Zou Lao stood there with a very strange expression.

Just now, when he heard Gu Xiaobai beating the drum and singing "Writing", he stood solemnly in place, full of excitement, and even had a feeling that he was about to burst into tears.

It's not that he has a lot of feelings, but that the more you know about something, the more you have feelings.

For example, if you hear that a broken house in your hometown has burned down, you may think that it is better to burn it and build a new one.

But at this time, if your parents tell you that this house was built a hundred years ago by your great-great-grandfather from the river, and the girder from the Nanshan Mountain, with three or five brothers, there were bloody battles against Japanese invaders here, and there were also generations of your ancestors who have given birth to hundreds of people, and even you yourself were born in this house......

Then you may regret why you didn't go back to see this legendary house sooner, and you can't help but run to apply for a site protection for it, and then put up a sign outside.

Things haven't changed, but the more you know, the richer the world becomes.

This is the charm of knowledge and culture.

It is also the charm of archaeology and history.

For Zou Lao, this is the case.

If you read ancient books every day, you have read "The drum reports the Son of Heaven three times, and the flag carving beast ship rises in the waves", read "Every time you pass by the drum stream, the hundred-foot building ship is ten thousand jun", and read: "Playing the dragon flute, beating the drum, singing with bright teeth, and dancing with a thin waist".

If you dig up the ancient tombs, you have seen the rotten drums and the marks left on the soil. After seeing the harassment of thieves, only scattered wreckage remained, and seeing this former treasure, it could only be preserved in the museum as a broken body, and could no longer be heard as before.

You will also feel as emotionally as Zou Lao.

This historical inheritance of 5,000 years ago has long been extinct after 5,000 years.

But now, at last, he heard it.

It's like going back in time, and the past is coming back.

This is not just a drum, but 5,000 years of time.

"Xunzi Music Theory" said: "The image of vocal music: Drum Dali, Zhong Tongshi, Chi Lian System, Zhu Sheng Xiao He, Guan Gong Fa Fei, Xun Chi Weng Bo, Se Yiliang, Qin woman is good, the song is clear, and the dance is both heavenly and natural." ”

And he said, "The king of the drum is evil." Therefore, the drum is like the sky, the bell is like the ground, the chime is like water, the flute and the pipe, like the stars, the sun and the moon, and the mole, the shackle, and the tare are like all things. ”

The ancients believed that the drum was the master of music, the king who ruled over all things, and the heavens.

And the drums ...... It is the king of drums.

The king is alive, and all the people worship him.

The king of the drums, it deserves such respect.

But the little white ...... What the hell are you singing, what the hell are you knocking?

Xiaobai, please sing a song seriously!

When he knew that Lao Hong and Gu Xiaobai were quarreling in the cafeteria and turned into black fans, Zou Lao expressed contempt.

This old ghost, old and old, is not guaranteed at night, and has no body at all!

However, now he understands Lao Hong's feelings!

I also want to break off my friendship with Xiaobai!

I'm going to expel this kid from the school!"

Zou Lao couldn't help but blow his beard and stare at him, how could he play such music!

However, his hands and feet were opposed.

Gu Xiaobai's drum sound, the sense of rhythm is too strong!

This rhythm comes from a rhythmic precise timing, constant repetition and subtle changes.

The biggest requirement for a drummer is accuracy!

An error of 0.1 seconds will not work!

Human sense of rhythm is a kind of time perception ability that is far more accurate than human beings' own sense of time.

This is a kind of perception and replication of patterns, and it is precisely this sense of rhythm that human beings rely on to carry out incomparably precise hunting and cooperation, fight wild beasts in dangerous environments, and spontaneously avoid various crises and dangers when their consciousness cannot react.

It seems to have nothing to do with the brain or consciousness, but is more rooted in reflexes and instincts, and it is the ability of the human body to move involuntarily.

Perhaps, those who have no sense of rhythm have long been eaten by wild beasts along with those who have no sense of direction......

And Gu Xiaobai's accuracy was trained with incomparable accuracy when the system was passively trained at the beginning, and like his pitch, it can be accurate to two decimal places.

But this kind of precision is not like a machine, it still has a constant change, continuous advancement.

Therefore, his music often has a peculiar, rhythmic core.

Rhythm, it's not rhythm, it's a push!

Before this, Gu Xiaobai himself didn't realize it.

It wasn't until he went through the systematic "basic rhythm and rhythm training" that he realized the importance of "rhythm".

At this moment.

Every drum beat is like a knock on the heart.

Every rhythm is like scratching an itch.

It's like there's an invisible rope that tugs at your hands and feet.

It's like a pulse of electric current, constantly stimulating you.

When the first person started to dance, the others couldn't help but join in.

As it is said in the "Theory of Music": "Do you know the meaning of dancing? said: The eyes do not see, the ears do not hear, but the rule of admiration and belief is slow to advance and retreat, and those who are disobedient with the festival of bells and drums are not incorruptible, and the public will be careful!"

(What is the point of dancing?) The dancer cannot see himself or listen to himself from the perspective of a bystander, but he bows his head, raises his head, bends, straightens, advances, retreats, slows, and moves quickly, all of which are clean and clear, and he does his best to meet the rhythm of the bells and drums, without violating them, because the music binds everyone together.) ）

This is the drum!

Outside the door, several of Zhao Xingsheng's students were bored, they were the staff of this meeting, waiting for the call at any time.

After a few moments, a drum beat came from inside.

The beat of "every time-click, every meeting-click" made them subconsciously twist around.

It took them a moment to realize that their bodies were writhing on their own.

"Strange, what's going on inside?" a student quietly pushed open the conference room door behind him and looked inside.

I saw Zhao Xingsheng and several young teachers, clapping their hands and stomping their feet and twisting their bodies.

"Bang-knock!

While clapping his hands and stomping his feet, he sang something and sang.

"Teacher, crazy?" the student said back to his companion after closing the door.

"I'll see. Another student also came over.

I saw a few older ones clapping their hands and stomping their feet and twisting their bodies.

"Oh no, those professors in our department are crazy!"

"What are you talking about......" Another student didn't believe it, and also stepped forward to take a look.

"Oh my God, even Zou Lao is crazy!"

At this moment, a few people outside the door couldn't help it.

They want to jump crab steps, they want to be domineering, they want to walk dangling, from here to the dormitory, and then to the cafeteria.

It's just like that.

In the conference room, Gu Xiaobai sang the last sentence, the rhythm slowly accelerated, and then after the dazzling addition of flowers, both hands fell at the same time and raised at the same time.

"Bang!"

The music stops.

Gu Xiaobai raised his head and looked at the audience.

There was a moment of silence.

Everyone was still flushed, and they couldn't calm down from the excitement.

"Ahem, that ...... We'll go back and study it. The red-faced Zou Lao coughed and said, "Then, let's dismiss today!"

Flee.