Wu Qingshan has played the guqin all his life, and the piano has not left his hand for decades, and his own attainments in the guqin have reached a very high level. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Now after hearing the sound of Guo Dalu's fingers swiping the piano, the old man's face suddenly changed, "String test?"

He reached out and took the mobile phone in Zhang Pingyun's hand, his eyes were fixed on the mobile phone screen, at this time, Guo Dalu in the video was after the piano test, after the strings were tested, his hands were gently pressed on the strings, and his momentum suddenly changed.

Even across a layer of screens, even if he was just watching the video, Wu Qingshan could feel a kind of impassioned and fierce heroic spirit exuded by Guo Dalu.

Wu Qingshan was surprised, Guo Dalu's fingers in the video slid, and the piano officially sounded.

Just listened to a few notes, Wu Qingshan's body was shocked, and when a few strong notes sounded, Wu Qingshan was honestly lying on his stomach with a snoring pet cat, but when Guo Dalu's piano sound sounded, the cat was so startled by the murderous aura in this piano sound that its fur suddenly exploded, and a scream of "meow" suddenly burst out of the pavilion and disappeared in an instant.

Wu Qingshan was taken aback, his palm trembled suddenly, and he almost threw the mobile phone in his hand away.

Zhang Haiping, who was next to him, hurriedly reached out to support the teacher, took the mobile phone, and gently placed it in the corner of the tea sea.

At this time, the piano music played by Guo Dalu has changed from chic and uninhibited to passionate indignation, and the style of the whole piece is officially displayed.

Several of the old people in the scene are all musicians, whether it is Western music or Eastern music, in fact, they all have something in common.

At their level, both Eastern and Western music are basically well understood, so after the sound of the piano played by Guo Dalu, whether it is Wu Qingshan, Tang Haiwang and other traditional music masters, or Western musical instrument masters Yang Cheng, Jiang Shaopo and others, all of them are shocked, and everyone's eyes are focused on the small mobile phone in the sea of tea.

The whole small courtyard suddenly fell silent, and only the passionate sound of the piano continued to sound in the small pavilion.

As the sound of the piano became more and more intense and angry, everyone at the scene felt stuffy in their chests, and couldn't help but feel resentful, even Zhang Pingyun and others, who had already heard a performance, couldn't help but immerse themselves in it again after Guo Dalu's piano sounded.

It wasn't until the last few sighs died down that everyone at the scene came to their senses.

Just now, when Zhang Pingyun turned on the mobile phone video, the Chinese violin master Jiang Shaopo was holding a tea cup to his mouth and was about to drink tea, but it was not until the end of this piece that he found that his palm was still in his mouth, but the small tea cup in his hand just now was broken by himself at some point, thinking that it was caused by the excitement he just heard and couldn't help waving his palm.

Yang Cheng, the piano master next to him, sweated on his forehead after listening to the song, and let out a long sigh, "Good guy, what a murderous aura!" This is the first time I've heard such a murderous guqin song!"

Even the two masters of Western music were so out of shape when they heard Guo Dalu's performance, not to mention Wu Qingshan, Tang Haiwang and others next to him, several old gentlemen trembled vigorously when they listened to the music, especially Wu Qingshan, when he heard the part where he was angry and rushed to the crown, his hair stood up, his heart was pounding, and he felt almost out of breath.

"It's amazing! It's murderous! It's a good tune!"

After finishing the song on his mobile phone, Wu Qingshan breathed lightly for a moment, and then said three "good" words in a row, "This must be "Nie Zheng Assassinates the King of Han" undoubtedly!"

"The first killing song of the ancient qin sound, it really deserves its name!"

He held his phone in front of him and looked at the video carefully, "Where did this master get this song?

"This is the real master of music! This realm is called the realm of masters!"

Wu Qingshan looked at Tang Haiwang beside him, "Old Tang, we can't compare to others!"

Tang Haiwang nodded and said: "Yes, whether it is artistic conception or technique, we are one level worse than him!"

When he said this, his face showed joy, "Now in our traditional Chinese music, there is finally a veritable master!"

Zhang Pingyun saw that a few people only had a happy look on Tang Haiwang's face and no jealousy, and everyone admired him at this time, "Only Teacher Tang and their minds can live up to the title of master!"

Wu Qingshan stood up excitedly, "Old Tang, the legendary song has really appeared! You and I both know the meaning of this!"

At this time, several old people next to them also stood up, looked at each other a few times, and saw the excitement in each other's eyes.

Tang Haiwang said: "Yes, after the records of literature and history books, coupled with all kinds of curious speculations of later generations of writers, after thousands of years of regret and curiosity, this piece not only occupies a very high position in the music industry, but also has a very important significance in the literary world and history! It is no longer just a guqin song!"

When a few people were still about to say something, the video in Zhang Pingyun's mobile phone was still continuing, and Guo Dalu's rough voice came out clearly from the mobile phone video, "You also know that you are a fart......?

Several old people were stunned when they heard this, and Zhang Pingyun's face next to him came out with sweat, he wanted to turn off the video, but this move was too traceful, but if it was not closed, I am afraid that the pictures behind the video may not be acceptable to several teachers present, and when he was hesitating, Wu Minxia next to him interjected: "This Mr. Guo who plays "Guangling San" speaks a little vulgar, let's skip this paragraph......

Bai Qingyu knew this female apprentice of her best, and when she saw a look of anxiety and shame and anger on her face at this time, she immediately knew that in the rehearsal scene, it must be as simple as the reappearance of ancient songs in the world, there must be something else going on.

He looked at Wu Minxia and asked softly, "Minxia, tell me the truth, what happened? Why do you all look very depressed and uneasy? Shouldn't it be a very happy thing for a famous song to reappear in the world? Why do you have such expressions?"

Wu Minxia hesitated: "There was a little change at the scene......

When she was still trying her best to cover it up, Zhang Pingyun suddenly sighed, "Teacher Wu, since we came to the teacher today, everything is still clear, right is right, wrong is wrong, this matter can't be covered up!"

When he said this, he took the mobile phone in his hand and tuned the video to the initial clip of Guo Dalu's dispute with them, "Several teachers, this matter is difficult to explain clearly for a while, let's watch the video." ”

In the video, Zhang Pingyun's disdainful voice was first, "I don't care how you adjust the program, but forget about the repertoire, a pig killer is also worthy of talking about the guqin?"

Then Guo Dalu's roar sounded: "Shit-like performance level, and pretending to be fucking high!Who gave you such confidence?"

"What? It's great to be able to play the guzheng? The mood is not right, the fingering is average, the heart is impetuous, and the tune is difficult to level, this is also called playing? Lao Tzu's feet and bullets are better than yours! What do you have to be arrogant about? In my opinion, you are not a fart!"

Then came the quarrel between Wu Minxia and Guo Dalu.

After watching a video, several old people at the scene looked at Zhang Pingyun and Wu Minxia at the same time.

Wu Qingshan's face turned pale, and he glared at Zhang Pingyun fiercely, "Sure enough, it's my good apprentice!"

Bai Qingyu also sighed softly: "Minxia, you kid!"

He shook his head and said no more.

Zhang Pingyun and Wu Minxia blushed and bowed their heads silently.

The video on the mobile phone is still continuing, and the videos of Guo Dalu playing the piano and playing the guzheng with his feet are also showing up in front of several old people at the scene.

Because the mobile phone video is a bit small, and the eyesight of several elderly people is not very good, in order to see the video of Guo Dalu's performance clearly, Zhang Pingyun's mobile phone is constantly passed around in the hands of several old people, accompanied by bursts of exclamations and sighs.

At the end of the video, hearing Guo Dalu's reprimand, Wu Qingshan nodded and said: "Yes, art can only absorb nutrients and have more vitality when it takes root among the people!

"Although this Mr. Guo is rude, he is very reasonable!"

He looked at Zhang Pingyun, "Some people say that what kind of teacher there is, there is what kind of student, the so-called lazy teacher is not strict in teaching! ”

The old man let out a long sigh, "Accompany me tomorrow to apologize to Mr. Guo!"