Chapter 11 Cold country teammates.
When the old man sat tremblingly in the cab, he couldn't put it down touching the luxury interior and modern buttons in the car.
drunk.
Today's Daben is different from the interior of Daben back then.
Through the car window, I saw the Wuling Bread.
The old friend who has been with me for so long is no longer good! Wuling, don't contact me in the future, I'm afraid that Mercedes-Benz will misunderstand.
"Hiss! That's great!! I, Li Guoyao, can also drive fast!"
Comrade Old Li's eyes were a little moist.
All kinds of flowers began to emerge in my mind.
"You said that if I drive a Daben to install air conditioners in the future, won't I have to keep my dignity?!"
"It's not just about face, you can make your boss mad."
Lao Li was very happy, which also made Li Jinglin very happy.
Smiling and patting Dad on the shoulder.
"When my son earns more money in the future, I'll buy you a few more ruthless cars. Dad, you can drive another car. If your boss dares to object, he will be fired immediately!"
"Go, go! How can you be such an upstart."
Comrade Lao Li's face twitched and he instantly became serious.
"Son, you have to remember, if you have money, don't waste it, if you have ability and status, you must keep a low profile!!"
"This indulgence starts from little things one by one."
"Being kind to others means being kind to yourself!"
"If you have money, you must be strict with yourself"
Facing his father's rambling lectures like his mother's, Li Jinglin quickly nodded in agreement.
"Don't worry, Dad! I'll remember it all!"
I have heard these words for more than ten years.
Of course, I won’t be impatient, let alone not take it seriously.
Being strict with yourself is never a bad thing.
Bought a new car, naturally very happy.
The family happily bought some gifts and went to a restaurant.
It's not a high-end restaurant, it's just a small restaurant owned by a friend of my father's.
The taste is good, the price is cheap, and the main thing is that the quantity is sufficient.
Full of pyrotechnics and real materials.
During the meal, Li Jinglin kept laughing.
After giving the gift to "Uncle Zhang" who runs the restaurant, he watched his father frantically slam his old friend's face with the keys of the big Mercedes.
While showing off Da Ben, he also showed off his son.
The consequence is Lao Zhang served rice to both himself and his mother, but only gave his father an empty bowl.
Amidst the noise, the two drank again.
The peace agreement is. When Lao Li finishes having fun by himself, he has to lend Daben to Lao Zhang Shuangshuang.
Old Li's face was twisted, and he reluctantly agreed.
He was saying something like, "You are feeding pigs in such a big pot", "If I hadn't known you and me since we were wearing crotchless pants", "Why is this old guy interested in other people's cars? Ask your son to buy one for you too." Ah" and so on.
Accompanied by Uncle Zhang's exasperated voice.
The store is full of cheerful atmosphere.
time flies.
Two days later, Li Jinglin had to go back to Jiaxing to continue recording the show.
After finally coming back, I only stayed for two days, and my parents were very reluctant.
But he didn't show it at all, as if he was afraid of affecting Li Jinglin's work.
leave the house.
Get in the car.
Li Jinglin let out a long sigh of relief.
I suddenly had the urge to write a song for my family.
Then turn on the computer and record the inspiration first.
I stayed for a while.
Immediately shook his head.
You have to be cautious, if you go to the public, you have to keep a low profile and protect your family's information.
Turn your attention and energy to the "Rising Star" variety show.
Do the things at hand first.
Then hone in on those ideas.
"Four people work together."
Li Jinglin frowned, looking at the names of his groups, he always felt that something was wrong.
Huang Jun, Ning Hua, An Zai Min.
Huang Jun, little Huangmao, is already familiar with him.
Li Jinglin was a little skeptical. Huang Jun might not have found a relationship with this group.
This Ning Hua, I also have a little impression.
He is a trainee who can play the violin.
This feature makes it easy for Li Jinglin to remember.
The violin is considered a popular instrument, but in reality it is not comparable to the piano.
Still relatively rare.
But this Anzai Minfeng review doesn’t seem to be very good.
And, most importantly, "From the cold country?"
Li Jinglin immediately got a headache.
In Li Jinglin's overseas career, there were only two times when he had disputes with others, accumulating unhappiness and even some hostility.
These are the only two cerebral hemorrhages, without exception, the opponents are all from the cold country.
The reason for the dispute is too simple.
After all, Li Jinglin is from China, after all, he is engaged in music and art.
Art is always related to culture.
But once this aspect is brought up, and a little bit of Chinese tradition is involved, the people of the cold country will always look good while honey is superior, insisting on standing up and showing embarrassment, saying that those are theirs.
And this so-called "their" things are quite a lot, and they stole them all.
This dispute is really unavoidable.
This also made Li Jinglin not have any good feelings for this anti-intellectual and brainwashed nation.
"I'm really annoyed by this cold countryman."
"No! How could I think so."
Li Jinglin quickly shook his head.
No, that’s not a good idea.
Say it to yourself repeatedly.
You can't have such a one-sided idea, let alone prejudice!
No wonder Li Jinglin repeatedly "hypnotized" himself. It is true that he has a bit of PTSD for people in the cold country. This sudden catch-up is indeed a bit stressful.
"It's my problem and I have to reflect on it. Li Jinglin, you have to maintain a peaceful mind and not wear colored glasses."
Li Jinglin shook his head, took a long breath, and calmed down.
A gentleman is like the wind, and a villain is like grass.
Where the grass swings is not the responsibility of the grass, but the responsibility of the wind.
Is it the common people's responsibility to have a bad social atmosphere? No, it is the responsibility of public figures, and the leading role of public figures is very important.
Play is play, trouble is trouble, fried fish is fried fish.
But as a member of the national team, Li Jinglin still must have the responsibility of being a public figure.
Everyone can despise Dahan to their heart's content, but you, Li Jinglin, can't.
"Li Jinglin, you must remember that a scholar cannot be resolute"
Li Jinglin was talking to himself.
The so-called, a scholar cannot live without Hongyi! scholar! Now, that refers to experts, professors, and leaders! ! There are some so-called morality, justice, and rationality. So what if the common people can't do it? !
That doesn't matter at all! ! Because these things need "scholars" to do it first, and the common people can be driven by the wind to do it.
As an expert on the violin, at an older level, a member of the music industry. You must do it yourself! If even you, a "scholar", can't do it, are you still complacent and arrogant, saying that you want the common people to do it? Educate people?What a waste of education you have!
No matter how high the knowledge is without virtue, it can only be regarded as "a brick called a beast".
After a night of this ideological struggle, I was finally able to deal with it with a calm mind.
The next morning.
Li Jinglin's soft smile finally returned.
I came to my group’s recording studio and met three teammates.
Li Jinglin greeted him very politely.
"We meet again, Huang Jun."
"Ning Hua? Hello, I'm Li Jinglin."
"An Zaimin? Welcome to Huaxia! I'm your teammate from now on, Li Jinglin."
He shook hands with the three of them and gave a half-bow.
This made the three stand at attention flattered.
Li Jinglin's status is too strong, and it has long been spread among these advanced players.
At this time, these three people did not dare to neglect at all.
"Hey hey!! Boss! Just call me Huangmao!"
"Boss, big brother, you can call me Ahua, or Xiaohua!"
"Call me Xiao An, call me Xiao An!"
The three of them were also very friendly towards Li Jinglin.
Of course, this is criticism.
We all know your identity.
If you are not friendly, is it possible that some people are still hostile?
That's pure stupidity.
"Let's discuss and discuss the content and form of the work! It must be done quickly!"
Huang Jun is very wild and well-informed.
He was the first to speak.
"Actually, we only have three days left to design the content of the work, and then there will be practice, and the practice time will not be very sufficient. It is best to finalize something directly today."
"Well, listen to Ah Hua's suggestion. I don't know much about this aspect. You guys are the main ones. In addition to the violin, I also know a little bit about composition and arrangement."
Li Jinglin did not seize the initiative based on his status.
Learning with an open mind is the key.
Since young people like this form of performance, no matter whether these works are rubbish or not, they must have their merits.
"That's great!"
Huang Jun looked happy.
Ha, what the boss said is a little bit, but it is definitely not a little bit. Huang Jun understands it very well.
The works produced by trainees should preferably be original.
Because, if you find an old work and take it out to sing and dance, if you do it well, you won’t get extra points, but if you don’t do it well, you will lose points.
Fans of the original work will consider it an insult to the original work.
It can be regarded as a big hole for an idol to debut.
"I have a sample here."
Li Jinglin took out the USB flash drive, inserted it into the speaker and played it.
"Before I studied the current pop music market, I got some experience and wrote a lot of designs. See if it is possible to choose one. I will give it a lot."
Several people listened, and their eyes shone brightly.
"Brother, this prelude is really eye-catching!"
"This prelude seems to feel good, suitable for doing some tricks on the stage."
Li Jinglin chuckled.
The fragmented entertainment time makes it difficult to attract the audience's attention.
If the prelude has a strong memory point, it is easy to spread.
So, the beginning is very important!
As for the prelude, how to catch your ears? Either the main melody can be used directly, or a melody line with obvious contrast can be used. Of course, it can also be emphasized by some special timbres.
Anyway, Li Jinglin has tried various methods.
Going to try it out on this show.
"However, now I have to find a master to write lyrics, and find a dance teacher to quickly rehearse the dance."
Huang Jun and others are very satisfied with this demo.
"Yes, let's start faster, and we can practice faster."
"but."
An Zaimin's expression suddenly changed.
Some embarrassed scratched his head.
"A Biao with a loose mouth. Jinglin senbeinim. My Chinese is very bad. Can I? Han Gou Gu Lu Pu Le Da."
Li Jinglin was stupid.
It’s not that I don’t understand Han Gougu Le. Ahem, Korean.
what he meant by that "Sorry, Brother Jinglin (honorific), my Chinese is really bad. Can I sing in Korean?"
"Ah? Let's study and practice, can't we?" Li Jinglin frowned.
"Of course I will practice seriously, but it might be really weird." An Zaimin's expression seemed a little guilty. “My auditions all use Korean songs.”
Li Jinglin frowned.
The judges are really bad and they will pass you just because you sing a Korean song.
Otherwise, if word spreads out and you follow the rhythm, won't it become "Chinese variety show and media artists collectively reject Han people"?
"I'm really sorry, I'm the one holding you back!!"
"Brothers, I will definitely work harder! I will work hard to practice Chinese during this time, please help my brothers!"
An Zaimin seemed to feel even more guilty, his head hanging low.
He stood up, bowed and apologized again and again, with great sincerity.
"It's okay, it's okay, we will definitely help you, let's make progress together!"
Ah Hua laughed, patted An Zaimin on the shoulder, and encouraged him.
"Don't worry so much, just relax!"
Ah Hua always felt that it might be the senior entertainment culture in Han Country that made An Zaimin a little scared.
But Huang Jun and Li Jinglin frowned.
These two people have seen too much.
This scene in front of me.
For those who didn’t know, they thought it was Li Jinglin who was trying to show off to his seniors and bully his juniors.
This is really only a short essay away from large-scale real-life rumor making.
Li Jinglin looked strange.
I don't think I offended you, why are you so upset all of a sudden?
But Huang Jun's approach is even simpler.
He quietly picked up his mobile phone and secretly started recording.
It's purely as a rich second generation who cultivated alertness since childhood.
Huang Jun simply thinks [Bangzi is not like a good person, I think there may be something wrong, protect my brother Fang Lin]
I would like to ask if the pace is a bit slow. The variety show has not been aired yet, and if the highlights are not enough.
(End of this chapter)