MTL - You Made Me a Superstar-Chapter 485 holy temple

   Chapter 485 The Holy Palace

  The days in Vienna are not peaceful.

  There are some unknown musicians who often disturb Zhou Yang under various names.

   At the same time, some domestic and foreign media did not stop, as long as they caught Zhou Yang, they would swarm around him as if they saw something rare.

   Zhou Yang took the trouble to talk about his feelings about coming to Vienna, but when the media asked Zhou Yang's views on Huaxia music, Zhou Yang chose to remain silent.

   There are some things he can say, and there are things he thinks he can't say.

   The hustle and bustle seems to be the main theme of Zhou Yang these days. In the sound over and over again, Zhou Yang feels that he has lost his freedom.

  An Xiao was not by Zhou Yang's side.

She said that she accompanies An Zhibin and Tang Xiao to take various wedding photos in Vienna, but she spends more time in the temporary office, dealing with matters in China, and when she is free, she follows the reporters to the Golden Hall. , helping with various media work, and reporting to the country about his situation in Vienna from time to time every day. As a public official, although in a sense this is official business, promoting Chinese music and art, there are still many limits.

   "Director Feng, now depends on the market situation..."

  “…”

   "There are several Hollywood movies to be released in the second half of the year. You also understand that after "Jaws" and "Men in Black" are drawn, other movies will have to be released according to the contract plan..."

  “…”

   "Director Feng, I didn't mean to say anything else, but it turns out that the box office of our Chinese export films this year has increased by nearly 200 million US dollars compared to last year..."

  “…”

   October 12th.

   A light rain fell in the sky over Vienna.

  An Xiao was talking on the phone by the eaves while looking out the window. Although the voice on the phone was flat, a smile could not be restrained flashing across An Xiao's face.

The burden on    seemed to be a lot lighter at this moment, and the big stone in my heart finally fell.

   "Sniper Phone Booth" was released for eleven days. The total box office in China officially broke 270 million, and the total overseas box office was 40 million US dollars.

   "The Youth We Chased Together in Those Years" was released for ten days, and the total box office in China just exceeded 230 million. Although the total overseas box office is not particularly good, there are also figures of about 7 million US dollars.

   At the beginning of October, the box office of the two films has reached 500 million. This year’s 900 million box office task seems to have no suspense.

   Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that she has seen that the domestic director circle is gradually becoming clearer, and the era when the older generation of directors only covered the sky with their hands no longer exists.

   Feng Minrui personally called and talked to her about the film arrangement, which proved that the older generation directors of the Huaxia Directors Association were in a hurry.

The movie "Our Country" was released later. Because of the film schedule and the busiest days of the Golden Week, the box office performance of the main theme movie "Our Country" was not particularly good, but the attendance rate was very high. Gao, to a certain extent, if this film is released on October 1, the box office on the opening day will definitely not be lower than that of "Sniper Phone Booth".

but…

   How can there be so many ifs in this world?

  An Xiao did not give Feng Minrui the so-called step down, nor did he promise anything, everything was business.

  The so-called steps are to use their own privileges.

   Even Zhou Yang is reluctant to ask himself for privileges, and even cancels the so-called support and other benefits in order to allow himself to work better. Why should these people give them privileges?

   "Director Feng, I know you're in a hurry, and I know the situation, but there's really nothing you can do about this. You can go to Xu Chu and see how the department will handle it..."

  When An Xiao said this, the other end of the phone was finally silent.

   then hung up the phone silently.

  ………………

   Zhou Yang is like a bystander, or a spectator, watching the rehearsal of the two saxophone songs "Wedding March" and "Going Home".

   When the conductor, Teacher Qiao Yu, came to Zhou Yang and asked him with a smile what advice he had on this symphony rehearsal, Zhou Yang only praised him.

   This year, he has learned a lot about symphony. Naturally, he can understand symphony, but only in understanding. In other aspects, he is still a beginner...

   He has no idea.

  The evening of October 12.

When the last symphony sounded, in this symphony, Zhou Yang looked at the unsmiling An Zhibin in suits, wearing wedding dresses, and smiling on the stage specially built for them, Zhou Yang only felt the beauty and romantic…

  This is a unique wedding.

   China's Symphony Orchestra, many world-class musicians will be on the stage, watching the two slowly walk through the promenade, under the attention of everyone, declaring that they are together.

   Like a short stage play…

An Zhibin doesn't like this method very much. He is more conservative and thinks it's too grandiose, and the feeling of showing his face makes him very uncomfortable, but Tang Xiao strongly demands this, even at the expense of delaying the wedding. A unique wedding.

"Official weddings can be held in China. It is very meaningful to hold such a wedding here... Moreover, this is the first time for the Huaxia Symphony, and it is of great historical significance for the Chinese Symphony to be staged on the sacred stage of Vienna. Also a part of this historic..."

   "An Zhibin, this "Wedding March" is a symphony written for us by my brother-in-law Zhou Yang, do you understand?"

   "I don't care anyway!"

  “…”

  The two negotiated for a long time, but An Zhibin finally couldn't beat Tang Xiao, and finally nodded in agreement.

   After watching the last rehearsal, Zhou Yang had some feelings in his heart, and there seemed to be another voice playing continuously in his mind.

   This is not that he "plagiarized" the music of the original world, it is a continuation of the melody that Zhou Yang played on the piano before.

   Maybe I can really create some great music by myself...

  When Zhou Yang had this idea in his mind, he suddenly laughed at himself.

   What do you think?

  I just copied some music from the original world, do you really consider yourself a master of music?

   Despite his self-denial, he still took out the notebook he carried with him and recorded the melody in his mind.

   Then, he lowered his head again, remembered the "Wedding March", and wrote some melodies and notes from the "Symphony of Destiny".

six o'clock.

  As the sun sets, Vienna begins to feel a little cold.

  The staff and musicians left the Vienna Royal Opera after the rehearsal one after another.

   Zhou Yang also stood up, and when he was about to leave, he saw several musicians walking towards him.

   Zhou Yang looked at an old man with glasses and vaguely thought that the old man seemed to be named Barrows, an internationally renowned music connoisseur who was proficient in various musical instruments.

   The old man looked at himself with very sharp eyes. The moment the two looked at each other and greeted each other, Zhou Yang felt as if he was being targeted by a hunting eagle, and instinctively felt a little uncomfortable.

  Then the old man laughed and chatted with himself about music...

   Zhou Yang felt very uncomfortable and wanted to leave here, but the old man was quite enthusiastic in his words, and the topics he talked about became more and more high-end.

  The high-end makes Zhou Yang unable to understand what the old man is talking about, especially the knowledge reserve of music among the old people, making Zhou Yang feel like a clown.

   Zhou Yang understood...

  The old man seemed to be very aggressive, and his words meant to pierce something.

   "No matter how realistic the lie is, it will always be exposed one day. When the day is really exposed, some people will become a clown who jumps on the beam..."

   "History will always restore some truth, and those who try to cover up the truth will eventually be cast aside..."

   "Especially at the concert in the hallowed halls of Vienna..."

  After chatting with Zhou Yang, Barros said some slightly pointed words in English, and his eyes gradually turned from sharp to disappointed.

   He has basically begun to characterize Zhou Yang.

   When he saw Zhou Yang being silent and a little inexplicable, Barros did not choose to leave, nor did he condescend like a winner, he just looked at Zhou Yang, his eyes became extremely sharp.

   "Mr. Zhou Yang..."

"Um?"

"Frankly, in what way do these musicians in Huaxia make you, an ordinary person who has only a little understanding of music, become a "creative palace-level musician", I am a very religious person, I I want to see the truth, and of course I want to see the people behind you...I know what I'm saying may be very rude, but I don't think you're the original creator of this music" Barros said this sentence.

  When Zhou Yang heard this sentence, his calm heart instantly began to waver, and the intense uncomfortable feeling made his hair stand on end.

   "There is no one behind me, and even if there is, you won't see it..."

"They are deeply hidden? Or are they persecuted by you, or are you persecuted? I suspect that some people who are really talented but have no rights are imprisoned by you. I even think the inspirational stories you tell outside are all made up. A lie, there is a huge conspiracy in the middle... Does this involve some human rights issues?" Barros looked at Zhou Yang and said these words.

   Zhou Yang was going to leave, but when he heard this, he suddenly stopped and frowned deeply: "Mr. Barros, I hope you can take back what you just said and apologize!"

   Several musicians who followed Barrows realized that Barrows’ words were excessive, so they discouraged them in the middle and apologized for Barrows’ inappropriate remarks.

   Zhou Yang glanced at Barros, didn't say anything, turned and left with an indifferent face.

   "I hope you can prove it in front of everyone, so that I can put away my doubts and sincerely apologize to you, also in front of the whole world..."

   When he heard what Barrows said suddenly, Zhou Yang stopped and gave Barrows a cold look, ignoring him.

Just at this time…

   "Wait, Mr. Zhou Yang, why is your "Symphony of Destiny" only some fragments? Is there a full version?"

   "That notebook, can I take a second look?"

  The voice of another western old man with white beard and hair came from behind him.

   Kenneth, who was sitting in the back row of Zhou Yang, was shocked by what Zhou Yang wrote, and was immersed in the melody.

  Barrows was stunned when he saw the old man.

   (end of this chapter)