The leisurely life of rebirth

"They are very well-behaved. I rarely see children who can persevere like them." Shen Muqing leaned against the door, folded his arms and raised his eyebrows.

Following them around was not tiring at all, even he, an adult, was a little tired.

Traveling is tiring!

"I know." Fang Monan stood up and stretched, "If you want to do it, do it to your best, or don't do it. Don't do it perfunctory. Attitude determines everything!"

"Haha..." Shen Muqing said with a smile. To say that she is the one who dotes on the children the most, it can almost be said that she responds to their requests.

"Well! I haven't relaxed like this for a long time." Shen Muqing jumped up and sat on the sofa, putting his hands behind his head, "I am as busy as a top every day, and now I feel much younger."

"Ouch! Uncle, you are so expensive this year!" Fang Monan joked, "You are saying that you are old in front of me!"

To be honest, these days I am wearing casual clothes, full of energy, and more like a fledgling college student.

"Little sister! How old are you?" Shen Muqing looked her up and down and mouthed.[

"hehe……"

I spent the whole afternoon practicing Chinese calligraphy.

After dinner, we chatted for a while, and then we all had a rest and spent the night dreaming.

****

The next morning I went to see Joseph and Hughes as promised.

They rented out an entire floor of the hotel where they were staying, and the recording equipment and musical instruments were also very complete. It was like building a recording studio.

They were dressed very casually and looked very relaxed, which was very different from the style on stage.

However, he treats music very rigorously and will stop correcting it if there is even the slightest pitch error.

He is very kind in his words, without scolding or insulting. He is strict with himself in everything and has high standards. Naturally, this is also a rigorous team.

When they hear music, they all become music-mad. Here they are the absolute masters.

Fang Monan and the others sat on the floor and listened to their rehearsal, which was really unique.

Hold your chin with your hands, sway your body gently to the music, and listen quietly. Pure music, no fancy dance moves, no distortion of live music in a concert, just expressing your feelings with the purest and cleanest voice.

Just listening to this made Fang Monan fascinated.

"Hey! Hughes, don't you need to rehearse?" Fang Monan looked at the grown men sitting next to her in surprise.

"We are just guest singers. Joseph is the protagonist and has been rehearsed for a long time." Hughes said with a smile.[

"Nan Nan, isn't it fair?" Hughes said dissatisfied.

As soon as these words came out, Joey and Destin also looked over.

Fang Monan held his forehead and chuckled. "How do you say this? Your resentment is so deep!" She raised her eyebrows and looked at him playfully.

"Joseph's song won the Grammy Award for Best Single." Hughes said sadly, blinking his eyes.

"Then what do you want?" Fang Monan looked at him with a smile but not a smile.

Hughes smiled flatteringly and said, "You can just write a song for me."

"'It's not enough', you think this song is just a Chinese cabbage! It's so simple! You will get something if you put in the effort!" Fang Monan said jokingly with a flash in his eyes.

"I'm relying on you today!" Hughes said shamelessly. "Look, I even brought the music sheet."

"Pfft... turns out it was a premeditated plan!" Fang Monan took the sheet music and said, "Hey! Aren't you making things difficult for me?"

Hughes slapped his forehead and said, "Hehe... this is not easy, brothers copy the guy."

He looks like a gangster.

"Let me see?" Joseph asked.

Fang Monan handed the score to Joseph, and several people added it together, and melodious music began to flow.

There is quite a Zen feel in the song, a kind of transcendental calmness, and Xiaobei's realm has improved again.

Listening to it over and over again. Fang Monan was calm, his thoughts were wandering to the sky, and he inexplicably thought of the sea of ​​bamboo in the winter snow. Bamboo is a poem with one word, and bamboo is a wonderful song.

When I opened my eyes, everything was shining brightly...

After finishing writing, Fang Monan handed it directly to Hughes, and his magnetic and provocative voice penetrated the eardrums.

"In the wind whistling from the distant mountains, I was beaten to the ground but never broken. In the showers falling from the thick clouds, I was beaten to the ground but never broken. If you ask me, I want to change.

What it is, is the bamboo forest with roots deep into the ground.

Summer comes and summer comes, the baked earth is buried, but it never disappears. It changes from green to yellow to green, like a changing flag, unpredictable but never disappearing. It remains in my memory.

, it’s the song of bamboo that goes deep into the ground.”

Bamboo, one of the "Four Gentlemen of Flowers", was originally a symbol of a noble hermit. Fang Monan and the others quietly counted the virtues of bamboo and their desire to be transformed into bamboo.

At the end of the song, "papa..." applause sounded.

"It sounds good, it sounds so good." Dabao said, "This song reminds me of: Clinging to the green mountains and not letting go, the roots are still in the broken rocks. It has been strong despite being struck by hardships, regardless of the wind from east to west, north or south."

"That's right!" Shen Muqing rubbed Dabao's soft hair.

Joey quietly pulled on Hughes's clothes, "Xius, although asking this makes me look stupid, but what did Dabao say just now mean?" After saying that, Joey scratched his head and said, "Chinese is so profound."

Shen Muqing smiled and tried to explain in simple words, "Bamboo grows silently in the barren mountains and ridges. No matter it is peaks, peaks, ridges, or ravines, it can survive in adversity with perseverance. Although

It has been guarding the loneliness and desolation of the side for many years, and has been beaten and tortured by wind, frost, snow and rain all year round, but it has always clung to the green mountains, concentrated and regretful. For thousands of years, the bamboo has maintained its majestic and upright character image...

Doesn't this symbolize the reproduction and reproduction of our ancestors for generations..." He suddenly stopped. It seemed inappropriate to say this, and then he said in a popular way, "It symbolizes the tenacity of human beings who are not afraid of severe cold, and no matter how great the difficulties are, they cannot scare away people's perseverance.

Unyielding and strong spirit.”

"Bamboo is strong, fresh, full of vitality and vigorous. When the spring breeze has not melted away the remaining cold of the remaining winter, new bamboo shoots sprout quietly on the ground. After a spring rain, the bamboo shoots burst out of the ground and point straight to the sky. The so-called 'Qingming Day'

It is a reflection of her youthful vitality and vitality. When the spring breeze blows away the layers of bamboo shoots, they stand in the bright spring light. In midsummer, they stretch their long arms and shake up a rich green gauze.

, Dancing in the wind, Ana is so beautiful. After the summer and the cold come, it is still green and lush, smiling in the wind, cold, snow and frost." Fang Monan said and drew pieces of green bamboo.

Liangzi said, "No wonder Bai Juyi left such a wonderful sentence in "Inscription on Bamboo": Thousands of flowers and grasses have withered away, leaving them to look into the snow."

"Is the bamboo you're talking about eaten by giant pandas?" Owen asked.

"Pfft...cough..." Shen Muqing coughed and his face turned red.

This was such a good mood, but Owen's mouth suddenly ruined it.

"Why am I wrong?" Owen looked at him with confusion.

"That's right!" Fang Monan's eyes flashed slightly and he nodded.

Chinese people give bamboo more spiritual qualities. In the eyes of Westerners, it may just be a green plant or a building material.

Pine trees remind people of patriots; plantains remind people of beauties; tall locust trees remind people of generals; and bamboo trees? They remind people of hermits. Bamboo is light and delicate, evergreen all year round, despite all kinds of tenderness, But it never tries to impress others, nor is it domineering. It is its character that is modest, honest, simple and elegant.

Bamboo does not bloom, is light and elegant, and is spotless. Her natural nature that does not seek to be gorgeous and does not seek fame has attracted the attention of the world. Zheng Xie, a poet of the Qing Dynasty, praised it this way: one section after another, thousands of schools collect thousands of leaves; I Since it does not bloom, it does not attract bees and butterflies.

Bamboo has distracting thoughts and is willing to be lonely. It does not seek to be heard in the wild forest or lively in the mountains. Thousands of years have passed, but it has finally developed a climate like this vast sea.

Owen's interruption made Hughes discover the shortcomings of the song.

"Although the song is nice, I don't know if it can open up the American market. The lyrics are too Asian-style." Hughes frowned and said.

Then Hughes made a sly turn, "It's easy. Just release this single and target it only in Asia. Hehe... Nannan still owes me a song!"

"Tsk tsk...what a greedy man!" Joseph joked.

"Why, it can't be done?" Hughes said sadly, "This is not competitive at all."

Fang Monan tapped his index finger, "Actually, this can be used as an environmental song!"

"That's right!" Destin said as the manager, "The music and lyrics are fine, the moving song itself is the most important thing. It's just that your understanding is deeper, you can..."

"I have a suggestion. If you want to shoot the MV, go to Nanzhu. There are tens of thousands of acres of bamboo sea there. It is composed of endless bamboo forests, surrounded by green mountains. The lake is as clear as a mirror all year round, and the water flows around the mountains... By the way. Paired with photos of pollution disasters, and comparing the two, this idea..." Fang Monan smiled like a treacherous little fox.

Destin nodded frequently, "This way you can break away from the pure entertainment mode and climb to a deeper level, letting the world clearly understand that Hughes and the others are not a choir that is indifferent to worldly affairs and only focuses on the development of music career. ."

Shen Muqing laughed when he heard about Nanzhu. This girl really did not go to any lengths, but this advertisement was well done!

Fang Monan seemed to feel his gaze, "Why not? This is called rational use of resources."

This is normal! There is a Zhouzhuang in the south of the Yangtze River, and many people have been interested in it. But when a foreign reporter took a photo there and published it, it caused a sensation. Domestic and foreign tourists came in droves again, and the small Zhouzhuang was overwhelmed with business. Red and fiery.

However, many people went there because of its reputation, took a boat ride, toured around Xiaozhuangzi, and looked at some wealthy houses in the past. They didn't feel there was anything special about it, and it wasn't as "evil" as the legend said.

In comparison, Hughes's appeal is even stronger.

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