056 Erhu
Lin Hu doesn't really know much about music or musical instruments, and he can't even hear anything good, so he can only listen to it faintly.
He asked Bodhi to play the piano in order to feel whether there was that spirit in the sound of the Bodhi.
In his view, anything that does not form something of its own is a dead thing, rotten wood that cannot be carved.
If he can't integrate his emotions into playing the piano, even if he is a tenth-level piano player, he can be regarded as a pianist at most, not a piano master.
This small threshold, but it is the difference between heaven and earth, one step of heaven, one step of hell, if you can't play out your own spirit and spirit, then Bodhi can't practice in a genius way, and you have to honestly practice all the true internal skills.
Bodhi drank the tea on the table in one gulp, and then walked directly to the living room outside, where a mirror piano was placed in the northwest corner of the living room.
As soon as he came out, he saw Lu Li and Mingjing muttering something quietly, and then Mingjing giggled like a little hen, and Bodhi couldn't help but say angrily: "Why don't you leave yet?"
"Ahh Lu Li asked in surprise, and then, he had a look of sudden realization, "Oh, you are reluctant to let me go, you want to stay here for the night tonight." β
Bodhi snorted coldly, ignored him at all, but walked directly to the piano and opened the lid, and then sat silently in front of the piano.
Lu Li couldn't help but be a little strange, usually at this time, that naΓ―ve guy must not help but argue with him, why did the sun come out of the west today.
He was about to start mocking again, but suddenly, Spiegel pulled his arm, "Don't tease him yet, let him finish this song." β
Lu Li looked at Bodhi in surprise, this guy used to be angry with him, saying that he would never let himself listen to his piano, did he make an exception today?
Thinking of this, he suddenly had some expectations, since the two fell out two years ago, he has never heard Bodhi play the piano again, although this guy is naΓ―ve and ridiculous, but playing the piano is still a bit of a doorway.
Lin Hu leaned silently against the side of the corridor, his leg was sprained, and his movement was a little inconvenient, Bodhi was almost ready, and he had just walked out.
The black and white keys were pressed by ten fingers, a cheerful minor tune was played, Bodhi's upper body leaned forward slightly, and his delicate face was extremely serious.
In less than ten minutes, after a piano song was played, Bodhi silently reminisced for a moment, and then suddenly turned his head and asked, "How do you feel?"
Lin Hu stood behind biting his lip, his expression was a little tangled, and he didn't know where to start.
"What the hell, why don't I play another bar?" Bodhi couldn't help but ask.
Lu Li slowly stood up and walked in front of Bodhi, "I didn't expect that I hadn't seen you for so long, you have become more mature than I imagined, I decided to forgive you." He stood there silently and offered to hold out his right hand.
Bodhi looked at him with strange eyes, "What do you forgive me? Do you think I played it to you? Don't dream, I played it to Lin Hu." β
Lu Li stood stiffly in place, his attitude of taking the initiative to reconcile was extremely embarrassing, and his face instantly became extremely ugly, "Is it? It turns out that I misunderstood." β
His voice trembled a little, and if there was no one else, it is estimated that he would pounce on Bodhi and strangle Bodhi to death.
"Hmph, some people just like to be self-righteous, he thinks he has a lot of face, and he wants me to play the piano for him?" Hehe......" Bodhi looked at Lu Li amusedly, and his heart suddenly brightened.
On the other hand, Lu Li, although he made a breezy appearance on the surface, Lin Hu, who was standing behind him, saw very clearly that the fist he was hiding behind him was tight and loose, loose and tight.
Fortunately, Mingjing's lovely sister has been sitting next to Lu Li to help him relieve his stress, otherwise, there would really be a full martial arts here.
Bodhicitta looked at Lu Li's performance with satisfaction, and then looked at Lin Hu with an expectant expression, "How do you feel about the Daoxiang serenade I just had, is it okay?"
Lin Hu still stood silently on the edge of the corridor with an indescribable expression.
Under Bodhi's repeated urging, he finally couldn't help but speak, "Sorry, I didn't understand. β
Don't understand?
The three people present were stunned, and Spiegel looked at Lin Hu with a pair of big shining eyes, and he didn't understand what he meant.
Suddenly, Lu Li pointed at Bodhi and laughed: "Haha, I didn't understand...... Ha ha...... The cotton you played, people didn't understand it at all...... Haha, I'm laughing to death. β
This time it was Bodhi's turn to look ugly, and he rushed to Lin Hu angrily, "Why don't you understand, I can play it this time." β
Lin Hu pushed Bodhi away with some embarrassment, and then let out a long sigh, "You play very well, but the problem is, I don't know how to play the piano." β
He asked Bodhi to play the piano because he wanted to grasp a trace of spiritual rhyme in the sound of the Bodhi piano, and then directly instilled it into Bodhi in the form of rhythm, just like the divine thoughts in Xiuzhen's novels.
But it's a pity that he really overestimates himself, Bodhi's piano playing is really good, even he, a pure layman, can barely hear a little way.
But the problem is that he really doesn't know how to play the piano, let alone transmit power through the sound of the piano, so it's embarrassing now.
Under Lin Hu's painstaking explanation, Bodhi finally understood a little.
Li Mingjing and Lu Li on the side didn't know what they were talking about, but it didn't prevent them from watching the excitement.
Suddenly, Bo got up and ran back to his bedroom, and in the blink of an eye, he ran back quickly, still carrying the erhu in his hand.
"Can you understand this?" asked the Bodhisattva.
Lin Hu hesitated for a moment, "You can try it." β
Lu Li looked at Bodhi in surprise, and then whispered to the mirror beside him, "Your brother will still do this?"
Li Mingjing also felt very magical, she thought Bodhi was just talking and playing, but she didn't expect him to really learn erhu, and it seemed to be pretty good.
Li Bodhi sat upright on a chair, the erhu barrel stood on his lap, pulling the strings with one hand and holding the stem with the other, at least from the posture, absolutely professional.
"I just learned the erhu recently, listen to it. With that, he began to move.
The melodious and low sound of the erhu piano sounded, and Lu Li raised his eyebrows, this guy really understands erhu?
Lin Hu clasped his hands and shoulders and listened carefully, and just finished listening to this part of the prelude, suddenly, Bodhi Liang opened his voice, "Sigh Yang family...... Be faithful ......"
Lin Hu hurriedly shouted to stop, "Wait, why are you still singing." β
"What do you think?" said Bodhi with a smug face, "I adapted this piece from Peking Opera, but I can't sing it well, and I can't sing the sad and poignant feeling you said." β
"When I find the right feeling, I should fix the score again, and there should be that miserable taste. β
Lin Hu hurriedly stopped Bodhi again, he could see that this guy was definitely a genius, he lacked nothing in understanding and aura, only a gentleman who helped him get started.
It's just that this person must be able to keep up with his thinking. At present, if you want to teach him, you must first learn a musical instrument, and your attainments must not be too shallow.
Lin Hu thought hesitantly and then asked, "Do you know how to play the flute, and the flute is also fine." β