After the college entrance examination, life began to follow one's heart

Chapter 236 In those days, I was young and wore a thin spring robe. Riding a horse, I leaned against a slanting bridge, surrounded by red sleeves beckoning from all around.

dong dong.

Xu Lin went over and knocked on the door.

"Sister Pei, I'm here."

Immediately afterwards, he heard the sound of slippers walking.

With a creak, the door opened.

Pei Danqing's hand emerged from inside, holding a charger, but she herself was nowhere to be seen.

"Thanks."

Xu Lin took the charger.

He left his charger at the hotel and used someone else's charger to charge his phone during the day.

"Ah."

Pei Danqing responded.

Behind the door, her face was slightly flushed because Xu Lin had touched her palm when he took the charger.

I don't know if the other party did it on purpose.

However, Pei Danqing thought about it again and felt that it didn't seem like a big deal. It was probably just that she accidentally bumped into something while picking it up.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

If Xu Lin were to deliberately touch her hand, he would truly be someone who happens to be out on the street; it's not like he's never seen a woman before.

Xu Lin wouldn't feel anything if they just touched hands. Girls who know him well know that when Xu Lin kisses, unless they're outside and there are other people around, you'll find that his hands won't stay still when he's at home.

In other words, he disdains to do those petty favors.

Xu Lin took the charger and went back to his room.

Silent all night.

It was the next day again.

11 number.

It's mid-May.

Xu Lin wasn't wearing a suit today; he was just wearing cargo pants and a short-sleeved shirt, a very casual outfit.

Director Pei is pretty relaxed today too.

Director Pei walked behind Xu Lin and felt that Xu Lin, without a suit, lacked that special temperament, but had more of a youthful vibe.

This youthful spirit is unique, like the rising sun, full of vigor and vitality.

Director Pei then realized that Xu Lin was only eighteen years old.

"Xu Lin, aren't you only eighteen years old?"

Pei Danqing asked a question.

"The nineteenth of next month," Xu Lin replied.

"Oh, that's very young!"

Pei Danqing envied this age because when she was this age, she was carefree.

But as she got older, she had to face many more things, and she could no longer be carefree.

At this moment, Pei Danqing felt a sense of nostalgia, as if he had thought it was just an ordinary thing back then.

Soon, the two arrived at the CCTV building.

Same as yesterday.

The two arrived early today; Lao Deng Wu Zongting had not yet appeared.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Wu Zongting arrived, leaning on his cane.

There's also an end credits song today.

As the saying goes, "a tiger's head is a snake's tail," and Xu Lin clearly wouldn't allow that to happen. If it starts strong, it must end strong; it must have a beginning and an end.

So, how should the end credits music be handled?

Xu Lin began to peruse poems again, trying to find inspiration.

From Tang poetry to Song lyrics.

Tang Dynasty poetry? We've found the opening theme song, but we don't need the ending theme song.

Li Bai's line, "The immortals are lined up like hemp," actually symbolizes a corner of Tang poetry.

In that era, the country was very powerful. The two most powerful dynasties in Chinese history are recognized as the Han Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty.

Li Bai was an important representative of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

"The emperor summoned him, but he refused to board the boat, proclaiming himself a wine immortal."

This kind of carefree spirit cannot be found in an era full of grand visions, nor in people who are born into wealth and unrestrained.

Using Li Bai's poem as the opening theme is most fitting, symbolizing a brilliant and powerful nation.

Throughout Chinese history, although it has fallen into decline many times, it has always been terrifyingly strong overall.

Therefore, the opening theme is grand and magnificent.

What about Song Dynasty poetry?
Song Dynasty poetry, in fact, is generally petty and narrow-minded, with very few pieces possessing a grand and vigorous spirit, especially starting from the late Northern Song Dynasty.

There weren't many poets with a grand vision in the Song Dynasty; for example, Xin Qiji and Lu You were very rare.

Besides, he couldn't be magnanimous during the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties. How could he be magnanimous when the dynasty was so stifled? Especially in the later period, he was like an old man whose spine had been removed. If it weren't for Lu Xiufu carrying the young emperor to his death, the Song Dynasty would have been even worse.

Such a wealthy dynasty, yet it suffered such a stifling situation—a rarity in history.

In feudal times, imperial power was paramount; a corrupt emperor was tantamount to a disaster for a country.

Otherwise, how could Yue Fei have said: "The shame of Jingkang has yet to be avenged"?
The frustration was indescribable.

The Song Dynasty was a frustrating dynasty, second only to the Qing Dynasty, especially in its later period. The two dynasties were remarkably similar, almost like birds of a feather.

As a result, the later Song Dynasty poetry was generally petty and lacked the transcendent grandeur of the Tang Dynasty.

During the Tang Dynasty, all nations came to pay homage. It was even more extravagant than the pilgrimage to Jerusalem. After all, no one knows if there was Jesus or Allah in Jerusalem, but in Chang'an of the Tang Dynasty, there truly was a God on earth! At that time, not only the upper class, but even the common people were very proud. They did not fawn over foreigners, and had no thoughts of worshipping foreigners. When foreigners came, regardless of their skin color, they had to respectfully call them subjects of the Great Tang. This sense of pride was unparalleled.

In the end credits song, Xu Linjue chose Song Dynasty poetry. He couldn't look at this dynasty directly; he felt stifled and couldn't understand many things.

The phrase "The scenery of the Northland is magnificent, with thousands of miles of ice and snow" was enough to make people in the Song Dynasty go crazy, because the only people who had ever seen such a scene were probably the last two emperors of the Northern Song Dynasty.

"The scenery of the Northland is breathtaking: a thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow..."

Xu Lin muttered to himself.

Unfortunately, Qin Shi Huang and Emperor Wu of Han were somewhat lacking in literary talent, while Emperor Taizong of Tang and Emperor Taizu of Song were slightly inferior in poetic flair.

……

All that is past; to find truly remarkable figures, look to the present.

……

What a magnificent vision this must be, carrying on the past and ushering in the future!
Xu Lin suddenly spoke up: "Paper and pen!"

Immediately, someone handed over paper and pen; it wasn't Pei Danqing, but Lao Deng.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Zongting saw Xu Lin produce another musical score. His composition speed was incredibly fast, without the slightest hesitation. How surging his inspiration and how boundless his talent were!
"A genius beyond compare!"

Wu Zongting sighed inwardly. At this moment, he no longer doubted this young man who was only eighteen years old.

In less than two minutes, a sheet music without any modifications was produced.

Complete the musical score.

Xu Lin then wrote his name at the very top: "A Countless Outstanding Figures".

"Is this musical score called 'Counting Outstanding Figures'?"

Wu Zongting quickly asked.

Xu Lin: “Yeah.”

Wu Zongting pressed further: "What's the deeper meaning?"

"Have you read 'Qinyuanchun: Snow'?" Xu Lin asked rhetorically.

"Of course I've read it!"

"If you've read it, there's no need for explanation, right?"

Xu Lin believes that individuals are insignificant in the face of the long river of time, because even the most remarkable figures will eventually return to dust.

Qin Shi Huang is dead, but his Terracotta Army remains.

The extraordinary people who appeared two thousand years ago also appeared a thousand years ago, five hundred years ago, and will appear again five hundred years from now, and will appear again a thousand years from now and two thousand years from now, forever endlessly.

This country will always be teeming with talent, always be a gathering place for heroes, and always be filled with countless celestial beings.

Therefore, a great man would say, "The truly remarkable figures are those of today."

This is a grand vision that carries on the past and opens up the future, something that ordinary people cannot express.

"Okay!"

On the other hand, Wu Zongting thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed the case.

The poem begins with "Immortals are lined up like hemp" and ends with "Countless outstanding figures".

"Let me see this piece!"

Xu Lin gave him the sheet music.

Xu Lin had already brought out the guqin, crossed his legs, and put his right leg over his left.

He wrote the sheet music, how could he not remember it?

In terms of memory, there may not be anyone in the world who is better than him; those so-called world memory masters are just so-so.

When Wu Zongting saw that Xu Lin was about to play, he simply looked at the score while listening to Xu Lin play.

As the piano music began, it still possessed a grand and majestic quality, representing a powerful nation, a powerful era, and even an unparalleled, indomitable will to fight against heaven and earth. The music, transmitted through the strings, rushed towards Wu Zongting, stirring his blood and filling him with fervor. Having immersed himself in music for decades, Wu Zongting knew this was another piece capable of shaking the world of soundtracks.

"Extremely talented, with a grand vision!"

One cannot create works of grand vision without a broad perspective.

Wu Zongting sighed.

No matter how talented Liu Yong or Li Yu were, they could never say something like Li Bai's "The roc rises with the wind in a single day, soaring ninety thousand miles high," nor could they utter something like Du Fu's "I will climb to the summit and look down on all the mountains below."

"What a magnificent sight!"

Wu Zongting sighed, sounding almost like he was about to burst into tears.

He recalled his youth when the country had just been established and everything was in ruins. There were also two superpowers eyeing the country covetously. Later, as the country developed, many people came into contact with the outside world and felt that the West was paradise on earth. In contrast, the difference between the country and the countryside was like the difference between the city and the countryside. As a result, many people went to the West. Wu Zongting had several friends among them who went to the beacon of the West and never returned. After the turn of the millennium, the country gradually became stronger and people became more and more confident.

"Old Deng, why are you crying?"

When Xu Lin finished playing, he saw that the other person was in tears.

"Seeing you young people so confident and full of vigor, with the air of a great nation, I am truly moved. You may not understand, because you didn't experience my era. When I was young, I was in my forties. I remember it was 1994. We went to the West to attend a concert. At that time, a few of us were looked down upon by those white people. They thought we were from China, and we were all skinny and small, while many of them were tall and strong. We were inferior to them. You didn't experience it, so you probably don't understand. The Western world in the 1990s was at its zenith!"

Wu Zongting was truly moved to tears. "When we came back back then, we felt very frustrated, but there was nothing we could do. Now, many years have passed, and I still can't let it go."

Xu Lin laughed and said, "I will go to the Western world when I have the chance, to turn the tables."

Xu Lin was full of vigor and ambition; he had never been interested in the Western world.

Next, Xu Lin played the piece ten more times, polishing the score, and the complete version was finally produced.

"It's done."

Xu Lin put down his pen; the final version of the score had been written.

How was this ending theme song?

Pei Danqing asked.

Before Xu Lin could speak, Wu Zongting spoke first: "It's no worse than the opening theme. Even if the quality of your program is very poor, Xu Lin's background music will be enough to make your program famous."

Wu Zongting was not exaggerating at all. Xu Lin was an extraordinary talent, and he created the opening and closing theme music under a burst of inspiration.

How could it be bad?

It can't be bad.

Hearing what Wu Zongting said, Xu Lin didn't say anything. He was humble when he should be, but when he shouldn't be, he wouldn't speak up, taking it as tacit agreement.

With Wu Zongting's affirmation, Pei Danqing had nothing more to say. Wu Zongting was a very arrogant man, but he had long been convinced by Xu Lin, so what he said was naturally true.

Pei Danqing's beautiful eyes sparkled; Xu Lin's excellence had indeed exceeded her expectations.

Xu Lin took a break in the afternoon.

The next day, Xu Lin came here again and played all five pieces on the guqin, which Pei Danqing and the others recorded.

There are two versions of the recording: one is a pure audio recording, and the other is a recording of Xu Lin's playing techniques, which is equivalent to a tutorial.

This is just the guqin version. There are actually other versions as well, but the score is there, so feel free to improvise if you have the ability.

The show has only just started filming and won't air until the middle of next month. The background music was prepared in advance.

For things like the opening theme song, which requires a variety of instruments, that's not Xu Lin's responsibility. It's because there will be a whole orchestra involved, like a musical performance in an opera house, where a large group of people play various instruments and perform the same piece of music together. That would require a lot of training, and Xu Lin doesn't have the time for that.

Xu Lin wasn't sure whether Wu Zongting or someone else would do it, but in any case, he would just give a remote lesson later.

Xu Lin has now recorded the guqin versions of all five pieces of music, which shows his sincerity.

There are videos available; if you want to learn, you can slow down the video and study it at your own pace.

And so, the 12th came to an end.

By this time, Xu Lin's music composition was complete.

On the 13th, Xu Lin was in charge of guiding a few people who were doing music composition, but he was basically idle and spent most of the day playing on his phone.

On the 14th, Xu Lin had absolutely nothing to do.

Since it was Saturday and Pei Danqing was on holiday, he decided to act as the host and accompany Xu Lin on a stroll around the capital.

There are so many attractions in Beijing that you could spend several days visiting them all, let alone just one day.

Xu Lin is leaving tomorrow.

It all seems like we were in a bit of a rush.

The day after tomorrow, the 16th, is Chi Linyue's birthday, and Xu Lin has not forgotten.

He's a man who values ​​his promises, so I need to go back and prepare as soon as possible.

After leaving home in the morning, the two went straight to the Forbidden City.

Xu Lin had visited the Forbidden City once before with Ms. Ren.

However, being young and still riding high on his success, he didn't feel much nostalgia for revisiting familiar places or lamenting the passing years.

After taking a stroll around the Forbidden City, Xu Lin looked around everywhere.

The two then went to Tiananmen Square.

Then, in the afternoon, the last place Xu Lin visited was Beihai Park.

Around 3 p.m., Xu Lin and his group prepared to embark on their return journey.

"There's a dance tonight, would you like to go?"

Pei Danqing extended an invitation, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

"What kind of ball?"

"It's a pretty high-class ball, my friend is hosting it, would you like to go?"

Are there any beautiful women?

Xu Lin joked.

"Plenty!"

Pei Danqing looked at him and simply accepted his joke.

"Are there any girls as beautiful as you, or even similar?"

"That would be very difficult."

Pei Danqing has always been confident in her beauty; she is naturally beautiful and possesses unparalleled charm.

Pei Danqing looks beautiful today too.

Her long hair flowed freely, dancing in the wind. She wore a long dress and delicate high heels, and her makeup was understated.

Everyone who sees her is amazed, regardless of gender.

Xu Lin asked, "Is there any food to eat?"

Pei Danqing: "Yes,"

Finally, Pei Danqing added, "By the way, I'll introduce you to some people so that people in the capital can know about this talented young man!"

"Then I'll go anyway!"

So, that evening, Xu Lin was dressed in a suit and tie again.

They arrived at their destination together with Pei Danqing, who was also dressed up but was already extremely beautiful.

This ball is quite high-class. All the men are dressed in suits, except for the color of their suits, while the women are dressed in various gowns.

Clearly, these people are not ordinary people.

The confidence they exude is something even people earning several thousand or tens of thousands a month wouldn't have.

"Dandan, who is this?"

"Wow, so handsome! Whose young master is this?"

"Dandan, tell me quickly, what's your relationship with this person?"

"I'm a stranger here. What's your name?"

Pei Danqing's female friends walked over. They were all women in their twenties with great poise. Even if some of them weren't conventionally beautiful, their innate confidence and dignified demeanor clearly gave the impression of someone from a distinguished background.

Of course, Pei Danqing was the most dazzling among them. Xu Lin's gaze swept around the ballroom, and Pei Danqing stood out from the crowd.

Everyone stared at Xu Lin with curiosity, wondering who he was or what his relationship was with Pei Danqing.

"My surname is Xu, and my given name is Lin. I am handsome and elegant."

Xu Lin introduced himself with a faint smile on his face.

Pei Danqing smiled and praised Xu Lin generously: "He is a very talented young man. Perhaps one day, he will be famous throughout the capital!"

"Huh? How exactly is he so talented?"

Everyone was curious.

The ball was held on a large lawn outside a villa, where many people gathered.

Actually, many people's attention is on Xu Lin.

A young man who was a complete stranger to them. The upper world, the circle is only so big. Even if people are not familiar with each other, they still know each other. Now Xu Lin came in, making everyone quite unfamiliar. They had never seen him before and felt very unfamiliar, but no one dared to underestimate him.

What kind of person is he in the eyes of others?

With sword-like eyebrows and phoenix eyes, he was incomparably handsome, and his temperament was like a coiled dragon ready to rise with the wind at any moment.

Especially among the young women here, many single girls were captivated by Xu Lin, their beautiful eyes sparkling with curiosity as they wondered who this was, which noble young master they had never met before, and whispered among themselves.

This scene is reminiscent of a line from Wei Zhuang's poem "Bodhisattva's Charm":
I was young then, wearing a thin spring robe. I rode my horse, leaning against a slanting bridge, surrounded by red sleeves beckoning from the tower.

I was young then, handsome and dashing. As I rode my horse by, all the beauties in the building were captivated by me.

How spirited and high-spirited they were!

Xu Lin, who was eighteen or nineteen years old at the time, was exactly like that.

(End of this chapter)