a layer of deceit for his brainchild?So this is not a work of art at all, and the composer's purpose is not to achieve artistic meaning through creation.

Regarding the topic of "Made in China", music critics did not criticize too much, but turned into politicians or economists, calling for warnings that concert halls should not be allowed to follow in the footsteps of supermarkets. If they are also made in China, Then it will not be just the employment rate that will be lost.Music critics also know that their words are alarmist, but "they have already started to do it, haven't they?"

Fortunately, although the music critics were malicious, they were not very vicious, and Yang Jingxing didn't let Yang Jingxing smear the motherland too much, so it shouldn't be reviled by thousands of people.However, the Puyin Composition Department was probably furious. The department had previously regarded Kao Jin as a friend.

The sky outside the window had already turned pale, so Yang Jingxing took the time to call his girlfriend.He Peiyuan may be tired from washing sheets in the famous international garden in the morning, and she seems lazy when answering the phone at night: "Are you up?"

"We're all ready to go." Yang Jingxing tried to preemptively: "You didn't call me to wake me up!?"

"Forgot." He Peiyuan was very idle: "I helped Ruirui clean up at her new home, it's so beautiful..."

Wang Rui's angry voice immediately came out: "Okay? Okay! I won't talk nonsense, you should be more conscious..."

He Peiyuan's voice also became high-pitched: "I didn't say you were by the side, and you want to blame me for talking?"

Yang Jingxing didn't have enough time to quarrel with the girls, so he quickly changed the subject: "Have you eaten yet? Where's Lao Bi?"

"I haven't eaten yet." He Peiyuan was a little pitiful: "I've been tired for three or four hours..."

Wang Rui yelled again: "Don't wrong the good man, you don't want to go!"

Yang Jingxing asked, "What kind of cleaning is the new house?"

He Peiyuan explained: "There is dust in many places and the ground is not very clean. We wipe it slowly with a towel, otherwise it will be difficult to clean the furniture when it comes in, and the water is so cold."

"It's been a lot of hard work." Yang Jingxing was grateful: "I want to see the fruits of your labor when I go back."

"A monster!" Wang Rui called again: "Yuanyuan said you were ashamed and thrown to the Western Hemisphere."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "You all pay attention to safety, there are black lights over there."

"It's much better than before." He Peiyuan praised again: "Old Bi is coming soon, so happy."

Wang Rui was protesting again: "I'll hit it myself, I blame you for picking me up!"

Yang Jingxing lowered his voice: "Go home early, I'll tell you when I get there."

"Yeah." He Peiyuan gave in but was still loyal: "Ruirui has something to ask you."

"It's weird." Wang Ruizhen, as [-] has always believed, is becoming more and more disgusting: "If you confess, be lenient and resist strict, and explain yourself honestly."

Yang Jingxing didn't understand: "What do you explain?"

"Hurry up!" Wang Rui has some interrogation skills: "A few people over there posted Weibo, don't think we don't know anything!"

Yang Jingxing is really boring: "I know and ask..."

Wang Rui was eager: "Yuanyuan wants to listen to you, and she wants you to say it again. She didn't listen enough this morning."

He Peiyuan also called out: "I don't want to hear it once and a half."

Wang Rui sighed: "Sure enough, I don't know how to cherish what I have..."

He Peiyuan also urged: "If you have something to say, he still drives the car."

"Are you a good sister?" Wang Rui said in a threatening tone: "I tell you, Yuanyuan will lose popular support if you do this again, and you won't share the good news with us. Make it up quickly, and I will help you spread the word by doing good deeds."

Yang Jingxing was angry: "It's obvious that you like the new and dislike the old and abandon me like a shoe..."

"No, no!" Wang Rui said very face-saving: "You are Moreau, Jimmy Choo and Prada, the latest limited edition."

He Peiyuan couldn't bear it: "Are you disgusting?"

Yang Jingxing hurriedly said: "Yesterday was okay, and they were happy, but to me, it's more interesting to watch your rehearsal, which is neither pleasant nor pleasing to the eye."

Wang Rui retched: "...I can't say this kind of thing, let Yuanyuan convey it. I won't delay you, you can tell Yuanyuan."

He Peiyuan was too embarrassing: "You hang up, there's nothing to say."

"Then I'll die!" Wang Rui said again, "Should I avoid it?"

He Peiyuan talked on the phone: "Stop talking, don't delay."

Yang Jingxing said: "Go home early, my wife will say goodbye."

He Peiyuan bowed and hung up.

Wen Fujiang was really thoughtful, and even brought a few people to see Director Yang off. By the way, let me know that the orchestra decided to keep six people to continue the follow-up work, and the others registered to return to China in the afternoon as originally planned.The orchestra also read newspapers and surfed the Internet, which was really gratifying and applauded. "The only worry is whether the composer will fall into the pain of not being able to surpass himself for a long time, because to surpass himself is to surpass the times." This kind of shameless words can't be repeated by the seniors of the main group, they can only express it vaguely.

Of course, there are individual voices of doubt, but those objections are completely out of the question. The seniors told Yang Jingxing not to take it to heart. He always said that it is mediocre not to be envied by others, and it is also possible to make well-known music critics tear their faces and lose their composure. ability.

Yang Jingxing didn't care about those things, so he hurried to catch the car.

The station is very close, and there are not many people inside and outside the station. Mr. You praised that it is just like in the movie, but it is a pity that there is no time for sightseeing.When I boarded the car, I found that the hardware was not bad, but Mr. You still felt that it was not worth the fare, and it was enough to sit from the farthest south to the farthest north in China.It is estimated that Americans also think it is expensive. There are so many vacant first-class seats that it is like a chartered car, and there is free coffee and Wi-Fi.Teacher You quickly started working while enjoying himself.

Director Yang conceded defeat first: "Let's take a break."

Teacher You regretted: "If you have a sleeper, you can sleep for a while. It's not convenient here."

Yang Jingxing can just sit down.

After the car started for half an hour, Yang Jingxing got up and left his seat, as if he went to check the luggage rack, and then sat in the nearby empty seat and took out his mobile phone to play.

After playing around for a while, Yang Jingxing lowered his head and entered Tao Meng's American contact number in the class address book on the dial interface, pressed the dial button and put it to his ear, alas, it seemed that the call was connected within a few seconds.Tao Meng didn't get a CRBT either, what rang was the dial tone of the ring.

After six dial tones, the call was connected, followed by Tao Meng's spirited voice: "Hello, hello."

Yang Jingxing, an old classmate who hadn't been in touch for a long time, laughed with him: "Tao Meng... I am Yang Jingxing." Now he rarely needs to introduce himself.

"It's me." Tao Meng confirmed.

Yang Jingxing organized: "...I didn't call you too late yesterday, so I want to say thank you."

"You're welcome." Tao Meng developed a new tone, straightforward and even decisive, as well as alienated politeness.

Yang Jingxing pulled his lower lip: "...Thank you."

"You're welcome." Tao Meng's voice seemed to be a little more friendly: "I have nothing else to do and I'll hang up."

Yang Jingxing had to think about it: "...Okay, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Tao Meng said these two words correctly, as if the conversation was pleasant with a business flavor, and then the call was disconnected.