Zhu Tianfeng laughed and said, "Beauty, you think too highly of me. My voice is not recognizable, and my singing skills are not that good. I can't sing out the mood of the songs. If I really sing the songs I composed, it will only bury those songs of mine.

After all, there are only a few predecessors who can write and sing, such as Huang Bo, Jay Chou, Godfather Luo, Xiao Ge, Wu Bai, Dao Lang, etc. In order not to bury your hard work, it is the best choice to give the songs to the right people to sing. "

Xu Xueling nodded in agreement and said, "To be honest, I really admire you music creators who can manipulate people's emotions through songs."

Zhu Tianfeng laughed and said: "That is not manipulating people's emotions. It's just that we, the creators, use songs as a medium to create spiritual resonance with our fans."

Xu Xueling said: "This spiritual resonance is really powerful. For example, some people are heartbroken, and then they hear a sad song that touches their soul, and they can't help but shed tears.

For example, some wedding songs give people a faint sense of happiness when they listen to them.

There are also some DJ dance music in the bar, which makes people want to dance to the rhythm.

There are even some banned songs that are said to make people more likely to have suicidal thoughts after listening to them, which is simply incredible.”

Zhu Tianfeng said: "This is the magic of music."

The two of them chatted about music enthusiastically until the waiter started serving the food, then they stopped.

After the food had finished its five flavors, Xu Xueling wiped her mouth with a tissue and asked, "Brother Feng, do you have an idol as a composer?"

Zhu Tianfeng swallowed the food in his mouth and nodded, "Of course, why don't you guess who my idol is?"

Xu Xueling said: "This is too difficult to guess, you have to give me a range."

Zhu Tianfeng smiled and said, "He is a senior in our composing field."

Xu Xueling said a little embarrassedly: "Although I like music, I didn't pay much attention to songwriters before. I don't know many composers. This is a bit hard to guess!"

Zhu Tianfeng smiled and said, "Then I'll give you another hint. You definitely know him."

Xu Xueling went over all the composers she knew in her mind, but finally shook her head helplessly and said, "I still can't guess it. Can you give me some more hints?"

Zhu Tianfeng drank a mouthful of soup and further reminded: "He is no longer alive!"

Xu Xueling blurted out, "Is your idol Huang Bo?"

Zhu Tianfeng shook his head and said, "Uncle Huang is indeed a senior composer whom I like very much. He has created many classic songs in his life. Among them, "Glorious Years", "Boundless Oceans and Skies", "Goodbye Ideals" and "I Like You" are my favorites, but he is not my idol."

Xu Xueling thought so hard that her head was about to explode, but she still couldn't think of a second choice. She could only smile bitterly and said, "I really can't think of a second choice. Tell me who your idol is?"

Zhu Tianfeng didn't mean to keep her in suspense and directly announced the answer: "My idol is the creator of our national anthem. You should know his name, right?"

Xu Xueling suddenly realized: "It turned out to be Boss Nie!!!"

Zhu Tianfeng said: "Most Chinese people know that the composer of the national anthem is Mr. Nie, but I guess many Chinese people don't know that Mr. Nie created such a timeless classic as the national anthem when he was only 23 years old."

Xu Xueling was stunned when she heard this, and said in disbelief: "No way? When Boss Nie composed the national anthem, he was only 23 years old?"

Every Chinese person is very familiar with the national anthem, but as Zhu Tianfeng said, she knew that the composer of the national anthem was Mr. Nie, but she knew nothing about Mr. Nie's life.

So, she really didn't know that the national anthem was composed by Mr. Nie when he was 23 years old.

At the age of 23, this age is just a college student who has just graduated from the campus. However, at this age, Brother Nie has already created a timeless classic like the national anthem. No wonder Zhu Tianfeng regards Brother Nie as an idol. Even she couldn't help but admire him when she heard about such an achievement.

This is really awesome!!!

Zhu Tianfeng said with emotion: "Yes, when Mr. Nie composed the national anthem, he was only 23 years old. It's a pity that such a talented composer died young in the same year he composed the national anthem. Otherwise, who knows how many classic works would have been created!"

Hearing this, Xu Xueling was also filled with regret and asked, "Brother Feng, why did Boss Nie die at such a young age?"

Zhu Tianfeng said with a complicated expression: "There are many different opinions about the cause of Nie's death. Before Nie composed the national anthem, he had already begun to compose a large number of inspiring songs.

For example, "Song of the Dock Workers", "Song of the Road", "New Woman" and so on.

These songs powerfully inspired people to rebel against the cage-like reality of life, thus changing people's attitude towards the pursuit of a new life at that time.

The sudden appearance of "March of the Volunteers" immediately attracted huge social repercussions.

At that time, the September 18th Incident had just happened, and the pain of the country's destruction and the death of people was still lingering in the hearts of the Chinese people. After hearing this song, a large number of young people stood up. They were in high spirits, not afraid of death, and vowed to fight against the invaders and protect the country.

From this, we can imagine how great the influence of Boss Nie was at that time, and he became the target that some people wanted to eliminate.

Out of protection for Mr. Nie, the organization at that time formulated an "asylum" plan for him: go from China to Japan, and then to Europe and the Soviet Union, so that he could study music creation more deeply.

Therefore, Nie arrived in Japan on April 18, 1935, for a brief stay and investigation.

But what no one expected was that on July 17 of the same year, Japanese media reported that Mr. Nie had unfortunately drowned.

Xu Xueling frowned and said, "Brother Feng, you just said that there are many different opinions about the cause of death of Boss Nie. Drowning is only one of the theories. What about the other theories?"

Zhu Tianfeng said: "In addition to drowning, another theory is that Boss Nie was murdered. According to some data, after Boss Nie drowned, his body was obviously bruised, purple and black, and there was bleeding from all seven orifices, which is absolutely inconsistent with the characteristics of drowning.

Whether his death was an accident or man-made, there was no convincing explanation at the time. Now that 80 or 90 years have passed, it is basically impossible to find out the truth of that year. "

Xu Xueling sighed and said, "Without these ancestors who sacrificed their lives for the country, we wouldn't have the happy life we ​​have today. I was superficial before. From now on, Big Brother Nie is also my idol!"

Zhu Tianfeng said with admiration: "Brother Nie's musical talent is really amazing. In addition to the national anthem he composed when he was 23, he also composed a song that everyone knows when he was 21. Do you know what that song is?"

Xu Xueling shook her head and said, "I didn't know much about Boss Nie before. I wonder if he has composed any songs that are well-known to the public besides the famous national anthem?"

Zhu Tianfeng started singing directly: "La la la! La la la! I am a small newspaper seller. I don't wait for the dawn to deliver the newspaper. I walk and shout. Today's news is really good. I can buy two newspapers for seven copper coins."

Xu Xueling was more and more surprised as she listened. When Zhu Tianfeng finished singing this part, she widened her eyes and said, "Oh my God, this song "Newspaper Seller's Song" is indeed known to everyone. It turned out that this was created by Big Brother Nie when he was 21 years old?"

Zhu Tianfeng nodded and said, "This song was widely sung as soon as it came out, and later became an immortal legend in the history of Chinese music. If Big Brother Nie could live another ten or eight years, I don't know how many classics like this he would have created. It's such a pity!"

Xu Xueling also praised him highly: "I'm convinced. You are worthy of being called Boss Nie!"

Zhu Tianfeng smiled and said, "There is a very interesting detail here. The lyricist of the national anthem and the lyricist of "Newspaper Seller's Song" later became husband and wife. Don't you think this is fate?"

"It's fate, tell me about it!"

“This has to start with the lyricist of the national anthem…”

While Zhu Tianfeng and Xu Xueling were having a very pleasant chat, Jiang Feng had already arrived at the villa where Wang Wenjie and Xiao Min lived, carrying gifts.

Seeing Xiao Min's rosy face, Jiang Feng immediately praised her: "Sister-in-law, you look so good, and your figure is even better than when you were a girl. Our President Wang is really lucky!"

Xiao Min smiled and said, "Master Wang, you are exaggerating!"

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "This is really not an exaggeration. Sister-in-law, you were too thin before. I don't deny that it looks better on camera, but you really look too thin in real life. You are just right like this now. If you don't believe me, ask your boss Wang to see if I am right."

Wang Wenjie chuckled and said, "Master Jiang is right. This body shape is perfect now. Don't think about losing weight anymore. Just keep your current body shape."

Xiao Min said with a smile: "Originally I was thinking about losing weight, but since Master Jiang thinks this is just right, then I won't lose weight and will just maintain this weight!"

As they were talking, Wang Wenjie and Xiao Min had already led Jiang Feng into the dining room.

The dining table in the dining room is filled with delicious food.

Jiang Feng washed his hands and sat down, saying, "This is obviously a feast carefully prepared by a Cantonese chef. It looks like I'm in for a treat tonight!"

Xiao Min served Jiang Feng a bowl of soup and said with a smile, "Old Li's cooking skills are pretty good. The honey-glazed barbecued pork and Hakka stuffed tofu are his specialties. Why don't you try them and see how they taste?"

Jiang Feng took the soup and said, "Well, I have to taste it."

Wang Wenjie opened a bottle of collectible red wine and asked as he sobered up, "Master Jiang, are you here in Guangzhou to act as a matchmaker for clients again?"

Jiang Feng nodded and said, "Indeed, I am here to act as a matchmaker for clients. This time, I received two clients from Zhonghai. They were originally a couple, and after their divorce, they came together to ask me to act as a matchmaker. This is considered rare!"

Xiao Min was surprised and said, "Divorced couples go together to ask for a matchmaker? This is really cool!"

Wang Wenjie was also surprised and said, "It is said that couples can't be friends after divorce, but this divorced couple has a good relationship!"

Jiang Feng smiled and explained, "The two of them had a loveless business marriage. After marriage, they still went their separate ways. It has been like this for several years. The purpose of their marriage had been achieved, and divorce would not have any impact, so they chose to divorce and plan to find their own happiness again. That's why they came together to ask me to be their matchmaker."

"I see!"

"Master Jiang, let's eat and talk at the same time!"

“…”

As the saying goes, a thousand cups of wine are never enough when you are with a good friend. Wang Wenjie and his wife are also old friends of Jiang Feng. They really had endless things to talk about, and before they knew it, the meal lasted until after eleven o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Feng originally planned to go out and get a room, but was kept by Wang Wenjie and his wife.

That night, Wang Wenjie and his wife chatted with Jiang Feng until after one in the morning before they went back to their rooms to rest.

…

“Born in Suzhou, dressed in Hangzhou, eaten in Guangzhou, and died in Liuzhou.”

After the opening of Shanghai to five ports in the Qing Dynasty, Guangdong people flocked to Shanghai to work in trade-related jobs. In a short period of time, the number of Guangdong people living in Shanghai soared to 400,000 to 500,000. Cantonese restaurants were opened in large numbers, gradually conquering Shanghai people and other immigrants, especially a group of literati.

As writers wrote about it in the highly developed commercial media, the reputation of "Guangzhou is the best place to eat" began to spread.

In Guangzhou's dietary structure, drinking morning tea is an extremely important part.

Zhu Tianfeng had a very pleasant chat with Xu Xueling last night. After sending her back to the hotel, he made an appointment with her to have morning tea together today.

Early in the morning, Zhu Tianfeng got up, washed his hair and took a shower, changed into fresh clothes, and then drove to the hotel to pick up Xu Xueling.

In fact, the five-star hotel where Xu Xueling stayed also provided morning tea, and it tasted good, but Zhu Tianfeng was a native of Guangzhou, so he knew which morning tea was the best. In order to let Xu Xueling have the most authentic Guangzhou morning tea, he was not afraid to spend an extra hour or so.

At 8:36 in the morning, Zhu Tianfeng and Xu Xueling arrived at their destination.

Arriving here, Zhu Tianfeng introduced: "Xueling, this shop opened during the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty, and it has a history of more than 130 years. It mainly sells snacks, moon cakes, and dishes. It has always been a leader among teahouses."

Xu Xueling glanced at the bustling morning tea shop and said expectantly, "A century-old shop with such great popularity must have its own unique features. It looks like I'm going to have a feast today!"

Zhu Tianfeng smiled and said, "I don't think you will be disappointed."

As they were talking, the two had already walked in. This century-old shop was full of antique charm inside and out, and it still maintained the appearance of a teahouse from a hundred years ago, giving people a feeling of traveling through time.

The two of them found an empty table and sat down. When the waiter came to greet them, Zhu Tianfeng skillfully began to order the store's signature snacks.

As a result, Zhu Tianfeng had just announced a few of the signature snacks when a very familiar voice came from behind him: "Fengzi!"

Zhu Tianfeng turned around and shouted awkwardly, "Dad, Mom!"