Chapter 287 Spicy Strips and Lobster
Ye Zhiqiu really had nothing to worry about when faced with the accusatory questions from this young man who was both "fascinating and angry".
He is not a saint, and he has no problem with "the songs he creates must be classics".
In fact, he is better than the literary giant Ji Lao. In people's eyes, he is a worldly master who "has no ears to hear what is happening outside the window and only reads the books of sages." When he was young, he was also a bohemian and "problem boy" who criticized everything.
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"Testing all day long, either you're taking it or I'm taking it, what the hell is it taking?"
"When you watch a woman playing basketball, you're actually not watching basketball, you're watching her thighs. The thighs of the female students from the attached middle school are very dark..."
These are all quotations from Mr. Ji's diary. The literary master is so down-to-earth, and Ye Zhiqiu feels that there is nothing wrong with him in everyone's eyes.
However, I guess this classmate didn’t understand even after I explained it.
Ye Zhiqiu asked: "Do you like spicy strips?"
"???"
Faced with Ye Zhiqiu's sudden question, the young man was stunned.
What the hell? What does spicy strips have to do with "Little Apple"?
The heads of all the viewers, including the host Ge Qing, were full of question marks.
A flash of disdain flashed in the young man's eyes, and he was about to reply when he suddenly remembered the lesson he just learned.
It's better to tell the truth to avoid being led into a trap by Ye Zhiqiu again.
The young man admitted generously: "I like to eat, what's wrong!"
Ye Zhiqiu continued to ask: "Then do you like to eat lobster?"
"???1"
The audience was even more confused as to why it was related to lobsters again.
On the other hand, the host Ge Qing, who was also quick-thinking, seemed to understand what Ye Zhiqiu wanted to say, his eyes lit up, and then turned to curiosity.
This question was much simpler, and the young man said confidently: "Of course I like lobster!"
"What are you talking about?" The young man was a little impatient, "What about spicy lobster? Can you answer my question?"
Ye Zhiqiu smiled slightly, ignored the impatient young man, and said, "It just so happens, so do I."
"I like spicy strips and lobster. Since I like them both, why can't I choose to eat them both?"
"The same is true for music. Different songs have different levels of quality, but there is no distinction between high and low."
"Music is created to serve people. As long as it plays a corresponding role and makes the listeners happy, isn't the purpose achieved?"
"I think different music has its own scene and stage, so there is no need to criticize them all."
The young man was still stunned. The host Ge Qing took the lead in applauding, and then the whole audience burst into applause.
What Ye Zhiqiu said was wonderful.
Compare spicy strips to "Little Apple" and lobster to excellent classic songs.
They are different types of works, so why do we have to distinguish them as high and low?
If you only like to eat lobster, you can eat it yourself. I am afraid that some people secretly eat the spicy strips, and they obviously like it very much, but they eat and curse at the same time. Such people are indeed quite mean.
"But!" The young man finally caught up with his brain and said quickly: "Spicy strips are not nutritious and are harmful to the body!"
Ye Zhiqiu curled his lips and said disdainfully: "No matter how nutritious it is, it's still better than foreign donuts."
"It looks foreign, but it's actually a mixture of oil and sugar. It's high in calories and can easily make you sick if you eat too much."
..."Bah bang bang!!!"
Host Ge Qing continues to become an applause machine.
She was really convinced. She even gave Ye Zhiqiu a manuscript to review before the show. It was completely unnecessary.
Just talk about him, how can I use the right manuscript!
Ge Qing estimated that he wouldn't be able to trouble this young man even if he asked the sharpest questions in his usual program.
Nothing else, just four words.
Both destruction and loss!
At this time, the barrage was filled with joy, and they were all worshiping Ye Zhiqiu.
"Ye Zhiqiu's words... seem to say nothing, but also seem to say a lot of things."
"Connotation, so connotative!"
"Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard! Look at the expression on the face of the guy who asked the question, he doesn't understand and feels something is wrong..."
"Tsk tsk tsk, educated people are different. This metaphor is so vivid and proficient."
"Ye Zhiqiu still has quality. If I met such a messy person, I would probably just say, 'None of your business'."
"Haha, he is probably just recording the show to give the show crew some face, otherwise he would have fallen out with him long ago given his temper."
"I'm really convinced. I find that Ye Zhiqiu never seems to lose when he talks? This fighting ability..."
"It's true. Judging from past experience, when you quarrel with him, he will directly lift the table to you. When you lift his table, he will avoid it and even lightly slam the vegetable basin on your face."
"To be honest, although spicy strips are not nutritious, regular manufacturers are very strict about hygiene, and eating them occasionally is really good."
Hanjiang City, home of "Jinji Masterpiece" community.
Ye Zitong, who was still very angry just now, now laughed happily and rolled over on the large sofa without any image.
"Sit tight!" Lin Huifen couldn't help but said.
Ye Zitong sat up from the sofa and held her stomach, wiped away the tears from laughter and said: "Brother is so awesome, he can't curse people without using curse words."
If Ye Zhiqiu were present, he would definitely say that Ye Zitong really misunderstood him.
That is to say, it's not easy to be rude during the show. If there were no cameras, he probably wouldn't be too lazy to explain so much to a person whose head is caught in the door.
Just say "idiot" and that's it.
Ye's mother, Lin Huifen, was also confused, but it didn't hinder her judgment.
"Anyway, I think "Little Apple" is the most beautiful of all Zhiqiu's songs. This song is played every night in the square dance in the community!"
Ye Zitong didn't answer, his eyes wandered wildly.
Anyway, I have nothing to do at home during the holidays, and I still have to deal with my mother’s nagging.
Why don't you go to Huahai to play with me?
Once this thought arose, it grew like weeds in Ye Zitong's mind.
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In fact, many people in the industry paid attention to Ye Zhiqiu's interview on China Central Television.
Ye Zhiqiu's last words really made many people in the industry feel uncomfortable.
In fact, most discerning people would sneer at the young man who asked the question and would not take him seriously.
Isn’t the purpose of making music just to make money? Who wouldn’t want to earn both reputation and money, and also leave behind classic works that will be passed down to the world?
But the reality is that the market does not necessarily mean good works will make money.
You must accept the fact that the public's tastes vary widely. Only works that meet the audience's taste will be more easily accepted.
In the final analysis, making money is not shabby!
The problem now is that many colleagues have discovered a terrible fact, Ye Zhiqiu seems to be omnipotent.
I can create classics such as "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" and "Friends", and I can dance "Little Apple" without any baggage and tinker with "Diaosi Man".
To put it simply, he is omnipotent! He can make any kind of money and is extremely proficient!
Chapter completed!