Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

It was almost four o'clock in the afternoon in New York at this time. At the entrance of the Amiri flagship store on Greene Street, someone stopped in front of the window and watched the performance projected on the window background wall.

When the Rolling Stones finished singing, a group of people started talking:

"What a fierce metal band. Which band is this video of performing there?"

"What a handsome band. Look at the clothes they are wearing. Are they the new styles of Amiri?"

"That mask is so cool, does it have any special meaning?"

Hearing this, the store clerk at the door stepped forward and invited a few people to enter the store: "Amiri, AC, and the Rolling Stones have released new co-branded models. Welcome to the store to learn more."

A few people were stunned. Amiri and AC both knew about it, but the Rolling Stones were the first to hear about it! Then he pointed at the projection and asked, "Is the band that performed just now the Rolling Stones?"

"Yes, the Rolling Stones are the spokesperson for our Amiri brand in China. This is a live broadcast of their invitation to be a guest performer at the Hatter band's concert!"

"what?"

"live streaming?"

"Hatter's guest performer?"

"Hua...Huaxia band?"

The four questions asked in unison made the clerk not sure who to answer first, but she still continued to politely invite a few people into the store.

When they came out again, each of them was carrying an Amiri shopping bag, which contained V's mask and the first volume of "V for Vendetta".

On the other side of the scene, the Rolling Stones, who had recovered their breath, turned around, picked up the masks, cloaks and hats that had just been taken off, and threw them towards the audience.

The others on the side were fine. Dayong might have been too excited to play the drums just now, and he rarely had the opportunity to throw things down on stage. When he was excited, he didn't use his excitement well. He couldn't throw it very far, and he fell directly into the explosion-proof police. On the shield.

The policeman was stunned for a moment, then solemnly took off the mask from the blast shield and hung it on his waist.

The person who had snatched the Bianlang mask before thought that it was the only one for him, and was still so excited that he couldn't calm down. Now that he saw a few more, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. But when someone got a sharpened mask and saw the signature on the back and started shouting, he also looked at the mask in his hand carefully. When he found that the back of the mask did have Bian Lang's signature, he was even more happy!

Although he had expected it, he never expected that many years later he would change his apartment with this mask...

After the commotion in the audience ended, Bian Lang said into the microphone: "I hope all of us young people can get rid of the air conditioning and just move up, without having to listen to the words of those who give up on themselves. Those who can do things do things, and those who can speak out speak out."

With a bit of heat and a bit of light, it can be like a firefly. It can also shine a little in the dark without waiting for a torch. If there is no torch from now on: we are the only light! "

While the Chinese music fans in the audience were already excited, a Chinese in the chorus area quickly translated it in Russian and read it out. Then the fighting people in the audience were excited, and the entire Red Square was boiling.

The saint standing in front of the cathedral felt relieved: "Fortunately, it's not those Christians!"

Ambassador Qin, who was standing on the other side of the quarantine area, was also filled with excitement at this moment. As the Chinese ambassador in Moscow, he had experienced many important moments of diplomatic relations between the two countries, and the sense of national pride he felt at this moment was no less than those of those. Big event scenes one after another.

Moreover, he feels that the craze caused by the song Bianlang will not only stay in Moscow, but also in the Soviet Union. He unreasonably believed that the influence of this song would spread from Red Square to European countries, and then the whole world...

Olaf also thought the same thing as him. When he got Bianlang's lyrics and music, he said seriously to Walker: "I suggest that we discuss with Wave to translate this song into other languages, and then within the company Find other singers to cover and release it.”

At the time, Walker didn't take it seriously because it was too difficult to translate songs across languages. Especially translating Chinese songs into other languages ​​is even more difficult. Just like Bian Lang's "Shameless", they tried it but gave up in the end.

Just the matter of rhyming requires the translator to rack his brains, not to mention matching the rhythm and melody while being able to express the charm of the Chinese language.

In fact, when "The Internationale" was translated on the original Earth, there were various problems of this kind.

The original French version has a total of six verses, while the Tang Dynasty version only has three verses. But even on the original earth, everyone knows only three verses, which are the first, second and sixth verses of the original song.

This is not because there is any element of conspiracy theory in it, but because the first Chinese version at that time was translated by Qu Qiubai based on the Russian version, and that version only had these three paragraphs. After everyone had become accustomed to singing, Xiao San translated again and felt that there was no need to complete the song.

After all, these three paragraphs can already clearly express the three elements of this song that is similar to a "counsel".

But now Walker sees the current reaction in Red Square and feels that Olaf's idea at the time was absolutely correct. Just the scene where tens of thousands of people sang along with "La La La" in Red Square is definitely worthy of DGM's special attention I asked a few lyricists and translators to cooperate, but I had to gnaw down the English version no matter what.

As for the Russian version, Walker knew they didn't need to worry about it anymore.

Speaking of the Russian version, Isinbayeva in the audience has the deepest understanding of it. She took the lead in the translation of "Katyusha" and "The Internationale". When she got the initial literal translation, she didn't find it too surprising except that she felt it was more in line with the temperament of a fighting nation.

But after the group invited a Chinese literary translator to read the Chinese version of the lyrics, she only said one sentence to her and she knew that she still underestimated the "Internationale"!

That sentence is: "Ms. Isinbayeva, being able to translate this song will be the most proud thing in my career."

At this moment, Isinbayeva looked at the scene and recalled this sentence repeatedly, feeling that what this leading figure in the translation industry said was indeed correct.

And she also had a strong interest in Bian Lang on the stage. She wanted to know what the purpose of a Chinese musician who played rock music was, and what he had experienced in his previous life before he could create music. Produce such a work.

At this time, Bian Lang on the stage, after a wave of emotions, spoke into the microphone: "Now we invite our Katyusha to appear!"

Hearing this name, the fighting people in the audience did not cheer this time, but looked at each other in confusion.

There is no shortage of love stories in war, no matter in time or space. As long as the war continues, there will be girls waiting for their lovers to return from the frontier.

In the Soviet Union, Katyusha has become synonymous with this type of girl.

Although there are no songs left, as long as Su people hear this name, a special feeling will begin to spread in their hearts.

But I never would have thought of Bian Lang's words: "What does inviting Katyusha mean?"

But just as Bian Lang finished speaking, the roar of a diesel engine came from the large tents on both sides of the stage that blocked the entrance to the isolation passage.

As the tent curtain was opened, two Katyusha rocket launchers with their weapon devices removed slowly drove out.