It was a little after six o'clock in the morning on December 4th, local time. The sky was still dark and the city seemed to be showing no signs of waking up. But when Yang Jingxing went down to the hotel lobby, he had to apologize to reporters for being late.

To be honest, the reporter only arrived for a short while, but he did stay up all night to check out a lot of information, and consulted friends and colleagues at home and abroad who knew more about music and art than he did, so this meeting seemed even more exciting:

"...I think it can be called a victory. It is a landmark event. There is a very profound meaning behind it and it is worthy of digging and reporting!"

Yang Jingxing chuckled: "It's too exaggerated. News should be realistic."

Remember to believe that what you see and hear is the truth. According to her understanding, last night's concert has set many firsts, and there will definitely be new records in the future. None of the reporter's colleagues want to believe her

The true description of the concert shows that things are not that simple.

Newcomers are often full of enthusiasm. When faced with reporters who are setting foot in the field of serious music for the first time and want to contribute their meager strength to the development of national music like chicken blood, Yang Jingxing patiently explains that he has painstakingly guided the reporter in the hope that the other party will see things more comprehensively. The composer even has to speak directly.

Bai: "We don't need to use the recognition of Western society to affirm ourselves. The value of folk music fundamentally lies in China, not in Europe and the United States."

The reporter gave a sharp interview: "Why do you still come to New York to perform?"

Yang Jingxing explained: "This is a commercial performance."

The reporter's righteous and solemn expression said: "Doesn't the success of business also mean the success of folk music?"

Yang Jingxing asked: "What if yesterday was not successful? Will the value of folk music and the artistic achievements of the orchestra not be recognized?"

The reporter asked urgently: "So why can't we choose the best angle to affirm the value of folk music?"

Yang Jingxing was not polite: "But I think this is the worst angle. What do you think of the Chinese audience? When Puhai premiered, the audience also liked it very much and the response was very strong. Their opinions are definitely not worthy of your attention?"

The reporter was simply anxious: "Mr. Yang, that's not what I meant..."

"I know you don't mean that." Yang Jingxing was impatient: "It's not a lie when artists and musicians keep saying thank you to the audience, but what Chinese folk music should be most grateful to is the New York audience? How much do you think those foreigners heard yesterday?

Are they half as excited as the Chinese? So I don’t think you need to be excited."

After being stunned for a while, the reporter still showed good manners: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yang... I really didn't know you would think so."

Yang Jingxing became more sober again: "It's just my personal opinion. As a reporter, of course you will have your own perspective. I just suggest that you don't make too much fuss about this. In my opinion, this is unfair to folk musicians and Chinese audiences."

respect."

This big hat was so scary that the reporter took a while before nodding: "I'll think about it again..."

Yang Jingxing is not done yet: "As for me personally, I don't want to realize the so-called glory for the country in this form. It is just a commercial performance or artistic diplomacy. I have no sense of honor at all."

The reporters stopped raising questions and nodded solemnly.

Yang Jingxing also thought for a while: "Of course I am very grateful to you for saying you want to do your part, but what do you think will be more helpful to the folk music industry? The point is that the head of the cultural group, Mr. Wang, and other hard-working people still don't know anything.

Western audience?”

The reporter seemed a little confused: "Mr. Yang is really sorry, my thinking is inertia..."

Yang Jingxing became funny again: "We are just discussing, don't be so serious."

The reporter was at a loss of ideas and was in pain: "Then can you give me some tips? Or how do you view last night's success? Let's call it a success for now. After all, there are so many Chinese listeners..."

Yang Jingxing seemed very objective: "It is a success, but it is very small and accidental. There are eight million people in New York, and just yesterday more than a thousand people just learned about the dulcimer and erhu."

The reporter hurriedly asked: "For you, letting more people in the world know dulcimer and erhu should not only have commercial significance, right?"

Yang Jingxing: "There is also cultural identity and cultural superiority, which are as tacky as business."

The reporter nodded repeatedly and smiled: "So it's also your patriotic feeling?"

Yang Jingxing hesitated: "I can't talk about being patriotic... I personally want to share this feeling with my relatives and friends, just like inviting friends to dinner. Everyone will be happy when they have enough food and wine."

The reporter smiled even more happily: "It's just that what you treat everyone to eat is spiritual food."

Yang Jingxing shook his head repeatedly: "It's far from this level. The starting point is the same as trying to make money to make the family live a better life. It can be said to be vulgar."

The reporter chuckled, then stopped laughing and simply stared at the composer.

Yang Jingxing felt embarrassed: "But Teacher Wang and the others are very sentimental, and to the audience, Teacher Wang's success is much more convincing than my success..."

The two chatted for more than half an hour. The reporter was not annoyed because the ideas he had worked through all night last night were largely rejected by the composer, because he also had a new direction. The reporter also admitted that he was more interested here.

Responsible for social and livelihood news, such as how overseas Chinese celebrate traditional Chinese festivals or animal protection organizations holding parades, etc., so I really lack experience in science, education, culture and health.

Yang Jingxing encouraged again: "I think you did a good job, you have grasped many key points."

The reporter was embarrassed: "Although you said that, Mr. Yang, it was so sensational last night that the embassy called the station, so the station may send more experienced colleagues to follow up. Although I am really special

I want to follow you. Look, I have prepared so many things, and my partner also stayed up all night to sort out the materials..."

"It's just you, I won't change." Yang Jingxing also said loyally: "I'll tell the head of the article group. In fact, I think it might be better to report from another angle. Just use that kind of daily life perspective to make it look ordinary and ordinary.

Don’t treat it as a big deal, the audience may be more accepting of it and enjoy watching it.”

"Thank you so much, Mr. Yang." The reporter was so happy: "I will definitely cherish this opportunity..."

At a quarter to seven o'clock, we shook hands solemnly, thanked each other and said goodbye. Yang Jingxing became friends again: "I have a good friend who is also studying journalism. He will graduate next year. I may ask you for advice in the future."

The reporter was very enthusiastic and eager to help immediately.

Yang Jingxing went back upstairs and found Teacher You waiting at the door of his room with a stack of newspapers. His face was a little serious, and it seemed that the news was not very good.

Director Yang pretended to be relaxed: "I've packed my luggage. You can help me take it to your room and ask them to pick it up. I'll make a few phone calls before going to eat."

Teacher You nodded and handed it over: "I just brought the newspaper."

Yang Jingxing took a look and saw a music review that was slightly larger than usual. The title was "yangjingxing, symphony no. 2". The famous music critic wrote in the opening chapter: Gustav Mahler once said, my

The time will eventually come, and the admirable tragic self-confidence appeases our regret for his failure in life. Yang Jingxing, he does not need that kind of self-confidence at all...

Yang Jingxing didn't seem to be interested in reading more, so he turned over the folded newspaper, and it turned out to be a long column by the more experienced and famous music critic Almend Kaulkin. The title was "another made in china", and the opening line was rude: If

When something is marked as Made in China, I don’t have high expectations for it, but I usually don’t complain about my choice, until last night I experienced a long farce with no choice...

Almend Cockin's evaluation of Yang Jingxing's Symphony No. 1 and Piano Concerto No. 1 is quite positive. Although this person has always been ruthless, as a music critic, he has never reached such a high level with such low-level writing.

To criticize which musician or work has been criticized.

He still wanted to bring glory to the country, but he clearly wanted to discredit the country. Director Yang slowed down when he opened the door and continued to read the newspaper.

Teacher You tried to relax: "I think it's still acceptable. After all, this kind of prejudice won't freeze overnight."

Yang Jingxing had better go to the room first and watch again. Regarding the farce, the first thing the music critic had to say was the incredible applause that he had never seen before. It was the crazy and weird applause that brought the music critic who was almost confused back to reality and made him

Be awake and alert.

Teacher You picked up Director Yang's suitcase, then looked around carefully before standing next to the director.

Yang Jingxing was calm: "You go first, I will find you later."

Teacher You nodded: "I feel it may be a kind of jealousy."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Don't say such things."

Teacher You nodded solemnly and went out.

It had to be a 2,000-word column. The whole text basically did not say how the work was performed. The famous music critic with decades of experience seemed to have turned into an angry young man. The whole article was mocking the audience for being irrational and easy to incite, and blaming the orchestra for

Flattery and trickery, abhorring the conductor's connivance or even complicity. Of course, the most important thing Cao Jin condemned was the composer. He concluded that Yang Jingxing "used his intelligence and skills to control and toy with the audience" and "music is just a tool rather than a tool."

Art", using "hard-to-identify new methods to disguise and realize his inflated ambitions", and what is most intolerable is "but being indifferent to the consequences of these malicious pursuits".

Not only do they draw conclusions, music critics also analyze and demonstrate that no composer in the history of music can win the admiration of the audience with a work that is "very different from the current popular form", but "Yang Jingxing's Second Symphony" has such a tone that even experienced people can hardly understand it.

The well-understood method allows a group of people who are far more outsiders to willingly devote their love and even release their enthusiasm without reservation. They can only rely on the inflammatory language on the surface of the work, and the inflammatory language has always been simple, direct, crude and unbearable.

With wisdom and consideration. I wonder which artist in this world is willing to wrap a layer of flattery and hide a layer of deception for his brainchild? So this is not a work of art at all, and the purpose of the composer is not to realize art through creation.

significance.

Regarding the topic of Made in China, music critics did not criticize too much. Instead, they became politicians or economists, calling and warning that concert halls should not follow the footsteps of supermarkets. If these venues are also made in China,

Then the loss will not only be the employment rate. The music critic also knows that his words are alarmist, but "they have already started to do this, haven't they?"

Fortunately, although the music critic was malicious, he was not very vicious. Yang Jingxing did not smear the motherland too much, and he should not be reviled by thousands of people. However, the Puyin Composition Department was probably very angry, as the department had previously regarded this Kao Jin as a friend.

Well, how can I say that I fell out with you?

The sky outside the window was already gray and white, so Yang Jingxing took the time to call his girlfriend. He Peiyuan was probably tired from washing the sheets and cleaning up at the International Garden in the morning, but at night she seemed slow and lazy when answering the phone: "Are you up?"

"We're all ready to go." Yang Jingxing tried to preemptively: "You don't call me to wake up either!?"

"Forgot." He Peiyuan was so idle: "I helped Ruirui clean her house at her new home. She is so beautiful..."

Wang Rui's angry voice immediately emerged: "Okay? Wow! I won't talk nonsense, please be conscious..."

He Peiyuan's voice also became high-pitched: "I didn't say you were around. Do you want to blame me for talking by yourself?"

Yang Jingxing didn't have enough time for a quarrel between the girls, so he quickly changed the subject: "Have you eaten? Where is Lao Bi?"

"I haven't eaten yet." He Peiyuan felt a little pitiful: "I've been tired for three or four hours..."

Wang Rui shouted again: "Don't accuse a good person unfairly. You don't want to go!"

Yang Jingxing asked: "What should we clean in our new home?"

He Peiyuan explained: "There is dust in many places and the floor is not very clean. We wipe it slowly with a towel, otherwise it will be difficult to remove the furniture and the water is very cold."

"Thank you for your hard work." Yang Jingxing was simply grateful: "I want to see the fruits of your labor when I get back."

"Weird!" Wang Rui shouted again: "Yuanyuan said you were disgraced and sent to the Western Hemisphere."
To be continued...