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Chapter 107 The morning farce

"I always have to wait until I go to bed to know that I only did a little homework. I always have to wait until after the exam to know that I didn't read the books I should read. Time is worth every inch. The teacher said that money cannot buy time..."

After Du Qiu finished running 10,000 meters as usual, he turned off the treadmill, picked up the towel hanging next to him, and said to Du Chunhua, who was sitting in front of the piano and playing "Childhood" while humming: "Sister, can you finish playing it at once? Just a few words were tossed and turned, and after playing for one morning, my ears were called into pieces."

"I'm practicing!"

"Then you should practice a few more words!"

"I only learned piano with Jinyan for a few days. It would be great to be able to play these sentences." Du Chunhua said while flipping through the piano score: "These sentences were learned from the stolen master of the Pujiang Symphony Orchestra last night. I can still remember to practice them now. Go away, don't bother me."

The concert started at 8 o'clock last night and ended at 9:35 o'clock. The 20 minutes of the intermission were removed. The performance was only a little over an hour, but it achieved unexpected success. It was silent when playing, and applause was thunderous when the curtain fell. The atmosphere was maintained very well, which not only greatly improved the image of Snapdragon, but also improved the outside world's understanding of Yuncheng.

The Pujiang Symphony Orchestra was established in 1879 and is one of the oldest orchestras in China and even East Asia. If it weren't for Yang Fan's use of Mr. Jiang's relationship and Du Qiu's willingness to give money, it would be impossible for him to sign a performance contract with them less than 10 days before the opening of the Internet Conference.

Yuncheng's economy is not developed enough and has little cultural heritage. Even since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there has never been a record of holding classical concerts. Therefore, when the Pujiang Symphony Orchestra came, they did not expect anything from this performance, and they just wanted to leave quickly after completing the task.

The result was completely opposite to what was expected. Because the preparations were done well and the audience performed very professionally, the team leader and the conductor were deeply surprised and respected. So they returned to the stage to play a song "Childhood" prepared for recording the record. This was changed from Luo Dayou's classic song. Almost everyone can sing it, which was very down-to-earth, which made the audience who listened to classical music all night feast and eyes wide open.

In the 1990s, the domestic economy was not developed enough, and there was no Internet. Ordinary people's entertainment life was relatively poor, and there were few channels for receiving information. Many people only listened to symphony for the first time last night, and it was the first time they knew that symphony could be integrated with pop music. Naturally, it was a great shock and left a deep impression. Du Chunhua was one of them. After the concert last night, he muttered to cultivate Lin Jinyan into a world-class pianist on the way back.

After taking a shower, Du Qiu found that Jiang Danfeng had come over. He moved a stool and sat by the piano to study how to play "Childhood" with Du Chunhua. Dai Yi, who came with him, was a little restrained and sat on the sofa in the living room and chatted with Du Cunzhi.

"Mr. Du, sorry, I'm disturbed."

"You're welcome, just sit there."

Du Qiu greeted Dai Yi, then picked up the apron hanging by the kitchen door and prepared to make breakfast, but Du Cunzhi said, "Xiaoqiu, I'll cook, you translate the Japanese song you wrote."

"Oh yes! I almost forgot if Uncle Du doesn't mention it. Du Qiu, quickly translate it and sing it for me."

"The pronunciation in Japanese and Chinese is different. Even if you translate it, you can't sing it. You have to rewrite the lyrics."

"The Program of Action of Cruel Angels" is one of the most famous AG divine songs in the world. The original song record sold more than 1 million copies. There are more than a dozen languages, dozens of singers, and hundreds of different versions of covers. In 2015, the lyricist Okawa Mianko broke the news on TV that in the past 20 years, she received an average of 30 million yen per year. At its peak, it even exceeded 100 million yen, which shows how wide it is.

This song is also one of Du Qiu's favorite songs. The phone I brought over during the time travel has at least 10 versions stored in the mobile phone. Each version comes with a Chinese translation. Some versions are translated completely according to the literal meaning, which is difficult to pronounce. Some versions follow the principle of faith and elegance and are more literary. Du Qiu likes the second type of translation, but in order to conform to his identity as "not receiving formal education in China", he chose the first type of translation and deliberately made some sentences obscure.

However, even so, it is difficult to conceal the excellence of "The Action Program of Cruel Angels". Du Chunhua and Jiang Danfeng turned on the CD player and listened carefully to Yoko Takahashi's singing. They both thought that this was a good song with both lyrics and music, giving people a feeling of inspiration and excitement, which was more connotation than those popular Hong Kong and Taiwan songs that talk about love.

"Brother, what does your lyrics mean?"

"The animation industry in Japan is very developed. I used to read comic books. After reading it, I tend to think randomly. I make up some strange stories in my mind. When I was bored, I hummed and sang randomly, and finally formed this song." Du Qiu made up an excuse to explain the origin of the song, saying: "A while ago, in order to practice harmonica and learn some music theory knowledge, I organized it into a simple score and asked Aiko Komatsu to fax it to Hideaki Anno, which was fulfilling a wish, because he is my favorite cartoon director."

"Brother, you are really versatile. You can program, design, cook, write novels, and even hum a song!" After hearing this, Du Chunhua patted Du Qiu's shoulder with a proud expression and joked: "Tell me, what else in this world is there that you can't do in addition to having children?"

"Sister, you know what you mean. I don't know how to go for too much stuff. Don't expect me to help you with your work."

"I knew you were a lazy guy!"

Jiang Danfeng tried a few sentences according to the Chinese on the translation manuscript and found that it was completely inconsistent and could not sing it. So he made a mistake and said, "Du Qiu, sing it to us in Japanese."

"Isn't this a Japanese version of CD? Just listen to it directly. They are professional singers and sing better than me."

"How can you do the same? You are the original author and the male voice." Du Chunhua also thought it was a good idea and urged: "What are you shy about at home? Sing quickly."

Du Cunzhi walked out of the kitchen with a spatula and said with a smile: "Xiaoqiu, Danfeng asks you to sing, just sing a few words to her."

Du Qiu sang "The Action Program of Cruel Angels" at least a hundred times on KTV before traveling through time, but he had never sang it outside. Fortunately, after traveling through time, his self-confidence improved a lot and his personality became much cheerful. It would be okay to sing at home. So he picked up a rectangular building block that Lin Jinyan threw on the sofa, held it in his hand as a microphone, signaled Jiang Danfeng to play it again, and then sang with Yoko Takahashi.

"This is the cruel angel program, boy, let it become a myth..."

When Du Qiu was singing, Jiang Danfeng took the translation manuscript and chanted it softly to Du Cunzhi. When he heard "One day you will find that behind you, there are wings that are born to fly towards the endless future", he nodded slightly and said, "This sentence is good, people should have some ambition."

Unfortunately, the family concert was only halfway through, and it was interrupted by the phone ringing. It was Liu Yunlai who called and discussed the specific arrangements for the reporter's symposium in the morning. Seeing that they had no end to the talks, Jiang Danfeng followed Du Chunhua to the bedroom. While folding her clothes, he chatted: "Sister Chunhua, will Yin Caihong, Jinyan's piano teacher teach adults?"

"Why, do you want to learn piano, too?"

"Well, your brother is so outstanding. If I don't learn more, I will feel ashamed when I am with him." Jiang Danfeng curled his lips in a self-deprecating manner and said, "When I listened to the symphony last night, I felt that Du Qiu seemed to like the piano very much and listened very attentively."

"You are really becoming less and less confident. If he likes it, you have to learn it? Then if he likes farming, are you going to learn rice transplanting?" Du Chunhua gave her a blank look, then half-deprecating and half-satisfied, saying: "But that's right, I am really excellent. If I weren't his sister, I wouldn't be confident."

"That's it!"

"It's a good thing if you want to learn something, but don't learn piano. I type every day, my fingers are very flexible and my brain is good. I can remember the piano score after reading it for two or three times. Yin Caihong said that he could take the Amateur Level 10 Certificate as long as he concentrates on practicing for two or three weeks." Du Chunhua, a bystander, suggested, "You and I have the opposite personality and complement each other more, so we should not learn what he knows, but learn what he doesn't know, so that we can have confidence and freshness."

"Ah?" Jiang Danfeng frowned and grimaced with surprise and distress, and asked, "What can he not do if he is so capable?"

"You really treat me as an all-rounder?" Du Chunhua laughed silently and said, "He doesn't know much about it, such as singing. He just howled, which is far worse than the female singer in the CD."

Jiang Danfeng was afraid of waking up Lin Jinyan, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, covered his mouth and smiled: "It's not that howling ghosts are crying, but it's really not very good. He relies entirely on roaring and has no skills at all."

"Don't you like singing very much? You have a good voice. Why not learn vocal music? One sings and the other accompaniment. This is called a perfect match, a harmonious sound of the zither."

Jiang Danfeng was fascinated by the words. After a while, he said with a smile: "Sister Chunhua, we will have a rock concert tonight, which will be held in the stadium of Sanjiang University. It is not as serious and casual as last night. How about you tell me that I will go on stage and sing a song for Du Qiu to listen to?"

"Yes." Du Chunhua also became interested and said with an idea: "I have been practicing harmonica for more than a month and can play a lot of music. You can ask him to help you with your accompaniment."

"Forget it. If the two of them cooperate, they need to rehearse in advance, otherwise it will be easy to make mistakes. He is very busy today and can't take time to rehearse." Jiang Danfeng likes to be lively and said, "It's a pity that Du Qiu has been practicing for so long. I'll bring the harmonica on my way to the stage and encourage him to play solo for netizens in the evening. It just so happens to be a role model for Snapdragon employees, so that they can learn more and don't lie in front of the computer every day to play games."
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