Chapter 136 135. Can music be played like this? It’s good to just retire like this.
The autumn morning in Northeast China is still a bit cool.
However, Mudanjiang is worthy of being called the Little Jiangnan in the Northeast, and there is still a little bit of warm wind in the coolness.
Jiang Chen looked at the system rewards this morning in a good mood.
"Get a parallel world song."
"Get a song from a parallel world."
"Get a song from a parallel world."
"Get an ancient poem from a parallel world."
"Get experience points 400."
Three songs in a row.
Jiang Chen directly chose to accept it.
Song, Dragon Fist.
Song, nunchaku.
Song, someonelikeyou.
An ancient word, Magpie Bridge Immortal.
All the information of three songs and one ancient poem was transformed into Jiang Chen's memory, and was accepted and integrated by Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen’s eyes once again flashed with a sense of surprise.
I was not amazed by the English song, but by the two Chinese songs, Dragon Fist and Nunchuk!
After receiving so many excellent pop songs, Jiang Chen’s own music level and appreciation level have become master-level, so he can immediately tell the lyrics, music and arrangement of these two songs. It can be said that it is amazing, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is ahead of an era.
It is not a heartfelt ballad like the ideal thirty-year-old brother sleeping on my upper bunk, but it shocks people's hearts with pure music.
Jiang Chen suddenly realized.
It turns out...
Pop music can be played like this!
Jiang Chen couldn't wait to produce and record these two songs, and he also wanted to hear the finished product produced by himself.
What a pity.
I don’t have any studio friends I know here.
Moreover, Jiang Chen never thought about recording songs here. He came here just to play with Zheng Zehao for two days and relax.
For the time being, he put aside the two Chinese songs that amazed him. The third English song was another heart-wrenching English love song. It was also Jiang Chen's favorite type, so he put it in his heart for the time being.
The last ancient poem, Magpie Bridge Immortal!
Jiang Chen tasted it carefully again, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.
Four hundred experience points, save them.
That’s it for this morning’s harvest.
Jiang Chen got up, washed briefly, and then went out for a walk in the yard. The sky outside had just turned white, and Han Qing and Wu Yuexi were still sleeping.
No one in Zheng Zehao’s family in the yard next door got up.
The whole village is still quiet.
Jiang Chen walked around the yard twice, then walked out along the path outside, heading towards the Mudan River not far away.
In no time!
Han Qing followed up panting and said intermittently: "Why didn't you call me? What would you do if you were in danger when you went out alone?"
Jiang Chen asked in surprise. : "Am I in danger?"
As a grown man, what dangers can I encounter in the early morning?
Besides...
What's the use of taking a little girl with you, if you're really going to be in danger? Are you sure it's not a burden?
Han Qing sensed Jiang Chen's thoughts and waved her fist: "I have practiced Taekwondo, I can protect you."
Jiang Chen smiled: "Thank you, no Thinking that you still have such talent, I will increase your salary and give you a bodyguard's salary."
Han Qing smiled, trotted forward, took out her mobile phone and turned on the live broadcast, focusing on walking. Jiang Chen, and the scenery of Mudanjiang next to it.
It's barely seven o'clock.
However, hundreds of thousands of people poured into the live broadcast room, quickly passing 200,000 and heading towards 300,000.
“As soon as I opened my eyes and went to the toilet, I saw Lao Jiang on the air. I squatted in the pit and watched Lao Jiang, enjoying it.”
“Lao Jiang, I was with a few people last night. An old friend I haven’t seen for a long time has been drinking until just now. I haven’t gone to bed yet, so I watched your live broadcast, my friend. We listened to this song "Friends" all night. "
"Although Lao Jiang is talented and powerful, he is also a model worker in the live broadcast industry. He starts broadcasting at seven or eight o'clock every morning, and sometimes he broadcasts one or two times a day. Hours Outdoors started broadcasting again at around eight o’clock in the afternoon. I am a true model worker!”
"Yes, someone as talented as Lao Jiang can live broadcast so diligently and with absolute conscience. So every time Lao Jiang broadcasts, I will reward him a little, otherwise I will be sorry for my conscience."
" To be honest, with Lao Jiang’s talent and strength, now You can still live broadcast so diligently, let's watch and cherish it."
"Lao Jiang, stay in Mudanjiang"
"Lao Jiang, I miss you in my hometown of Rongcheng."
"Lao Jiang..."
...
Of course Jiang Chen didn't see those barrages, he just enjoyed the relaxation in the morning, taking a walk while admiring the scenery of this small northeastern Jiangnan.
Han Qing looked at the barrage and smiled.
The two just walked together, turned on the live broadcast, and chatted casually.
“Let’s take a boat ride today.”
"Okay, let's take a look at the scenery of this small Jiangnan."
"How many days can we play here?"
"Two days."
"Then go Where?”
“Then, go back to Chengdu.”
"Go back to Chengdu?"
"Well, it's time to go home for a visit, but we can stop in a big city along the way."
The conversation between the two, in the live broadcast room The audience all heard it and were very excited, and the dense barrage started to discuss.
"Hahaha, Lao Jiang is still homesick, right? Chengdu is always your hometown. Come back soon, Lao Jiang."
"Go back to Chengdu... and pass by Chang'an, right? Lao Jiang Come to Chang’an for two days and I’ll treat you to a train.”
"Is Lao Jiang's itinerary fixed? All the way back to Rongcheng from Mudanjiang? Come and have fun in our great city of Shenyang."
"When Lao Jiang passes by the capital, why don't he come to the capital to stay for two days? The people of the capital want You.”
"When will Lao Jiang return to the Magic City? Do you still remember the heaven and earth by the Huangpu River?"
"Lao Jiang, there are your two brothers in Jinling."
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At this moment, many viewers watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast had their eyes twinkling.
Yan Ruyu was lying on the bed watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast. When she heard that Jiang Chen was going back to Chengdu, she sat up excitedly and laughed in a low voice: "When Jiang Chen passes by the capital, I will Let him take me back to Chengdu with him, hee hee!”
Thinking of the joy, Yan Ruyu couldn’t help but laugh, and immediately started to get up and wash up, preparing to deal with the things at hand as soon as possible. Nothing will happen by then. He followed Jiang Chen back to Rongcheng lightly.
In Houhai, Li Wenjun came to Wang Fei's place for breakfast again this morning. At the same time, he also wanted to see Jiang Chen's works again, especially The Knight's Journey and A Plum Blossom!
Li Wenjun and Wang Fei were eating breakfast together while watching Jiang Chen's live broadcast. When they heard the conversation between Jiang Chen and Han Qing, the two looked at each other strangely. Li Wenjun smiled and said: "In a few days, I will go to Rongcheng for a trip. Will Sister Fei come?"
Wang Fei looked back at the works of Jiang Chen hanging on the wall and shook her head: "I'm not going. I want to look at these works and hand them over to others. I don't feel at ease."< br>
Li Wenjun also nodded in agreement after hearing this.
Both of them know how many people in the entire capital and even the whole country are coveting the works in this room.
Wang Fei receives calls from various channels every day, and some people even come to her door in person, wanting to contact Jiang Chen through her, to buy the works in this house, or to borrow one or two.
Wang Fei would refuse without exception, even many of her elders were rejected by her.
Li Wenjun also receives some calls every day. Some people want to contact Jiang Chen through her to buy Jiang Chen's works. Some people want to borrow the Qing Ping Tune painting in her hand, which was given to her by Jiang Chen. , and it is specifically written about her own works. Of course Li Wenjun refused. He would not lend it to anyone, nor would he help anyone buy Jiang Chen's works.
So, if Wang Fei and Li Wenjun really go to Chengdu for a few days to travel and hand over this place to others to guard it, both of them will be very worried, even if it is handed over to Wang Fei's father, Professor Wang, and mother, Professor Li , both of them were equally worried.
Because the older generation are more sophisticated and have more people looking for them, so they may agree to others if they are soft-hearted.
Li Wenjun said softly: "I heard that Yan Ruyu's brother, Yan Rufeng, came to you personally?"
Wang Fei nodded: "Well, he approached my dad and me, but we rejected him. He also approached Qin Xuerong, but he was also rejected. I heard that Mr. Yan likes Jiang Chen's works very much. He recently read them By copying Jiang Chen’s calligraphy in seclusion, it is possible to go one step further and break through the threshold of being a master.”
"So, Yan Rufeng wants to show Mr. Yan the original works of Jiang Chen's works to satisfy the old man's wishes."
"However, I don't dare to lend it to him, and Qin Xuerong has the same idea. "
"It's impossible to open this head!"
Wang Fei's tone was firm.
It’s not just that Jiang Chen agreed not to borrow it. What's more, the family relationship between her and Qin Xuerong is extremely complicated. Once this starts, there will be endless troubles. Maybe the work will never be returned after being loaned out. If one person borrows it for a few days, it will take a long time to transfer it. It takes a long time.
So!
It is impossible for them to agree.
In order to make a promise to Jiang Chen, it is impossible to agree, and to avoid endless trouble, it is also impossible to agree.
Wang Fei looked at Li Wenjun: "Are you really going to Rongcheng to see him?"
Li Wenjun's eyes affirmed: "Well, I'm going to see him!"
Wang Fei smiled faintly: "Okay, say hello to him for me, I'll wait for him in the capital."
Li Wenjun: " Good!”
Two He didn't say much. They grew up together. Wang Fei is a few years older. They are both teachers and friends. They both know what the other is thinking, but there is no tense atmosphere. They hope they can succeed. If they don't, they will. Hope the other party can make it.
Because they all know their own and each other's thoughts and situations. With their family backgrounds and mental conditions, it is very rare to find someone they like and whose family supports them.
And Jiang Chen is such a rare candidate.
So, no matter who of the two succeeds, they will bless the other.
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Beijing University.
Huang Bo, Lin Shuang, Zhang Shuwen and others gathered together as soon as they arrived at school and watched Jiang Chen's live broadcast.
At the same time, they discussed that Shuimu borrowed Jiang Chen's works from Wang Fei yesterday and held a small exhibition seminar at the school. The response was very intense.
Zhang Shuwen: "Yesterday I also went to Shuimu. I had to queue for about an hour to see Jiang Chen's works. Many students and teachers went to see them! Now Shuimu and our on-campus forum at Peking University are in trouble. , everyone is discussing Jiang Chen’s works are all asking the school to invite Jiang Chen to come and meet him.”
As a young teacher, Lin Shuang is the best at getting along with the students. He said with a smile: “Yes, the students in my class. Everyone is saying that they particularly like Xia Ke Xing, etc. When our school borrowed it, they formed a group to steal the Xia Ke Xing. "
Huang Bo shook his head and smiled: "The Xia Ke Xing is in the collection market, and some people are asking for a sky-high price of 150 million! , if it is stolen, we can I can’t afford to pay!”
Zhang Shuwen also smiled and said: “Someone in Wangyue also offered a sky-high price of 100 million. The lowest price for Jiang Chen’s other works is 40 million. We borrowed them all, with a total value of 100 million. Three to five billion!”
One picture of a knight's journey costs 150 million, and one picture of looking at the mountains costs 100 million.
When everyone else in the office heard this number, their eyes widened in shock, some in disbelief.
This is written by a thirty-year-old young man!
Is it worth so much money now?
What will happen next?
Didn’t you reserve the positioning of the national treasure collection in advance?
Moreover, it is one of the top national treasure collections?
The minimum for other works is 40 million...
The total value is 3.5 billion!
The level of the exhibition of Jiang Chen's works suddenly rose to a higher level.
There are only a handful of exhibitions in China that can compare with this one.
In the live broadcast, Jiang Chen and Han Qing walked around the Mudan River and then went back to prepare for breakfast.
The smoke from the kitchen is already floating in the yard, and the atmosphere of life is very strong and very friendly.
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has also reached about 400,000, which has stabilized.
Zheng Zehao’s parents were cooking pancakes and frying eggs on the stove.
Zheng Zehao was lighting a fire.
Jiang Chen and Han Qing walked in, and the three of them greeted each other.
“Jiang Chen, Xiao Qingzi, you’re so early.”
Zheng Zehao shouted.
Teacher Zheng Zehao's parents became a little cautious when they saw Jiang Chen because they heard Zheng Zehao say yesterday that Jiang Chen earns tens of millions a day and is also a singer, calligrapher and writer.
In the eyes of honest rural people, these are all extremely noble beings.
“You can eat it soon.”
Zheng Ma greeted.
Jiang Chen and Han Qing both sat down, and then Pu Yuexi and Chen Xiaojia also yawned and walked over, smiling and saying hello.
“Good morning, Brother Hao.”
"Good morning, uncle and aunt."
A few people greeted each other and sat down.
Jiang Chen saw the recliner next to him and lay down. He lay on the recliner and swayed gently. He looked at the green mountains in the distance and closed his eyes slightly.
The hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room felt unusually peaceful and peaceful watching this scene. Many people who came from the countryside felt like they were dreaming back to their childhood.
As for Jiang Chen, he said softly: "It would be quite good if you just take care of yourself for the rest of your life."
Han Qing smiled and said: "Well, aren't you planning to return to Chengdu? When we return to Chengdu, we will buy a yard in the countryside and live in seclusion for the elderly. You can travel around and enjoy the scenery every day, and I will cook and do housework for you." ”
Jiang Chen was a little moved after hearing this.
However, Jiang Chen felt a little regretful when he thought about those works from the parallel world in his memory being buried and never known by others.
Jiang Chen said softly: "Go get the pen and ink."
Huh?
Han Qing was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly got up and ran to the yard next door.
Pu Yuexi, Chen Xiaojia, Li Wen, and Wang Jing also stood up in a hurry.
Zheng Zehao also slowed down the action of lighting the fire and said to his parents: "Dad, Mom, slow down, don't disturb Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen is about to write, don't disturb Jiang Chen's inspiration . ”
The old couple nodded immediately after hearing this, closing their mouths tightly, not daring to speak to disturb Jiang Chen, and looked up at Jiang Chen.
The live broadcast room also became lively instantly.
Far away in the capital, in the Beijing University office, Huang Bo, Zhang Shuwen, Lin Shuang and others who were just about to go to the classroom quickly stopped and looked at Jiang Chen on the live broadcast screen again.
(End of this chapter)