Ji Qianbo heard Jian Sangyu's voice clear and faint, "I always think music should have a soul, and I have already lost this soul. I think I should never play the previous music or sing the previous feelings in my heart."

Ji Qianbo was really surprised that Jane Sangyu's answer was like this.

"What do you think is the soul of music?" Ji Qianbo asked.

"It's pure, not mixed with a lot of purposes that even I'm ashamed to talk about." Jane sang Yu gently turned the cup in her hand, and her voice seemed to be empty. "Music should also be noble, but I, long ago, left behind the purity and enthusiasm I should have."

"I try my best. I try my best to perform. At first, it's really because I love it, but later, it's not." Jane sang Yu said this, smiled at herself, and then sat there quietly without opening her mouth.

"You surprised me." Ji Qianbo looked like he said, very surprised.

"I'm surprised, too." The young teacher shook his head, "you are still so young, but it seems that you have fallen into the dilemma that the old people who deal with music for half a lifetime will fall into. When I was your age, I had only enthusiasm for music, or that reckless enthusiasm, just like your half nursery rhyme. When you are happy, any song can be changed and changed according to what you like."

"You're like a man who can't struggle out with his head up in a dry well. You trapped yourself in it." Ji Qianbo smiled gently, "I agree with you that music should be enthusiastic and pure, but I don't agree with the kind of enthusiasm and purity you said. What's more, you're wrong, noble? In this world, there are few things that can match this word, including music. "

"In fact, the real pure is you." The little teacher sighed, "you are in this circle. You don't know whether to say it's good or bad."

"Nothing is absolutely good or bad." Ji Qianbo took the teacher's words, and then said to Jian Sangyu, "the purity of music is not reflected in the so-called nobility. Each of us does anything with a purpose. In fact, this is very normal. Just like I sit here and chat with you today, my purpose is to know you and try to persuade you."

Jane sang Yu shook her head gently and said in a small voice, "it's different."

"I am engaged in music, in addition to love, but also purposeful." Ji Qianbo took himself to Jian Sangyu as an example, "those who say I am indifferent to my ambition, in fact, I feel a little ridiculous when I read it. I am engaged in music, not only because music can bring me money and honor, but also because music can bring me fame and wealth. I do my favorite music and make myself famous and rich by the way. I don't feel that I have insulted my music."

Jian Sangyu looked at Ji Qianbo with some amazement. She had to admit that she sat down here and listened to Ji Qianbo talk to her so much. It seemed that she began to know Ji Qianbo again.

In the past, everyone who talked about Ji Qianbo said that his music was pure because he didn't have much interest and purpose in his heart. His music, born from his heart, was expressing and telling his personal feelings and style.

Now, Ji Qianbo himself sat in front of her and seriously told her that those reports were ridiculous even when he looked at them.

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