First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 208 Conquer everyone with personal strength! A mysterious call arrives!

  Li An’s poem is finished.

  His "Song of Haiyan" also finished.

  Li Ang stood up and bowed slightly to everyone in the hotel to show respect.

  This is a courtesy after the performance, which has been integrated into Li Ang's bones.

  When the verse falls, when the melody falls.

  The musicians from all over the world in the hotel all looked at the young man on the stage who was arrogant, with a pale face and bright eyes.

  At this moment, they can no longer use extra language to express it.

  They only have one idea: it’s amazing, it’s amazing.

   "When I hear this song, when I hear this poem, my mind is full of pictures."

   "I saw a Haiyan shuttle in the huge waves, I saw Haiyan not afraid of any difficulties. God, this is a Haiyan who is not afraid of any difficulties!"

  "This Haiyan, this song of Haiyan, made me feel inexplicably overwhelmed and excited when listening."

"Me too. I can’t tell why. After I heard this song, I remembered who I used to be. In order to become an excellent violinist, I encountered one difficulty after another. At that time, I was not afraid of it. Difficulty, just like this Haiyan."

   "This poem and this song can be called a classic."

   "The most amazing thing is that he created such a classic in real time!"

"It may be that he created it a long time ago, but that doesn't matter anymore. Because this song and this poem are so good, it can be said that this poem and this song are very good and amazing. ."

  "Is he really a Chinese? Is the Chinese really so good? It's hard to imagine, it's really hard to imagine."

  Everyone murmured.

  Many musicians have never been to China. They have heard from friends and family members and the news that China is bad. Their contempt for China is deep-rooted but incomprehensible.

  And Lee's performance completely broke their impression of Chinese people.

  At this moment, Trieste and Motris on the edge of the stage were pale.

   "Terry, what did I hear? Tell me what I heard?"

  Motris' voice was trembling.

  Trieste said: "What you heard is Haiyan, a poem and song that makes you feel involuntarily boiling."

  Mottris raised his hand and held the braid of his own hair, then tugged it fiercely, as if it would make him more awake.

After dragging, Motris took a deep breath, and said: "My God, it's unimaginable, it's unimaginable... It's like I saw **** descend from the sky, you know? The point is that I don't believe in **** at all. of!"

  "The sentiment of this prose poem is so direct, it hits my heart directly like a hammer, and the emotional infection it brings to me is among the top ten poems I have seen!"

   "The most important thing is that he actually improvised on the spot and played it at the same time as a piece of music. This is too abnormal and amazing."

  Mottris remembered what Li Ang said just now, and then his whole face was white.

   "His research on poetry has indeed surpassed me! Let alone improvise me, even if it takes me half a year to think about it, I am afraid I can't write such a poem."

   "Is this really an Eastern poet? Why is his prose poem so good?"

  "Is it really my shallow knowledge?"

  Motris has begun to self-reject in his heart.

  He stared at Ang Lee on the stage blankly, thinking that he had said that Chinese poetry was dross in front of people just now. Now it is ridiculous to want to come.

  ……

  After the performance, Ang Lee stood up and slowly said, “All the performances are over, and the atmosphere of the exchange meeting before the music festival is also very good.”

   "But, I have some words in my heart for a long time, I want to say them here."

  Li An took a deep breath and said in a calm and indifferent language:

  "Since I came to Suzhou, we have received a lot of unfair treatment."

"We booked a hotel but were not allowed to move in. In the end, we could only play on the floor; we came here to participate in the pre-match meeting, but we were rejected by everyone. Mortres said that our Chinese poetry was dross, and Triest set up a circle. Want to make me ashamed."

   "But, it doesn't matter."

   "Because this is a world that speaks with strength!"

   "I don't care about the trap you set for me. No matter how you set it up, I can do it easily. Because I have put in so much effort, I can easily solve the problems in your opinion."

"I can't represent our country, but I can say that our country is just like the song "Swallows" I recite! No matter how big the wind and waves are, how slaps against the sky; no matter how seagulls or seas are. How do ducks and penguins avoid wind and waves, but our entire China is like Haiyan, we will not avoid! Instead, when the waves come, we will shout to everyone: Let the storm come harder!"

  After Li Ang said these words, the dozen or so musicians sitting in the Chinese National Seat broke into tears!

  Even Sun Ke with exquisite makeup, when she heard these words from Ang Li, she finally couldn't help it, tears falling from the corners of her eyes!

Yup.

  When was the entire China afraid of being targeted?

  No matter when it is, China will be like a petrel: let the storm come harder!

  This song, this poem, completely sang the voice of the entire Chinese people!

  It's just a pity.

   These passionate words of Ang Lee can only touch the hearts of Chinese people.

  Li Ang conquered everyone on the scene, and even made everyone’s impression of China slightly changed.

  But, it's just a slight change!

  After hearing these words from Ang Lee, the entire venue, especially the musicians from the American and Western European countries, laughed directly.

   "The tune is indeed a good tune, and the poem is also a good poem, but it is a pity that the person who recites the poem is a Chinese."

   "Although we have to admit that China is indeed rising, there is still a long way to go between China and Europe."

  "What about even if you are not afraid of wind and waves? There are some practical problems that you have to face. Technology, entertainment, music, film and sports, and other aspects."

  "This Chinese is a good Chinese, but unfortunately he was born in the wrong country."

  The sneers of these people are still sneers behind their backs.

  And Trieste and Motris are different.

  The two of them were directly confronted by Li Ang just now, so the two of them were not in a very good mood.

  After hearing these words from Ang Lee, Trieste and Motris walked directly onto the stage.

Trieste said: "Mr. Lee, you are a very good musician and a very good poet. But are you saying these words too early? I think these words, you should stay Said at the music festival awards ceremony."

Motris answered directly next to him: "Music festival? Haha, I have to admit that Mr. Li's musical instrument accomplishment is very high, but the music festival is not a stage for one person, but a stage for a team! I can only say that I hope you are well. Lucky, I hope your Chinese bands are as good as you, ha ha."

  Mottris said with blatant contempt.

   is not to look down on you.

  I look down on your other musicians in China!

   Faced with the direct provocation of the two, Li An smiled faintly, turned and walked towards the bottom of the stage.

  However, Ang Li walked towards the bottom of the stage and chanted:

   "If I don't speak, I will fill my heart with my silence and endure it."

   "I will wait quietly, like a star that never sleeps in the dark night, bowing my head patiently."

   "Dawn will definitely come, darkness will pass away, and my voice will pour into the golden spring and cut through the sky."

   "At that time, my language will make wings and sound in every bird's nest of mine. My melodious music will put my anger in the bushes and flowers."

  When the chanting was over, Ang Lee had returned to the seat of the Chinese National Seat.

  Li Ang looked at Sun Ke and all the Chinese musicians and said: "We are full of wine and rice, we should go back to the embassy to shop on the floor."

  After that, Ang Lee took the lead to leave the hotel, while Sun Ke and more than a dozen Chinese musicians followed.

  It wasn't until Ang Lee and others left that the entire huge hotel suddenly woke up.

   "Here, did he chant another poem just now?"

   "It seems, it seems to be!"

   "It's not like, he did chant another song."

  "He said that his voice will be injected into the golden spring to pierce the sky. He said that his language will make a sound in every bird's nest, and he said that his sweet tune will be angered in the jungle flowers."

   "This Li Ang is really good, and I recite another poem in a moment."

  Trieste and Motris stood on the stage, quietly watching Lee Ang leave the hotel.

Mortres took a deep breath, with an inferiority smile on his face: "He chanted another poem, and the artistic conception and symbolic meaning of this poem are so excellent. And the most ridiculous thing is that I was just now I even said in front of him that Chinese poetry is dross. I even said he had never studied Western poetry. I was so ridiculous, Terry, I feel like a clown!"

  Triest patted him on the shoulder: "This is indeed a very good person, but it is not important, because they can't get the top three in the music festival."

  Mottris asked: "Why do you say so with certainty?"

Trieste said: "You think Ang Lee is a pianist, Sun Ke is also a pianist, but for a band, the most important thing is the piano and violin. They can all be qualified for the position of pianist. But who will take the position of violinist? As far as I know, the level of violin in China is really average."

   "After all, the music festival is a band performance, and his strength alone is far from enough."

  Motris thoughtfully, then nodded heavily.

  ……

After Li An and others returned to the embassy, ​​a group of musicians surrounded Li An.

   "Ms. Li An, I didn’t expect your poetry level to be so high, it’s amazing!"

   "I love your Haiyan so much, my God, let the storm come harder, it's too emotional."

   "Teacher Li An, you are an all-rounder! Piano, violin, composition, poetry, my God."

   "Teacher Li An, you are simply my idol."

  "Not only the "Haiyan" by Li An, I also like the second poem very much, especially the last two paragraphs."

"Yes, yes! What do you say about the last two paragraphs? I have just memorized a few words! My voice will be injected into the golden spring and cut through the sky. At that time, my language will give rise to wings and sound in every bird's nest of mine. . My sweet tune puts my anger in the bushes and flowers."

"And the few words in the front, if I don't speak, I will fill my heart with my silence and endure it. I will wait quietly, like a star that never sleeps in the night, bowing patiently. Dawn will definitely be there. arrival."

  "Yes, yes, I also feel that this poem is particularly well-placed and very good. After coming to the country of Su, don't we just endure it all the time? Don't we just wait for the dawn to come and wait for the music festival the day after tomorrow!"

   "Teacher Li An, what was the name of the poem you chanted later?"

  A group of people followed Ang Lee, showing unparalleled enthusiasm one by one.

  Li An smiled slightly, and said, “The poem that I chanted later was called "Endurance."

  Patience, a classic poem by Tagore, a poem that is very similar to Lee Ang’s current situation and situation.

  Sun Ke sitting next to Li An also smiled like a flower. With a smile on her face, she was actually a bit more beautiful than Peony at the moment.

  On top of the beautiful smile on her face, in addition to being happy, it is a bit more serious.

"Today, Natliste and Motris are embarrassing us at all. Thanks to the outstanding talent of Teacher Li An, they not only easily solved the trap they set, but also chanted two poems plus one " "Song of Haiyan" directly surprised so many people."

   "However, they have been contemptuous of our country for a long time. At today's exchange meeting, although Mr. Li An proved his own talent, he is only a person after all."

   "We want to win honor, want to make these people admire, but also need to shine in this music festival."

  Other musicians also nodded one by one.

  Sun Ke is right. The honor of China is not something that one person and one force can compete and change.

"Let’s go to bed early today, and take another day off tomorrow. The music festival will begin the day after tomorrow! Teacher Li An made a good start for us today and gave us momentum, so we must also play momentum at the music festival. Compete for the top three!"

  "The music festival has participated in more than 50 countries, and each country has only 15 minutes of performance time."

   "Only in the top three, we can get an hour of performance time, can we be able to show our Chinese music more perfectly."

  The top three of the music festival, this is the goal of this time!

  Sun Ke took a deep breath, and the star-like eyes were filled with incomparable determination: "Come on, fellow citizens!"

   "Come on!"

   "Come on!"

  Everyone clenched their fists and looked firm.

  After a brief chat, everyone lay down in bed and fell asleep.

  Early the next morning, the embassy opened, and Zhang Tianliang brought buns and fried dough sticks and rice porridge to everyone.

  Being able to eat these things in a foreign country, every musician has a full sense of happiness.

  Noon the next day.

  Li Ann suddenly received a strange call, and the area code is obviously not the area code of China, but a foreign number!

After    was connected, a somewhat stiff Chinese voice came from the phone: "Hello, Li An!"

  (End of this chapter)