About Qin Wen's new book will write the story of domestic mythology, netizens are indeed excited.

"Finally put your sights back on it!!"

"When it comes to writing, I still believe in Mr. Qin Wen!"

"I don't know what mythological stories will be written, I hope the atmosphere is a little more ......"

"I just wanted to just put a layer of mythology on it and write something else. "

"It's a very personal thing to create, we just have to wait and see. "

"Actually, I still want to watch Mr. Qin Wen write history, "Three Kingdoms" is too enthusiastic. "

"You're not looking at history, you're reading popular fiction, and the word of history is "Huanyu". "

"Myths and stories should be popular novels, otherwise I can't even think of how to write them, so do I still have a research?"

“......"

Seeing the strange comments of netizens, Qin Wen nodded secretly.

Sure enough, everyone still wanted him to write some popular novels.

It's not that academic monographs are bad, it's that everyone is not engaged in research.

A lot of people read just for pleasure.

It would be even better if you could still learn knowledge after reading 533 courses.

"But "Journey to the West" may not be easy to read......"

Qin Wen planned to write the original, not in the vernacular.

Because if you change it to the vernacular, then the literary quality of the whole book will go down like crazy.

It's just that it makes it harder to read.

Half-written words will indeed dissuade some people.

But it doesn't matter.

The excellence of "Journey to the West" is there, no one will question it, and that's enough.

Qin Wen thought so, then packed up his things and walked out of the teacher's lounge.

There are no classes now.

It's exam week.

Qin Wen was once again allowed not to proctolate, so he could say that he was already on vacation.

Back home, Qin Wen was not in a hurry to start writing, he planned to go to Haishi.

He plans to go to see the International Music Exchange.

This was the first time that the violin concerto of "Liang Zhu" appeared in front of the audience, and he wanted to see it for himself.

......

Haishi.

A hotel. Chen Yening and several members of the orchestra stayed in a relatively large room and chatted.

"The day after tomorrow is the day when the music exchange meeting officially starts, everyone is not nervous, right?" asked Chen Yening.

"Commander, what you said, we have never been nervous about performing all over the country, how can it be this time. "

Chen Yening said: "This time is different, the international music exchange meeting, although it is said to be an exchange meeting, but in fact, it is ......"

But it's actually a game.

Although on the surface, there will be no rankings for this music exchange, but it will award the Yinhua Award.

It will only be awarded to two orchestras.

Originally, it was awarded to one orchestra, but it was changed slightly.

Because there are more and more orchestras participating in the music exchange, it is not appropriate to award only one orchestra.

But the organizers are very strange, they just don't want to give away three awards.

Maybe they think that if there are three awards, so that the first, second and third places are divided, this is a competition.

In short, their brain circuits are strange.

"Captain, don't worry, we have also participated in large-scale competitions, although many of our opponents this time are foreign orchestras, but we don't hate them. "

"yes, don't we have a new work this time? "

"Hehe, I believe that "Liang Zhu" is a killer feature!"

"We've played it so many times, and we still think 'Liang Zhu' is very good, let alone those who listen to this piece for the first time. "

"Commander, we want to take the first place, the group is full of confidence now, and I haven't seen anyone panic. "

“......"

Seeing their confident appearance, Chen Yening squeezed out some smiles and said, "That's good, that's good, let those people see what a real national symphony is!"

Temporarily changing the repertoire played, Chen Yening was under a lot of pressure.

Fortunately, his members can understand him, and they all like "Liang Zhu" very much, so he is relieved.

......

Two days later.

Afternoon. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Qin Wen stood in front of a large auditorium.

This is where the music exchange takes place.

The time is an afternoon and an evening, with an hour's break in between.

Qin Wen followed the crowd and walked in, found his seat and sat down.

After a little look, I found that there were still a lot of people who came to see this music exchange. []

It was so full that thousands of seats could be filled.

At this time, as soon as he sat down, the auditorium was still a little noisy, and Qin Wen closed his eyes to recuperate.

About fifteen minutes later.

"Ding—"

A crisp sound was heard.

The auditorium gradually fell silent.

A host walked up to the stage, briefly talked about the opening remarks and the performance process of the music exchange meeting, and then stepped back.

Didn't say anything exciting, didn't say some advertising slogans or anything.

Crisp and clean.

The audience sitting in the audience was also in high spirits.

Obviously, this is the first orchestra to play.

Qin Wen also looked over and saw dozens of people walking onto the stage with their own musical instruments, and some heavier instruments were carried or pushed onto the stage by the staff.

After a few minutes of busy work, it's finally time to begin.

The auditorium was silent.

The conductor stood on a small platform with his back to the audience, and waved his baton violently.

"Gotta—"

It's the sound of a violin.

The violin plays solo for a few seconds, and the sound echoes in the auditorium, sounding so elegant.

Then there are various instruments entering the ensemble, in an orderly manner and with a clear tone.

Qin Wen couldn't help but nodded.

It is worthy of being the first domestic orchestra to take the stage, and it is indeed very good at two brushes.

After more than 20 minutes, the orchestra performance ended.

There was a round of applause from the audience.

Everyone in the orchestra bowed and walked out.

The following afternoon, for nearly four hours, almost eight different orchestras took the stage.

Each one brings something different to the listener and has its own characteristics.

It can be said that they are all professional-level performances.

Qin Wen didn't see the orchestra of the Jiang Conservatory of Music on stage, but he was not in a hurry.

He has a lot of faith in them.

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