No matter how Xianyu's symphony performs in the end, the people of Blue Star, who have been looking forward to it, have been discussing it repeatedly as the most talked-about topic at the moment.
Perhaps only in such a utopian world where the weather is good and there are almost no major disturbances in the world, can music carry such a heavy weight.
Every time at this time, Lin Yuan couldn't help but think:
I wonder what’s happening on that equally blue planet at the other end of the universe
Knowing that he might never get the answers, Lin Yuan did not continue to dwell on these questions. After all, humans are animals that live in the present.
that's all.
the next day.
Lin Yuan arrived at the Golden Hall early and met with tonight's commander Wei Shujing.
Wei Shujing, whose temples are already gray, looks particularly energetic today, with a shining light in his cloudy eyes.
"Everyone is ready... I am ready too."
"Um."
Lin Yuan smiled.
Lin Yuan's conducting ability is not enough to bring out the maximum effect of "Symphony of Fate".
Even his best instrument, the piano, was useless against this piece of music.
Therefore, as a creator, Lin Yuan does not need to directly participate in the final performance.
Regarding this, Lin Yuan couldn't help but say:
"When my conducting ability reaches your level, I will conduct the Symphony of Fate myself."
Wei Shujing was not at all surprised. He was sure that every aspiring conductor in the world would not be able to resist the opportunity to conduct the "Symphony of Fate".
"I have conducted countless symphony performances, both large and small, over the years."
“I have been to each of the five major concert halls more than once and have left countless works there.”
"But I have left behind very few works in my life that I can still savor over and over again today. It is my luck that I can encounter a work like Fate in my later years."
"Little one."
"You are a gift from heaven, both to the Blue Star music scene and to me."
Wei Shujing always speaks highly of this symphony.
If he had been born on Beethoven's planet and time, perhaps he would have become friends with the other party.
Pause.
Wei Shujing suddenly laughed and said, "My phone kept ringing today. It seems that overnight, the whole world has become very interested in our symphony."
"Me too."
Lin Yuan's phone has been bombarded with calls since last night, all from people who came for the symphony.
Some people are just asking for tickets. It is indeed difficult to get a ticket to the Golden Hall today.
Some people, however, want to have "intimate contact" with him, and even that contact can be divided into many types.
Some of them just wanted to “make friends”, similar to the mentality of chasing stars; the rest were a bit outrageous, some young girls or even young women wanted to ask him out to discuss art…
As a matchmaker, the chairman smiled unkindly:
"Now you dare to beckon with your finger, and those little princesses who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths will dare to go through fire and water for you. We all say that those heirs of chaebols are modern princes, but compared with you, the youngest great artist in the history of Blue Planet, even the most famous princes will inevitably feel ashamed. But you may not know that your charm is so great that some so-called princes may also yearn for you."
Lin Yuan felt a chill at that moment, and later on he felt a little uncomfortable with "making friends".
Five minutes later, the content of the call from the young disciple Li Lizhi to Lin Yuan was very interesting:
"Master, there is a very powerful sister who is interested in you."
"oh."
"That sister said she knew you."
"who?"
"I won't tell you your name. She said she helped you fix your car once, and later she found out you were Xianyu."
"Um."
Lin Yuan thought for a long time but couldn't remember who it was, but this was obviously not an important matter.
Li Lizhi on the opposite side quietly paid attention to Lin Yuan's reaction.
Seeing Lin Yuan's normal reaction, Li Lizhi couldn't help but feel inexplicably happy:
"A lot of people like my master, especially after last night. Those celebrities who didn't like to play with me before all asked me to have tea today."
"Why didn't I like playing with you before?"
Lin Yuan was already accustomed to the fact that someone liked him, but his disciple's emotions were more worthy of his concern.
"Because their family doesn't like my dad?"
Li Lizhi guessed it herself, and then laughed a little strangely:
"Anyway, many people of my age in the circle are protesting to their elders at home, saying that it is the grudges of the older generation and should not involve the next generation. My father and I should thank the master. My father probably didn't expect that what saved him in the end was the star-chasing behavior he hated the most."
This is so amazing.
The grudges between the chairman and some chaebols in Zhongzhou will certainly not be resolved, but it is an indisputable fact that the younger generations of those chaebols are obsessed with Xianyu and cannot extricate themselves. What's more, Xianyu is Li Songhua's person and also Li Lizhi's master.
"Um."
Lin Yuan could probably understand the twists and turns involved, and he was happy about his growing influence.
The reputation value is still very good.
At this time, Li Lizhi couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Master, haven't you met a girl you like in these years?"
"Um."
Lin Yuan told the truth.
Li Lizhi blinked her eyes and said, "Master, you can't do this. After all, you need to find a girlfriend. How about I try to be your girlfriend?"
"Stop it."
Lin Yuan dismissed him with just one sentence.
After hanging up the phone, Li Lizhi, who was sitting on the sofa at a celebrity party, couldn't help but smile.
"It is said that those who are close to water will get the moon first. Even I can't handle Master, so others have no chance at all."
At this time, several girls with extraordinary looks and temperament approached:
"Li Zhi, did you get the tickets you promised us?"
"certainly."
Li Lizhi smiled and said, "My master left a few tickets for our concert. My senior brother doesn't have many friends, so I want to get his tickets as well."
"Will we have a chance to meet Teacher Xianyu tonight?"
Several girls looked expectant.
Li Lizhi was embarrassed: "It's hard to contact him privately, including me. Master doesn't like to meet strangers."
"Lizhi, please!"
Several girls looked pleading.
Li Lizhi smiled and said, "I can help you create opportunities in the future. However, if Master knew that you guys were blocking the resources of several movie stars in our company, he probably wouldn't be in a good mood. He is a good friend of one of the movie stars."
"I see!"
"I'll take care of this myself!"
"I'll go and pester my second brother. He'll be in charge of this matter."
Several girls spoke up.
Li Lizhi: "Master will definitely be very happy if he knows."
"Teacher Xianyu doesn't look old at all!"
"Even if Mr. Xianyu is fifty years old this year, I am willing to marry him!"
"He's barely thirty years old."
"It's not his age that matters to me, it's his talent!"
"People who only talk about Xianyu's talent but don't mention his looks are hypocritical."
Li Lizhi curled her lips secretly.
Although she didn't know her master's criteria for choosing a spouse, Li Lizhi was sure that these socialites in front of her had no chance.
…
The sun gradually sets.
In the sunset, it looks like a golden hall, but the surface is also coated with a layer of gold foil.
It was still around six in the evening.
The red carpet that stretched for hundreds of meters at the entrance of the Golden Hall was once again shining with stars.
To put it in a more frivolous way, we can say that the king of singers is worse than a dog, while movie kings are everywhere; we can also say that there are many rich people, while qu dads can be found everywhere.
In short.
Compared to yesterday, today's red carpet lineup seems even more exaggerated!
Needless to say, Yang Zhongming, Abigail and others who had attended the event yesterday arrived again. What surprised everyone most when they came to Qu Dieli was the appearance of a middle-aged man with a beard and a top hat.
Second place on the Blue Star Music Chart, Russell!
This top-level Qu Dad, who ranks second only to one person on Blue Star, was unexpectedly shown here!
"Russell!"
"Oh My God!"
"He's here!"
"The second best dad in the world!"
"A god who is even more famous than Yang Zhongming in the field of music!"
"Didn't Russell say that there is only one person in the world who can attend a concert in person, so this time he made an exception for Xianyu!?"
"He doesn't seem to know Xianyu?"
"I guess it's the shadow of the concert last night?"
"The audience size of this concert is a bit outrageous!"
No surprise.
There were bursts of exclamations.
However, there was no commotion while they were exclaiming.
After all, Russell ranked second on the Blue Star Music Chart and Yang Zhongming ranked third.
The third one has come to support Xianyu more than once, so it is not surprising that the second one appears here.
…
Yang Zhongming and others also saw Russell.
Lu Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Why is this monster here? He only has eyes for Qin Zhen."
"Would you like to say hello?"
Zheng Jing spoke hesitantly.
Abigail's face looked a little unhappy. She snorted, "I suggest you don't do this. He won't pay attention to you."
“Russell.”
As soon as Abigail finished speaking, Yang Zhongming shouted.
Russell, who was walking on the red carpet with his head down, looked over, smiled, nodded and said:
"See you later."
Then he lowered his head again as if he didn't see the group of people around Yang Zhongming.
Abigail blushed immediately.
“This bastard!”
As a fellow native of Central China, Abigail would occasionally run into Russell, but every time she greeted him, she would be ignored.
After a long time, Abigail stopped paying attention to the other party.
But what comforted Abigail was that Russell was not targeting her and this guy ignored everyone.
Except Qin Zhen.
The number one on the Blue Star Music Chart, the first genius to come out of the hometown of music, and the top genius who has dominated the music scene for nearly a decade.
But today, right now.
Russell still ignored him, but showed a kind smile to Yang Zhongming. Agai, who always had a strong desire to win, could not hold back any longer: "Old Yang, when did you become so familiar with him?"
“Not familiar.”
Yang Zhongming said.
Abigail was unhappy: "Then why would he bother with you?"
Yang Zhongming said as a matter of course: "Because I gave him the ticket."
Abigail was stunned for a moment, and Lu Sheng, Zheng Jing and others were also stunned.
Yang Zhongming meant that Russell was attracted by Xianyu and even asked Lao Yang for votes!
…
The red carpet show continues.
About ten minutes after Russell walked the red carpet, another important figure appeared, Wang Luo, the richest man in Blue Star!
Everyone knows that Wang Luo loves art.
The other party had also specially gone to Yingzi's previous art exhibition to show his support.
Tonight is the release of Xianyu’s first symphony, and Wang Luo certainly won’t miss it.
therefore.
When a reporter asked him why he came here, his answer was:
"Because I am a fan of Xianyu, just like I am a fan of Yingzi. In fact, I am also a fan of the writer Chu Kuang. I became a fan in the past two years. I especially like his Three-Body series, and I like his Fortress Besieged even more. The most coincidental thing is that the three people I like at the same time are all good friends. This is really a wonderful star-chasing experience."
"You said you are a fan, so what would you do for your idol?"
After a brief thought, Wang Luo replied:
"I will protect my idol's works without expecting anything in return, including his artistic mind. I also plan to participate in his artistic creation. For example, I plan to visit Xingmang in the near future and discuss possible business cooperation with Chairman Li Songhua."
When answering these questions, Wang Luo was also surrounded by several wealthy people.
Some are world-famous;
Some of them looked unfamiliar.
However, when appearing next to Wang Luo in such occasions, the more unfamiliar the person is, the more terrifying their influence tends to be.
But these people all showed thoughtful expressions at this moment.
As the richest man in Blue Star, Wang Luo's words don't seem to be just polite talk.
…
Of course, many singing kings and queens from Qinzhou came, but they were trembling at the moment.
"My boss is here."
"Who is your boss?"
"Look at the guy in front. Your boss is trying his best to curry favor with him."
"This is Fish Dad's status. I just saw Russell coming!"
"What?"
"That god is here!?"
"One rank higher than Father Yang, the second best in the global music scene!"
"King Feige, what do you think?"
Everyone looked at Fei Yang.
Fei Yang said nothing, but he became more and more aware of the gap between himself and Xianyu.
Recalling the time when he faced Xianyu and had such a strong desire to win, Fei Yang couldn't help sighing.
It really fits the line in the Three-Body novel: "What does my destruction have to do with you?"
Although Xianyu did not destroy himself, while clearing the obstacles in the season rankings, he may not have noticed that at the same time there was a singing king named Fei Yang who was desperately improving his competitiveness.
We have never been opponents of the same level.
On the contrary, in recent years, I have followed Xianyu's pace and never gone against him, and my thoughts have become clearer.
Now I am just an ordinary listener.
Yes.
Compared to Russell, Wang Luo, the chaebol representatives, those young masters and princesses, etc...
At this moment, I am indeed a relatively ordinary listener.
"Please enter in an orderly manner."
"Teacher Xianyu's symphony performance will begin in half an hour."
On stage.
The host of the Golden Hall said so.
In the noisy scene, many people had expressions of anticipation on their faces, so strong that they could not be dispelled.
And in a private room upstairs.
Russell put two fingers on his forehead and asked, "What kind of music will it be?"
The other side.
Wang Luo began to rub his hands in anticipation, not caring about the secretary behind him: "After listening to yesterday's work, I realized what I missed. I hope today's performance will not be worse than yesterday, otherwise it will be a pity."
at the same time.
Still in a private room.
A girl wearing gorgeous clothes but light makeup raised her eyebrows slightly: "Grandpa forced me to come here, it shouldn't be just to listen to a symphony, right? Is it really as the rumors in the circle say, that the little princesses of various families are crying and shouting to marry this young musician? And grandpa hopes that I can also join this army of celebrities eager to get married?"
Although she did not make a formal statement, the girl's face seemed to be full of "impossible".
The old man did not answer, but looked at the stage and said with a smile and expectation:
“It’s about to begin.”
Someone noticed the host's announcement.
Today's piece of music is called "Symphony No. 1 in C Minor".
The so-called "c" minor naturally refers to the tune.
The First Symphony represents the composer's first symphony.
While saying the official name, the host also did not forget to say the alias of this song as Mr. Xianyu reminded:
Symphony of Destiny.