The clear and translucent piano keys are rushing through the gurgling mountain streams like bitter spring water, and the melodious violin string sounds like sparse morning light penetrating through the layers of woods and spilling all over the ground, and the deep and moving cello strings are like clear and cold fog. The dense jungle was surging and tumbling, and the cheerful and happy melody made gold, green and red intertwined, spreading out in front of the eyes like a dream, the corners of the mouth just like this.

"Arthur, you're down half-tone." Edith couldn't help but vomit.

Arthur pulled the bowstring intently without raising his eyes. "I didn't lower the halftone, Edith!"

"I think you dropped." Edith said nonchalantly.

Arthur stopped and stared at Edith, "You are responsible for playing the violin, so take care of your own part, and leave the cello part to me, okay?"

Edith rolled her eyes, "The premise is that you can take good care of it."

This time, Arthur did not continue to refute. Both of them fell silent, pulling the strings intently, but the light from the outside of the line of sight was projected in the direction of Lan Li, and the eyes flashed faintly with anxiety-although They also knew that there was no need to look at Lan Li's wink, but the memories of childhood could not help but return to the body again.

"Arthur, you grabbed one-eighth of the beat; Edith, you got a half-tone."

Lan Li's voice came, and Arthur and Edith both nodded their heads and began to adjust their performance. Because they hadn't touched an instrument for many years, it was unavoidable that they were a little rusty, and the rhythm and pitch did not fit accurately.

The interesting part is here. If it is Renly’s opinion, they take it for granted that it is correct; but if it is Arthur and Edith’s opinion—or even Elf’s opinion, their first reaction is Is to give a rebuttal. Gradually, this seems to have become a physical habit and thinking formula.

Because when he was learning the instrument as a child, and when rehearsing ensemble, Lan Li was always correct. The pitch, rhythm, pitch and timbre, etc., were all the same-not that Lan Li could not make mistakes, but he always He is able to realize the error and correct it in time. His comprehension and expressiveness have been recognized by the tutor time and time again. This has become a kind of inertia, including Elf, they are all used to it. Take Lan Li as the standard.

This is a sense of pleasure, which is innate and can be cultivated and improved by the day after tomorrow. However, if you lack talent, it will take ten or even a hundred times hard work to make up for it. Even if most people work hard and work hard, they can make up for it. It can't be cultivated, the gap in talent is fatal.

When filming "Burst Drummer", Fletcher was able to capture even the slight difference in the one-sixteenth shot, and he couldn't escape his ears faster or slower, and the scene between Fletcher and Andrew The bursting scene of the rhythm deviation left a deep impression on all the staff on the shooting scene.

There is a small detail in it: how does Renly present a "faster and slower" performance?

Everyone, including Damien Chazelle, thought that Lanly did not do it, and all relied on the late dubbing to fit up. Only true professional drummers can do this perfectly, even if it is faster or slower. The details of the one-sixteenth beat can be done; the fact is that Lanly can really do it. Although he can't hit the ultra-high frequency of four hundred shots, he has an innate mastery of rhythm. This kind of ability, he relied on his own ability to complete the scene, and truly interpreted the phrase "no madness can't survive".

The same is true now.

Both Arthur and Edith subconsciously used Lan Li as the standard and completed the adjustment.

This caused Lan Li's mouth to rise slightly, "Relax, just relax. We don't have the task of performing the ensemble next, and there is no need to be too nervous."

Both Arthur and Edith rolled their eyes and protested to Lan Li in this way.

"Edith,'Nearer-My-God-To-Thee'." After the song was played, Lan Li's voice came from the side, and then the piano sound stopped.

Edith noticed that both Lanly and Arthur’s eyes were projected towards her. Her movements paused for a while, and then tilted her head, "Lanly, you know, I always catch the tone of the first paragraph. No, it's better, or just like that, cut in by your piano?"

This made Lan Li burst into laughter, "Although we are all grown up, some things have not changed, have they?"

"God is with us", this is not a classical symphony, but a poem, written in 1840, from an English lady named Sarah-Adams, she is a stage An actor, a music creator, a poet, and a writer. At the age of thirty-five, she wrote this poem inspired by "Genesis", which was not widely circulated at the time.

It was not until 1856, eight years after Sarah's death, that Lowell-Mason completed the composition and evolved into a string quartet, which was widely popular and loved, and was often seen in choirs. Singing, and then spread to the United States. In September 1901, the then US President William McKinley (Wiiliam-McKinley) was assassinated. Because he loved this song so much during his lifetime, he made his debut as the soundtrack of the state funeral and became well known to the general public.

According to the memoirs of the Titanic survivors, on April 10, 1913, the Titanic, known as the never-sinkable, sank after hitting an iceberg. Before the ship was destroyed, the band members who played for the VIP dining room remained on the deck and played. I wrote this song "God is with us", hoping to bring you a touch of peace and comfort, but in the end, the cruise ship was destroyed, and more than 1,500 people died deep in the Atlantic Ocean.

In 1997, James Cameron vividly restored this scene when filming "Titanic", which also made "God with us" more widely known.

In fact, before "Titanic" was released, the Hall family had played this piece many times-the original piece was a string quartet of two violins and two cellos, and their four siblings made a slight adaptation. The four instruments are combined into different styles, and the piano is the main melody, giving the movement a more gentle and delicate texture.

More than ten years have passed, and it seems that there is still not much change.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lan Li’s fingertips fell on the black and white keys, and the soft and cold music was gurgling, like a sleeping angel slowly spreading its wings, the holy light spilled down and filled the whole room, making people feel Can't help but close my eyes and let myself wander in it.

Just like the early autumn afternoon, the tall and distant sky outside the window was glowing with light blue, sparse sunlight flowing through the fluttering maple leaves, and the soft light falling on the surface of the skin, slightly stinging and scorching. The halo of large swaths of light blurs all the scenery and outlines an unrealistic outline, gradually making people fascinated like a mirage, and then blurs the boundary between reality and illusion.

Sitting cross-legged on the wooden floor next to the balcony, he carried out all the books on the bookshelf, and placed them in disorder in every corner of the line of sight. The faint fragrance of books was surging in the air, and it seemed that even the dust had become Be smart, and then turn on the phonograph to play a vinyl record. Those melodious melodies wrap yourself in the joy of doing nothing. You can hide in the corner and sit lazily with things you like, and spend the whole afternoon like this, happy It was a little unreal, but became sad in the slow passing of time.

The more happy, the more reluctant to give up; the more happy, the more sad, it seems that even every minute of the rotation is reluctant to give up.

Unable to help, Edith’s eye sockets warmed slightly, she was a little afraid to look at Lan Li, that face was slightly pale because of illness, and the skin reflected in the sun was slightly transparent, as if it might disappear at any time. In the air, everything was unreal. She wanted to reach out and touch Lan Li, but she was afraid that she would pass through the phantom, and then the dream would wake up like this, and she would never see Lan Li again.

Just as this thought came to mind, Edith couldn't help panicking.

Everyone has seen the glory and success of Lanli, but never saw the fragility and fatigue of Lanli——

Strongly supporting the sick body in Modu insisted on propaganda, but encountered such a stormy sea. It is true that a mere cold seems to be nothing at all. For public figures living under the spotlight, this is the basic professional ethics. They enjoy the stars and attention, they enjoy super high income and super treatment, at least they should be rewarded Fans’ support, isn’t it? But who can really understand the pressure on the shoulders of public figures?

If there is an accident at Pudong Airport, will Lanly remain indifferent?

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If the hotel’s false alarm really triggers bad consequences, Lanly will also become the target of Qianfu.

Praise and criticism, glory and burden, support and opposition... All these are the two sides of public figures. Lan Li also knows all this clearly. He is always doing his duty to give back to the society, but he is also an ordinary person, he He also has his own troubles and limits. He also has his own emotions and problems. Occasionally, only very occasionally, he also wants to be vulnerable for a moment, find a support, and then unload all the burdens.

Lan Li never complained or vented, he just endured all this silently, because this was the path he chose, even if he was kneeling, he would persist to the end; he just needs a little bit of time and space for breathing. Just a little bit, let him secretly be vulnerable for a moment.

Edith retracted her gaze in a panic, closed her eyes, and stopped the tears from falling in time, then pulled the bowstring and joined the ranks of Lan Li. The melodious and graceful melody began to fly freely, and then Arthur's cello string sound Join in, let the tired and sleepy soul find a place to rest for a while, unloading all the armor in a lonely and lonely way.