"Remember this: good music can transcend time, and this piece is a divine piece that crosses the aesthetic chasm of different eras!"
"It has the potential to become a timeless classic!"
Christie has her own reasons for saying this.
It is appreciated by both the refined and the common people, which means it has a high degree of popularity.
A beautiful melody indicates high acceptance.
In addition, it's simple and easy to learn, so in her opinion, this piece of music is likely to be remembered for generations!
Zhao Wanwan really wanted to publish Christie's remarks in Xiazhou, but due to the Cultural Wall, she couldn't access Weibo unless she returned to Xiazhou.
But that doesn't mean she's willing to give up, especially after learning that a group of self-proclaimed senior classical musicians were spouting nonsense online. Outraged, she directly expressed some of the views Christie had mentioned.
These remarks have garnered praise from many pianists, and many people are also calling for the release of the complete sheet music.
Lin Rui probably didn't expect that he simply wanted to please the audience with this "Canon Variations" and didn't intend to show off the compositional techniques behind the piece. But somehow, in the future, this piece will become a huge hit in the art world!
Out of respect, Lin Rui, who could have clocked out and left, stayed on site.
He didn't leave the Xiazhou Arts Association with the others until the Spring Festival Gala came to a successful conclusion, and then he jumped into a van.
"I'm sorry you couldn't have your New Year's Eve dinner."
Lin Rui looked at Chen Bin.
"It's okay, I'm used to it."
Chen Bin smiled, a rare occurrence for him: "Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year."
It was nearly 2 a.m. when we returned to Guanhu Villa.
To Lin Rui's surprise, both villas had their lights on. As soon as he entered, he saw a small figure rushing towards him.
"uncle…"
Coco looked a little tired. Lin Rui was initially surprised and seemed not to understand why a four-year-old child would stay up so late.
But he soon understood.
A look of doting affection appeared on his face as he gently patted Coco's little head: "How about Uncle takes you to set off fireworks?"
"Okay, but Mom said fireworks aren't allowed here."
"It's alright, no one can stop Coco from watching the fireworks today."
Lin Rui glanced at Chen Bin, who had parked his car. The latter understood, took two bundles of fireworks from the car, and then swaggered toward the security office.
Whoosh!
Splash!
Watching the colorful fireworks soar into the sky, Coco clapped her hands happily. Although the fireworks didn't last long, they weren't short either, but no security guards appeared to stop them.
As for the surrounding residents, they were initially resentful because of the noise, but when they saw Lin Rui's face, all their resentment disappeared immediately.
Life is fleeting!
Fusheng lives here too!
Having just witnessed Lin Rui's two performances on the Spring Festival Gala, some young men and women, after getting Lin Rui's autograph, immediately brought fireworks from inside the house to add to the festivities.
This scene was also captured by some rich kids and posted on their social media to show off.
Suddenly, a large number of night owls came out, either liking or leaving comments, making it quite lively in the middle of the night.
For the next two days, Lin Rui spent the holiday with his family, and Chen Bin also made a rare trip back to his hometown.
"Son, we're planning to go back home for a few days."
At the dinner table, Dong Juan suddenly spoke up.
Lin Rui was initially surprised, but quickly realized something and nodded, saying, "I'll go back with you."
At this moment, Lin Rui thought of Xiao Gang, who had died in the firefighting operation; he was his benefactor.
At the same time, he also thought of Yingying, the girl who had been given a death sentence by the doctor, sitting by his bedside.
He should go back.
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