【New Red Mansion】Perfect World

Episode 316: Being an artist requires artistic ethics and maintaining one's own identity

The fat man laughed along with everyone else, his face reddening. He then continued, "I was wondering why you are so stubborn when you are on stage, since you usually look quite smart. Just adjust your position and start again, and let them wait."

Feng Ziying was only much more obedient in front of the fat man, this is what is called one thing conquers another. He scratched his head embarrassedly: "It was not my first time on stage and I had no experience. I was afraid that the audience would wait and the brothers would be impatient!"

The fat man nodded and patted Feng Ziying's shoulder with satisfaction: "You are one of my proud disciples. I didn't want to accept you at first, but I did it for Boss Li's sake." He glanced at Lin Pin'er as he said this.

Lin Pin'er blushed instantly, picked up the yogurt and took a sip to cover up.

The fat man retracted his gaze and continued, "I always felt that your family was so well-off that you would have to go back and inherit the family business sooner or later. You were just learning this on a whim. I guess you would stop learning once your fingers got blisters from the drumsticks. I didn't expect you to stick with me for so long and get better and better. I heard that you participated in writing the lyrics for those previous songs? Not bad, kid!"

Feng Ziying felt embarrassed when the fat teacher praised her and started to act coy for a moment.

Gao Muxi looked at this and laughed: "Oh, I see there is no wine on the table. Why are you all blushing? Let me see if you have added wine to your yogurt in advance?" After saying that, he opened Feng Ziying's yogurt and put it under his nose to smell it.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the hot pot banquet became more lively, and the girls gradually became more talkative and talked about some interesting stage experiences they had in the past.

Seeing that everyone had spoken for a while, Teacher Da Jun was ready to speak. He stood up and bowed before slowly opening his mouth: "Let me tell you about my feelings! I started playing in a band when I was 17 years old. Now I am 35 years old, and I have been playing for 18 years. To be frank, I have been playing music for about the same age as you. In these years, I have only missed one performance. That time, my cell phone ran out of battery and was not charged, so I didn't hear the alarm. But at the last minute, I still found someone to replace me, so I didn't delay anyone.

So, regarding the incident between Chuanzi and Lei Chen this time, I think they should apologize to Moly, and even more so to the audience.

We are on the stage, and the audience is our bread and butter. What do you think we want? If it’s just for money, why don’t we do something else? Just like what the fat guy said, Master Feng can still inherit the family business! What do they want? What do we want?

Anyway, I don't know what you guys want. I just want to be happy and I like it. I like the feeling of singing on the stage. When I sing, I feel like I'm burning myself and I'm shining.

Or when I make music for others, what do I want? I want resonance, that is, what I want to express, I express it, and they understand me, then I am happy…”

"Teacher Da Jun said it very well. This is artistic ethics. If you decide to be an artist, you must have artistic ethics. You must also maintain your own identity during the process."

This conversation was extremely good, and there was a lot of resonance among everyone present. When they got excited, they couldn't help but raise their yogurt bottles to toast.

After dinner, everyone went back to their own rehearsal rooms. The news that no one would be eliminated from this performance seemed to have aroused everyone's fighting spirit.

Everyone wants to try out styles that they didn’t dare to try before because of the competition, and they are rehearsing more actively than before.

Fatty's band plans to sing a rock song with a nu-metal style for one song and a more relaxing reggae style for the other.

Feng Ziying and his friends booked a jazz song with Lin Pin'er, and another song composed by Gao Muxi, with lyrics written by Feng Ziying and Beibei, and they were going to sing a pop song.

Lin Pin'er and the other seven girls in the team gathered in the rehearsal room. They cleaned the floor, lay down head to head, and put their feet outwards in the shape of petals.

Lin Pin'er played soothing music on her mobile phone and led her friends into meditation. Su Miaoyu taught her that meditation can relieve anxiety and clear one's brain of thoughts, getting rid of useless ideas so that new ideas can come in.

“Please follow me into meditation, let your soul become lighter, and gradually break free from the shackles of your body. Your soul is floating, floating into a quiet garden.

It was late spring there, and the breeze was gentle, bringing warmth and comfort, but it also disturbed the tranquility of the tree branches. Beside Qinfang Gate, the peach blossoms were in full bloom, a magnificent scene.

Suddenly a breeze blew by, and the pink petals fluttered down like snowflakes, and soon they were all over the ground, as if the earth was covered with a thin layer of soft peach pink carpet.

Not far away, several weeping willows are graceful, their green branches swaying in the wind like silk ribbons. Newly sprouted buds between the slender willow leaves are bright yellow, full of vitality. When the wind blows, the willow branches sway, sweeping across the path from time to time, as if gently brushing away the dust of time.

The path twists and turns, leading to a lush bamboo forest. The tall green bamboos tower into the sky, with intertwined branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadows. The breeze blows again, the bamboo leaves rustle, and the sound of gurgling water in the distance is like a natural movement.

Below the Qinfang Sluice, the stream is gurgling, the water surface is sparkling, and the bottom is clear. The streamside is full of unknown small flowers, red, purple, and white, dotted and blooming wantonly, exuding a faint fragrance, attracting bees and butterflies to shuttle around, buzzing and chirping.

Just now, Yin Yue helped her light a stick of incense with a floral scent. When she talked about the unknown little flowers, she indeed smelled the fragrance of the flowers. It was like watching an artistic landscape film, and as if she were actually there. She lay lazily, slowly waiting for her soul to return.

Ten minutes later, several girls stretched their bodies and sat up with their arms propped up.

Lin Pin'er couldn't help but ask: "How do you feel? Do you feel that your body has become lighter and your mind has become clearer?"

"Moly, you are amazing. You really have magic!" Mo Yunshu said while stretching lazily. At first, she was disdainful of participating in any meditation activities, as she felt it was not good to be sociable in group activities. However, she did not expect that Lin Pin'er would directly take her on a soul journey.

Da Lulu smiled at Mo Yunshu: "Yunshu, everything you say is in rhyme. Do you want to write a rap for our song?"

"No problem. Just show me your words. I can finish them for you in an hour."

Nini opened her mouth wide and said enviously, "How amazing! You can write the lyrics in just one hour."

Mo Yunshu said proudly: "It's not a whole song. Usually it only takes me an hour to write a rap based on the main lyrics."

Lin Pin'er was happy watching their interaction. Mo Yunshu looked cool, but she was actually passionate inside. She was good at writing lyrics, especially rhyming.