Technology invades the modern world

Chapter 41 Are You Really Willing to Just Stand By and Watch?

"Apricot blossoms, spring rain, Jiangnan." Lin Ran's voice was captured through a ribbon microphone, amplified by a Marantz Model 1 tube, and radiated to the entire Hong Kong Island from the antenna at the Mount Butler transmitter station in Kowloon.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss." In a low-priced teahouse in Sham Shui Po, the cheap Red Lantern 711-2 radio makes a hissing sound from time to time.

"Uncle Wang, can you fix it? If not, I'll go across the street!"

"Yeah, one sentence can make you jam twice. Is this radio meant for people to listen to?"

"If you ask me, the German-made radios are better. This Shenhai red light just doesn't work!"

Customers' complaints were heard one after another, and everyone really couldn't stand it anymore. Listening to Professor Lin's first interview in Hong Kong could make you feel like this.

"Don't make a fuss. German radios are only used in big teahouses. I'll give you five times the price of this tea and I'll give it to you."

"Don't make noise, I'm fixing it right now, right?"

The Hongdeng brand radio was manufactured by Shenhai Radio Factory No. 2 under the Shenhai Instrument Bureau. It imitated the Soviet five-lamp radio and was mainly characterized by being cheap and easy to repair.

Unlike the German radio which had to be sent to a special place for repair, Uncle Wang could fix the Red Light radio himself with just a few tinkerings.

However, the Red Lantern brand radios in Hong Kong teahouses are not from Shenhai, but are imitated locally in Hong Kong, and are even cheaper than those from Shenhai.

"Apricot blossoms, spring rain, and Jiangnan—what a beautiful description! No wonder he's such a great scholar, he's so cultured even in interviews."

"Didn't Professor Lin grow up abroad? It's not enough that he speaks Chinese so well, but how come he also has such a deep understanding of traditional culture? These few sentences are so well said!"

"Come on, this isn't some traditional culture. It's a metaphor. Do you understand?"

In the teahouse, there was a lot of discussion about the concept of Chinese people in Lin Ran's culture.

Chen Jingrun and Section Chief Zhang, father and son, were also in the teahouse. They sat opposite each other and ordered only one cup of tea.

It's not surprising that they would come all the way to listen to Lin Ran's interview, or rather, as one of the only eight students left in Lin Ran's seminar, it would be strange if they didn't go to the teahouse to listen to the radio.

"Culturally Chinese?" Section Chief Zhang pondered. "That's a good concept. It can be used when attracting overseas Chinese."

The teahouse they were in was better than the previous one with the red light sign. Lin Heung House was at least a common teahouse, and it used a Zenith Trans-Oceanic made in Illinois, America, which could receive global shortwave.

"The phrase 'We are culturally Chinese' is so well said. No one can deny that. No matter where you are, in Hong Kong, in Hong Kong, or even in San Francisco, you cannot escape the influence of cultural China."

"Professor Lin's words really touched my heart. I even smelled the scent of rain from my youth growing up in Jiangnan."

“I hope I can return to my hometown again in my lifetime.”

"The wind blows, the snow falls, disturbing my homesickness and making me unable to sleep. There is no such sound in my hometown."

The conversations among the guests in this teahouse are also noticeably more refined. "Before preparing for the interview, I learned from Mr. Zhou Cong that Professor Lin had specially prepared a song for our program. Mr. Zhou Cong was responsible for producing it, and he praised it as a groundbreaking piece of Chinese music.

Before I started the show, I had the opportunity to listen to it in the studio. My evaluation is similar to Mr. Zhou's. It is a brand new style and a shocking work.

Before we officially start playing this song, I'd like to ask Professor Lin a few questions. The song is called "Watching from the Wall." Is there any other meaning behind this song?

After learning that she was going to interview Lin Ran, Deng Huixin did some preparation work to ensure the interview went smoothly, including collecting public information about him. She knew that Lin Ran was amazing and powerful, and had made world-renowned mathematical achievements. She had a faint respect for him, but after listening to "On the Wall Watching", this respect turned into admiration.

It's hard to imagine that a mathematician could write such a beautiful song.

With Gu Zhengqiu's interpretation and Zhou Cong's arrangement, this song is much better than the original version, perfectly embodying the charm and unique charm of Chinese style songs.

Zhou Cong was a famous early musician in Hong Kong. He was known as the "Emperor of Broadcasting". He worked for both Hong Kong Radio and Rediffusion Television. The lyrics of the "Birthday Song" and "Wedding Song" in the early radio song request programs were all written by him.

Therefore, when talking about this, Deng Huixin looked at Lin Ran with a hint of affection in her eyes.

"For this song to be possible, in addition to Mr. Zhou Cong who helped me produce it and Ms. Gu Zhengqiu who was in charge of the singing, I also want to thank Ms. Meng Xiaodong. I found her to help me record it, and she was able to help me put together such a strong team in just one week. The final result is even better than I expected. I am really grateful to Ms. Meng.

The title of the song is what I want to express. As for whether to return to China, including the invitation from the island or other places, I just want to do my academic work well on campus. As for other miscellaneous things, I just want to be "Watching from the Wall".

Being misunderstood is the fate of those who express themselves. I know that after this song is released, it will be interpreted in various ways by newspapers, scholars, and the public, but my original intention was simply to do my academic work in a quiet environment.

Deng Huixin's eyes lit up again when she heard "being misunderstood is the fate of the expresser". Compared with other guests interviewed, Lin Ran had too many golden sentences.

After hearing "On the Wall," Chen Jingrun, who was at the Lotus Pavilion, felt that Professor Lin's image had been shrouded in a thick veil. "Was it providing China with calculation methods for intercontinental missile trajectories? Was it on the wall? Was it on the wall? Was it on the wall? Was it on the wall? Was it on the wall? Was it on the wall?

Countless thoughts surged in Chen Jingrun's mind, and scenes from the past were recalled in his mind. To this day, he knew very well that the seminar was specially opened for him alone, and everyone else was just there to make up the numbers.

To put it more bluntly, this seminar was not for him, but for people sent from China, and all the contents were for his benefit.

Including when Professor Lin was confronting the white man at the door of the lecture hall two days ago, his reluctant look was even more obvious. "Professor Lin, are you really willing to just stand by and watch?" Chen Jingrun pondered.

When distracting thoughts occupied Chen Jingrun's mind, the song on the radio echoed in the teahouse:

".This is the feast of dust and joy

How can we not see the former splendor of the cave paintings when their faces have changed?

But woke up and watched from the sidelines"

After the song ended, warm applause suddenly broke out in the quiet teahouse.

　Last day, everyone, please give your monthly tickets! Woo woo woo
　　
　
(End of this chapter)