Chapter 365

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The intense applause gradually stopped. With a smile on his face, Harwin said to Hua Chunsheng and others:

"Mr. Hua, and all my friends, thank you for your performance. It's really hard for you!

This song "Ode to the motherland" is wonderful, rich in content and profound, but also contains a strong sense of patriotism, coupled with the inspiring background music, let us have a kind of blood surging, heart stirring feeling, it is easy to stimulate the audience's patriotism! Good, good! "

"Ha, you're welcome." Hua Chunsheng said with a smile: "those of us who hold pens can't do anything except write something."

"Mr. Hua, you are very kind."

Harwin laughed at Hua Chunsheng and continued to ask, "by the way, can I ask you, just now, when you were reciting with background music, why did you think of using background music? And what's the name of this music? "

"Not at first." Hua Chunsheng waved his hand, turned to see Liu Zixia not far away, and said: "specifically, let Zixia talk about it."

Liu Zixia knew that Hua Chunsheng would buy him, so he went to the front and said:

"Ha Dao, the music is called" Piano Concerto for defending the Yellow River ". I think this poem written by Hua Lao is very good, and music can also cause people's emotional resonance, so I created a song to recite with this ode to the motherland. I didn't expect the effect to be so good. "

When Liu Zixia's voice fell to the ground, the directors began to talk in a low voice

"Defend the Yellow River Piano Concerto", the name is very good

"I just said that when I listened to the recitation, I felt that my blood was flowing like the Yellow River waves."

"Poetry and songs are very suitable for the situation, but I always feel that something is missing..."

They talked to each other, and everyone's face was filled with wonder and shock.

They really can't figure out how Liu Zixia's head grows. Even such inspiring and passionate songs can be created.

And listen to the meaning of his words, it seems to be tailored for "Ode to the motherland".

It's a musical genius!

"Do you have any comments on this program?"

Seeing that all the directors and colleagues had talked about it, Harwin said, "if you don't have any opinions, the show will be settled."

Poetry recitation is a language program.

The main director in charge of language is a 40 year old middle-aged woman. She looked at her small book and said, "this program is full of positive energy, novel in form and profound in meaning. I think it can be reviewed."

"Well, that's what I mean!" Harwin turned to Hua Chunsheng and others and said, "but, Mr. Hua, can I make a little suggestion?"

Hua Chunsheng nodded and said, "Ha Dao, you say."

"This recitation with music is really a new form of performance, but don't you think there is something less?"

Harwin pointed to the big screen at the back and said, "look at the big screen at the back! When you recite, the big screen at the back is always fixed with patterns. If you roll over the construction and development of China over the years when you recite, will it be more vivid? "

Hearing Harwin's words, everyone on the stage was stunned for a moment, and then finally recovered.

This suggestion seems to be reasonable!

"OK, just listen to director ha." Hua Chunsheng discussed with the public for a while, and finally agreed, "but this construction still has a history of development, so it's going to trouble ha Dao."

"It's easy." Harwin nodded and said, "I'll go to the director of the record channel to edit it to match your recitation program."

……

"Ode to the motherland" is the first program of CCTV Spring Festival Gala.

But none of the directors in the hall or the people on the stage disclosed the news. After all, they can't do things that are envied, can they?

The final adjudication of the Spring Festival Gala program continues.

Back in the lounge, I had another chat with these strong new writers, and then left in a hurry.

Hua Chunsheng and Jin Miao stayed, chatting with Liu Zixia in the lounge.

At this time, Liu Zixia's dress has changed.

He took off his big red Zhongshan suit and put on the clothes and shoes he had prepared.

The dress is a Chinese style coat, which is the same as the performance dress worn by crosstalk actors. The color is navy blue. As for the shoes, black cloth shoes, and a white scarf around the neck.

Looking at the past from a distance, I have the feeling of patriotic youth in 1920s and 1930s!

Looking at Liu Zixia's clothes, Hua Chunsheng said, "Zixia, you look like a young man who has loved you."

"Look what you said." Liu Zixia lifted the scarf back and said, "I was a patriotic youth."

"Oh, yes, the old man said something wrong. You are a patriotic youth." Hua Chunsheng was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile, "why, what song are you going to sing?"

"A patriotic song." Liu Zixia blinked, "but let me buy a pass first. I can't tell you this. You'll know by the Spring Festival Gala."

"It's your turn, Mr. Liu."

At this time, Xiao Miao's voice rang outside the door.

"Right away!" Liu Zixia answered and said to Hua Chunsheng, "Mr. Hua, you and brother Jin should go first. After my performance, I have to wait for brother Xing for a while. I'll arrange a meal later. Let's get together."

Leaving such a sentence behind, Liu Zixia opened the door and went out, followed Xiaomiao and walked towards the No. 1 Golden studio hall.

……

It was just 11:30 when I came out of CCTV building.

Looking up at the sky blue sky that has cleared up, think about the directors of the directing group. After listening to their songs, their faces turned red and their eyes were moist. Liu Zixia's mouth inadvertently showed a smile.

It seems that the song prepared by Liu Zixia is very successful!

Go to the parking lot and have a look. Lang Wenxing's Mercedes Benz big G is still there.

After thinking about it, Liu Zixia sent Lang Wenxing a wechat that he went home first. Then he put on a mask and a scarf, and walked out of CCTV Headquarters.

Beijing, which is wrapped in silver, has added a new color to China.

Today, it's rare to have a leisurely time. As Liu Zixia strolled home, he took out his earphone and plugged it into his mobile phone. He made a call to Li Meng and made a phone call.

I don't know how long it took. Liu Zixia looked up and found that he had gone to his alma mater, Huaxia drama academy.

"How did you get here?"

Looking up at the red characters of Huaxia drama academy, Liu Zixia could not help but look nostalgic.

I've been in this world for more than half a year, and I've never been so sentimental.

Now that you're here, just go in and have a look.

Shaking his head, Liu Zixia walked in directly.

Walking in the school, the trees on both sides of the road had already lost their leaves, and the thick branches were still covered with snow. Several sparrows stood on the branches, shivering and chirping.

Although it has been winter vacation, there are still many students in the school.

Along the way, many men and women in down coats and cashmere coats, shovel and other tools are shoveling snow or playing in the snow.

Pop!

Along the familiar road, Liu Zixia is about to walk to the old dormitory downstairs. Suddenly, a snowball the size of a fist flew over him, and "whew" fell on his face.

Unfortunately, Liu Zixia had only two eyes exposed and was hit by a snowball.

"Ouch, I'll go!"

Liu Zixia is nostalgic, this sudden snowball, directly to him.

This is really a person sitting at home, disaster from heaven!

More than ten meters away, several young girls, dressed in down jackets and wrapped up tightly, trotted in the direction of Liu Zixia.

One of the girls also fell because she was running too fast.

A girl, wearing a thick purple down jacket and a lovely pink rabbit hat, rushed over and apologized to Liu Zixia

"Senior, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it just now."

"Never mind!" Liu Zixia shook his head with a bitter smile and asked, "by the way, are you ok?"

The girl who just wrestled is the one who apologized.

"I'm fine." The girl waved her hand again and again, "senior, I'm so sorry just now! By the way, I have a tissue here. Please wipe it

So the girl took off her gloves, took out a bag of tissue from her pocket and handed it to Liu Zixia.

At this time, several girls from behind also ran over and said:

"Xiaolin, your illness is just right. What are you doing running so fast?"

"You just fell. What's the matter?"

"No, I'll go back to the dormitory soon. Don't run outside."

The three girls and she should be roommates in the same dormitory. They look nervous. They are totally sincere.

As for Liu Zixia just got a snowball?

That can't die, it's OK!

Liu Zixia wiped the snow on her eyes and said, "are you all students of Chinese opera?"

"Well." Kobayashi nodded, "we are all from the performance department."

Liu Zixia asked curiously, "it's winter vacation. Why don't you go home?"

"Because Xiao Lin was ill, he delayed half a semester's course. We discussed with each other to help Xiao Lin make up for his lessons during the winter vacation." A tall girl in a black down jacket said softly.

"Sick?" Liu Zixia took a look at Xiao Lin and asked curiously, "can you tell me what's wrong with me?"

"It's leukemia." Kobayashi said optimistically, "I was discharged more than two weeks ago."

Leukemia, named Xiaolin, is also a student of Huaxia performance department?

A name flashed through Liu Zixia's mind, and then a pale, skinny figure.

It's not like that, is it?

Thinking like this, Liu Zixia said, "Yin Lin?"

"Well?"

Now, not to mention Xiao Lin, even the eyes of her three roommates all looked stunned.