On February 8, from the early hours of the morning, the Internet was restless.
The three major entertainment companies have long mobilized their own stars of all sizes to help canvass votes, and Aurora, as the only successful virtual idol in the entire Silver Wing today, is even more driven by the entire Silver Wing.
Whether it is a newcomer who has just signed a contract or an A-level signing star who has already entered the front line, they all start to help canvass for votes. This is the first time that Yanzhou has had an open competition between the three major companies in the matter of virtual idols over the years.
However, there are others who are more concerned about the release of new songs at 8:00 in the morning.
Xue Jing, who was over 160 years old, did not walk around the park downstairs as usual when he woke up in the morning, but sat in his study, turned on the audio and video equipment, and waited for the arrival of eight o'clock.
There is a paper notebook and a pen on the desktop. This is the notebook he plans to write his thoughts and analysis later after listening to the fourth movement. Compared with the electronic recording method, Xue Jing prefers manual recording and has more feeling.
There was a stack of books on the table, some were textbooks written by Xue Jing, and some were books written by others for reference. Many colleagues felt that it was an unwise decision for Xue Jing to take over the task of writing music analysis and creative guidance on symphonic structure. This genre is too aloof and unpopular, and talented people are hiding it. There must be no good stuff, it's all specious nonsense. Some people who buy books will give bad reviews after reading them. Just look at the previous textbooks and you will know that whoever writes them will be scolded, which is thankless.
But every time Xue Jing heard this kind of words, he just smiled. When someone asked him who was involved in the editing, Xue Jing also smiled and didn't answer.
Xue Jing has been analyzing the three movements that have been released in "A Hundred Years of Destruction". The deeper the analysis, the more shocked, marveled at Fang Zhao's ability to control, and surprised by Fang Zhao's boldness and progress. In these three movements, there are many techniques that are not popular and neglected nowadays, but those in these three movements perfectly interpret the artistic conception that the movement wants to express.
"There is one left." Xue Jing whispered.
In fact, after listening to the first two movements, you can understand the creator's purpose and plan. The third movement is the theme of war, and the fourth movement should be the end.
At eight o'clock, Xue Jing opened the audio-visual platform. High-dubbing audio and video equipment clearly presents the MV in front of you.
What is shown in the video is the chilling scene at dawn, which is connected to the end of the third movement, and the full-scale battle continues, but the picture does not appear gloomy and gloomy, and the tone is not so urgent and depressing.
Two semitones, one dark and one bright, appear alternately at the beginning of the fourth movement. The high and double bass form a vast space between the sky and the earth, making the music very vivid. Short and accented sixteenth notes, like the cold wind blowing violently at this dawn, every hair on the body can feel the flow of air. The vibrato of the cello accentuated, as if the world was trembling with the murderous aura emanating from this fierce battle for survival.
The trees that fought back in an all-round way were covered with muddy water everywhere, and every branch seemed to be oozing with thick blood and murderous aura. Kill!
In the complex tone of the trombone and the woodwind, the trumpet sound with the mute added, the rigid sound is hoarse and dull, just like the wild beasts in the video that have begun to timid and start to retreat under the counterattack of the trees. . The once violent and indomitable body of slaughter became fragile and exhausted, and shrank in this early morning with the cold wind whistling.
The difference is that the intensity of the woodwind sound accumulates little by little.
In the image, the brave trees pushed those hideous faces back step by step. In the slightly hoarse metal trumpet sound, the gloomy and murderous beast that belongs to the wild beast is making the last struggle, roaring with a bloody mouth and a big mouth.
A fist with a murderous aura firmly locked on the heart of the wild beast in front, like a sharply polished long spear, with a cold and severe impact without hesitation.
The mad beast that was hit crossed an arc in the air and fell into the lake not far away. The lake broke open, and the mad beast that fell into it struggled twice before sinking.
There are also some broken branches on the lake, scattered and floating on it.
The figure glanced at the lake.
Strings are played with strong strength, with unexplained grief, but at the same time, the continuous performance of the string group is tenacious and unyielding.
Compared with wind and percussion music, string music has a softness, but it is not blindly soft, soft with rigidity, grief is no longer a weak sadness, but a strong momentum and explosive force.
The figure in the picture turned around and ran towards the top of the mountain in front. A few unknown weeds sparsely on the ground swayed under the air waves caused by the figure's running.
One mad beast was knocked down and trampled underfoot.
The tree people cooperated seamlessly with each other, which was a tacit understanding that had been honed in countless death battles.
Step by step, step by step.
When the figure in the picture finally stood on the top of the mountain, in the complex tone of the trombone and the woodwind, the power accumulated by the woodwind finally broke out.
The wind band is played in unison three octaves apart, and under the open sound combination, there is a broad view from the top of the mountain in the picture.
There are corpses in the battlefield under the mountain, some wild beasts, and some trees. However, compared to the beginning, the figures that were active on the ground were not the wild beasts, but the companions of the tree group.
As far as the eye can see, in all directions, you can see the brave figures of companions fighting everywhere.
The unfolding of the trumpet and the harmony, the high-pitched voice symbolizing the war, is finally coming to an end. The drums were less urgent and more uplifting. The percussion is based on the familiar timpani in the new century, and the more original drum sound is compounded, which is a perfect and magical fusion of different time and space sounds.
It seemed that a long winter without sunshine had passed. When the figure standing on the top of the mountain raised his head, he saw the thick clouds in the sky slowly dispersing, and when he saw the golden sun shining in the sky, the pair of The blood-stained fists that had just killed an unknown number of mad beasts trembled slightly, trembling non-stop, with a forbearance of excitement in their eyes, and the next moment would be like tears.
The sun seemed to bring a scorching temperature, melting their sharp-edged hearts armed for this war, touching the softest part of their hearts.
Such sunshine, they have seen it a long, long time ago. That represents warmth and hope.
They, too, were once a group of ordinary creatures on the ground suffering from pain, and experienced despair and depression that they had never imagined.
They, fighting and fighting in the icy desperation, won not only freedom and new life, but a world they want to win!
The turbulent emotional eruption and the shouting from the top of the mountain overlapped with the high-pitched male voice in the majestic music, as if carrying an immeasurable force to lift the whole world.
In the broad music of the orchestral ensemble, the passionate harmony is like the carnival of all the creatures who have seen the sun again, celebrating this hard-won victory.
The playing of the violin is like time combing this reborn world.
The free clouds in the sky hovered above the lake, the lake water that was turbid in the war became clear, and the debris of the broken branches floating on the surface of the lake sank to the bottom of the lake. The sparse ground by the lake is already covered with vigorous grass.
In the more lively and powerful composite drum sound, the soles of the big and small branches are knotted, stepping on the already lush grass, running, not rushing and nervous, but crying with joy.
From today onwards, those cruel and bloody figures will no longer be seen.
From today onwards, they do not need to be displaced and escape everywhere.
From today, the world will be a new world!
So, can you rest
OK.
In the vigorous harmony, the mighty playing of the expanded wind music, the rising string sounds, and the strong confirmation of the drum beat again and again, heralding an open picture that is about to unfold.
The figure at the front of the group of trees, standing on the high slope, looked at the figures of idle and free companions scattered around, stepped on the soft soil under his feet, showing a bright and relieved smile.
Under the warm sunshine, I opened my arms relaxedly, the knotted branches finally spread out, the sturdy arms turned into branches that stretched in all directions, and the legs turned into roots again, which went deep into the ground and took root.
Like a new born.
The groups of trees walking around, after finding a satisfactory place, spread out their knotted branches and took root in the ground. The bare branches, under the sunlight, emerged green leaf buds, and the leaf buds unfolded with a halo of life.
Some bizarre human voices hum in the ears, with an ensemble of electronic sounds, creating a new magnificent and colorful world.
The different parts of the string group play different roles. It seems that the dead souls sacrificed in the war overlook this new world, and it seems that some new, never-before-seen life is whispering, and it seems to be re-rooted in The tree people of the new land were excited and complicated in their hearts.
The corpses in the war were covered with dust and new vegetation. The catastrophic war destroyed a group of lives, but also cultivated a group of awakened lives.
On the earth full of vitality, there is freshness and decay, but at least, everything is developing in a good direction.
Looking down from the sky, the boundless earth, the whole world once again became quiet and peaceful, as if the catastrophe that destroyed the world had never happened.
But under the peaceful and distant surface of the world, there are those tenacious and magnificent souls who have experienced the catastrophe.
What is eternity
How long is eternity
do not know.
If, one day, there is another catastrophe, they will stand up again.
Life is endless, and the battle is endless.
In the image, the picture quickly crosses the grove of trees that have formed a forest on the ground, and the farther places where the sun cannot shine, there is no haze and gloom, but a bright and mysterious starry sky.
The tone of the music gradually calmed down, and the beautiful string sound with a little sadness and emotion gradually became lighter, and the low male voice gradually faded away in the string sound.
Subtitles start up.
"MV protagonist: Aurora
Species: Dragon Elephant Tianluo
Song Name: Chapter 4 of "One Hundred Years of Destruction" - "Eternal"
Producer: Fang Zhao
Production Team: Aurora Project Team, Fang Zhao, Zu Wen, Song Miao, Pang Pu Song, Zeng Huang, Wan Yue, Fu Yingtian, Stella, Zhang Yu, etc.
Production company: Silver Wing Media. "
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Xue Jing stared at the producer's name on the subtitles, and shook his head with a sigh, somewhat in disbelief, and a little overjoyed when he found a treasure.
"Fang Zhao, that kid!"
Shaking his head, Xue Jing picked up the pen and wrote a sentence in the notebook:
"Aurora, from being a member of ordinary beings to leading a group's counterattack, an epic journey, every tune of the movement carries a strong sense of authenticity and shock, as if the creator had really experienced the same ."