Taking a deep breath, Zhao Mingya suddenly felt.
It is indeed not unreasonable to say that men are big hooves.
"Don't explain to me...you have to talk to her."
"..."
Li Jinglin smiled and nodded hurriedly.
Zhao Mingya covered her face.
I am only thirty-seven or eighty-years-old this year, and my children are still young. How come I feel like I have experienced the feeling of being a mother-in-law in advance?
Arriving in the room, Luo Shiyao seemed to not want to look at Li Jinglin, so she picked up the menu and started ordering.
"Saliva chicken, songhua elbow, cumin beans, oh, and for dessert, poplar nectar."
At first, Li Jinglin was a little awkward and uneasy.
But upon hearing these dishes ordered by Luo Shiyao, she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart.
These are all my favorite dishes.
After nearly three years of separation, the two have transformed from ignorant boys and girls in adolescence into mature young men and women.
But she still remembers this.
Luo Shiyao glanced at Li Jinglin.
He discovered that Li Jinglin was looking at him.
Her pretty face turned red, as if she was trying to hide it in a hurry, and she suddenly said viciously.
"Be more spicy! Spicy this stinky man to death!!"
The waiter looked a little weird.
Zhao Mingya really couldn't hold back her laughter.
His face was tense but still shaking.
so fun!
Eating melon up close is so spicy! !
Soon, the waiter started serving the food.
After the food was served, the awkward silence was finally diluted.
Began to eat.
"Okay, let's talk about it."
Luo Shiyao put down the bowl and chopsticks and let out a sigh of relief.
I feel like something is wrong on my mind, and the food doesn’t taste good.
"You are developing well abroad, why did you suddenly come back to China? Don't tell me you did it just for fun!"
"...for various reasons...maybe a little bit, but I really want to come and have fun. I'm too tired."
Li Jinglin also put down his bowls and chopsticks.
He curled his lips.
After careful consideration, he took a sip of happy water and spoke slowly.
"I chose music and the violin because I like it."
"But I still remember how my parents felt embarrassed because of financial problems, but they gritted their teeth and still chose to support me."
"I still remember that in order for me to watch the master's performance up close, my parents rushed to get tickets, took me in a green leather car, and wandered to the big city... carefully calculating the time along the way. The expenses look like..."
"At that time, I decided that after I succeeded in my studies, I must do something."
Li Jinglin's words made Luo Shiyao and Zhao Mingya slightly distracted.
Those who study music are all wealthy people. Although this statement is a myth, it actually has some basis.
It cannot be said absolutely that poor families cannot produce noble children, and grassroots families cannot produce elites.
It's just... In comparison, the output is still too little...
Luo Shiyao and Zhao Mingya's family backgrounds are both very good.
It can be considered a literary family.
On the contrary, Li Jinglin's grassroots background is really rare in the industry.
"Art is the spice in people's lives, it is the light that can guide morality and purify the soul, it is something that can please the public and please the public in a positive way."
"I'm not denying classics or heights... I just think that if you really do art, you should try your best to adapt excellent things to the changes of the times in a simpler, easier and faster way. Show it to the public.”
“Art that is divorced from the masses ceases to be art.”
At this point, Li Jinglin sighed.
His eyes were a little wandering, as if he was very confused.
"But what am I doing? I am holding a piano worth 200 million yuan, and I am performing something that they think is superior to the so-called celebrities worth over 100 million yuan in a luxurious venue worth tens of millions of dollars! To cheer them up at the reception where they can negotiate tens of billions of business ! How ironic this is!!”
"I feel like I am imprisoned in an ivory tower called the Hall of Masters, performing for the so-called celebrity society, amusing myself in enclosures, and admiring myself in isolation."
For a moment, Luo Shiyao and Zhao Mingya were silent.
In fact, sometimes, this is inevitable.
Whether it is art or art appreciation, there is really an objective threshold of "knowledge".
Appreciation may be subjective;
But if you work in this industry and gradually develop upwards, such a vicious cycle is inevitable.
Is there really a threshold?
No.
In fact, art is the most intuitive thing that is close to the soul and the most intuitive thing that touches emotions.
"Actually, this is not a conflict."
Zhao Mingya considered a few words before speaking.
"I think there must be a threshold for engaging in the art industry, and the threshold should be high, but there should not be a threshold for appreciating art."
"Yes, that's what I thought too."
Li Jinglin nodded.
"Later I figured it out, the music I want is to play, and it is to allow more ordinary people to play together."
“How can art be kept in captivity?”
Speaking of this, Li Jinglin thought of a lot.
Even the words of the great man came to mind.
[Chinese art should unswervingly follow the mass line]
At present, domestic art academies are also undergoing corresponding innovations.
Because times are changing so fast.
Art has gone astray.
It is precisely because of this that Zhao Mingya and Luo Shiyao tried to get in touch with the entertainment industry.
Observe, learn, and explore.
It can be said.
In the future, there will only be more and more "national team" level teachers coming to the entertainment industry, and their tricks will become more and more new.
“If truly good art continues to be held high, the result will only be that bad money drives out good money, allowing those ghosts and ghosts in the name of art to flourish...On the contrary, it will tarnish the name of art and make the common people reject the word art. .”
"Come from the masses, return to the masses, and make art that does not deviate from reality. Only then can you be called an artist."
"Besides, I think it is also what artists should do to enter the entertainment industry, expand their influence, compete for the right to speak, and seize the position of public opinion in the battle between industry and capital."
Speaking of this, Li Jinglin lowered his head in melancholy.
"But the me I am now, right? Is the me I am now worthy of it?"
"I don't deserve it!"
"They call me an artist, but I just blush. What kind of artist am I?"
"..."
After a moment of silence, Li Jinglin suddenly smiled, looking very free and easy.
"Besides, I feel really tired. It's not like I don't want to play the piano anymore. What's wrong with having fun?!"
"It's good to get some wives while you're young."
"You see, coming to the entertainment industry can make money, keep my art in line with reality, expand my influence, seize the right to speak in public opinion, and assume the social guidance responsibility that literary and art workers should have. I would be a fool if I didn't come. .”
"Don't talk about your identity. Is it embarrassing to come to this draft? Is there any shame or shame? I only care about whether this can achieve my goal. Draft selection, selection and selection are all brainless. Why choose? Watch me blow them all to pieces."
"Bullying newcomers? There are players older than me among these players."
"Playing is just playing. Anyway, I have no talent and I am not worthy of being called an artist. I am just a musician who can play the violin and wants to enter the entertainment industry. What's wrong? There's nothing wrong with me."
Hearing these "fallacies", Zhao Mingya rolled her eyes immediately.
It's so suffocating.
It was the first time that Zhao Mingya had seen such a high height and dared to play so big.
Luo Shiyao even covered her face.
But still very worried.
Today's social inertia will make many people think that Master You should go to the occasion where the master plays, perform the works that the master should play, and listen to those who can understand the master's performance.
Li Jinglin felt that this was wrong.
But this is what Luo Shiyao is worried about.
Because such an approach will not only cause criticism from the public, but also criticism from industry insiders in the original circle.
The pressure is coming from both sides.
But as Li Jinglin said.
After playing the piano all my life, what’s wrong with frying fish for fun while I’m still young?
"Okay, I understand."
Luo Shiyao nodded.
Smile.
"I won't advise you anymore."
This was not only because Luo Shiyao knew that no one could change what Li Jinglin decided.
Not because Luo Shiyao knew that Li Jinglin pursued the purest music.
In fact, Luo Shiyao is not bad at all in terms of artistic understanding to be able to join the national team and become the principal dancer.
Play.
This is the most important point in art.
What is art?
Isn’t it just for fun?
Music, dance, calligraphy, painting... these things should not become a burden for children, but should be a part of entertainment.
For example, some comedy masters, cross talk masters, and sketch masters.
They can't let go of their arrogance and blindly pursue the deified art.
I wanted to have fun with the people and educate people, but I forgot the essence of comedy, and the whole story was sensational and didactic.
The consequence of such twisting is not only frequent criticism, but also...
It makes countless vulgar jokes begin to pour in, making the atmosphere worse and further separating the audience from the creators.
Don’t forget that the key to entertaining and educating is to have fun.
The same goes for music and dance.
During the following dinner, the three of them also discussed this.
For example, analyze the nature of popular music communication.
How to draw on these essences.
Of course, the gains are not small.
"Okay, you two can continue eating."
Zhao Mingya saw that the conversation was almost over, so she smiled, stood up on her own initiative, and found an excuse to leave.
"I'll leave first if I have something else to do later."
"Yeah, yeah, sister Zhao, walk slowly."
Luo Shiyao and Li Jinglin stood up to see Zhao Mingya off.
"No, no, don't give it away. You two keep eating, I'll run away first."
Zhao Mingya waved her hand and left the hotel with high heels.
Li Jinglin and Luo Shiyao were left staring at each other.
"Ahem...this chicken is quite spicy..."
Not knowing what to say, Li Jinglin touched his mouth, trying to dilute the embarrassment.
"snort!"
Luo Shiyao stared at Li Jinglin.
This made Li Jinglin's heart skip a beat.
Sure enough, something will happen as soon as Sister Zhao leaves.
But this time, Luo Shiyao did not continue to fuss.
"If I knew you were only going abroad for two and a half years, why would we break up?!"
"I...I didn't expect this either..."
Li Jinglin chuckled.
Play dumb.
The unexpected meeting left both of them a little overwhelmed.
"what about now?"
Luo Shiyao couldn't help but ask.
But I still felt a little uneasy, confused, and nervous.
Still a little excited and a little tempted.
It would be a lie to say that I have no feelings. After so many years of resentment, worry, regret... After venting my resentment, I feel a little itchy.
Her reddish face was raised, and her eyes were a little shy and averted, but she still mustered up the courage and stared at Li Jinglin with dazzling eyes.
Even her tone became gentler, completely different from the irritable girl who vented her resentment before.
"What kind of relationship do we have now?"
The atmosphere gradually became a little ambiguous.
Looking at the beautiful face that was getting closer and closer, Li Jinglin's heart suddenly beat unsatisfactorily.
The memory of kissing Luo Shiyao gradually came to mind.
The blood actually became a little restless.
