Can you take me away

Chapter 34

Pei Yan never thought of himself as a good person, otherwise he would not have drawn up contacts in such a short period of time in Donghai's investment, eliminated dissidents and quickly seized the central control of the group company.

It was easy for him to deal with a conceited and conceited fashion designer. And for people in the fashion entertainment industry who value appearance, reputation, and money, it is easier than ordinary people to find their fatal point.

He made a few phone calls in the car and cast a net.

After doing all this, I reluctantly looked back at the window of Qi Feng upstairs, and started the car to break through the cold darkness of the night.

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Since the last meeting held at Yifan's senior management for Qi Feng's future artist journey, Tang Jun quickly arranged a music variety show for Qi Feng.

The music and art stage broadcast on the prime time of S City TV station on weekends. The live broadcast will start at 8:00 pm today.

Artists who can be invited to perform on this show are either singers or bands who are on the rise and are extremely popular. Either old artists and local ensembles with authority in the music world.

Compared with the purely entertaining saliva shows that Qi Feng has been on before, there are more mature artists and rigorous music art in it. Qi Feng wanted to play the guqin in this show, which was also his first opportunity to show his talent on the public stage.

Because it is a live broadcast, the artists participating in the performance have to go to the live rehearsal several hours in advance.

The art of music is full of flowers.

Today's performance list ranges from rock and pop music, singing and dancing girl groups, to musicals, classical musical instruments and so on.

The invited artists include super first-line singers, specially invited foreign girl groups, and ancient music artists, etc., all of whom are well-known and prestigious artists in the music industry. Therefore, an artist like Qi Feng who became popular through his face and variety shows is very inconspicuous here.

During the rehearsal, some people even whispered:

[Which boy is who? What is he here for? 】

【Hey, he is the little artist who was scolded on the hot search some time ago. ]

[Why does the program group even invite 18th-line fresh meat? Can he play music? ]

[It should be because he has a lot of traffic recently, and he has been on several hot searches in a row, saying that he was framed by an artist from the same company, and he has a lot of sympathy. ]

[Hehe, S city TV station has also started to catch this kind of bad traffic. What a disappointment. 】

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In the entertainment industry, reputation and status are above all else. Artists who have no achievements and no name will always be overwhelmed by others.

Qi Feng also expected what others thought of him.

He was neither impatient nor caring, and after finishing the styling, he sat in a quiet corner with no one around and fiddled with the guqin, waiting for the director to call him to the rehearsal.

While walking back and forth, Fang Cheng heard other people's opinions about Qi Feng. He was worried about affecting Qi Feng's mentality, but he was relieved when he saw Qi Feng calmly playing with the strings.

He really admired Qi Feng, who is less than twenty years old but has a calmness much beyond this age, even he is ashamed of himself.

He put a cup of hot cocoa next to the chiffon, and said, "Xiaofeng, come on, warm your hands with this first and then play." Suddenly

, the artists around who were waiting for the rehearsal got up one after another and walked towards the entrance:

"Oh, Mr. Wu is here."

"How is your health recently?"

"I didn't expect to see Mr. Wu with my own eyes. I'm so excited."

"Mr. Wu, this way please."

.. ...

Under the compliments of everyone, a white-haired, proud old man walked in.

He is Wu Wenjun, an old guqin artist, who has made many national-level large-scale stage play soundtracks, and is even known as a national treasure in the field of research and performance of ancient musical instruments.

She is a first-line singer who stands on the gorgeous stage and has an incomparable social status.

Fang Cheng couldn't help worrying when he saw him.

Because Qi Feng is also playing Guzheng tonight, the pressure to play in front of such a national treasure in the world of ancient musical instruments can be imagined.

He reminded Qi Feng in a low voice: "Xiaofeng, Mr. Wu is a special guest invited by the program group. This old gentleman has a weird temper. Be careful what you say in front of him, don't offend him." Qi Feng looked over

there .

Unexpectedly, as soon as the old gentleman came in, he heard someone playing the deep and deep melody of the guqin, and walked towards Qi Feng directly past the compliments of the crowd.

The old man squinted his eyes to look at the boy, and asked: "Are you Qi Feng who became popular playing the guqin on the Internet?"

Qi Feng stood up, with the respect and courtesy that should be given to the old man, and replied neither humble nor humble: "Yes, Old Mr. Wu. I am Qi Feng. Occasionally, I will broadcast Guqin online."

"It's live broadcast again."

The old man snorted: "You young people will do all these fancy things to attract traffic and popularity. You can make money and gain fame by relying on these things. You must know that the art of guqin is not just a few times, and you can become a guqin musician. "

Qi Feng: "I would also like to ask Mr. Wu for your advice."

The boy's attitude is gentle and elegant, not impatient or impatient.

He didn't show any displeasure in the face of his criticism.

For a while, the old man actually had a good impression of the young boy in front of him. He said: "What are you playing today? Play it for me first."

He signaled the people around him to bring him a sofa chair, and he sat in front of Qi Feng and squinted his eyes waiting to play.

The artists around didn't like Qi Feng, a small 18th-line artist who has grown up through variety shows. Seeing this scene, they all waited for a good show with great interest.

There are also people who faintly sympathize with him: playing the piano in front of an old guqin artist who is a national treasure, isn't that just playing tricks?

Mr. Wu is notoriously rigorous, especially when dealing with the art of guqin, he never allows players to be ambiguous. It's strange that Qi Feng can play well because he relies on children.

If Mr. Wu criticizes and criticizes him in public before he even plays, that would be a public punishment.

The staff on the side were afraid of affecting Qi Feng's mentality of playing on stage later, so they stayed on the side to ease the relationship, saying: "Mr. Wu, your status in the guqin world is unmatched. The younger generation depends on your advice." Now, you have to show affection for children."

Mr. Wu waved his hand and clicked his tongue: "I will naturally praise you if you play well, but if you don't play well, don't let people criticize you?"

After finishing speaking, He motioned to Qi Feng: "There is not much time, play a few paragraphs quickly."

Qi Feng sat down in front of the guqin table, with a calm smile on his brows, and said: "Yes, then please criticize the old gentleman."

He played a short section of "Yangguan Three Stacks", and just hooked it a few times with his slender fingertips Strings, deep and melodious guqin sound slowly sounded around.

The others were just listening, but Mr. Wu's prickly brows were quickly released, and he looked at the boy who lowered his head and played the piano in a little surprise.

Guqin seems to have a simple melody, but only those who can play it know how difficult it is to play it well. And it's not enough to be able to play the guqin. It needs to play out the charm of the music, which is fascinating and makes the listener resonate with him.

Therefore, the strength of the string-drawing fingers, the timing and curvature of the pressing can affect the timbre delivered. Only through hard-working practice experience and sensitivity to feelings, can we really play a piece of music that resonates with our hearts and minds.

Qi Feng played for only a dozen seconds, and the old man's expression ranged from disdain, to surprise, to contemplation.

The sound of the piano stopped.

The old gentleman asked: "How many years have you been learning the piano? What else can you play?"

Qi Feng knew the influence of this old gentleman in the classical music world.

He seized the opportunity and explained calmly: "I started playing when I was about nine years old. I have been playing for ten years. I can play Guqin music. In addition, I can also play Guzheng, pipa and other classical instruments... "

The old man suddenly got angry, and scolded him with his eyes wide open: "You have been playing for ten years! You can play like this! Why do you still do unscrupulous live broadcasts?"

Everyone waiting to watch the show: ? ? ?

For a while, I don't know whether Mr. Wu is praising Qi Feng or scolding Qi Feng.

Fang Cheng was also worried, lest this old man with a weird temper would give Qi Feng a bad impression in public and make him unable to step down.

But when Qi Feng heard this, he understood that the old man recognized him.

He stood up, with a humble expression, and said, "I would like to ask the old man for advice."

Mr. Wu:? ? ?

This kid can actually see the pity he feels for him in his heart.

He snorted coldly, stood up and left, "Who said I'm going to teach you? I'll perform well on stage later."

The author has something to say:

I can't write today, and the next chapter will be a high-profile star chase in Yangou's live broadcast.