Chapter 82 You are the "real" artist.
"Li, this piece of yours seems very sad. Does it have any special meaning?"
In the lounge, some relevant TV reporters began to interview Li Jinglin.
Outside the door, Shoichi Tiani clenched his fists and was about to be pissed to death.
These media were found by themselves. Originally, they should be the protagonists.
But now, they all went to interview Li Jinglin first!
However, no problem.
If you want to use Li Jinglin's name to expand your influence in the music industry, you must be patient.
"Of course there is."
Li Jinglin smiled slightly.
"In 1937, the land of China was caught in the flames of war, and countless people were displaced. This song is to describe the people in the hell on earth, who are ashamed of their hearts, and miss their beautiful hometown back then."
"hiss"
The reporters are numb.
Shocked, you look at me, and I look at you.
Thinking of the war back then, even a fool knew both sides of the war.
Think again about the nationalities of Li Jinglin and Tai Matsuichi.
Big news!
"Tiani Matsuichi and I are very good friends, please don't think too much about it."
Li Jinglin seemed to realize something, and quickly explained with a smile.
"As an artist, one should transcend one's own limitations, stand on the perspective of good morality and thought possessed by human beings, sing praises to the world, reflect on mistakes, acknowledge history, and... contribute to the cause of real peace."
"No matter what I say, it's all pale. I think you can ask Song Yisang in person for his opinion. He is right outside the door."
Hearing this, the reporters looked at each other and their eyes lit up.
Yup!
When just performing.
It was Taai Matsuichi who said that he liked this piece of music very much and was very moved by it.
That seems true.
Tiani Matsuichi is indeed an artist with noble morals!
Think about it.
The reporters immediately became active.
Oppose war, face history squarely, reflect on mistakes, shake hands and make peace in modern times, become brothers, and work together to celebrate peace.
Isn’t this the best news in the literary section?
It is very important to get the first-hand interview materials of Tian Jing Matsuichi.
So, at the moment, these reporters stood up.
He turned around and came to the door.
Surrounded Tianjing Song.
Li Jinglin couldn't run away anymore, so he first interviewed Sentai Shoichi, and then the two of them interviewed together, in the same frame.
Isn't this better?
"Mr. Tian Jing, did you arrange this song performed by Li Jinglin?"
"The purpose is to express your opinion?"
The reporters kept asking questions.
In the eyes of these reporters, the repertoire that Li Jinglin can play in your concert is something that you should know and allow.
this problem.
Even though Tianjing Songyi didn't answer.
Most of the reporters present knew it well.
but.
Takai Shoichi was a little overwhelmed, but when these questions came to him, he was completely stunned.
Outside the door, Tian Jingsong heard all the conversations inside.
His face turned green.
Rao Tian Jingsong thought of countless "possible tricks Li Jinglin might play on him".
But never expected.
He will do this to himself!
Tian Jingsong felt bitter in his heart.
Who can know this on horseback!
Li Jinglin brushed aside, but I brought his head to trial? !
"Mr. Tiani, what do you think of the war that year?"
A reporter from a Chinese literary and art journal was a little unconvinced.
So, he took the lead in asking.
"How do you rate it?"
Tian Jingsong blushed.
He really didn't want to answer, but he had to answer. Taji Matsuichi knew the standard answer, but he was [-]% unwilling to say those words from his own mouth.
You know, different ideas, different perspectives, different cultures.
will lead to different perceptions.
It is difficult to accurately get the pain points of the other party without substituting into the other party's perspective.
As the ancients said.
His honey, your arsenic.
Just like Li Jinglin and Tian Jingsongyi.
If Li Jinglin condemned and became angry, then Tian Jingsongyi would feel happy in his heart, regardless of what he said, because, to him, this was glory and brilliance.
But Li Jinglin made such a move, it may seem harmless.
But for a fanatic like Tiani Matsuichi, that is really a lore.
I just feel that my crotch is full of yellow mud, if it's not shit, it's shit.
This has to be changed during the war, and it was done by someone like this.
You have to cut your belly to prove it.
"Mr. Tiani Matsuichi? Can you answer me?"
The Huaxia reporter pushed his glasses.
Eyes narrowed.
He sent out a divine assist that even Li Jinglin praised repeatedly.
"I"
Facing the sharp eyes of reporters.
Tianjing Songyi felt suffocated.
His face was flushed with suffocation.
Even his eyes were slightly moist.
Bear a great sense of shame and guilt.
He gritted his teeth and opened his mouth.
"Yes, I think...that war"
"It's sinful!"
Speaking of it.
Tian Jingsong's heart was almost broken.
Gritting his silver teeth, he bowed heavily.
As if trying to hide the grief and indignation in his eyes.
"I am so sorry!"
There is no way, there is really no way.
If so, express your true inner thoughts here.
Then, what awaits me is to be blocked by artists from all over the world.
Because that is tantamount to violating the basic interests of all mankind and negating the world order established since World War II.
"Clap clap clap clap!"
The reporters applauded in admiration.
Everyone just thought that Takai Matsuichi's face was red, and it might be because he was ashamed, and his clenched teeth and grief-stricken eyes seemed to illustrate his shamelessness towards those beasts and his shame towards his own identity.
Sure enough, Matsui Tawai is really a great anti-war noble artist!
It takes courage to dare to admit historical mistakes and apologize for them.
"Tai Matsuichi has the good qualities of an artist."
"Yes, it is not that simple to muster up the courage to face the problems left over from the history of our ancestors."
"It can be said to be the brilliance of humanity and morality blooming in art."
"Tai Matsuichi, worthy of being the light of art,"
The reporters burst into applause.
Incessantly.
Looking at Tian Jingsong's eyes, they are full of approval.
And such recognition, such applause, in Taai Matsuichi's view, is the greatest shame that can only be seen once in a century.
Li Jinglin!
Damn Li Jinglin!
How could he play such a trick!
Looked up.
Tian Jingsong looked at Li Jinglin with red eyes.
Suppressing the violent rage in his heart, he choked out a few words.
"Li Lijun, thank you!"
"It's okay, Shoichi."
Li Jinglin took two steps.
In the eyes of reporters, a halo seemed to appear behind Li Jinglin, like holy light or Buddha light.
He held Taai Songyi's hand and said kindly. "You are an artist with a sense of justice, and I believe in you."
The surrounding reporters kept taking pictures.
Camera and webcam lights flicker.
The "friendship" between the two was faithfully recorded.
inexplicably.
Three hammers and two hammers.
Tian Jingsongyi's political stance suddenly reversed two levels, as if he was directly forcibly plated with a wave of red by something.
The ghost knows what Tian Jingsongyi experienced in this short night.
"Mr. Li Jinglin, do you have any comments on Mr. Tawai Matsuichi's performance?"
Because Li Jinglin had a subtle rhythm before.
The topic of the interview was going all the way.
Now, someone finally remembered the business.
Tian Jingsong raised his head suddenly.
Where did the good guy come from!
But Li Jinglin doesn’t allow this interview!
"It is precisely because I admire Song Yi's works and personality that I have such a good relationship with him, and I think that the world's literary and art circles need such excellent artists with morality, conscience, and skills."
Li Jinglin smiled slightly.
Once again dragging Taijing Songichi to the moral high ground and roasting him on the fire of the Holy Light.
Don't say that Tian Jingsong is a right-winger, even if he is a true saint, I am afraid he will have to drink a pot.
"My evaluation of Song Yi's performance this time is... perfect!"
"He polished his works with a very subtle personal style, and I have great confidence in his future!"
Perfect, absolutely perfect.
Must be recognized.
Without Song Yisang's cooperation.
How could there be such a smooth operation?
Since you want to use me to increase your influence.
Then, you must be prepared to be lifted high by me.
hold!
Just hold it hard!
Compliments not only cost money, but even life!
Or, you can follow the route I laid out for you and continue to pretend, and become the person you hate most, and then be condemned and tortured by the discrepancy between your beliefs and words and deeds.
Or, the higher you stand, the harder you fall!
No matter which one you choose.
In the end there is only one winner.
It's me! !
"Song Yi, next time, I will definitely invite you to my concert."
Li Jinglin smiled.
It was just a casual comment.
Be polite in front of reporters.
"Okay! Li Jun, I will definitely be there!"
Li Jinglin could see it.
There was deep hatred and determination in Taizong's eyes.
Li Jinglin was even happier now.
"It's easy to talk about, definitely, definitely, next time."
He responded heartily.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, he glanced at his watch.
The reporters’ interviews are almost over.
"It's getting late."
Li Jinglin leaned next to Tian Jing Song's ear, patted Tian Jing Song's shoulder, smiled, and whispered in his ear.
"I'll leave first, Matsuichi-san, I'm looking forward to our next meeting."
Tian Jingsong clenched his fists tightly and panted heavily.
The mentality completely exploded.
It turns out.
Li Jinglin, he would not have any kindness towards him at all.
Not to mention helping yourself increase your influence for no reason.
Looking at the figure of Li Jinglin going away.
Taijing Matsu's whole body was shaking.
I got my wish.
He did give himself an assist.
The supporting cast was a success and the show was a success.
Moreover, it can really help you to increase your popularity in the industry and expand your influence.
His behavior did not have any negative impact on his future.
Obviously, it is a smooth road.
Can be myself.
Not happy at all.
Taijing Songyi had a sullen face and responded to reporters like a machine.
When it's over, go back to the locker room.
Tian Jingsong was silent for a long time.
Until Jay left too.
When you are alone in the living room.
Finally couldn't hold back.
boom! !
He punched the table hard, knocking over the bottles and jars on the table, making a tinkling sound.
Panting violently, roaring like a beast.
"Li Jinglin!!"
Injustice, really injustice!
But there is no way to speak out.
This kind of operation is no different from wartime. To a young soldier, he eagerly shouts, "Comrade, thank you for your hard work." It can be called a disaster from heaven. There is no place to complain, but to commit seppuku to show innocence.
ruthless!It's so cruel!
He didn't care about how many bowls of noodles I ate, he just wanted me to either follow his arrangement or cut my stomach open!
Li Jinglin walked out of La Fenice Opera House in Venice.
At this time, it was already dark outside.
But Li Jinglin felt that.
It was just a beautiful spring.
Refreshed.
Previously at the Milan Conservatoire, the suffocating feeling caused by the mention of Jin Zunxi and Ta Jingmatsu was instantly gone.
Back to the hotel, humming a song.
After arriving in the room, open your notebook and prepare to start submitting.
The name of the document file is impressively .
【A real artist——Tai Matsuichi】
Say type, then type.
[As a young man, Tian Jingsongyi was once shocked by the numerous crimes committed by his ancestors in the eastern land. Whenever the night was quiet, his strong sense of morality would make Tian Jingsongyi feel guilty in his heart. Tian Jingsongyi , I have had countless deep reflections on whether I, as an artist, should do something for the cause of world peace. 】
This article.
is anonymous.
However, in the article, an additional "written interview transcript" was inserted.
[The author interviewed Tai Shoichi’s classmate, Mr. Li Jinglin, and asked him to express his views on Taai Shoichi]
After that, it was singing oboe opera.
【Matsuichi Taai in my eyes】
[After learning about that true history, Song Yi-sang’s heart collapsed. He repeatedly asked me whether these beastly behaviors were true. He even fell into despair because of the condemnation of his conscience. Song Yi kept saying, The government cannot continue to deceive itself and others. It must face the facts and apologize to the victims. 】
[In the past, Song Yi, who was deceived, often worshiped ghosts, but after he truly awakened, he felt extremely ashamed of his behavior, but I know that it was not his fault, it was just that he was deceived].
Detailed, follow up with full details.
This written interview record is not anonymous.
Just put your name on it.
Make the article look like it was written by the contributor after interviewing himself.
Then, push it to several of the most influential art magazines.
Made countless phone calls.
In other words, this is [a character biography recommended by Tian Jingsong's "friend" Li Jinglin].
Relying on his own influence, this article became popular all over the world.
He praised Tianjing Songyi as a saint.
After finishing all this, Li Jinglin laughed happily again.
I dare to praise you, but I only praise you because of my son.
Then do you dare to deny it?Do you dare to say this is fake?Dare to reveal your true self?
As long as you dare, I dare to stand up and cry "I have been cheated by you for so long"!
PS: There are always ZZs who don’t read history and use the Northeast Army to engage in regional blackmail. The Sword Immortal has suffered greatly from it.
Nana's, didn't he know that the object of praise in "Big Sword Slashing the Devil's Head", the Broad Sword Squad, is the Northeast Army? The 29th Army had selectively forgotten the incident when they killed a Jaap near the Great Wall, right?
Tucao again.
The most disgusting areas are black, and the dog gates with black areas are always damned.
(End of this chapter)
