Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Old Men

Guo Dalu has always been a bad mouth, and this time when he bombarded the music industry in the performance hall, he still couldn't change his "bad mouth". Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The last sentence "Elegance is not pretending, grandson is pretending", the students and teachers in the entire hall were all red, ashamed and angry, and hated Guo Dalu's ruthlessness, but he couldn't refute it for a while.

With his indisputable strength, Guo Dalu showed everyone what strength is and what is a masterful performance!

Even if the teachers and students present were dissatisfied with Guo Dalu, they had to admit that compared with Guo Dalu's musical literacy, they were still far behind, and it was impossible to reach Guo Dalu's height in a lifetime!

Some things cannot be achieved by diligent study and hard practice, just like the performance of a musical instrument, if there is no spirituality and understanding, even if the imitation is good, then it can only be regarded as a craftsman and not a master.

In today's society, if you don't have the strength, even if what you say is the truth, then in the ears of others it is just a fart, and if you have the strength, your fart is also the truth!

Guo Dalu's two songs popped out, indisputably establishing his status as a music master, especially the amazing act of playing the guzheng with both feet, which is still difficult for the audience to understand and even believe.

"If you don't have an opinion, how about we move on to the rehearsal program?"

Guo Dalu stood on the stage not so much to consult, but to force everyone to accept, "It's still early, I think another rehearsal, everyone should still have energy, let's rehearse again, okay?"

If he said this before he took the stage, some people at the scene would definitely be dissatisfied, but now that they are speaking, none of the teachers and students of the Conservatory of Music dare to pick thorns and blow up their hair, and even Guo Dalu does not complain about being tired, what qualifications do they have to be lazy?

So the second rehearsal went smoothly, in this rehearsal, Guo Dalu added a program for himself, that is, suona solo, the suona sound played in the altar of earth a few days ago sounded again from the rehearsal hall, listening to all moved.

After the rehearsal was over, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, Guo Dalu looked at everyone and waved his palm, "It's not early, everyone hasn't had dinner yet, I'll treat you tonight, and the buffet will start!"

The students present cheered in unison, "Guo Ye is mighty!"

Many of these students have read the book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and they can be regarded as half fans of Guo Dalu.

Not far from the Conservatory, there is a cafeteria, 56 yuan per person, discounted for more people, and it is a frequent meeting place for students of the Conservatory.

There were about 30 teachers and students participating in the rehearsal, and it was not suitable to go to any hotel, but the buffet was more comfortable.

When a group of students went to the buffet en masse, Zhang Pingyun and Wu Minxia found Guo Dalu and several teachers from the conservatory, "Mr. Guo, we are older and lack of energy, tonight, you can play with the children, and a few of us will not go!"

Guo Dalu was not reluctant, "That's good, a few teachers walk slowly, I'll ask a few people to rub it alone another day!"

Zhang Pingyun and Wu Minxia were sincerely afraid, "You can't afford to be called a teacher in front of Mr. Guo, just call our name directly." ”

Guo Dalu laughed, "You are originally teachers, what's wrong with calling you teachers?"

Zhang Pingyun smiled embarrassedly, "Mr. Guo is too polite!"

After a few people nodded slightly to Guo Dalu, they left quickly.

Looking at the backs of several teachers who were far away, Wang Xiaolu said to Guo Dalu: "Brother Dalu, you should save some face for them today! ”

Guo Dalu said: "I can't let them get off the stage? Before Zhang Pingyun said that I don't deserve to talk about music, I can get off the stage?"

He looked at Song Qian and Wang Xiaolu, "I think you two are too, your little tails are a little warped, and you can be pretentious and elegant when you learn some music, as for you?"

Wang Xiaolu said expectantly: "Okay, okay, we know it's wrong!"

When she said this, she asked Guo Dalu curiously: "Brother Dalu, where did you learn "Guangling San"? And what is the name of the poem just now? Is it matched with the tune you played the zheng? Why haven't I heard it before?"

Guo Dalu smiled and said, "I want to know, come, kiss me and I'll tell you!"

Wang Xiaolu glanced at Song Qian next to her, "I hate it, there are still people!"

Song Qian sighed, "You two, can you give you some way to live? Just now it was so serious, why did the style of painting suddenly change? A serious book suddenly turned into tenderness and sweetness. ”

She put her hand on her forehead, "Can we do things according to normal people's thinking?"

Guo Dalu laughed and stretched out his hand to carry Wang Xiaolu on his shoulder, "Let's go, let's eat!"

While Guo Dalu and a group of students were in a mess in the cafeteria, Zhang Pingyun and several teachers walked towards the backyard of the conservatory of music together.

In the backyard of the Huaxia Conservatory of Music, there are several small courtyards with detached families, and in these small courtyards live national treasures of the entire Chinese music industry, and these people are the real music masters.

There is a generation of guqin performance master Wu Qingshan, there is a pipa master Tang Haiwang who is known as "Tang Pipa", as well as the guzheng master Bai Qingyu, and even several Western instrument performance masters, such as pianist Yang Cheng, violinist Jiang Shaopo and others.

These people have made great contributions to the Chinese music industry, especially Wu Qingshan and Tang Haiwang, when traditional music was about to wither or even die out a few decades ago, it was the two of them who ran back and forth, excavated ancient books, invited their peers out of the mountains, and worked together to compile new songs, and at the same time opened up the view of the door, vigorously promoted traditional music to the general public, and taught many highly accomplished apprentices.

These two men are highly accomplished in music, and they have spared no effort to promote traditional music, and they will apply to participate in any international concert, and they will present the charm of classical instruments to the audience whenever there is a need for any musical performance.

It is precisely because of the leadership of these two people and the painstaking promotion of many traditional artists that there is a glorious situation of the revival of traditional music.

They are the first batch of people who have won gold medals in Western musical instrument performance abroad, and they are the piano, violin and other Western musical instruments that have truly analyzed and taught a large number of national treasures with influence at home and abroad.

It's just that now, these masters are old and lack energy, and they rarely come out to participate in performances.

On weekdays, these old people raise flowers and birds in their yards, and occasionally when they are interested, they will call a few friends to play musical instruments together, but they rarely perform officially anymore.

After Zhang Pingyun and the others said goodbye to Guo Dalu, they glanced at each other, almost no communication, but they walked to the backyard at the same time.