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Chapter 42: Are you really willing to watch from the sidelines?

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"Apricot blossoms, spring rain, Jiang Nan..." Lin Ran's voice was captured by the aluminum ribbon microphone, amplified by the Marantz Model 1 electronic tube, and radiated to the entire Xiangjiang Island by the antenna of the Mount Butler transmitting station in Kowloon.

"Hiss hiss hiss... hiss hiss hiss..." In a teahouse in Sham Shui Po that focuses on low prices, the cheap Red Lantern brand 711-2 radio made a hissing sound at every turn.

"Uncle Wang, can you fix it? If not, I'll go to the opposite side!"

"That's right, one sentence can get you stuck twice, is your radio for people to listen to?"

"If you ask me, German radios are better to use, this Red Lantern from Shanghai is just not good!"

The dissatisfaction of customers came one after another; everyone really couldn't bear it, listening to Professor Lin's first interview in Xiangjiang, and it could get stuck like this.

"Don't argue, German radios are only used in big teahouses. If you increase the price of my tea by five times, I will change it for you."

"Don't argue, am I not fixing it?"

The Red Lantern brand radio is responsible for production and manufacturing by the Shanghai Radio No. 2 Factory under the Shanghai Instrumentation Bureau. It imitates the Soviet-style five-lamp machine, focusing on cheap price and easy repair.

Unlike German radios that have to be sent to special places for repair, Uncle Wang of the Red Lantern brand can fix it after tinkering with it twice.

However, the Red Lantern brand radios in Hong Kong teahouses are not from Shanghai, but imitated locally in Hong Kong, even cheaper than Shanghai's.

"Apricot blossoms, spring rain, Jiang Nan, it is said too well, no wonder it is a great scholar, people are so cultured when accepting interviews."

"Professor Lin didn't grow up abroad? It's fine that Chinese is spoken so well, why is the foundation of traditional culture so profound? These few sentences came out and it was said too well!"

"You pull it down, this is not traditional culture, this is a metaphor, do you understand metaphor!"

In the teahouse, the discussion about the concept of Lin Ran being a Chinese in culture was everywhere.

Chen Jingrun and Section Chief Zhang, the father and son, were also in the teahouse, sitting opposite each other, only ordering a cup of tea.

It is not strange that they would run to listen to Lin Ran's interview, or rather, as one of the only eight students left in Lin Ran's seminar, it would be strange if they didn't run to the teahouse to listen to the radio.

"Chinese in culture?" Section Chief Zhang pondered, "This is a good concept, it can be used when winning over Chinese and overseas Chinese."

The teahouse they are in is better than the one using Red Lantern earlier. Lin Heung Tea House is at least a civilian teahouse, using Zenith Trans-Oceanic from Illinois, USA, which can receive global shortwave.

"This sentence 'we are Chinese in culture' is said too well, this point no one can deny, no matter where you are, whether in Xiangjiang, in Macau, even if you are in San Francisco, you cannot get rid of the influence of Chinese culture."

"Professor Lin's words hit my heart, I even have a kind of smell of the rain when I grew up in Jiang Nan when I was young."

"I hope to return to my hometown in my lifetime."

"Wind one watch, snow one watch, the noise breaks the hometown heart and the dream cannot be formed, the hometown does not have this sound."

The conversations of the guests in this teahouse are also obviously more scholarly.

"Before I prepared for the interview, I knew from Mr. Zhou Cong that Professor Lin specially prepared a song for participating in our program this time. Mr. Zhou Cong was responsible for the production of this song, and his evaluation is that this song created a precedent for Chinese music.

Before starting the program, I was fortunate to listen to it once in the studio. My evaluation is similar to Mr. Zhou's. This is a brand-new style and a shocking work.

Before officially starting to play this song, I want to ask Professor Lin a few questions. The name of this song is "Watching from the sidelines." May I ask if you have any other meaning in writing this song?"

After Deng Huixin knew she was going to interview Lin Ran, in order to ensure the smooth progress of the interview, the preparation work she did included collecting the other party's public information. She knew more about Lin Ran that he was amazing and very powerful, and made world-renowned mathematical achievements. She had a faint respect for Lin Ran, but after listening to "Watching from the sidelines," this respect turned into worship.

It is hard to imagine that a mathematician can write such a good song.

Under Gu Zhengqiu's interpretation and Zhou Cong's arrangement, this song is more than a notch higher than the original version, perfectly reflecting the charm and unique charm of national style songs.

Zhou Cong is a famous early musician in Xiangjiang, known as the "Broadcasting Emperor," and worked for both Xiangjiang Radio and Rediffusion. The lyrics of "Birthday Song" and "Wedding Song" in the radio song request program in the early years were all written by him.

Therefore, when talking about this, Deng Huixin's eyes looking at Lin Ran were a bit affectionate.

"For the birth of this song, in addition to Mr. Zhou Cong who helped me produce it and Ms. Gu Zhengqiu who was responsible for singing, I also want to thank Ms. Meng Xiaodong. I found her to help me record it. She was able to organize such a powerful team for me in just one week. The final effect was even much better than I expected. I am really very grateful to Ms. Meng.

The song title is what I want to express. Regarding whether to return to Cultural Huaguo, including the invitation from the island side, or other places, I just want to do my academic work on campus. For other chores, I just want to be "Watching from the sidelines."

Being misunderstood is the fate of the expresser. I know that after this song is released, it will be interpreted by newspapers, scholars, and the public in various ways, but my original intention is just that I want to do academic work in a quiet environment."

Deng Huixin's eyes lit up again when she heard "Being misunderstood is the fate of the expresser." Compared with other guests who accepted interviews, Lin Ran had too many golden sentences.

And Chen Jingrun in the Lin Heung Tea House felt that Professor Lin's image was covered with a thick veil in his mind after hearing "Watching from the sidelines," "Is providing Cultural Huaguo with intercontinental missile ballistic trajectory calculation methods watching from the sidelines? Is giving yourself information to tell Chinese people to be self-reliant watching from the sidelines? Is specially opening a seminar for Cultural Huaguo watching from the sidelines?"

Countless thoughts surged in Chen Jingrun's mind, and one scene after another in the past was remembered in his mind. To this day, he understands very well that the seminar was specially opened for him alone, and others were just making up the numbers.

To put it more bluntly, it was not opened for him, but a seminar for the people sent by Cultural Huaguo, and all content was served for him.

Including the appearance of Professor Lin's hidden unwillingness when confronting the white man at the door of the tiered classroom two days ago was even clearer, "Professor Lin, are you really willing to watch from the sidelines?" Chen Jingrun pondered.

When distracting thoughts occupied Chen Jingrun's mind, the singing in the radio echoed in the teahouse:

"...... This trip to the dust-covered banquet"

"How can I not see the change of the red face, the brilliance of the past in the cave paintings"

"But woke up to watch from the sidelines"

After the song was finished, a burst of warm applause suddenly broke out in the quiet teahouse. ===== CHAPTER 43 =====

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