Li Anping finished it in one stroke.
******
Farewell
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass and green sky.
The evening breeze blew the willows and the flute was still playing, and the sun was setting beyond the mountains.
At the edge of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of the acquaintances are scattered.
A pot of turbid wine to make me happy, tonight farewell dream cold.
******
"Alright!"
After he finished writing, he handed it to Liu Weidong.
Everyone looked expectantly at the notebook in Liu Weidong's hands.
Liu Weidong only took a glance, and his brain felt like it had been hit by a bomb.
Boom!
He was rooted to the spot.
A few days ago, he had just attended the 30-year class reunion.
As they grew older, the students who were in their prime in university were now old.
He was old too.
After the meal, the students went their separate ways. Many of them would never see each other again in this life.
A jug of foul wine was enough to make him happy!
Let's have fun!
He felt a lump in his nose and his eyes turned red.
Everyone scratched their ears and cheeks curiously. What exactly did Li Anping write that could make Liu Weidong lose his soul?
Liu Weidong looked at Li Anping with a hint of admiration."
"You, you, how did you write that?”
Li Anping was puzzled.
"I wrote it with a pen."
Liu Weidong's eyebrows twitched wildly, and he almost couldn't help but curse.
You rascal!
Wu Jianjun scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously.
"Sir, can you let us take a look?"
Liu Weidong pointed at Chen Hao.
Chen Hao immediately understood.
Alright.
"I'll print it out on the screen."
He only took a glance and his eyes went blank.
This phrase was too explosive!
Even if his level of ancient prose was average, he could still see the good in it.
The way Chen Hao looked at Li Anping changed.
A poem might just be a burst of inspiration.
Two poems in a row was crushing strength!
He no longer had the courage to compete with Li Anping for Wang Bing.
Sigh, my goddess…
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and type!" Wu Jianjun said unhappily.
"Oh." Chen Hao typed, feeling wronged.
Pa, pa, pa!
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Farewell appeared on the projection screen.
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass and green sky.
......
The entire room was silent.
Everyone was completely convinced.
It was a high-quality product.
Li Anping, you must be cheating!
If the previous poem was full of literary talent, but it was lacking in gaudiness and the words were piled up too much.
Moreover, he was writing about a beautiful woman, so the idea was a little inferior.
This song was completely different.
Writing about a friend's departure, upright and upright.
His words were simple and unadorned, and his feelings were deep.
It was even more shocking than the previous one.
Wang Weiguang and Zhou Dan's eyes lit up as they exchanged glances.
We must poach Li Anping to our department!
Wu Jianjun exclaimed,
"Station Head, can you give us an appreciation? We can all feel it, but we can't say it.”
Liu Weidong wiped the corner of his eyes with a tissue before letting out a long sigh.
"Some aesthetics require age and cultural barriers. If the previous "Qing Ping Diao" was straightforward and passionate, this one was extremely subtle.”
"Feelings are a very interesting thing. Simply put, the more you express, the less you express.”
"For example, pop songs these days are especially straightforward. I love you so much that I can't sleep at night. This was the lower class. The best way is to use imagery."
"Farewell is very particular about the choice of images. Almost all of the images here had historical and cultural origins.”
"Outside the pavilion is a change from the ancient tradition of" sending each other off at the pavilion ".”
"The evening breeze blowing the willows is related to the willows that are commonly seen in the farewell poems of the ancients.”
"A jug of turbid wine. Of course, we have to drink to bid farewell.”
"Anping is powerful."
"The pavilion, willow, sunset, wine, these common images already have some emotional summoning space, which laid the foundation for the entire work.”
"A jug of wine is enough to make me happy.”
" According to the general creative thinking, after writing that a close friend is half gone, it should be followed by sentences like working hard to eat more and asking a friend to take care of his health. It should not be sad, or the whole process of sending off would be too sad.”
"However, if we turn the ending emotions to the happy side, it will also ruin the feeling of the entire work.”
"So, Anping wrote for the rest of his life. These three words were wonderful. On one hand, it wrote joy, and on the other hand, it wrote all. It reconciled sadness and joy in one sentence, achieving sorrow without hurt.”
"At the same time, the last sentence,'Tonight, Bie Menghan,' ended in a subtle way, letting his longing for his friend manifest in the form of a dream.”
"If I could write such a sentence, I would be satisfied even if I died now!”
"This 'Farewell' is destined to be a divine work that will leave its name in history.”
As Liu Weidong spoke, he thought of his old friend and tears welled up in his eyes.
At this moment, Luo Youming, the director of Up and Down Five Thousand Years, slapped his thigh and said excitedly,
"Let me give you my opinion from the director's point of view.”
"The arrangement of 'Farewell' is also very reasonable.”
"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass and green sky. The evening breeze blew the willows and the flute was still playing, and the sun was setting beyond the mountains. Here, our perspective is constantly changing.”
"If we view the scene of 'Farewell' as a movie, then the long pavilion is the focal point of the scene, the ancient road is a line that stretches out, and the fragrant grass is the surface that spreads out. In just 11 short words, Anping had taken care of all the spaces in the dot, line, and plane!”
" And the next line, the evening breeze blows the willows, the flute sounds lingering. The first line is about the willows swaying under the evening breeze, creating a visual focus, while the flute sounds lingering is the auditory focus, equivalent to the BGM of a movie.”
" The last one, Sunset Beyond the Mountains, directly cast my gaze into the distance and transitioned to the second half of the lyric.”
"Basically, we've even designed the idea of shooting the ending song video for Anping's poem. I'll just take a picture of it as it is. Amazing! Amazing!"
"This poem is very good. Director Liu, I think this poem is very suitable for the ending song. Let's quickly find someone to compose it!”
Hearing this, everyone examined Farewell again and found that it was indeed so.
The way everyone looked at Li Anping changed.
This wasn't Little Li, this was Teacher Li!
Wang Bing's beautiful eyes sparkled.
Looking at the tall and handsome Li Anping, he felt disappointed.
"No wonder he doesn't like me. I'm too far from him."
Zhang Ze, who was beside him, was numb.
This was also f * cking fine!
Are you still human?
Liu Weidong was delighted to hear that.
No matter what, at least he had solved the big problem of the ending theme song.
"Anping, of course, the lyrics copyright is yours, but I hope that you can license it to 'Up and Down 5,000 Years' as the ending song. The station will give you the highest license fee in the industry, 200,000 yuan.”
Li Anping was pleasantly surprised.
So much money?
He thought it was only a few thousand yuan.
The royalties in this world were so expensive!
Just a random word and the down payment for the house came out!
"Where's the song? How much is the music license fee?"
Liu Weidong said,"
"Your poem is too good. You can't waste it. I have to find a few famous composer. Usually, the songs are more expensive. If the quality is good enough, it will probably cost 500,000 yuan.”
Li Anping immediately said,"
"Give me a guitar. I've also composed a song for the leaders to hear.”
What? Liu Weidong was dumbfounded.
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