Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Second floor, director's office.

When Zhang Xuan knocked on the door and went in, he was a little surprised, but not surprised, to see the president of CUHK.

The reason why I recognized him was because I met him once at the beginning of school. For more than a year, I only heard his name but never saw him.

The principal's surname is Gao. He is of average height and not as rugged as a man from northern Shaanxi. He is about 55 years old, relatively thin, but very energetic.

Seeing Zhang Xuan come in, the principal looked at him with a smile without waiting for the director's introduction.

Friendly greeting: "Zhang Xuan, here you go."

Zhang Xuan forced a smile and said, "Good morning, principal."

"Good morning, come and sit down." Principal Gao seemed very easy-going and had no airs at all.

When we first met, the topics they talked about were limited to school and classroom textbooks.

More than ten minutes later...

The principal finally took the initiative to change the topic and asked with concern: "I heard from Director Pan that you went to England a while ago to look for creative materials and inspiration. Is there any progress?"

Zhang Xuan nodded lightly: "Thank you, teacher, for your concern. The new book is currently being written."

After hearing this, the smile on the principal's face opened a little wider, and he said sincerely:

"I have read both your "Wind of the Wind" and "Latent". They are very well written and I enjoy reading them.

The school has produced a great writer like you and a well-known alumnus like you. We are very happy and proud of you. "

Faced with such praise, Zhang Xuan smiled peacefully and accepted it silently. On the outside, he looks calm and unfazed; but on the inside, he is very helpful and even a little proud.

After chatting on the topic of writing for a few minutes, Principal Gao finally got to the point:

"Last time I asked Director Pan to tell you that I wanted to perform a song with you on stage. Thank you for giving me thin noodles, little old man."

Listening to these words and looking at the dry face that was always smiling, Zhang Xuan suddenly felt a bad feeling and replied enthusiastically:

"You're so polite, principal. It's my honor and pleasure to have the opportunity to stand with you on the school anniversary stage."

Principal Gao nodded, smiled and asked, "I heard from Director Pan that you can play the erhu."

Zhang Xuan replied: "I know a little bit."

Principal Gao asked again: "Where is the flute?"

Zhang Xuan paused, "I know a little bit."

"good."

Principal Gao praised it and asked for opinions: "Our collaboration song this time is a Shaanxi folk song, Xintianyou.

There is a flute and erhu ensemble in the middle. Would you choose the flute or the erhu? "

Zhang Xuan had almost no hesitation and naturally chose the flute he was better at.

When the business was finalized, Principal Gao then said: "In this cooperation with Xintianyou, it was me, the little old man, who took the advantage, and I feel a little wronged to you.

How about you do another show on your own, a show that you are good at? "

This, this is outrageous!

Is there really a trap waiting for me?

Hearing someone say these words so lightly and without any burden, Zhang Xuan felt bad all over. The intuition he had when he walked in just now came true.

Although this little old man has a kind face.

But according to Zhang Xuan's experience: when he was young, Principal Gao was definitely the kind of naughty guy who would go to the house and lift the roof.

Nature is hard to change when you get old. If you mess with an old man, you will definitely be a good at deceiving people. It is definitely a habit to deceive people.

But then again, with Principal Gao's stature and status, someone who can make people take the initiative to play life and be interested in him must at least be someone who has the eyes of the Dharma and is very valued. Only those who have this qualification.

For ordinary people, it would be difficult to see each other.

And whether it is Principal Gao or Zhang Xuan, although the school anniversary is important, to a certain extent, it is not that important.

The emphasis is on participation and entertainment. This is the idea derived after an individual's social status reaches a certain level.

Faced with other people's intentions, Zhang Xuan instinctively wanted to refuse, but he couldn't.

Looking into each other's eyes, Zhang Xuan readily agreed.

…

The following days were the most leisurely time since Zhang Xuan entered university.

Classes during the day.

If you have time, go to No. 228 Tianhe Road and work as a supervisor.

Communicate with Qiu Boren’s design team and express some of your ideas.

In addition, Zhang Xuan also bought a flute. When he had nothing to do, he would find a quiet place with the old principal to practice Xintianyou, erhu and flute.

At the beginning, Zhang Xuan was full of confidence.

But after rehearsing once with Principal Gao, he completely changed his mind.

At the same time, I also understood why Principal Gao said that I wanted to cooperate with him. He was wronged.

Damn it, is this more than just a grievance?

It's simply humiliating!

Others are red flowers, but I am not even a green leaf.

When singing Xin Tianyou, Zhang Xuan's voice is not as unrestrained as others, not as open as others, and not as soul-stirring as others!

Principal Gao is worthy of being a man from Shaanxi Province, and he seems to be a natural fit for Xintianyou.

Zhang Xuan felt like he had suffered a dumb loss.

As for the musical instrument, although he chose the flute, he is really glad that he chose the flute.

After listening to Principal Gao's erhu performance, Zhang Xuan never wanted to play erhu again in his life.

Whether you are yourself or Lao Deng, if you compare yourself with others, ugh! Not even close to one point or two points.

No wonder people want to do a show by themselves. This is to give themselves a chance to regain their place.

…

Teachers' apartment, second floor.

The first day of rehearsal is over.

As soon as Zhang Xuan entered the door, Du Shuangling came over happily and asked expectantly:

"How's it going, dear? What's it like working with the principal?"

Zhang Xuan sat down on the sofa and said helplessly: "Hey, forget it, your husband was hung up and beaten."

"Ah?" Du Shuangling knew that his singing skills were very good.

Suddenly I heard that he had been hung and beaten, his mouth opened slightly, and he didn't recover for a while.

After being surprised, Du Shuangling sat down next to him and asked, "Then will you continue?"

"Continue, of course, continue. There is no turning back when the bow is fired. I can't afford to lose that person when I retreat."

Seeing her worry, Zhang Xuan comforted her and said, "You don't have to worry. There's still some time before the school anniversary. I'll make a good attack and there should be progress."

"Um."

Du Shuangling responded, and after a moment of silence, he came up with an idea: "Wenhui has majored in vocal music, why don't you let her teach you your pronunciation skills?"

This is a good choice. Hard power is not enough, so skills are needed.

But Zhang Xuan didn't say anything for the first time. Instead, he stared into the eyes of the two actors, carefully identifying them, wondering if this was a set-up?

It's not that he is overly concerned.

After all, the lessons learned from the freshman year were there, and now neither he nor Wen Hui dared to contact each other in private too frequently, which caused psychological shadow.

Watching this scene, Du Shuangling understood it and took the initiative to put her arms around his neck and kissed him with a smile:

"I'll go ask someone upstairs to help you and see if Wen Hui can do anything about it?"

Zhang Xuan still said nothing, just pressed her on the sofa and had a long French romance.

Then he let her go.

The door opens, the door closes.

With a depressed look on his face, Zhang Xuan began to make a mental calculation: Even if Wen Hui could help him improve his pronunciation skills, he would definitely suffer from Xintianyou's repertoire.

So what song should you choose to bring back the scene?

Singing old songs that are already on the market?

Or sing a new song yourself?

Oldies? New song?

New song!

With this thought, Zhang Xuan immediately had a firm idea in his mind to sing a new song that was not available on the market to restore his dignity.

And this song can’t be a mediocre song, it has to be a famous song.

After thinking for a few minutes on the sofa, Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth and made his decision.

Since the old principal knew the opportunity and gave him an opportunity, he had to seize it.

After all, in front of so many people at CUHK, with my current status, it is really shameful to be embarrassed.

Having made up his mind, he ran into trouble again.

What to sing?

Whose famous song will you sing?

In my previous life, there were four celebrities I liked more: Ren Xianqi, Liu Tianwang, Zhang Tianwang and Shuimu Nianhua.

Among the four, relatively speaking, Ren Xianqi, Zhang Tianwang and Shuimu Nianhua are more favored by him.

In particular, Ren Xianqi's "Heart Is Too Soft", Zhang Tianwang's "Kiss Goodbye", "With You Along the Way", and Shuimu Nianhua's "With You in My Life", I can almost never tire of listening to them, and I don't know how many times I have played the singles.

When I usually go to KTV with my friends, these three people sing the most songs.

I can't sing "Kiss Goodbye" by myself, I can't sing it with that flavor, and it's not a new song.

Based on his intuition, Zhang Xuan felt that "With You Along the Way" was the most suitable for him.

But Zhang Tianwang is not a human being, and this song has now been released.

Now all that's left is "I'll have you in my life" and "My heart is too soft".

"Too Soft Hearted" is actually very good. Lao Ren became famous all over the world thanks to this song. In a short period of time, he became an existence comparable to the Four Heavenly Kings.

There is no doubt that it is a classic and popular song. After all, it was also a song that resounded throughout the streets in the late 1990s.

Not to mention Shuimunianhua's "I Will Have You in My Life", which is also a classic that is popular all over the country.

Some good people even said clearly: Shuimu Nianhua will depend on this song for the rest of his life.

The left hand side is too soft-hearted.

In my right hand, I have you all my life.

After weighing it several times, Zhang Xuan decided to sing "With You in My Life" which was more appropriate for the school song.

He had sung this song many times in his previous life, and it was considered a unique skill that he could not embarrass anyone.

I just feel a little sorry for Shuimunianhua. It seems that being liked by me is not a good thing.

Lao Mai is! Shuimunianhua still can't escape!

Yes, this is fate!

Next time we meet, I'll treat you to a drink.

Wen Hui is here.

She asked Zhang Xuan: "Did you and the principal sing Xintianyou?"

Zhang Xuan is right.

Wen Hui sat opposite him and asked, "Sing to me now."

Zhang Xuanmao took a look at Du Shuangling and Zou Qingzhu who were watching the trick next to him. He was not restrained. After brewing his emotions, he started singing:

I lower my head to the ravine

Chasing the passing years

The geese have heard my song, the river has kissed my face

Zhang Xuan sang at the top of his voice, while Du Shuangling and Zou Qingzhu on the side listened and laughed.

Zou Qingzhu whispered in Du Shuangling's ear: "It sounds good, why are you not confident?"

Du Shuangling thought for a while and said, "It should be the principal's singing that sounds better."

Zou Qingzhu thought this was reasonable.

After singing it once, Zhang Xuan looked at Wen Hui and waited for her comment.

Facing the gazes of the three people, Wen Hui, who was sitting neatly, spoke in an unruly manner:

"You're relying on your good voice to squeeze in. It sounds impressive to a rough listen, but it doesn't stand up to careful scrutiny."

Zhang Xuan: "..."

Ignoring his embarrassment, Wenhui continued: "Xintianyou is a special genre of folk songs in northern Shaanxi, which best represents the charm and characteristics of northern Shaanxi folk songs.

The rhythm is free and lively, simple and atmospheric, and the sentence structure is casual and very special.

It is stipulated that each stanza has two sentences, two sentences have one rhyme, and the rhyme may or may not be changed in the next stanza.

It is often used in creative artistic techniques. After metaphor, it is often straight to the heart, free and unrestrained, and catchy.

When you sing this kind of song, don't push it hard. It's best to sing it as you please, and sing it freely.

It's like singing in the mountains and fields, singing on the edge of the cliff, singing to the flowers, plants and trees, and the singing moves with the wind...

The principal is from northern Shaanxi. If you want to keep up with his rhythm, you must sing straightforward, bold, open-minded and capable. "

Zhang Xuan: "."

Du Shuangling quietly watched Wen Hui with admiration.

Zou Qingzhu was even more unbearable. He clapped his hands and said happily:

"This is the first time I have seen a great writer deflated, huffing and puffing... I have to say, this feeling is really good. I didn't expect ordinary people like us to be able to witness this day."

Zhang Xuan glanced at Zou Qingzhu and said to Wen Hui as if he was asking for advice humbly: "Do you know how to sing? Sing it for me and let me feel it intuitively."

Wen Hui looked into his eyes, knowing what he had planned and knowing that he was not convinced.

However, she didn't find any reason to refuse. After closing her eyes and being silent for three seconds, she opened her eyes and started singing directly.

Due to the wrong occasion, her voice was not loud.

But after just singing one sentence, Zhang Xuan was instantly convinced.

Damn it!

It’s okay not to accept it.

Although the style is different from the principal, it feels no worse than the principal.

Looking at this extremely comfortable face, Zhang Xuan really didn't expect that this woman could actually sing?

And he sang so beautifully!

If I didn’t sing before, it would be a waste of time!

As the singing started, the living room became extremely quiet for a while, and you could hear a pin drop.

Zhang Xuan, Du Shuang and Zou Qingzhu were all intoxicated in an instant.

Two minutes later, Wen Hui finished singing.

Zou Qingzhu asked immediately: "Wenhui, you sing so well and play the piano so well, why don't you become a professional singer?"

Zhang Xuan and Du Shuangling also had this idea.

Wen Hui smiled knowingly and said gently: "I don't like the entertainment industry. Singing and playing piano are just hobbies and a kind of personal cultivation.

And my family would not agree with me entering that circle. "

Zou Qingzhu held her arm and sighed sincerely: "Hey, what a pity. If you become a singer, you will definitely become famous."

Zhang Xuan had an idea and asked: "Can you compose music?"

Wen Hui nodded and shook his head: "I know a little bit, but I haven't delved into this aspect in depth."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan got excited and stood up directly and said: "Let's go to the third floor and your piano room.

I have an idea in my mind now, but I can't compose music. Please help me compose the music. "

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Hearing these words of tiger and wolf, the three women were stunned and stared at him dumbfounded, rows of question marks floating in their minds.

Zhang Xuan is a great writer, a very good writer. They are numb and have convinced themselves to accept it, but what is going on with composing the music?

Facing their confused and confused looks, Zhang Xuan didn't want to explain and couldn't explain clearly, so he directly urged the three women to go to the third floor.

In the piano room, Wen Hui sat quietly in front of the piano, looking at Zhang Xuan.

Signaling him to start.

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