"Li, this piece of yours seems very sad. Does it have any special meaning?"
In the lounge, some relevant TV reporters began to interview Li Jinglin.
Outside the door, Shoichi Tiani clenched his fists and was about to be pissed to death.
I found these media outlets myself. Originally, I should be the protagonist.
But now, they all ran to interview Li Jinglin first!
However, it's not a big problem.
If you want to use Li Jinglin's name to expand your influence in the music industry, you must be patient.
"Of course."
Li Jinglin smiled slightly.
"In 1937, the land of China was engulfed in war, and countless people were displaced. This song describes the miserable people in the hell on earth, longing for their beautiful hometown."
"hiss"
The reporters were numb.
You look at me in shock, I look at you.
Thinking of the war back then, even a fool knew both sides of the war.
Think again about the nationalities of Li Jinglin and Tawai Shoichi.
Big news!
"Tai Shoichi and I are very good friends, so please don't think too much about it."
Li Jinglin seemed to realize something and quickly explained with a smile.
"As an artist, you should transcend your own limitations, stand on the beautiful moral and ideological perspectives of human beings, sing praises to the world, reflect on mistakes, acknowledge history, and contribute to the cause of real peace."
"No matter what I say, it's all pale. I think you can ask Song Yisang in person for his opinion. He is right outside the door."
Hearing this, the reporters looked at each other and their eyes lit up.
yes!
Just when I was performing.
It was Taai Matsuichi who said that he liked this piece of music very much and was very moved by it.
That seems true.
Matsui Takai is indeed an artist with noble morals!
Think of this.
The reporters immediately became active.
Oppose war, face history squarely, reflect on mistakes, shake hands and make peace in modern times, become brothers, and work together to celebrate peace.
Isn’t this the best news in the literary section?
It became very important to get the first-hand interview information of Taai Matsuichi.
So, at that moment, these reporters stood up.
He turned around and came to the door.
Surrounded Tianjing Song.
Li Jinglin couldn't run away anymore, so he first interviewed Sentai Shoichi, and then the two of them interviewed together, in the same frame.
Isn't this better?
"Mr. Tianjing, did you arrange this piece performed by Li Jinglin?"
"The purpose is to express your opinion?"
The reporters kept asking questions.
In the eyes of these reporters, the repertoire that Li Jinglin can play in your concert is something that you should know and allow.
this problem.
Even though Tianjing Songyi didn't answer.
Most reporters present also knew what was going on.
But.
Takai Shoichi was a little overwhelmed, but when these questions came to him, he was completely stunned.
Outside the door, Tianjing Songyi heard all the conversations inside.
His face turned green.
Rao Shida Jing Song thought of countless "dirty tricks that Li Jinglin might play on himself."
But I never expected it.
He will do this to himself!
Taijing Songyi felt bitter.
Who can know this when riding a horse?
Li Jinglin brushed aside, but I brought his head to trial? !
"Mr. Tianjing, what do you think of the war that year?"
A reporter from a Chinese literary and art journal was a little unconvinced.
So, he took the lead in asking.
"What do you think?"
Takai Songichi blushed.
He really didn't want to answer, but he had to answer. Taji Matsuichi knew the standard answer, but he was 10,000% unwilling to say those words from his own mouth.
You know, different ideas, different perspectives, different cultures.
It will cause cognitive differences.
Without entering into the other party's perspective, it is difficult to accurately understand the other party's pain points.
As the ancients said.
His honey is your arsenic.
Just like Li Jinglin and Tawai Songyi.
If Li Jinglin condemns and is angry, then Taijing Songyi will be happy in his heart regardless of what he says, because for him, this is glory and brilliance.
But what Li Jinglin did might seem harmless.
But for a fan like Taai Matsuichi, it is truly a surefire success.
I just feel like my crotch is full of yellow mud. If it’s not shit, it’s still shit.
This was during the war, and someone did something like this.
You have to cut your belly to prove it.
"Mr. Takai Matsuichi? Can you answer this?"
The Chinese reporter pushed up his glasses.
Eyes narrowed.
He sent out a divine assist that even Li Jinglin praised repeatedly.
"I"
Facing the sharp eyes of reporters.
Tianjing Songyi felt suffocated.
His face turned red from holding back.
Even his eyes were slightly moist.
Suffering a huge sense of shame and guilt.
He gritted his teeth and spoke.
"Yes, I think. That war"
"It's sinful!"
Speaking of which.
Taijing Songyi's heart was almost broken.
He gritted his silver teeth and bowed heavily.
As if trying to cover up his already grief-stricken eyes.
"I am so sorry!"
There is no way, there is really no way.
If so, express your true inner thoughts here.
Then, what awaits me is to be blocked by artists from all over the world.
Because that is tantamount to violating the basic interests of all mankind and negating the world order established since World War II.
"Snap, snap, snap!"
The reporters applauded in admiration.
Everyone just thought that Taai Matsuichi's face was red, and it might be because of shame, and his clenched teeth and grief-stricken eyes seemed to illustrate his shamelessness towards those beasts and his shame towards his own identity.
Sure enough, Matsui Tawai is really a great anti-war noble artist!
It takes courage to admit and apologize for historical mistakes.
"Tai Matsuichi has the good qualities of an artist."
"Yes, it is not that simple to muster up the courage to face the historical problems left by our ancestors."
"It can be said to be the brilliance of humanity and morality blooming in art."
"Tai Matsuichi is worthy of being the light of art,"
The reporters burst into applause.
Continuously.
The eyes he looked at Taai Songyi were full of recognition.
And such recognition, such applause, in Taai Matsuichi's opinion, is the greatest shame that can only be seen once in a century.
Li Jinglin!
Damn Li Jinglin!
He actually pulled such a trick!
Looked up.
Tian Jingsong looked at Li Jinglin with red eyes.
Suppressing the violent rage in his heart, he choked out a few words.
"Li Lijun, thank you!"
"It's okay, Shoichi."
Li Jinglin took two steps.
In the eyes of reporters, a halo seemed to appear behind Li Jinglin, like holy light or Buddha light.
He held Taai Songyi's hand and said kindly.
"You are an artist with a sense of justice, and I believe in you."
Reporters around him kept taking photos.
Camera and webcam lights flashed.
The "friendship" between the two people was faithfully recorded.
Inexplicable.
Three hammers and two hammers.
Takai Matsuichi's attitude towards Shoji suddenly reversed, as if something had directly forcibly painted him red.
Who knows what Tianjing Songyi experienced in this short night.
"Mr. Li Jinglin, do you have any comments on Mr. Tawai Matsuichi's performance?"
Because Li Jinglin had a vague rhythm before.
The topic of the interview is Wandering Along the Way.
Now, someone finally thought of business.
Tianjing Songyi suddenly raised his head.
Where do these good people come from!
But Li Jinglin doesn’t allow this interview!
"It is precisely because I admire Song Yi's works and personality that I have such a good relationship with him. Moreover, I feel that the world's literary and art circles need such outstanding artists with ethics, conscience, and skills."
Li Jinglin smiled slightly.
Once again dragging Taijing Songichi to the moral high ground and roasting him on the fire of the Holy Light.
Not to mention that Takai Shoichi is a right-winger, even if he is a true saint, I am afraid he will have to drink a pot.
"My evaluation of Song Yi's performance is...perfect!"
"He has polished his works with a very subtle personal style. I have great confidence in his future!"
Perfect, absolutely perfect.
Must be recognized.
Without Song Yisang's cooperation.
How could such a smooth operation be possible?
Since you want to use me to increase your influence.
Then, you must be prepared to be lifted high by me.
Praise!
Just give it a thumbs up!
Compliments cost not only money, but life!
Or, you can follow the route I laid out for you and continue to pretend, and become the person you hate most, and then be condemned and tortured by the discrepancy between your beliefs and words and deeds.
Or, the higher you stand, the harder you fall!
No matter which one you choose.
There is only one winner in the end.
It's me! !
"Songyi, I will definitely invite you to my concert next time."
Li Jinglin smiled.
It was just a casual comment.
Be polite in front of reporters.
"Okay! Li Jun, I will definitely be there!"
Li Jinglin could see it.
There was deep hatred and determination in Tian Jingsong's eyes.
Li Jinglin was even happier now.
"It's easy to say, easy to say, definitely, next time."
He responded cheerfully.
Taking advantage of the situation, he glanced at his watch.
The reporters’ interviews are almost over.
"It's getting late."
Li Jinglin leaned next to Tian Jing Song's ear, patted Tian Jing Song's shoulder, smiled, and whispered in his ear.
"I'll leave first, Matsuichi-san. I'm looking forward to our next meeting."
Tian Jing Matsuichi clenched his fists and breathed heavily.
My mentality was completely shattered.
It turns out.
Li Jinglin, he would not be kind to him at all.
Not to mention helping yourself to increase your influence for no reason.
Looking at Li Jinglin's retreating figure.
Taijing Matsu's whole body was shaking.
Got his wish.
He did give himself an assist.
The supporting cast was a success and the show was a success.
Moreover, it can really help you to increase your popularity in the industry and expand your influence.
His behavior did not have any negative impact on his future.
Obviously, it is a smooth road.
But yourself.
But I couldn't be happy at all.
Taijing Songyi had a sullen face and responded to reporters like a machine.
When it's over, go back to the locker room.
Tianjing Songyi was silent for a long time.
Until Jay left too.
When I was the only one left in the lounge.
Finally I couldn't hold it any longer.
boom! !
He punched the table hard, knocking over the bottles and jars on the table, making a tinkling sound.
Panting violently, he roared like a beast.
"Li Jinglin!!"
Injustice, really injustice!
But there was absolutely no way to talk about it.
This kind of operation is no different from wartime. To a young soldier, he eagerly shouts, "Comrade, thank you for your hard work." It can be called a disaster from heaven. There is no place to complain, but to commit seppuku to show innocence.
ruthless! It's so cruel!
He didn't care at all how many bowls of rice noodles I had eaten. He just wanted me to either follow his plan or have my stomach cut open!
Li Jinglin walked out of La Fenice Opera House in Venice.
At this time, it was already dark outside.
But Li Jinglin felt that.
It happened to be a bright spring day at this time.
Feeling refreshed all over.
Previously at the Milan Conservatoire, the suffocating feeling caused by the mention of Jin Zunxi and Ta Jingmatsu was instantly gone.
Back to the hotel, humming a song.
After arriving in the room, open your notebook and prepare to start submitting.
The name of the document file is surprisingly.
【A true artist--Tai Jingsheng】
If you say typing, then typing.
[As a child, Taai Matsushita was shocked by the numerous crimes committed by his ancestors in the Eastern lands. Whenever the people were quiet at night, his strong sense of morality would make him feel guilty. , I have deeply reflected countless times on whether, as an artist, I should do something for the cause of world peace. 】
This article.
is anonymous.
However, in the article, an additional "written interview transcript" was inserted.
[The author interviewed Tai Shoichi’s classmate, Mr. Li Jinglin, and asked him to express his views on Taai Shoichi]
Then it was a double act.
【Matsuichi Taai in my eyes】
[After learning about that true history, Song Yi-sang’s heart collapsed. He repeatedly asked me whether these beastly behaviors were true. He even fell into despair because of the condemnation of his conscience. Song Yi kept saying, The government cannot continue to deceive itself and others. It must face the facts and apologize to the victims. 】
[In the past, Song Yi, who was deceived, often worshiped ghosts, but after he truly awakened, he felt extremely ashamed of his behavior, but I know that it was not his fault, it was just that he was deceived].
Detailed, follow up with full details.
There is no anonymity in this written interview record.
Just label it with your name.
Make this article look like it was written by the writer after interviewing himself.
Then, push it to several of the most influential art magazines.
I made numerous phone calls.
Let’s just say, this is [a biography highly recommended by Tai Matsuichi’s “friend” Li Jinglin].
Relying on his own influence, this article became popular all over the world.
He praised Tianjing Songyi as a saint.
After finishing all this, Li Jinglin laughed happily again.
I dare to praise you, but I only praise you because I am blind.
Then do you dare to deny it? Do you dare to say this is fake? Dare to reveal your true self?
As long as you dare, I will dare to stand up and cry "I have been deceived by you for so long"!
PS: There are always ZZs who don’t read history and use the Northeast Army to engage in regional blackmail. The Sword Immortal has suffered greatly from it.
Nana, doesn't he know that the object of praise in "The Big Sword Cuts Off the Japs' Head", the Big Sword Team, is the Northeast Army? The 29th Army had selectively forgotten the incident when they killed a Jaap near the Great Wall, right?
Complain again.
The most disgusting and geographically black dogs must die.
(End of chapter)
