Porcelain to Porcelain

Xie Pu and Wang Gui went out to meet Feng Hao, and there were only Zhou Hongxun and Lu Qiu left in the room, so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing.

Lu Qiu was a little uneasy and wanted to end the massage as soon as possible.

"Mr. Zhou, brother Wang has already rubbed his waist, just press a few times on the left shoulder."

It may be that he is not familiar enough, or that Zhou Hongxun's status is different from Wang Gui's. After the massage by another person, Lu Qiu's body muscles have been tense.

Zhou Hongxun paused, and said with a smile: "Brother Qiu is being polite to me again, you really don't regard me as a friend?" It means that Lu Qiu honored his position again.

"Um, no, Brother Zhou... I didn't pay attention for a while." Lu Qiu still didn't call Zhou Hongxun by his name directly. The two were nine years apart in age, and their identities were much different. Calling him by his name seemed offensive.

Generally speaking, you don't care about the title until you are very familiar.Now, Lu Qiu feels that he and Zhou Hongxun have not achieved that kind of friendship.

Regarding Lu Qiu's politeness, Zhou Hongxun didn't say anything, just massaged the position Lu Qiu said more than a dozen times.

"How is it? Feeling better?"

"It's ok, thank you Brother Zhou." After Lu Qiu finished speaking, he stretched his arms and wanted to turn over and get dressed.

"I'm going to wash my hands first."

Zhou Hongxun said something in a muffled voice, stepped out of bed and went to the bathroom in the guest room.When Lu Qiu got up, he could only see the back of Zhou Hongxun's head.

After Lu Qiu got dressed, Zhou Hongxun hadn't come out of the bathroom. He waited in the room for a while, only to hear the sound of water in the bathroom, but no other movement.

The oily hands must be washed with hand sanitizer, which will take some time, but if you just wash your hands, there is enough time. Lu Qiu guessed that Zhou Hongxun also took a tuba by the way.

Finally, the sound of water stopped, Zhou Hongxun pushed the door and came out, his eyes were a little red, his hair was a little messy, and he was full of scandalous aura.

Seeing Lu Qiu, Zhou Hongxun's eyes flickered slightly.

"You go first, I'll come right after I put on my coat."

Zhou Hongxun's voice was a little hoarse. After speaking, he turned and walked to the bed. There was a coat he took off before the massage on the hanger beside the bed.

"Let's go together." After waiting until now, Lu Qiu didn't care about waiting another minute or two.

Zhou Hongxun put on his coat with his back to Lu Qiu, tidied it up a little, and when he turned to face Lu Qiu, he looked like a gentleman again.

"Okay, let's go!"

Suddenly, Lu Qiu felt that what Zhou Hongxun was wearing just now was not a jacket, but a protective armor.

In the living room, there was an elegant middle-aged man sitting next to Ju Gui, with scripts spread out on the coffee table, and he was arguing with Ju Gui with his head down, while Xie Pu and Wang Gui sat opposite the middle-aged man like elementary school students.

Hearing the footsteps of Zhou Hongxun and Lu Qiu, the middle-aged man immediately raised his head, and his eyes shot over like sharp arrows, as sharp as if he was observing people under a microscope.

Lu Qiu shivered, and felt that the middle-aged man looked at him with little kindness.

"Mr. Feng, hello! I'm Zhou Hongxun from Feixun." Zhou Hongxun took a step forward and helped Lu Qiu block Feng's sight.

"President Zhou, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Feng Hao stood up, returning to elegance.

Zhou Hongxun reached out to shake hands with Feng Hao: "It is my honor to meet Teacher Feng."

"Mr. Zhou, thank you for your generosity. Your act of saving Xiqu has made Feng admire." Feng Hao took Zhou Hongxun's hand and shook it vigorously.With the development of the times and the decline of Chinese opera, commercial donations pay attention to advertising effects, and sponsorship of declining operas does not have the effect of advertising. Various charity activities of Chinese opera in the business world are always marginalized.

In order to please Ju Gui, Zhou Hongxun donated 500 million yuan to the Shanghai Jingkun Opera Troupe in one go. This move has spread throughout the opera circles.

"Jingkun is the cultural heritage left to us by our ancestors, and it is everyone's responsibility to protect the heritage of our ancestors." Zhou Hongxun's words were very high-level, and he was not at all ashamed that his intention was only for selfish desires.

"Mr. Zhou likes Peking Opera or Kunqu Opera?"

"Influenced by my mother, I like Beijing Opera, Kunming Opera, Huangmei Opera, and Yue Opera. If you want to compare, the favorite is Peking Opera."

"Mr. Zhou, you and I have similar hobbies." Feng Hao smiled.

"Mr. Feng, come and meet Lu Qiu. I am deeply fascinated by his "Farewell My Concubine"." Zhou Hongxun sideways pulled Lu Qiu in front of Feng Hao.

Feng Hao's eyes fell on Lu Qiu, and his eyes changed: "Oh, Mr. Zhou, like Ah Ju, also admires "Farewell My Concubine"? Hehe, Lu Qiu, you are Geng this year?" His eyes did not hide doubts.

"21." Lu Qiu was neither overbearing nor humble.He can understand Feng Hao's suspicion. The age of 21 is really not dignified, and Farewell My Concubine is a very dignified script.

"Oh, are you 21?" Feng Hao suddenly realized. "Which elder in the family is proficient in Jingkun?"

As soon as Feng Hao's words came out, Zhou Hongxun, Xie Pu, Wang Gui and Ju Gui's complexions all turned pale.Feng Hao is blatantly questioning that Lu Qiu asked someone to ghostwrite "Farewell My Concubine".

"My grandparents are illiterate, but they all like to listen to opera." Lu Qiu was neither overbearing nor humble. "Two years ago, they passed away one after another." It means that my grandparents are illiterate, and they can't write for them even if they are alive.

Feng Hao dragged out his voice: "Where are your parents?"

"I'm sorry!" Lu Qiu's eyes were joking: "They died of illness before I started elementary school."

How to ghostwrite someone who died more than ten years ago?

Feng Hao was a little embarrassed, but he continued to question. "No other relatives?"

Lu Qiu was furious, bit his lower lip, and said angrily: "There is a sister in the family who didn't graduate from junior high school."

After speaking, he quickly glanced at Zhou Hongxun, fearing that Zhou Hongxun would think of Lu Qiusheng.Zhou Hongxun was also angry at this time, angry that Feng Hao was so aggressive towards Lu Qiu that he didn't notice that Lu Qiu's family situation was exactly the same as the family information of the burglar.

At this time, Ju Gui stood up abruptly, and said angrily at Feng Hao: "Xiao Qiu! You blame Xiao Qiu just because of his age, isn't it arbitrary? Just because you can't write, doesn't mean others can't. In this world There are mediocrities everywhere, but don't forget that there are geniuses too!"

"Aju, real gold is not afraid of fire, geniuses are not geniuses, the more you ask, the more you can reveal." When Ju Gui got angry, Feng Hao, who was holding the airs of an artist, suddenly turned into a primary school student.

Ju Gui raised his head: "Xiao Qiu is a genius, not only can he write good essays, but he also has a better understanding of opera than you."

Feng Hao had a bitter look on his face: "Auntie, can you save me some face in front of outsiders."

"Do you still remember that I am your aunt?" Ju Gui snorted coldly, "Then why don't you save face for my apprentice?"

Feng Hao gave Lu Qiu a sideways look, with...jealousy?Lu Qiu was a little puzzled, Feng Hao himself was Ju Gui's nephew and the same patriarch, why should he be jealous of him as a named disciple?

Feng Hao laughed. "Isn't this an occupational disease!"

Feng Hao is not only a famous artist, but also a famous critic.A good critic must be good at criticizing.

"That's right! Teacher Feng, this is a professional habit, not really aimed at anything, haha, I understand, I understand." Xie Pu felt deeply.Feng Hao's sarcastic remarks about "Spring and Autumn Love and Enmity" almost made him bump his head with a piece of tofu.

Feng Hao glanced at Xie Pu coldly: "The review in the popular magazine was specifically aimed at you!"

"..." Shep made a hoarse voice.

At this time, the servant Fangsao came to invite Ju Gui and others to have dinner, and everyone moved to the restaurant.

Ju Gui's residence is classically furnished, but the meals are Western-style, and the meal sharing system is implemented.

Sister-in-law Fang's appearance is not outstanding, but the dishes she cooks are as beautiful as a five-star chef's. Just looking at them gives her an appetite.The food placed in front of everyone was well-matched with meat and vegetables, making it tempting to twitch, except for Lu Qiu.

There was only a plate of lettuce salad in front of Lu Qiu.

Sitting on Lu Qiu's left hand, Wang Gui quietly asked, "Do you eat this every day at Mr.'s place?"

Lu Qiu replied: "No, there are other salads, all kinds of vegetables."

"Hey, poor thing." Wang Gui gave Lu Qiu a sympathetic look.

"After filming Farewell My Concubine, I'm going to eat roast suckling pig! A whole one!" Lu Qiu has been a vegetarian for more than a week, and Lu Qiu sees Hun's eyes glowing.

Zhou Hongxun was on Lu Qiu's right hand. Hearing Lu Qiu's fury, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he turned his head to suggest: "When the film is finished, I invite you to eat roast suckling pig in Jiayao."

Jiayao's roasted suckling pig tastes the best in Shanghai. Usually, it takes a week in advance to reserve a seat. Holidays are even more difficult, and it is often a month or two in advance.

"I'll go too!" Shep's ears were sharp, and he hurriedly asked for a dip.

"All the crew members will go." Zhou Hongxun boldly promised. "Sir, Teacher Feng, we will be together then."

Feng Hao didn't speak, just looked at Ju Gui, and Ju Gui nodded slightly: "Okay, let's celebrate together then."

"Come on, I wish Farewell My Concubine success, everyone cheers!" Zhou Hongxun raised his glass.

Everyone has wine, but Lu Qiu only has water. The days of losing weight are really hard.

Next, probably Ju Gui was the first to get angry, and Feng Hao didn't pick Lu Qiu's thorns again, but he continued to move secretly, intentionally or unintentionally tortured Lu Qiu.

Lu Qiu graduated from a first-class university in his previous life and has eight years of media experience. As long as no specific details are involved, Feng Hao's torture will not trouble him.The historical development of the two worlds is roughly the same, with differences in details.There are four to five percent differences in historical celebrity events.

For example, only two-thirds of the world's famous works are exactly the same as the previous life, and the rest of the famous works either did not appear, or the authors were different, or the ages were different.

In order to make up for the shortcomings, Lu Qiu supplements this knowledge when he has time. Up to now, he has made up a lot of it.

After asking for a long time, Lu Qiu responded appropriately.Finding that Ju Gui looked more and more satisfied with his apprentice's eyes, Feng Hao quickly changed the subject.

"You said opera needs to be reformed, how should it be reformed?"

Lu Qiu did not immediately, but pondered for a while before answering: "In the eyes of foreigners, opera is actually a Chinese-style art opera. In China, young people think opera is boring and slow-paced, and they don't like it. I think opera can be combined with popular songs to create songs with Chinese characteristics, um, let’s call them Chinese-style songs.”

"Chinese style?" Feng Hao thinks this word is fresh, but he doesn't agree with Lu Qiu's idea. "It's not that no one has changed operas into popular songs in recent years, but unfortunately they are all nondescript."

"That's not changing the taste. If the main theme is Gong Tiao, Chinese musical instruments are used in the arrangement, and folk songs or operas are used in the singing, young people will definitely accept it. Foreigners will think it is a song with Chinese elements when they hear it."

"Chinese elements?"

This new term is refreshing for everyone.

"That's right, why didn't we think of it?" Ju Gui's eyes were as bright as stars: "Xiao Qiu, do you understand music?"

Lu Qiu touched his nose: "I don't really understand. When I was discussing with Teacher Feng just now, I somehow had a flash of inspiration and came up with such an idea."

"Another flash of inspiration!" Shep was a little unbalanced. What is the most hated thing about a genius?The aura burst out like a Chinese cabbage.

Feng Hao glanced at Ju Gui, his eyes dimmed, and he turned his head to provoke Lu Qiu: "Lu Qiu, don't just talk about it, if you can make a song that tastes like Jingkun, I will be the overlord for free. Ji's art direction."

Yo, still want to embarrass others?Lu Qiu sneered inwardly, but he had a troubled expression on his face: "Mr. Feng, I'm sorry, but I don't know notation. It's better to leave the composition to a professional composer for adaptation."

Feng snorted: "What kind of expert do you not know?"

"Little Holmium, what do you say? Mixing art direction with arrangement, isn't it embarrassing Xiaoqiu?" Ju Gui complained for the closed disciple.

"What's the trouble? He didn't speak well."

"you……"

Ju Gui was still waiting to argue, but Lu Qiu stopped him: "Sir, when I was writing the theme song of Farewell My Concubine, I had some ideas in my head, and there was always a strange melody floating around. I don't know how to compose music, I can only hum. Won't you hear me hum a few times?"

"Okay! Huh, let's listen." Zhou Hongxun stood up for his favorite, his hands were itchy, and he wanted to beat a certain teacher into a ball of shit.

Lu Qiu pretended to be brewing for a while, coughed twice, and began to sing a cappella.

Every sleepless you emerge

You drive your boat in the clouds

You help each other in every crisis

Your selfless thoughtfulness warms my heart

……

Lovers are most afraid of missing love

Long lovesick but not long love

……

What Lu Qiu sang was not the original theme song when love is a thing of the past, but the ending song "Love and Resentment" that Liu Huan was invited to compose for the 1996-episode TV series "Hu Xueyan" in his previous life in 23. "Liu Huan perfectly combines modern pop music techniques with elements of traditional Chinese opera, creating an almost brand-new music style.

There are too many classics in the previous life that did not appear here, and the ones in Lu Qiu's cottage are only the ones he is familiar with and likes.In the previous life, when "Farewell My Concubine" was released in mainland China, Lu Qiu was still in primary school in the valley. In 2003, the famous Hong Kong movie star Leslie Cheung, who starred in Cheng Dieyi, jumped on the 24th floor on April Fool's Day. Lu Qiu was still struggling to go to college. People who faced the college entrance examination would not pay attention to the outside world.

It was after Lu Qiu went to university that he came into contact with "Farewell My Concubine" because of the huge commemorative activities held by movie fans on April [-]st every year.After graduating and becoming a media person, on April [-]st, Lu Qiu himself had to write a commemorative article. In order to write it well, he went to watch the "Farewell My Concubine" movie and the novel. After reading Farewell My Concubine again, it can be said that Lu Qiu can recite the lines of "Farewell My Concubine".

Lu Qiu likes "Farewell My Concubine" very much, but his appreciation of the theme song is average. He himself feels that if a Chinese-style song is used as the theme song, the film will be more perfect.So when writing the script, Lu Qiu wrote the lyrics of "Love and Resentment" at the end of the play.

"Love and Resentment" is a must-sing song in Lu Qiu's karaoke songs, and he can hum it with his eyes closed.

However, for the sake of authenticity, Lu Qiu deliberately sang bumpy, and in some tunes, Lu Qiu deliberately dropped the tune.

Ju Gui listened to it once, raised her hand and asked Sister Fang to fetch the script from the tea table, turned to the lyrics, hummed a few times, and then sang "Love and Resentment" in its original flavor.

After singing a song, the elegant sparrows on the dining table were silent, still immersed in the lingering sound.

Suddenly, Feng Hao lightly read two lines of the lyrics.

Lovers are most afraid of missing love

Long lovesick but not long love

After the recitation, there seemed to be splashes in Feng Hao's eyes. He tilted his head slightly, remained silent for a moment, then turned to face the crowd, his eyes had regained their sharpness.

"This song is good, I'll sing it again." Feng Hao smiled at Lu Qiu for the first time.

Feng Hao's voice is close to Liu Huan, and his singing of love and resentment is more charming.

Lu Qiu looked surprised: "Yes, this is the taste, sir, Mr. Feng, what you sing is what floats in my mind."

Feng Hao looked at Ju Gui tenderly: "Mr. is a musical genius, and he can compose the whole song with just a little listening."

Ju Gui shook his head and sighed: "It's not as good as Xiaoqiu. I can only copy it rigidly, but Xiaoqiu can create novelty."

Lu Qiu's face became hot: "Sir, please don't praise me like that. I just hummed a little tune. It is the master who gave this song his flesh and blood. The composition should be regarded as the composition of the song."

Ju Gui is not willing to win Lu Qiu's achievements. "Where, it wasn't you humming the keynote, I never thought the song could be sung like this."

"Sir, I can at most act as a revelation." Lu Qiu's face was hot.Only by standing on the shoulders of giants can we become pioneers in this world.

"Revelation is a key, and this song is all yours."

"No, I don't know how to compose music. If this song becomes popular, people will definitely be questioned." After Lu Qiu finished speaking, he glanced at Feng Hao, implying something.

"Hmph, who dares to question?" Ju Gui snorted coldly.

Feng Hao looked embarrassed, his eyes wandering here and there.

Zhou Hongxun chuckled and made a suggestion: "After all, Brother Qiu doesn't know how to compose music. I think Mr. Qiu and Brother Qiu are the ones who arrange the music. In the future, unnecessary troubles can be avoided."

Something like a famous critic is unnecessary trouble.

Feng Hao opened his mouth, unable to refute.If he hadn't heard Lu Qiu hum the song with his own ears, Feng Hao would be the first to question it.

Ju Gui felt that what Zhou Hongxun said was reasonable, so he did not refuse again.

"Xiaoqiu, I will teach you to read notation in the future." The disciple knows how to compose music, and he can compose it by himself when he has inspiration in the future, and he is not afraid of people's doubts.

Lu Qiu wiped the sweat from his forehead, okay, one more learning task.

A love song brought a Chinese style to the world, and a song made Feng Hao willingly work as a voluntary art director on the crew of "Farewell My Concubine".