Chapter 280: Flowing Water Comes Out

I saw the question that Wang Huan drawn.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Lin Xingming's mouth, and his heart was settled.

In today's China, there are several well-known guqin songs about water, which are: "Spring Water", "Cloud Water Song", "Water Wave Song", "Wave Song", "Waves"......

And Lin Xingming happened to have a deep study of these guqin songs, and it can be said that he dared to say that as long as he played these four pieces with the guqin, no one in the whole of China could beat him.

It's a win!

Lin Xingming breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, although he was quite confident in his guqin level, Wang Huan was the most outstanding piano master after all, and his musical attainments were very exquisite, so Lin Xingming inevitably felt a little nervous in his heart. It wasn't until this moment that I saw the topic that Wang Huan had drawn and that a hanging heart became steady.

The young man in the wing room also showed a relaxed smile, and looked at Wang Huan with more mockery than anger in his eyes.

Whale HQ.

Director Wu looked at the live broadcast room where the popularity had been soaring, and his heart was overjoyed: "This cooperation with Huashi Society is really worth it." Fortunately, the news of Wang Huan's participation in the celebration did not spread at that time, otherwise I am afraid that we would have to spend at least double the price to win the right to live broadcast online. ”

At this moment, although the celebration has not yet begun, the popularity of the live broadcast room has reached 80 million, and almost all of these netizens were attracted by Wang Huan.

The barrage is dense.

"Brother Huan is miserable, his luck is too bad, right? wind, rain, thunder, lightning, gold, wood, fire, and earth, any one of them is stronger than water!"

"That's right, who doesn't know that Ming Gong is a well-known water king in the music industry?"

"The water is pushing. ”

"Upstairs, I suspect that your words are strongly targeted, but I have no evidence. ”

Wang Huan looked at the words on the bamboo stick.

He stood still and closed his eyes.

The people in the room fell silent with his movements, and no one made a sound.

After about two or three minutes, Wang Huan opened his eyes and looked at Lin Xingming

"Old Lin, please give me a guqin. ”

"Use mine. ”

Lin Xingming pointed to the guqin on the podium. His eyes were firmly fixed on Wang Huan, but unfortunately he didn't see any nervousness from Wang Huan's face, not even an expression of excitement and excitement.

This calmness alone moved Lin Xingming.

"Thank you. ”

Wang Huan smiled, came to the podium, and sat down cross-legged.

"The nails are a little short, but they can barely handle it. ”

Generally speaking, playing the guqin is not like playing the guzheng and requires wearing nails, but there are also certain requirements for the length of the nails. Because Wang Huan is not used to having long nails, he is a little reluctant to play the guqin.

Lin Xingming obviously also discovered this problem, and he was about to speak, when he saw Wang Huan shaking his head slightly at him, signaling that it didn't matter.

Position the guqin in a position that suits you.

Wang Huan looked at Lin Xingming: "The next guqin song is called "Flowing Water", please advise." ”

Here is a special science popularization: "Flowing Water", this song is one of the top ten ancient songs in China, and there is also a guzheng song "High Mountains and Flowing Water", but there is no inheritance relationship between the two. However, due to the name, many people are confused. The allusion to Boren's broken strings and breaking the piano back then was the song "Flowing Water" played, not "Mountains and Flowing Water".

Water?

Lin Xingming frowned, could it be that Wang Huan really created a guqin tune by himself?

He didn't speak, but his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Wang Huan's hands.

Wang Huan smiled faintly and began to play.

The simple and slow sound of the guqin sounded, which made people suddenly immersed in a distant and elegant artistic conception.

A restless heart seemed to be instantly quiet.

There is a way that:

Outsiders look at the bustle, insiders look at the doorway.

In just a few string notes, Lin Xingming's eyes lit up, and he immediately noticed that this piece was unusual.

Because the sound of the guqin is not loud, quiet but not far-reaching, restrained and unassuming.

Since ancient times, the guqin has generally been used for self-appreciation, and will not be used to please others on large occasions. Therefore, guqin playing is generally used as a spiritual communication between bosom friends.

And at this moment, Lin Xingming's heart was stirred by the strings of "Flowing Water".

The light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"This song "Flowing Water" ...... The artistic conception is so beautiful. ”

Lin Xingming admired in his heart.

As for the other young people around, they were attracted by the elegant and clear sound of this song, and they listened carefully one by one, and their hearts seemed to be integrated into the long-standing picture of "Flowing Water".

In the whale live broadcast room, the barrage began to explode.

"Do you feel like you've come to a secluded mountain spring and wander in nature?"

"The first time I listened to the guqin, my God, is the guqin so beautiful?"

"I was almost intoxicated, and my heart instantly became relaxed. ”

"It's so comfortable to close your eyes and listen to this song"

"Let me tell you, turn off the light, lie on the seat, close your eyes and listen to this guqin song, there will be unexpected surprises. ”

""Flowing Water" really made me feel the trickle of flowing water!"

Over time.

Everyone realized that the song began to be rich and varied.

Under Wang Huan's fingertips, one by one the notes jumped out, and the beautiful sound of the piano took everyone to wander in the mountains and forests of nature, through the silent woods, disappearing from time to time, like the top of a high mountain, fluctuating. Soon it was transformed into a clear mountain spring, which trickled down the stream.

At the same time, Wang Huan's superb guqin strength began to be fully displayed.

Rolling, whisking, hitting, advancing, retreating...... The alternate use of various fingering techniques made a group of young people who learned the guqin dizzy.

The upward and downward sounds like flowing clouds make Lin Xingming, a guqin person, sigh to himself.

At this moment, Lin Xingming had completely forgotten about breaking into the door, and completely followed the sound of the piano into the realm of forgetting things and me, his eyes were slightly closed, and his face showed an intoxicated look, as if he was enjoying this moment very much.

Whale live broadcast platform, all kinds of super rockets began to swipe the screen again.

Gifts are flying.

"It's getting better and better, and my heart is addicted to it. ”

"Brother Huan's toxicity is getting worse and worse!"

"It turns out that we also have such beautiful classical music and such beautiful musical instruments in China. ”

"It's much better than the piano!"

"Cherish life and stay away from Brother Huan. This is indeed a true truth!"

"Nima's, I think I'm going crazy. After listening to Brother Huan's singing, I asked my mother to sign up for a singing training class for me. After listening to Brother Huan play the piano, I asked my mother to buy me a piano to learn. After listening to "Pipa Xing", I bought a bunch of books on ancient poetry to read. Right now...... I want to buy a guqin again. What should I do? Will my mom me?"

The nine-minute performance did not feel the passage of time in the slightest to everyone.

When the last string note disappears.

When Wang Huan raised his head and looked at everyone with a smile, everyone came out of a wonderful feeling, and one by one they were stunned, as if something had been pulled out of their bodies.

I don't know how long it took, but these young people in ancient costumes finally came back to their senses, and their expressions became ugly.

They almost forgot that now was not the time for them to enjoy guqin music at all.

Wang Huan is here to break in!

They forgot about it!

Damn! They were shocked by a man who had come to smash the field. All the young people in the wing room raised their heads and subconsciously looked at Lin Xingming, the owner of the Qinmen, how should Lin Xingming deal with it at this moment?

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Chapter 280: Flowing Water Comes Out