You Made Me a Superstar

   Chapter 371 If he dies on stage...

   In the past, Zhou Yang thought that the influence of art was just empty words.

   But when he really stayed with these famous musicians and listened to them discussing music constantly, a door seemed to open in Zhou Yang's ignorant mind.

   This feeling is amazing.

Obviously I don't know what's in the door, but I seem to be in it and hear countless beautiful melodies, and among some beautiful melodies, many things that I didn't understand before and I couldn't understand began to be understood one by one, and they were replaced by melodies. Digested, and eventually began to become extra permeable.

   He seems to be "indoctrinated" by art.

   He felt very happy in it, and even forgot where he was for a while, only knowing that with the company of countless melodies, time has passed for a long time.

   When he recovered from these countless melodies, he found that the saxophone "Homecoming" became very clear, and the notes of some incomplete parts began to fill in slowly.

   seems to be the kind of epiphany that Buddhists say!

Yes!

   But Zhou Yang's epiphany is not so miraculous, it is related to talent, but it is related to some memories of the original world.

   "Go Home" saxophone.

   Zhou Yang himself has heard the full version of this song, and the incomplete version is like brainwashing, I don’t know how many times I’ve listened to it.

  In the cafe, when urging customers to leave after the KTV, in the school bell...

   The things buried in my mind have been kept in dust for a long time, and I accidentally got a key, which opened the door, plus my own "epiphany".

  Everything seems to be very clear.

Late at night.

   The time of the day flies by.

  The music masters in the Huaxia National Theater who had dispersed one by one, but no one left.

   Those students who participated in the chorus were standing in the corner blankly at this moment.

  They who should be rehearsing "My Motherland" together have no intention of rehearsing at this moment, but they just stared at the red dim light on the stage.

  The red light is like the setting sun, fading away in the afterglow.

  Darkness is about to come, but not yet.

  The students were in disbelief, but kept silent. As time went by, gradually, their emotions gradually became a little more complicated.

far away……

   The world-famous saxophone master Kenneth was enveloped in a dim light. Kenneth changed his previous casualness. His expression was very solemn.

   Silence.

  The huge music hall is so silent, people can't help but feel a little flustered in their hearts.

   But no one wants to be the musical sinner who breaks the silence.

   The other side of the light.

   Zhou Yang sat quietly, looking at the other sheet music and fell into deep thought, writing something from time to time.

  Tong Yuan, master of suona, Li Luguang, head of Sheng school, Wang Zhongjing, master of guzheng, and Zhou Hongwei, master of flute...

  Everyone looked at him silently.

   Zhou Yang and Kenneth have been in this state for more than two hours. During these two hours, the two seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world and immersed in their own world.

   No one knows how long this state will last, let alone what they will face next.

   "These places are wrong!"

   At this moment, Kenneth suddenly stood up, breaking the extremely suppressed atmosphere.

  Tong Yuan seemed to be taken aback, then watched Kenneth walk in front of Zhou Yang step by step, began to hold the score, and chatted with Zhou Yang about the melody of "Going Home".

"what?"

   Zhou Yang seemed to be at a loss. When he looked up at Kenneth, his eyes were slightly dazed.

   "These parts need to be changed, the tone is wrong, and the traces of the notes filling in are very heavy, which affects the overall mood of the music. I think this section is very problematic, and I have to use another key..."

   "And these places, I don't think it's appropriate..."

  Kenneth is very serious, unlike the little old man who was playful and greedy before. At this moment, his eyes are as sharp as a vulture in the desert, looking at him as if he can pierce his heart.

   Zhou Yang took over the saxophone score of "Homecoming".

  Kenneth made numerous revisions to the score, Zhou Yang was shocked when he saw the revised notes.

   He not only made some adjustments to what he recalled with his brain, but also made in-depth revisions of the notes he filled in by relying on the melody, and even helped to make up those incomplete parts.

   Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar notes of "Homecoming", Zhou Yang instinctively nodded.

After seeing Zhou Yang nod, Kenneth's serious expression seemed to ease a little, as if a certain string was taut in his heart, which was gradually loosened, and then his eyes became very excited again, holding the saxophone, his impatience seemed to be uncontrollable .

   "I play it once, you listen, listen, is this the feeling?"

   In the huge concert hall, Kenneth's excited voice echoed.

   "Well, listen!" Zhou Yang nodded again.

   He watched Kenneth pick up the saxophone and walk to the center of the stage, as if he had entered another world.

   He bowed inexplicably to the empty seats of the concert hall.

   "Teacher, sheet music..."

"no need!"

  John Williams hurriedly handed over the score when he saw this scene, only to see Kenneth shaking his head and closing his eyes instead.

  John Williams was stunned.

  ……………………

   Zhou Yang heard a familiar melody.

   Beautiful and moving.

In the melody of   , Zhou Yang closed his eyes, and episodes of the past appeared in his mind.

right!

   is the feeling, absolutely.

  The beautiful melody is like a elf, echoing in his ears.

   It seems that I have seen a distant hometown, I have seen my childhood, I have seen the fish swimming in the stream, and I have looked at the clear soft stones...

   seemed to feel a gust of wind blowing, and after it blew, he was in a dark and vast prairie, looking up at the blue sky in the distance from the prairie.

  Master, worthy of being a master!

   After listening to the saxophone playing "Go Home" up close, Zhou Yang realized the beauty and splendor of music.

not far away……

  Tong Yuan's mind was buzzing.

   There are many incredible things in this world, but Zhou Yang is more incredible than she has seen in decades.

   A few days ago...

   She felt that Zhou Yang was very unprofessional, and even in her heart, Zhou Yang's understanding of music was a layman, and any student of the music school was much better than Zhou Yang.

   Although she didn't show it, she would inevitably feel slight and contempt in her heart...

   And now, she only felt tingling in her scalp.

  I was immersed in the beauty this music brought her, but also felt shocking.

   Perhaps under the aura of music, she looked at Zhou Yang and felt that Zhou Yang had a mysterious aura on her body...

   "Masterpiece"!

   Such a word suddenly appeared in her mind, and when this word appeared, it took root in her heart and could not be removed for a long time.

The saxophone performance of    "Go Home" is over.

   No applause.

   She was suddenly lost, and she felt very sad in her heart.

   Her gaze at Zhou Yang became more and more excited.

actually……

   There is no shortage of young geniuses in this world.

Like countless musicians, in fact, when they were young, they showed talents that were different from ordinary people. When they were in their twenties, they were already world famous, already in the palace, in the elegant and solemn palace, Worshiped by countless eyes...

  The musician who can be famous in the history of music, which one did not become famous at a young age? Which is the genius of the sky, the son of God?

  Tong Yuan had this thought in her mind, and after thinking about it, she began to think it was very reasonable.

   Genius is also graded.

  Some geniuses just have a little better memory than ordinary people, and they are a little more prominent than ordinary people.

   And some geniuses are no longer the difference between people, or even the huge gap between people and dogs.

  Tong Yuan's eyes when looking at Zhou Yang began to gradually become hot. If such a person is his own student, then...

  Tong Yuan, who was not very vain at first, became extremely vain after thinking of some impossible pictures.

   Then she instinctively shook her head.

   How could Zhou Yang be his own student?

  Although I thought so in my heart, images appeared uncontrollably in my mind...

   "Mr. Kenneth, no, I think the last paragraph is wrong!"

   "This melody is not like this!"

   Zhou Yang's voice suddenly broke Tong Yuan's fantasy and pulled her into reality.

After the performance of    "Going Home", there was a long silence.

   Zhou Yang broke the dead silence and walked towards Kenneth...

   He did not write the score, but hummed the melody.

   After Kenneth listened to Zhou Yang humming the melody, the saxophone trembled slightly, then nodded more, and played the song "Going Home" again.

  The melody sounded again...

   Zhou Yang closed his eyes while listening to the melody.

  The memory is getting clearer and clearer, and in the clear memory, he compares it over and over again, and relies on his own talent to correct the difference between the original world's "Going Home" and Kenneth's playing "Going Home".

   Finished blowing...

   Zhou Yang shook his head, he couldn't find the difference, it seemed that the two songs had reached an amazing overlap, but he subconsciously felt that something was wrong!

   So, he looked at Kenneth: "Mr. Kenneth, blow it again!"

"it is good!"

   Kenneth nodded when he heard the words, his cheeks bulged, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, but he still played the melody.

After blowing    once, Zhou Yang shook his head.

   "Blow it again? Still not right!"

"it is good!"

   Kenneth nodded, as if he had returned to the face of his teacher when he was learning the saxophone for the first time.

   But at this moment, he was more excited.

   He began to get tired gradually, but the blood all over his body was boiling...

   "Blow again..."

"it is good!"

   Time flies.

  The expression on John Williams' face changed from surprise to worry, and finally to nervousness.

  Other famous musicians also realized that something was wrong.

  Kenneth and Zhou Yang seem to have become two fanatical bigots, surrounded by music, constantly fighting for something.

   Early morning...

One o'clock.

   Two in the morning...

   3:30 AM!

   Even John Williams, who was next to him, felt exhausted, not to mention that John Kenneth was blowing over and over again.

   He saw that his clothes were soaked with sweat.

   "Blow it again!"

   "Mr. Zhou Yang, you can listen to the recording..." John Williams finally couldn't help but stepped forward and looked at Zhou Yang.

   "No, I can't listen to the recording, music needs feeling, I also found that "feeling", and I seem to have found something wrong!" Kenneth shook his head sharply.

   Although his face was pale, the fiery feeling in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and he played again.

  Tong Yuan looked at Kenneth.

   Her face was very scary.

   I was out of breath.

   She glanced at Chairman Zhang Zunlian.

   "If...I mean if...if Kenneth falls on this stage, then are we...all sinners?"

   Zhang Zunlian's expression was solemn.

   did not answer Tong Yuan's question.

  If Zhou Yang tossed the world-famous saxophone master Kenneth to death on the stage, then...

   In fact, he couldn't even imagine the consequences.

But……

   He didn't dare to go forward to disturb him, for fear of affecting something.

   (end of this chapter)