Chapter 843: twilight

   Chapter 846
  In a seemingly simple sentence, Yang Zhongming actually showed a kind of strength.
  There is Qu Dao surprised.
  Unexpectedly, this Xianyu could make Yang Zhongming value so much. Just because of the relationship with a company, Yang Zhongming would not make Yang Zhongming express such a stance.
  But everyone can understand why Yang Zhongming said.
  Xianyu, the new song father, is so popular that it needs to be suppressed.
  So Nakasu took the shot.
  Outside Central Continent, is there no such person?
  Of course there is.
  It is inevitable that there will be jealousy among colleagues.
  This is not just the music circle, it's the same in every circle.
  In such a situation, there are not a few people who wish to have some problems with the fish.
  The atmosphere was a little weird for a while, and then everyone continued to talk and laugh, just as it was tacit understanding.
   However, Lin Yuan can clearly feel:
  The attitude of other song fathers towards him seems to be a bit more enthusiastic than before.
   "Speaking early."
  Zheng Jing looked around and muttered: "People haven't come together yet."
But that's okay.
  They will hear it.
  Zheng Jing smiled and pulled Xianyu, and joined the chat.
  And the entrance to the golden hall of this matter.
  The red carpet has become lively.
  Many celebrities appeared on the red carpet.
   "The two kings of Qinzhou!"
   "Qizhou is coming after that song too!"
   "Look at our most popular movie star in Chuzhou recently. The legs are on the red carpet. The heat in the golden hall is really fragrant."
   "Puff, this hang!"
   "Wang Dong of Pu Ling Capital!"
  "Wang Dong likes music, as everyone knows, he listens to the performance of the Golden Hall several times a year."
   "The one behind is Wang Dong's son and prince, right?"
   "It is indeed Wang Dong's son, but the man next to Wang Dong's son is a bit familiar."
   "It's the volley, the prince of the tribe!"
  Some reporters exclaimed that Volley, who had only recently revealed his identity, also came.
  Volley looks very handsome and smiles and greets the camera.
Behind.
   Suddenly a slightly indifferent voice sounded: "Let's go."
  Volley frowned, glanced back, coughed, and stepped aside silently.
  This is an aunt, and he can't afford it.
  His father Ling Zhou is here, but he can make the other party a little more polite.
   "This lady has a terrible temper, and she wears such a nasty bag. Why don't you make a direct debut with the girl group."
  The son of Wang Dong next to the volley pouted his mouth.
   "Prince, keep your voice down."
  The volley expression was a bit embarrassing, and said, how many women's groups can this one buy, and how many women's groups are they making their debut.
  The prince snorted coldly: "I'm not afraid of her."
  Volley is becoming more and more embarrassed, you are not afraid of me!
This volley-feared woman is in her twenties. She has a high-value and terrifying face. She is wearing a mopping black long skirt with countless pearls inlaid on her skirt. The necklace on her neck almost blinds people's eyes. Aroused countless attention from reporters!
   "Lilia!?"
   "The thorny rose among the top celebrities in Central Continent."
   "What kind of celebrity is she, and which celebrity has her skills?"
  This woman is not easy.
  And when Lilia quickly walked through the red carpet, a girl next to her smiled and said, "Do you have any enemies with that little second generation of the tribe?"
"No."
   "Then why are you him?"
   "He blocked my photographer."
  "..."
  There are so many reporters next to him, do you still bring your own photographer?
  The girl smiled bitterly, and got used to the character of this girl: "Let’s go directly to the box. I hope I can meet you with a piece of music today."
"Ok."
   Lilia nodded, but she was playing with her mobile phone. Soon she saw a piece of news on the Internet:
  【Lilia, the number one business talent in Central Continent, appeared in the Golden Hall, smashing the audience! 】
  This draft is too fast.
  At first glance, it is the "yan pressure draft" prepared in advance.
   Smiling with satisfaction, Lilia and the girl next to her walked upstairs.
  ...
  Lin Yuan didn’t know the situation outside.
  Not long in the lounge, Lin Yuan entered the VIP box with Yang Zhongming and Zheng Jing.
  The main hall seats in the Golden Hall.
On the floor above the lobby, there are countless boxes for top VIPs.
  Qu Dae, of course, can be regarded as a top VIP.
   After entering the box, Zheng Jing smiled and said to Lin Yuan: "When you really get to hold a solo concert, remember to call you Uncle Yang. He has spoken out, so you can't let him run away."
  Lin Yuan asked: "Are there any particulars?"
Zheng Jing smiled: "If your Uncle Yang helps you organize a concert, you can invite people who are not available to the general music father, and the colleagues will be more careful when speaking. If he does not give you the town venue, the colleagues and the media may not be able to comment on it. , Of course, there are other benefits. You will know in the future. Don’t look at Zhongzhou’s sending two people to snipe you. In fact, you are still not an opponent in the eyes of some people. People don’t play pop music anymore. It’s their pursuit to show up in places like the Golden Hall."
"Ok."
  Lin Yuan thoughtfully.
  There seems to be quite a lot of doorways.
  The gap between Qu Da and Qu Da is probably just above this.
  The so-called individual concerts must be piano music or even symphonic structure.
  The latter is an area he has not yet involved in.
  Even for the piano, he only walked in half a foot, and his work was very limited.
  It seems that even if you become a song father, there is still a long way to go.
"correct."
Zheng Jing smiled and said: "When I just went upstairs, I seemed to see a few second generations. There are always some children in the golden hall to join in the fun, but some of them are really familiar with the goods, such as Lilia from Zhongzhou, and some second generations over there. The elders have cultivated very well, and only a few people can't support the wall with mud."
  Lin Yuan didn't speak up on this topic.
  The second generation is definitely the kind of family that is very powerful.
  The second generation of the family is very powerful, Lin Yuan knows the volley, the impression is really not very good.
  "What round is Xiaoyuer?"
  Yang Zhongming spoke suddenly, and he also liked to call Lin Yuan "Xiaoyuer" with Zheng Jing.
   "Sixth round."
  Lin Yuan spoke, Xiao Gudong confirmed this with him, but Xiao Gudong was not qualified to enter the box, she had a seat in the hall downstairs.
"Ok."
  Yang Zhongming nodded.
at this time.
  Zheng Jing suddenly said: "It's started."
  Sure enough.
  The center of the stage below the golden hall.
   Applause rang, and in front of a white piano, a pianist bowed and took a seat.
  On the big screen of the stage.
  The background is a deep twilight, a full moon hung in the sky, gradually being obscured by darkness.
at the same time.
  An elegant piano sound rang.
  This piece is very sad and beautiful, like a kind of sadness, a woman's sadness. After all, Matsushima Yu is a female composer. She uses her own perspective to explain this twilight.
  Under the twilight.
  The crow is fanning its wings.
  The bat skipped the sky.
   A slightly cold feeling is conveyed, giving people a feeling of night wind invading, as if there is an inexplicable emotion rising from the bottom of my heart.
gradually.
  The melody slows down.
  The moon reappeared in the sky, but the moon seemed to have been bitten off by a tengu, and only half a month was left hanging there. There was a kind of incomplete beauty.
  This is a very powerful song.
  The colder the first half, the more soothing the second half, especially the feeling of helplessness at the end of the shortcoming, but it makes people feel more aftertaste.
  The tune is over.
  The work information appeared on the big screen.
  Piano Music: Twilight
  Composer: Rain Matsushima
  Performer: Casio
  Information introduction appeared on the big screen.
  Zheng Jing raised her eyebrows: "The rumors are not wrong. Matsushima Yu participated in this concert. This piece should be the opponent you are about to face. The difficulty seems to be a bit difficult."
   "Well, great."
  Lin Yuan knows that Matsushima Yu is his opponent, but he did not expect that the first round will be the other party’s work. This is the level of Master Zhongzhou...
   "It's really good."
  Yang Zhongming spoke suddenly.
  Zheng Jing said: "A work that can be praised by you is really good, but I have confidence in us Xiaoyuer!"
  We talked a lot on the way here.
  Zheng Jing and Yang Zhongming know that Lin Yuan also has a song on stage.
  ...
  See the work information.
  In different private rooms.
  Discussions about the works continued to sound.
   "Matsushima Rain is his best work in the past two years."
   "The atmosphere is well done."
  "The four-repeat tones are handled very well. The melody of the main sentence and the answer sentence is very comfortable. The same melody is imitated in different parts. Unfortunately, it does not meet my appetite. The ending is a bit deliberate..."
   "I really like it."
   "It's a bit more feminine. Most of Matsushima Yu's works are in this tune, which is generally considered superior."
   "This superior quality is not easy for Qu Daddy level."
  There are basically no less than three people in the box.
  After all, the number of boxes is limited, so even the song dads have to get together a little bit.
  And in the east box.
   Lilia smiled:
It seems that this time it’s not in vain. The first work fits my mind very well.

   "Buy it?"
The girl next to    spoke.
   Lilia shook her head: "We haven't got the share yet, let's think about it."
Lilia has invested in many industries, especially some entertainment industries. Among them, there is a film Lilia takes very seriously, but this film still lacks a beautiful enough soundtrack, mainly because the feeling of the night is difficult to grasp. Matsushima Yu’s song is considered to be It's more in line with Lilia's wishes.
   "That's to be determined."
  The girl spoke and wrote down the tune.
at the same time.
  In the box where Volley and the prince are.
  The prince said impatiently: "I really don't have any interest in these things. My dad pulled me over to listen, it's boring."
  "This work..."
  The expression on the volley was serious. He was different from the prince. He listened very carefully, but when he wanted to introduce it, he clearly saw the prince yawn, so he swallowed again.
  Play the piano against the cow.
  The box on the other side.
  Ito Makoto applauded: "Wonderful."
   "It's interesting."
  Matsushima Yu was slightly proud: "Although it is still not perfect, I have been thinking about it for a long time and haven't found a way to improve it."
   "At this level, it is difficult to change."
  Ito Makoto sighed:
The works that are often made in one go have life, and if they are changed again, the original flavor will be destroyed.

  "Can you beat me in the season list?"
   "It should be able to beat you in terms of downloads. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com lost in word of mouth."
  Ito Makoto only thought a little, and then he got the answer. Not everyone can appreciate this kind of classical music.
   "It's okay."
  Matsushima Rain Road: "Nakasu intends to change the charting mode. In the future, pop music and piano music will be separated. It is not a system, and there is no need to confuse it. You are the main force in dealing with Xianyu."
"Do not."
  Ito Makoto shook his head and said: "I heard that Xianyu also came to this concert. He came with Yang Zhongming. Yang Zhongming also said something very interesting. If you guessed it correctly, Xianyu should have a tune on stage today."
   "Such a coincidence?"
  Matsushima Yu showed an unexpected expression. Is the other party's piano music, dare you to be the main force?
  
ps: Places like the Golden Hall are a very important place for the plot at the back of the book, so the plot has a little more ink, and I want to write deeper, but then it will delay the rhythm, or wait for the golden hall to become a small one. Yu'er's home court.
  (End of this chapter)