Chapter 348, Chapter 2, wonderful!
Chapter 348, two articles, wonderful!
Di Bo and Xiao Weian watched "One Night Genius" almost at the same time. The latter, as a translator, was more familiar with history.
因此迪博瞧见时间线就面露喜色，攻占巴士底狱日是1789年7月14日，而作品时间线是1792年4月25日，相距三年不到。
"He's such a genius at writing custom articles..." Dibo came back to his senses and felt that he had praised the guest too early and shouldn't have opened the champagne right at the beginning.
Xiao Weian thought more about the background of the story in the book, when the French Revolution shook Europe. The feudal monarchs in Europe were frightened and formed an alliance to put out the red flame.
"It's a moment of great significance, one that can be said to determine the fate of France. It's just a genius overnight... Are you referring to a certain politician? Or someone else?" Xiao Weian was entrusted by his friend and took it seriously, as can be seen from the reading glasses on his nose.
When Gu Lu was in high school, a political teacher whose name I don't remember once said that as people age, their skin becomes loose, and people who are not nearsighted will become farsighted (presbyopia). Therefore, myopia can actually be offset... I don't know if there is any scientific basis for this, but Gu Lu is willing to believe it. People believe what they want to believe.
Telling the story of war - Xiao Weian found that the author could show the war, or had a clear understanding of the war. The country started the propaganda machine of war, and the square was full of cheers.
[“Will foreign soldiers kill my children?” Farmers in all countries of the world are worried about their property, their farmland, their houses…]
It was not until the regular municipal executive Baron Dietrich called a young captain and saw the name Rouget de Lille that Xiao Weian realized whose story "One Night Genius" was about. And the Frenchman Dubo saw the lyrics that appeared in the story: Go forward, citizens, rise up quickly, a glorious day awaits you! You see the tyrant is raising a blood-stained flag against us...
Marseillaise? Dibo was stunned. It was the story of Marseillaise? It was totally unexpected.
As a Frenchman, Dibo knew that the Marseillaise was originally called the March of the Rhine Army, just as every Chinese was familiar with the March of the Volunteers. When it was first created, no one cared about it, just like the composer.
"The real orchestral accompaniment of this song is the clanging of weapons, the blowing of trumpets, and the marching of the troops. It is not written for listeners who sit back and enjoy it in a comfortable manner, but for those who walk together and fight together."
This is why no one is interested in the Baron's social salon, singing to a group of ladies and gentlemen. The singer is the Baroness, a very skilled soprano.
"God, this is not where it should be." Dibo couldn't help but sigh. Please forgive him for being emotional. It is normal for Parisians to show their emotions.
But fortunately, two or three months later, at the other end of France, a group of 500 revolutionary workers in the Constitution Club sang this song.
Most of the five hundred people don’t know each other, but the enemy has penetrated deep into the heart of the motherland!
Five hundred people, all workers and university students, could not even pronounce each other’s names, but the cause of freedom was in danger!
Someone sang this new song which was released two or three months ago.
It was like a spark ignited in a powder keg, and one after another sang along.
They will set off tomorrow to fight for their motherland.
"What are the intentions of this bunch of traitors and kings? Who are these damn shackles intended for? Who are they intended for? French people, put them on us! This great humiliation is outrageous! How can we tolerate this? They want to push mankind back to the slavery age! What! This bunch of foreign devils are dominating our hometown! What! Our noble warriors..." Dibo couldn't help but sang loudly.
You have to know that he is currently in the ambassador's office. There is a guard at the door who heard the movement inside and subconsciously wanted to find out what was going on. But when he heard the familiar melody, he was also controlled by a power from his soul and from every cell, and he also sang along. Of course, his voice was very low, after all, he was still on guard, and his professional ethics weighed on him.
The guards only had to stand guard, but Ambassador Dibo had more to consider and howled loudly in the office.
Staring at the computer screen, he seemed to have merged with the team of college students and workers that set out from Marseille two hundred years ago.
Whenever your steps grow tired, sing it.
Whenever you feel down, sing it.
The March of the Rhine Army was then called the Marseillaise.
Di Bo couldn't help it, but Xiao Weian did. Translation is also creation. Therefore, perhaps as both creators, he lamented Lure's fate more.
The Marseillaise inspired people all over France. Rouget wrote it in one night. The book says that he possessed godly talent that night, surpassing Moliere, Racine and Voltaire!
“No pageant ever ended without the Marseillaise, no victory was won without the singing of the Marseillaise, but no one paid attention to Rouget, the composer.”
Xiao Weian sighed. It was because of his understanding that he knew what the article said was not false.
[If Rouge had really been executed at that time, he would have died a heroic death, and would not have been as miserable as he was later. Because the unfortunate Rouge had lived for more than 40 years and spent thousands of days in the world, but only that day in his life was truly creative.]
"What a cruel comment, well..." Xiao Weian wanted to refute it, but he found that he couldn't refute it at all.
Because Rouget tried to compose other poems and plays, but all of them failed without exception. According to the manuscripts handed down, the quality was indeed mediocre. Therefore, until his death, Rouget, let alone enjoying the glory of the Marseillaise, even hid from debt.
A creator would be touched to see another creator who had created miracles being treated in this way. "In this way, the unknown author of an immortal masterpiece finally rests in the honor cemetery of his disappointed motherland - as a unique poet who was born overnight."
Seeing the end, Xiao Weian breathed a sigh of relief.
The ending is that Rouget had died long ago, and by the time of World War I, La Marseillaise had become the French national anthem. The song was resounding on the battlefields and streets, and in order to inspire the soldiers on the front, the top leaders remembered the creator, the little captain, and moved his grave to the Invalides.
"Genius! I told you, after reading the beginning I wanted to celebrate with champagne, no problem at all." Dibo was happy.
This article is in no way inferior to the giant panda!
"I haven't written for a few years, and now I'm out with this wonderful article. Wait, what's next?"
While Dibo was happy, he found that there was more content at the back of the file opened with Microsoft Office.
The New Great Wall
"A new article? The background of the event is the Republic of China period?"
Di Bo then discovered that Gu Lu actually wrote two articles.
As we read on, we find that the article begins with refugees fleeing to Shanghai, but later on the Huangpu River we see the Neon Marines conducting drills on a warship.
The writing style is very similar to the "Overnight Genius" that Dibo just read. It is restrained in most moments, but occasionally the writing is very glaring, such as the nobles standing in front to mobilize, and the peasants' reactions.
[This is the last train that the Chinese people set out from the three northeastern provinces, full of wounded soldiers and refugees (Rise up, people who do not want to be slaves, use our flesh and blood to build our new Great Wall, the Chinese nation has reached its most dangerous time)...]
“So this is how China’s national anthem came about—” Dibo finished reading another novel. Although he did not sing along as he did before, he was deeply shocked by the meaning and shock of “March of the Volunteers.”
"In dangerous moments, they used their singing to bring strength to everyone. Tian Han and Nie Er, like Lu Ge, were patriotic geniuses."
Di Bo only then knew that the national anthem of China was actually the theme song of a movie in the 1930s. The filming of this movie, Sons and Daughters of Storms, was for the purpose of resisting the Japanese invasion and saving the nation, so the content was about fighting and resistance. And what Tian Han and Nie Er saw and heard in the reality of the last century - China was broken! The neon lights were like a worm, eating away the mulberry leaves next to it bit by bit. So when he knew that he had to write the theme song for Sons and Daughters of Storms, he wrote this song based on what he saw and heard, as well as his own spirit of resistance.
The first scene is a movie scene. "The New Great Wall" describes both the content of the movie and the actual situation of the country. The intersection and overlap of the two created this song, which is the final roar of the Chinese nation in the movie and in reality.
"Advance under the enemy's fire! Advance under the enemy's fire!" Di Bo looked at these two lines of lyrics, from the description in the article to what he knew about China's modern history... The lyrics are not exaggerations, but realistic descriptions.
"No wonder the friendship between France and China lasts forever. We have been through the same thing. Both countries have gone through great revolutions before they stood in the center of the world again. La Marseillaise and March of the Volunteers are both immortal masterpieces!" Although Dibo still prefers La Marseillaise, he is always proud of the blue, white and red flag. But he is also willing to admit that another song is a classic.
As soon as Dibo finished his muttering, the phone rang. It was not the office phone, but his personal phone.
Caller: Xiao Weian.
The purpose of Xiao Weian's call was very simple, which was to ask if he wanted to translate "The New Great Wall" together.
Di Bo apologized first, after all, what was supposed to be one article turned into two.
"Don't feel sorry, both are wonderful articles." Xiao Weian said, "China has two Great Walls. One is the Great Wall that can be climbed now. I have been to the Badaling Great Wall. The other is the flesh-and-blood Great Wall in the hearts of every Chinese, which is unattainable. The author was more emotionally invested in the second article, so the words used for connection are not as good as the first one, but the abundant emotions are enough to cover everything."
After finishing the introduction, Xiao Weian talked about the main reason for the call, "I can translate this kind of article, but I suggest that you find a Chinese who has a good command of French to do the translation."
The March of the Volunteers and the Marseillaise exchange meeting, such a meeting must be organized, otherwise these two articles will be in vain? Di Bo has already started thinking in his mind.
He said, "Sir, you are a professional, and we should follow the advice of professionals."
That's no problem. Xiao Weian and Di Bo hung up the phone without saying hello, because for both of them, it was working hours and there was no need to chat.
As soon as he hung up, Di Bo started talking to Director Zhao on the phone. Efficiency is at its best.
(End of this chapter)