Have you ever been a celebrity? Why are you writing about entertainment?

"Old Li, go watch Yu Wei's self-made Spring Festival Gala, it has something for you."

Amidst the enchanting music, Ye Shengyu decisively recommended this piano piece to Li Bingwen, as they were both musicians but each had their own focus.

This piece is undoubtedly more suitable for Li Bingwen's in-depth work of composing music than for singing...

"Are you making fun of me on a holiday?"

Li Bingwen works behind the scenes, so he doesn't really have any interests. Yu Wei's song arrangement is quite interesting, but that's not his main job.

"You'll understand once you listen to it, 'The Sound of the Cloud Palace'."

As the assistant director of the Spring Festival Gala, Ye Shengyu couldn't keep chatting with him. He should just be happy to have found such a song, believe it or not.

His serious tone made Li Bingwen take it seriously. Could it be that the kid really knows how to compose music?

Li Bingwen, one of the best film score composers in China, has been in the industry for thirty years, but recently he has been feeling increasingly creatively drained.

He has repeated those pentatonic scale variations, the piling up of ethnic instruments, and the routine of string bases far too many times.

With the mindset of "believing in this old man," Li Bingwen directly searched for performance videos of "Yun Gong Xun Yin." Each program in the novel was divided into parts, making it easy to search for individual parts.

At first, he simply leaned back in his chair and listened with a judgmental attitude.

As Yu Wei played the first note, he raised an eyebrow slightly. The tone control was indeed at a master level, but it was just another piece of virtuoso performance...

However, as the cloud-like arpeggios rose in his left hand, Li Bingwen unconsciously sat up straight and closed his eyes.

This is a professional habit of his; his hearing is more acute when his eyes are closed.

Clouds, palaces, flying eaves, flowing rosy clouds... the images appeared in his mind on their own.

Li Bingwen was surprised to find that this piece of music could so clearly construct space and imagery without any visual aids.

This is not a simple depiction; it is constructed with sound. Old Ye is not kidding; this kind of music, which comes with its own context, is indeed very suitable for adaptation into background music.

As Yu Wei's performance reached its climax, Li Bingwen's fingers tapped lightly on his knees, not to judge, but to immerse himself in the music.

The climax is approaching.

To him, the piano was no longer a percussion instrument with eighty-eight keys, but an entire symphony orchestra, the solemnity of the chime bells, the agility of the guzheng, and the grandeur of the pipe organ.

Li Bingwen's right hand unconsciously began to wave in the air, a gesture he only made when giving instructions.

In his imagination, the string section should enter here, the brass should intensify on the third beat, and the percussion should...

After listening to it just once, Li Bingwen had already figured out the details of the collaboration. Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up and excitedly gestured with his hands.

If we entrust this misty arpeggio to the harp and string harmonics, we can use reverberation to create a more spacious feel.

If we break down this part of the lark melody into the sounds of the flute, pipa, and synthesizer, we can create a dialogue in different dimensions.

If we were to unfold the thunderous climax, add a wordless chorus, and use a time-lapse effect to create a layered effect of "ten thousand immortals singing in harmony"...

He walked faster and faster, his breathing becoming more and more rapid.

This isn't a piano piece that needs to be adapted; it's the theme of a complete mythological epic!

Thirty years have passed, and he thought the narrative possibilities of soundtracks had been exhausted. But tonight, in this piece, he heard a completely new language and saw infinite possibilities.

This kid is a natural-born composer!

……

When Shi Chonglin watched Yu Wei play the "Crane" melody with his left hand across his right, he held his breath backstage at the Spring Festival Gala.

Now I know what everyone was looking at.

This is neither a major/minor key system nor any of the ethnic modes he has studied.

The rhythm of "Cloud Palace Melody" has a sense of breathing hidden in its regularity, like the flow of breath in the strokes of calligraphy, rather than the mechanical cutting of a metronome.

He has a perfect grasp of countless complex works from Bach to Ligeti, but at this moment, facing this seemingly "simple" melody, he felt a long-lost sense of emotion.

Shi Chonglin is indeed an international piano master, but he is also Chinese, and he knows what this piece means.

Yu Wei is not using the piano to play a piece of music, but to translate the entire Chinese aesthetic universe.

This piece is a sonic story that only Eastern thinking could give birth to, and it is a melody that he has never heard on any international stage.

The subtle use of the pedals creates a sense of space; the ornaments contain the charm of ancient instruments; the pauses in the rests leave room for Eastern philosophical reflection…

Excitement surged through his body like an electric current. Was China finally about to produce its second piano master?
Shi Chong was ultimately heading towards the international route, but Yu Wei's piece showed him a completely different possibility.

They can develop their own technology and go international, instead of simply imitating others.

Thinking of this, Shi Chonglin's breathing became more and more rapid. He had long wanted to get to know Yu Wei, and there was no better time than now.

He reluctantly saved the video, then looked up in Yu Wei's direction. He was determined to get him today...

Ok?
The fellow traveler on the musical path that Shi Chonglin admires is currently engrossed in typing on his computer.

His emotions were so intense and his hands so skillful that he was even more absorbed than when he played the piano in the video earlier, as if this was his specialty.

Shi Chonglin had long heard of this man's frivolous behavior, but seeing it with his own eyes now, he felt a strange pang of heartache. What were you doing with those hands that embodied Chinese aesthetics?
For a pianist, hands are not only their livelihood, but also their art. How could such precious hands be used to write novels?
What a waste!

Shi Chonglin stepped forward without thinking, but before he could even say anything, Yu Wei's phone rang.

Seeing that the other person had answered the phone, he didn't want to interrupt, and he was too embarrassed to back out, so he could only stand awkwardly to the side.

Qi Yuan and the others noticed him immediately. What was he doing? Couldn't accept defeat and came to fight?
The group stared at each other, unsure of what to do, and could only wait for Yu Wei to finish the phone call.

"Background music?"

The call was naturally from senior Li Bingwen. They had met briefly at an awards ceremony, and Yu Wei knew him as well.

Li Bingwen made the call for two reasons: one was to discuss a collaboration, as the song "Yun Gong Xun Yin" was perfect for being adapted into background music.

Secondly, he hopes to have a deeper collaboration with Yu Wei, preferably someone who can inherit his mantle.

Although Shi Chonglin couldn't hear what the other person was saying, he quickly realized from Yu Wei's reply that the other person had the same goal as him: to recruit people.

The soundtrack, isn't that something done behind the scenes?
With musical talent like Yu Wei's, she should be performing on the world stage just like me. How can she be relegated to the backstage?
Recalling the evocative melody of "Cloud Palace Melody," Shi Chonglin really didn't want to see Yu Wei get snatched away. Seeing this, he didn't wait any longer and interrupted directly.

"Misleading people!"

Yu Wei and Li Bingwen on the other end of the phone were both stunned when they heard this. Who is this person who is so arrogant?

"It must have been Li Bingwen who called, asking me to talk to him."

There are few senior figures in China who have deeply cultivated the field of film scores, and Shi Chonglin was the one I guessed was him. Music is something that leads to the same goal through different paths, and they had all met before.

Yu Wei paused for a moment, then handed over the phone.

It wasn't that he trusted outsiders too easily, but rather that he genuinely had something to do at the moment. He needed to release the new chapter on time before "Ziru" and "Sunshine Always Comes After the Storm" aired.

Good works should still be recommended; we'll continue with the text-based live updates.

Just as he was engrossed in writing, a phone call came in. Mr. Li Bingwen's relentless attitude of not giving up until he achieved his goal seriously affected his writing.

It would be so much better if someone could help deal with it. Shi Chonglin is a piano master; he can't just pick up his phone and run away...

"What wind blew Teacher Li over here?"

Compared to Ye Shengyu and Li Bingwen, Shi Chonglin is a junior. Piano playing is physically demanding, and older people are easily overwhelmed. He is still in his prime.

Although he was a junior, his achievements were not much less than Li Bingwen's, so he spoke with a natural air of confidence.

"Who do we have here? It's you, kid."

The two had no prior conflict, but Li Bingwen had always disliked this arrogant foreigner, and since they both wanted to take him away, they started arguing at the slightest disagreement.

The noise backstage quickly subsided, and everyone remained silent, simply watching the internationally renowned musician debate with someone on the phone.

Both of them had the same goal: to snatch Yu Wei's talent. With his talent, following him was the best solution, while the other party was simply misleading him.

When the big shots start arguing, no one else dares to utter a sound. Soon, all that's left in the backstage area is Shi Chonglin's resounding words and a series of... keyboard clicks.

As the core of the conflict, Yu Wei couldn't be more content. You can argue all you want, I'll write what I want, and the readers are still waiting to see the latest.

Is this a human being?
The other guests were almost laughing in anger. This person had started the argument because of you. At a time like this, instead of mediating, you should at least try to smooth things over and prevent things from getting out of hand.

This kid is so oblivious to everything else, only focused on writing his lousy novel. Is your stuff that important to him?

"what happened?"

At the control room, Xu Zhen immediately noticed the strange scene backstage. Why was everyone motionless? Was the broadcast frozen?
"It seems..." The staff members were incredulous after learning the situation. "Teacher Shi got into an argument with someone on the phone?"

The news was so explosive that the main creators were stunned for a moment, and even Ye Shengyu was caught off guard. This was someone he had invited, and he didn't want anything to go wrong.

"what's the situation?"

On the Spring Festival Gala stage, a short film with "Ziru" as background music is being played. They rarely get a chance to catch their breath, so it wouldn't hurt to find out what's going on first.

"It seems that Teacher Shi and Teacher Li Bingwen had a fight over Yu Wei's piece of music."

Xu Zhen and the others doubted that they had misheard. How could this involve Yu Wei? And where did this "Old Li" come from? Two well-known musicians started a personal attack on Yu Wei backstage at the Spring Festival Gala. Who would believe that?

Taking advantage of the short film playing, Xu Zhen and Ye Shengyu didn't want to delay, so they quickly got up and went backstage.

"The structure of this piece, 'The Sound of the Cloud Palace,' is essentially narrative. Its introduction, development, climax, and conclusion, the creation of space, and the transformation of imagery—isn't this the perfect blueprint for film scores?"

On the other end of the phone, Li Bingwen was still arguing his point, saying that no matter what happened behind the scenes, the musicians behind the scenes could still produce works that would be remembered for generations.

“Senior Li, I understand your sensitivity as a master composer. But please note that Yu Wei created a complete world with eighty-eight piano keys, which in itself is the ultimate embodiment of piano art.”

Actually, the two weren't really arguing; it was just that others were afraid to speak, making the atmosphere somewhat tense.

Judging from the content, it was just a simple musical exchange.

Xu Zhen and Ye Shengyu were about to go over and mediate when they saw Yu Wei put away his tablet and slowly stand up.

He finally updated. (End of Chapter)