Training the Heavens

Chapter 115 Who still chases girls when they are already cheating?
"Let's go in."

"Which floor is your house on?"

"Which floor? This is all mine."

Chen Hong was completely stunned. Her family conditions were already very good. They lived in a two-bedroom, one-living-room house in a small county town, while many of her classmates had to live in one room with their entire families. Every time she brought her classmates to her home to play, she would always feel proud of their surprise and envy.

Now that she saw Gao Jialin's house, her long-held pride was shattered. The entire building belonged to someone else.

When she went inside, she found that the living room was bigger than her entire house, not to mention the difference in decoration. There was no decoration at all in her house. She just put some white lime on the walls and placed the furniture wherever it could fit.

It was nothing like other people's houses. She felt comfortable as soon as she walked in. All kinds of furniture looked so high-end and beautiful that she even didn't know where to put her feet.

"Please sit down. I'll get you something to drink. Do you like tea or drinks?" Gao Jialin asked, pointing to the sofa.

"I'm not thirsty." Chen Hong sat on the sofa tremblingly and almost fell down. The sofa in her home was not so soft and elastic.

"Just juice!" Gao Jialin took out a bottle of juice with English letters printed on it and handed it over a block of Guangming milk. "It's a bit hot today. Eat a block of milk to cool down. I'll go find some records."

Chen Hong looked at the English letters on it and didn't dare to open it. Fortunately, after a while, melodious music sounded in the living room, and her heartbeat slowly slowed down.

"This is a waltz, originally from the Old German word 'Walzl,' meaning 'roll,' 'spin,' or 'slide.' Farmers in Bavaria, Germany, and Vienna, Austria, loved dancing to this tune. Later, with the influence of the Industrial Revolution, this waltz, with its relaxed and natural movements and elegant and free-spirited demeanor, became a way for Europeans to enjoy themselves."

Gao Jialin sat on the sofa next to Chen Hong and explained to her in a gentle tone, with the pitch just right so that Chen Hong would not be disturbed by the music but still hear clearly. "This waltz has a relatively long overture, and it has the characteristics of deep elegance, sweetness and tranquility, as well as the characteristics of a march."

As the record played, Gao Jialin narrated, "The progression of the overture brings the musical atmosphere to a climax before the waltz even begins, setting the stage for the waltz to unfold beautifully. This gives the entire waltz a rigorous and unified quality. The gorgeous, dazzling, and exhilarating melody, with a touch of exotic allure, and the melancholic variations reveal a beautiful woman and her burning longing."

"The beautiful melody allows us to see the sweetness of love, the longing for separation, the deep sorrow, and the intense happiness and beauty of reunion. These ever-changing emotions are clearly conveyed to everyone's heart."

After the song ended, Chen Hong couldn't help but open a glass of juice to moisten her throat before saying, "Now I finally understand what's going on with Zhou Xiaobai's mood changes."

Beautiful music, a handsome young man explaining in poetic language, how many young girls could resist such temptation? Not to mention Zhou Xiaobai, even she herself was addicted to it.

Gao Jialin stood up and temporarily stopped the playback, then said, "I don't know if your teacher has told you that in the West, acting is mainly divided into three schools: experiential, method and expressionist. The experiential school requires that 'actors should think what the characters think on stage, try to get into the characters, and then express the characters' emotions. What you are learning now is the acting skills of the experiential school." "I have been told a little bit about it. I was a little confused when the teacher told me that. Now you play music for me, which allows me to feel Zhou Xiaobai's psychological changes, and I finally understand it." Chen Hong looked up and made eye contact with Gao Jialin, and her heart began to beat wildly again.

"The look and expression you had just now were spot on. When you're rehearsing tomorrow, if you think back to these emotions, you should be able to act well," Gao Jialin encouraged.

Chen Hong took another sip from the juice bottle. Gao Jialin noticed that she was a little nervous, but he didn't directly tell her to relax, as that would often make the other person even more nervous. Instead, he joked, "Listening to this song, I should have poured you some red wine, but you're still young, so just drink the juice first."

"I'm in college now, how can I be small?" Chen Hong retorted subconsciously. For some reason, she was very disgusted with the word "small".

"I saw your information during the audition. You won't be eighteen until the end of the year, right? Aren't you still young?" Gao Jialin teased again.

"You haven't seen anyone who is much older than me, have you?" Chen Hong said unconvincedly, and felt a little regretful after she said it. Oh no, Teacher Gao won't be angry, right?

Fortunately, Gao Jialin was not angry. "Indeed, I am only two years older than you, so you don't have to call me yours all the time. Just call me by my name or just call me you."

Chen Hong couldn't help but feel secretly happy, and she relaxed a lot. At this time, Gao Jialin took off the Strauss and replaced it with Tchaikovsky's "June Barcarolle". He adjusted the record needle to the right position, and the music sounded again.

Gao Jialin also began his own explanation, "The barcarolle originally referred to the songs of the gondoliers in Venice, Italy. Its characteristics are long, beautiful and lyrical tones."

"'The June Barcarolle' is part of Tchaikovsky's 'The Four Seasons' cycle. 'The Four Seasons' has a total of twelve songs, corresponding exactly to the twelve months of the year. 'The Barcarolle' is the sixth one. Like 'January by the Fireside' and 'Autumn Song in October', it is a purely lyrical piece. If you are interested, you can listen to the other songs together later." Gao Jialin left a check mark.

After explaining the background of the music, Gao Jialin began to explain the artistic conception of the music. He did not repeat Zhong Yuemin's commentary in the novel, but described it again in his own words. Chen Hong admired him even more and thought that Gao Jialin really knew how to appreciate music and had elegant taste and cultivation.

"You know so much." After the song ended, the admiration in Chen Hong's eyes could no longer be melted.

She had habitually said "you", but just as she was about to say it, she remembered Gao Jialin's reminder and changed it. This change in address made her feel that the relationship between the two seemed closer.

"In order to write the novel, I collected a lot of information, so I know a little more. In fact, I was just copying. My understanding of music is not that profound." Gao Jialin said honestly.

"I don't think so. What you said is much better than what our school's music teacher said." Chen Hong had a better impression of him. In front of her, other young people only knew three points but wanted to pretend to know ten points. Teacher Gao knew so much and was so humble. He was much better than them.

Gao Jialin clearly felt that Chen Hong's attitude towards him was very different from what it was just now at the Shanghai Film Studio. So who would still chase girls when you have the upper hand? Isn't this better than chasing girls?
(End of this chapter)