He finally realized what other people’s mentality is when he always tells the truth.
I didn’t expect this gentleman to be as honest as himself at such an old age …
But what Master Qin said just now seems to be more like teasing him. After teasing, he got up seriously and asked, "Do you know what I am looking for you this time?"
"I don’t know" Wu Liang honestly shook his head.
"Well," Master Qin asked, "there’s one thing I’ve always wanted to ask you. Are you always writing songs so fast?"
"Ah?" Wu Liangleng for a while.
He didn’t expect master Qin to look solemnly, but it was such a question to ask.
Can I write songs fast?
It seems to be quite fast, because I didn’t write most of those songs myself, okay?
But how dare he say it directly? So he replied with a good laugh, "It seems … right?"
"How did you do that?" Master Qin’s eyes reveal a curious light, like a child who is asking hundreds of children.
"This ….." Wu Liang brain a piece of white almost bit his finger.
He has always been most proud of his inability to write songs as soon as possible because of his brain system, and he can "accurately" write appropriate songs according to the situation.
Everyone else took this as his trademark, but no one really asked him such a question face to face.
"What can you do?"
What can he say? Does he have a system full of songs in his head?
As a result, I was suddenly asked by master Qin about Wu Liang, and some of them couldn’t answer.
Well, his expression fell into the eyes of Master Qin, who seemed to have made a brain supplement and then asked, "Is it talent or accumulation?"
"It’s a gift," Wu Liang replied quickly.
He dare not say how old he is by accumulating himself. Where did he get the accumulation?
"What a genius!" Master Qin sighed and said, "Looking at the history, it is said that Cao Zhi’s seven-step poem is a poet’s talent. I didn’t expect that there was another talented young singer today. You are blessed!"
Wu Liang once again said modestly, "This level of the younger generation is nothing. How dare you compare with Cao Jian?"
"Haha, do you also know how to fight?" Master Qin smiled heartily. "Xie Lingyun said that there is a stone for talent in heaven, and Cao Jian has a bucket for himself. In my opinion, if there is a stone for talent in music nowadays, it should be that you have a bucket for others."
This sentence can frighten Wu Liang and shake his head quickly. "Dare you dare to be a junior and learn a little?"
Master Qin laughed. "You’re not modest. In terms of your performance this year, you’re only fighting hard. That’s all light. Now your songs are unique in the whole Chinese music scene!"
Wu Liang’s face turned red, ashamed and proud.
Master Qin went on to say, "It is Cao Jian who is brilliant but ill-fated. You can’t learn from his talent but martial arts. That is the biggest wave of talent for you!"
Wu Liang blinked and asked, "The younger generation also wants to achieve something, but now the music scene is declining, and the younger generation doesn’t know how to start."
"Well," Master Qin nodded and said, "Jin Liancheng has told you about some of them, right?"
Hearing this, Wu Liangxin immediately got up and replied, "Did the old gentleman say that he meant the music league?"
"Yes" Qin master nodded again.
"The younger generation is very interested." When talking about the music league, Wu Liang immediately felt that he had found a topic. "The younger generation discussed with my teacher, Mr. Wu Zhihua, and he also felt that the fact of organizing the music league was of great help to the whole music world. He supported it very much. Mr. Qin Lao heard that this idea was your idea?"
"Sort of," Master Qin said. "When I was young, the Chinese music scene was in its infancy. At that time, everyone was not allowed to sing his songs in the country. When I had nothing else to do, I joined the army song and dance troupe. I didn’t know this writing, but I wrote it for most of my life until I was old, only to find that our music scene was back to its original appearance. It was not that the country stopped singing, but no one wanted to sing. It was not as good as others to show a face to make money by singing an album."
"So I’ve always wondered if there is any way to make singers earn money and get those who like singing back? After thinking about it, I thought that I usually like to watch basketball, but there is league music. Why can’t there be a league? If we can have a basketball league, can singers and songwriters earn money and support their families in a music league? So I came up with this idea in my mind and discussed it with someone. "
"So you found the King of Jin?" Wu Liang cleverly answered his words.
"Ha ha is" Master Qin laughed. "Although Jin Liancheng is known as the four kings of the port city, he is a real person, and among the four kings, he is the one who is the most focused on singing. I told him this idea by chance, and then he became interested in this matter like you."
"But it’s too difficult to make a league," Wu Liang said with emotion.
"That’s right," Master Qin agreed. "I have had this idea for a long time, but I haven’t succeeded in these years. Do you know anything?"
"What?" Wu Liang asked curiously.
"For the benefit," Qin said with a sigh, "holding a music league is a costly and long-term event, but the benefits are uncertain. I have contacted many music companies in private and have found friends in the circle, but they all agree that it can’t be done without a suitable leader."
"They said that the leader is …" Wu Liang asked.
"The state" Qin said, "They all think that this kind of thing can only be done if the state comes forward, otherwise it will be held by private people, so they don’t believe it, and no one has such prestige."
"Not even Mr. Qin?" Wu Liang couldn’t help losing his way.
"If I were ten years younger, I might be ok," Master Qin said with a wry smile. "But look at me now. Can I still bear such a heavy burden?"
Wu Liang, look at his pale face with a hint of bleak ruddy, which is particularly strange.
Even a man who doesn’t know medical skills can see that his master is in a terrible situation, even if his time is coming.
But Master Qin didn’t pay more attention to his own body. He quickly went on to say to Wu Liang, "Actually, there is nothing that makes it impossible for a large-scale event to leave the state supervision because of this. I don’t agree that all the power can’t be put into the hands of the state. We must have a department of our own to master the words, otherwise I am worried that the music league will probably become a football league with black whistle and amateur hands. Our music scene can’t stand such a toss anymore."
"Old man, what you said makes sense!" Wu Liang agreed to nod.
It’s really a tragedy to think about the national football team. For a long time, none of the leaders of the national football team have been seriously trained in playing football. They have almost retired and even played table tennis to manage the national football team.
Can playing table tennis have something in common with playing football?
No wonder the national football team got weaker and weaker, but it was still ranked in the top 60 in the world before, and now it has almost dropped to 100.
The music league is more easily destroyed than the football league because its judgment standard is not as clear as that of football.
It’s clear whether you scored a goal in the football match. No one can say 2345 if one side wins.
But what about the music competition?
Who sings better is a particularly subjective thing. Even if there are two judges, there may be two opinions.
It is particularly easy to do black-box exercises in this kind of competition.
It is simply impossible for Chinese people to urinate in such a game without shady activities.
At this time, it is particularly important to judge the state institutions. They are the last guardians and the most powerful controllers to maintain fair order.
If they collapse like the Football Association, Wu Liang can hardly imagine what this music league will become even if it is organized.