Nanfeng felt a lot of pressure on his first day as an assistant.
The next day, Fang Zhao went to class. Nanfeng finished his assignment, but he didn't head back immediately. He walked to a pavilion in one of the campus parks and opened up the iced watermelon in a thermal container. He took in the artistic atmosphere of the HuangArt campus.
Not far away, someone was practicing the piano. Nanfeng's crossed legs swayed to the beat. He felt like he had touched upon the artistic atmosphere.
Not long after, a parent brought their child over to rest. The child didn't look like an adult and was probably only in secondary school. Listening to their conversation, it seemed like they were here to take some HuangArt exams. The parent was trying to console the child who was complaining about HuangArt's exams.
"HuangArt's exams are very strict. Even those with connections have to take the exams. But do you know why HuangArt arranges these exams? It's because of you students. Because no one wants to see your deskmate stupidly eating watermelon while you're discussing professional issues! "
Nanfeng, who was eating watermelon 10 meters away: "…"
He felt like he had been shot in the knee.
It was quite a blow.
But Nanfeng quickly pulled himself together.
Fang Zhao's future was limitless. As Fang Zhao's assistant, he had to perform well!
Should I sign up for a training class?
After consulting a few friends in the industry, Nanfeng signed up for an online training class. He didn't return to his rented place. Instead, he went to Yan Biao's place to watch the finale of "Founding Era." He had already filled in the Yanzhou chapter where Fang Zhao was present. The series was too long. He couldn't possibly finish it in two or three days.
When he had time in the future, he would fill in the remaining parts. Not just the Yanzhou chapter, but the other continents as well. He wasn't interested in the series, but he wanted to understand the actors.
Fang Zhao returned to his dormitory after class. After tidying up his notes for the day, he saw that it was about time. He returned to his room and switched on the reserved channel.
Fang Zhao would watch season 10 as long as he didn't have class. Today was also the day of the finale.
Unlike the previous seasons, season 10 of "Founding Era" had a brighter color scheme.
Audiences that had been oppressed from the start of the first season could finally be comforted in season 10.
The weight of history always made people feel suffocated. Although many people had died in the tenth season, at least the overall feeling was much brighter.
From recovering the entire territory, to joining hands to sweep Huangzhou clean, to the Founding Era, the naming of the twelve continents, a new regime, a new order, and the establishment of a new world, the people who had experienced a hundred years of suffering began to walk towards a brighter future.
As for the ending of the entire drama, it was a video.
Grand victories, triumphant heroes, and the changes in the world in the five hundred years after the Founding of the Era.
The flute and violin opened the curtains, as if there was a voice calling out to them in the boundless world.
A kind of power was slowly gathering, and then with steady steps, it came in waves.
There was darkness before dawn, but in the end, darkness still became dawn.
The sound of the trumpet played by the brass pipes was like a war cry, piercing through the dawn, piercing through the heavens with the force of a thunderbolt, rushing into the future.
Ning He's light shone on the world, and the world above the wasteland was rebuilt. Behind the gray tombstones were countless legendary lives.
Every note he heard seemed to turn into an afterimage, and every melody was a vivid scene that appeared in his mind.
It was like a preacher was narrating a large-scale epic.
It wasn't through a drama, but through history, through time. It spoke of magnificent battles, of legendary and ordinary people.
Figures alternated in the scene. They were the people who had lived or died in the past 10 seasons.
During the Period of Destruction, it was these people, one by one, who had become the power to break free from the darkness and hold up the world.
Five hundred years had passed, and they were long gone. What was recorded in history was unyielding and glory, as well as sorrow and vicissitudes. And after all that, there was something even brighter, something that had enough power, something that people would fight for their entire lives.
In later generations, some people called it "faith," while others called it "righteousness."
This kind of power had penetrated through a hundred years of struggle and created countless miracles.
Behind the ending video was ten minutes of uninterrupted music.
Ten minutes, far longer than the average song, depicted too many unimaginable colors.
Ten minutes, 12 different melodies, 28 musical segments, and more than 100 musical phrases. Typical cultural elements of 12 continents were fused together. There was a huge and complex lineup of instruments, rich emotional changes, and the rhythms were ever-changing yet perfectly connected. The repeated variations didn't have a repetitive feeling, and it didn't seem the least bit long-winded. Every minute had surprises, and there wasn't even a moment of rest! It had a profound epic feeling, yet it also had a beautiful romantic style. It was shocking, grand, and full of ups and downs. Immersed in the scene, one's emotions soared!
When Mo Lang composed this song, he had been inspired by Fang Zhao's "This Life of Mine."
Mo Lang hoped that what he composed was not a narrative of the passing of these people, nor was it just a memory. What he wanted was a return!
It was as if these people had never truly left, and the hope and faith that had been fighting for them had never disappeared!
The physical body would eventually decay, but the spirit would never die!
Blood flowed across the vast sky, and the heroes returned home!
Those who had been forgotten were remembered, and those who had been remembered were always there.
Forgetting was the final death.
At the end of the credits, Xizhou's Great General Lu Xi spoke on his deathbed.
"In my life, I will experience death three times … The first time was when the Period of Destruction descended. I bid farewell to the past, and I am no longer me … The second time is also what I will soon welcome … When my heart stops beating, I will be buried in a coffin, and I will be declared dead by doctors, friends, and family, by society … And the third time … The third death will be when the last person in the vast universe who remembers me forgets me … At that time, everything in this world will have nothing to do with me, and I will truly disappear. I have experienced death the first time, and I am about to welcome my second. I am about to depart, but as long as you all remember me … "
An aged but resolute voice seemed to gather the last of the strength in his lungs and transcend time and space.
"I! Will! Live forever! "
The screen darkened, and a paragraph of text appeared —
"Please remember them."
Using memories and legacies to fight against time.
Only when the credits rolled did people's gazes shift away from the screen. There was a sense of disappointment and frustration, yet also excitement.
Ten seasons of "Founding Era" had finally come to an end.
Without a doubt, this was a feast for the eyes and ears.
When history was transformed into images, when music and music seeped into one's thoughts, after 10 seasons of "Founding Era," people saw the strength of fate and could clearly feel the power of faith.
"A godly level that is difficult to surpass!"
"Even if another 100 years pass, I'm afraid there won't be another film that can compare to 'Founding Era.'"
"'Milestone' isn't a joke. Even if we remake it in the future and gather a bunch of big shots, we won't be able to surpass it. The meaning is different."
"Let's not talk about this anymore. I'm going to the Cemetery of Martyrs to pay my respects!"
"I've decided. My plan for the next six months is to pay my respects to the martyrs' cemeteries in all twelve continents!"
"Who wants to go to Yanzhou's Qi'an City's Cemetery for Martyrs? Help me bring Old Fang's protective talisman, thank you! "
"That thing's supply can't meet the demand. It's too difficult to buy it. Now it seems that there's a purchase limit. One person can only buy one at a time."
"I like the music of 'Founding Era'! Those 10 minutes at the end of the series were simply godly! "
"That should have been the work of Great Master Mo Lang. His composing techniques are complex, and he fuses the various styles of the 12 continents. It is gorgeous yet exquisite. His foundation is deep and has been brought to the point of perfection. No wonder he is the recipient of the highest award in the arts, the Galaxy World Award. He is a treasured artist!"
"Looking at the 10 seasons, the musical lineup of 'Founding Era' is really too strong. The standard of each song is higher than the one before it. At the end of the series, that was the most gorgeous song."
"Did no one notice the credits at the end of the series? Only two people were involved in the composition of the final 10 minutes. One was Great Master Mo Lang, and the other was Fang Zhao! "
"What? There was Fang Zhao? "
Pulling back the credits, it was indeed true.
"Ending song: 'Legend'.
Composer: Mo Lang
Composer: Mo Lang, Fang Zhao
... "
"The difficulty of composing is extremely high, and the difficulty of arranging is not small either. However, Fang Zhao was actually involved in the composition? "
"In our academic circles, arranging is often called composing. Therefore, it can also be said that Fang Zhao participated in the composition of this work."
"As expected of a genius who managed to get into the Twelve Tones. People really can't be compared with each other."
As more and more people discussed Fang Zhao, more and more people paid attention to the end credits. Those who had missed it even purposely rewound the progress bar to study the credits in detail. With one glance, they saw the list of people who had participated in the recording of the closing credits.
"The top three bands in the world, Huangzhou's Night Shine, Orchid of the Red Gate, and Saint Byron are all here!"
"I knew it from the start! I, Great Saint Byron, am invincible in solo hymns! "
"My favorite band, TLB, is participating in the recording too! No wonder the middle section felt so familiar! "
"I took a closer look at the list of participants in the recording. Other than the top three orchestras, the rest are either top-notch masters or have won several international awards. These people's styles are too different. It's hard to imagine that someone actually managed to gather all of them into one song."
In this way, Fang Zhao really wasn't enough among all the world-class masters. But because Fang Zhao had passed the Twelve Tones advanced course, the voices of doubt had become much quieter.
However, when a group of people, both professional and non-professional, were discussing their favorite orchestras, bands, or a few of the masters they admired who had participated in the recording, a comment suddenly became a hot topic in an extremely short period of time.
"Crazy show-off Venerable Mo, I can't handle so many hard moves! It's as if I can already see things like final exams and graduation thesis exams. I'm going to cry like crazy! "
After students from various major music academies finished worshipping the Divine Tune and discussing the heavenly difficulty of this composition, as well as sighing at the magnificent lineup of participants, they were collectively dumbfounded.
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