Soon, the prelude ended, and Jiang ZhuLiu's singing began.
"A lamp of sorrow, standing alone at the window! I'll be behind the door, pretending you haven't left…"
An Zhixin's eyes suddenly lit up.
As the president of the Chinese Poetry Research Society, he was extremely sensitive to words.
The first few lines of the song hit his heart right away. The scene described in the lyrics of standing at the door and watching the woman leave jumped into his mind.
An Zhixin let go of his prejudice against young people singing and devoted himself to listening.
When Jiang Zhuliu finished his performance, An Zhixin looked like he had been petrified. He stared at the TV screen in a daze and did not move at all.
An Xiaoxiao was frightened and hurriedly shook An Zhixin's arm.""Grandpa, are you alright?"
An Zhixin came back to his senses and let out a long breath."Grandpa is fine. It's just that the song just now was so good that Grandpa heard it!”
" I knew you would like this style of songs, Grandpa," An Xiaoxiao said proudly." That's why I dragged you here. Now you know how good I am at picking idols, right?"”
An Zhixin rubbed An Xiaoxiao's head and said,"My granddaughter has good taste. I haven't heard such a song in a long time.
The lyrics of this song were like ancient lyrics, integrated with the Song Ci and Yuan Qu style 'Ci Pa'. It had the artistic conception of' ancient roads, west winds, thin horses, small bridges, flowing water, people, heartbroken people in the world'.
Moreover, the lyrics also contained many images that were commonly seen in classical literature, such as the moon, pot, wine, water, flowers, pipa, east wind, maple leaves, candlelight, ancient roads, and so on.
To be able to incorporate these images into the lyrics of pop music and connect them with personal pronunciations, the artistic conception was profound and beautiful. The person who wrote this song was really in a high realm!”
From a literary point of view, An Zhixin praised the song "East Wind Breaks".
An Xiaoxiao said proudly,""Grandpa, the person who wrote this song is my idol, Brother Zhuliu. He's also the one who sang just now.”
"What?"
An Zhixin was stunned for a moment, then he shook his head and said,"Impossible. How could such beautiful lyrics be written by a young man? It must have been written by a middle-aged or old man with deep attainments in ancient literature!”
An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips." How is that impossible? Brother Zhuliu said before he sang that this song was his original creation. He wrote the lyrics and music himself. Grandpa, have you forgotten?”
An Zhixin recalled for a moment. Jiang Zhuliu seemed to have really said it just now.
However, he didn't have a good impression of Jiang Zhuliu at that time, so he didn't listen carefully.
"If the lyrics were really written by this young man, then this young man is too amazing!”
An Zhixin sighed and looked at An Xiaoxiao."Granddaughter, help me find this song. I want to listen to it a few more times.”
"Alright, no problem!"
An Xiaoxiao swiftly took out her phone and found the exclusive version of " East Wind Breaks " before handing the phone to An Zhixin.
The reason why she dragged An Zhixin along to listen to Jiang Zhuliu sing was because she wanted to promote her idol to her grandfather, so that her grandfather could follow her and chase after stars.
Now, it seemed that the plan had succeeded.
An Zhixin held his phone and watched the video of " East Wind Break " repeatedly. The more he watched, the more excited he became. In the end, tears flowed out.
For a literary scholar like him, it was easy to be touched by the emotions contained in the words.
And the emotions contained in [East Wind Break] were undoubtedly very profound.
It was normal for An Zhixin to be moved to tears.
……
On the other side, Chen Mingyuan, a veteran singer and music professor at the University of China, was giving a lecture on music theory.
During the break, he accidentally heard a student's phone playing a live performance of " East Wind Breaks ".
The tune with an ancient rhythm and the exquisite and beautiful lyrics instantly attracted Chen Mingyuan.
As a veteran musician, Chen Mingyuan had been studying Chinese music since a long time ago.
He was once known as the pioneer of Xia Guofeng music.
However, due to his limited talent, he had never been able to compose a truly classic Chinese song.
This had always been his greatest regret.
But now, he suddenly heard a piece of Chinese music that completely fit the creative principles of " three ancient and three new ", and the tune and lyrics were extremely beautiful.
It was like walking alone in the desert for a long time and suddenly seeing a water source.
Chen Mingyuan didn't hesitate. He rushed to the student's side and looked at the student's phone screen.
This action frightened the students. He stammered,"Teacher…Teacher Chen, it's…it's break time now. It shouldn't be a big deal for me to play with my phone, right?”
Chen Mingyuan ignored the students and continued to stare at the phone screen.
The student noticed Chen Mingyuan's gaze and tentatively handed the phone to him.
Chen Mingyuan immediately took the phone, adjusted his glasses, and looked at it seriously.
At the end, Chen Mingyuan's eyes were a little moist.
He had been studying Xiaguofeng music alone for so long, but he could not find a direction at all.
Now, this song," East Wind Breaks," was equivalent to completely displaying the music theory of Xia Guofeng music in front of him.
Chen Mingyuan could not help but cry tears of joy.
When the student saw this scene, he asked carefully,""Teacher Chen, are you alright?"
Chen Mingyuan came back to his senses and wiped his tears."I'm fine. Take your phone. The song just now was very good. You can listen to it more and study it more in the future.”
After saying that, Chen Mingyuan placed his phone on the student's table and walked quickly to the podium. He slammed the table and announced that the class would continue.
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