"Huh?" Yinghua was shocked, looked at Yang Wei in surprise, and re-examined the little kid in front of him.

"Huh?" Song Wan's elegant temperament had a peculiar hint of ruffianism, and he was afraid that he would understand the meaning of the wrong words, so he frowned slightly and asked, "Your name is Yang Wei, right, why do you call me teacher?" ”

"I want to learn the piano from you!" Yang Wei smiled sweetly back, and Song Wan's smile at the beginning was indistinguishable, and at first glance, it was that the master and apprentice were orderly and in the same vein.

"Where did you know I knew I could play the koto?" Song Wan was very puzzled.

There is no silk and bamboo, this silk is the qin, one of the eight notes. The pre-Qin five-string, the Han dynasty made the seven-string, also known as the jade qin, the yaoqin.

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, as long as we talk about the qin character in Chinese history, in addition to the zheng, the broken qin in the Boyazi period is Guanglingsan, and it is the qin that is sacrificed to the bosom friend. The song is wrong, and Zhou Lang cares about the piano. Even the two sharp blind men in "Kung Fu", the invisible instrument that kills people, are also zheng, which has such a murderous aura.

The ancient is added in front of the zheng, because the zheng originated in the pre-Qin period, has a long history, and is inherent in the word zheng.

The piano is different, but after having a piano, it has to add an ancient word in front of it to distinguish it.

Yang Wei is bad here, he fooled the children to use Western music to cultivate their sentiments, and the students and teachers invited were also students, and they still played when they should play. The qin and the zither came up to find a master to teach, he played music to play style, Western music to play, really to show the difference, people do not know the sense, temper the soul in themselves, but also have to play their own family inheritance.

A hole flute, a male piano and a female zheng, is the fake art real shape designed by Yang Wei for himself, the sound of the flute is lonely and sad, elegant and ethereal, a wisp of ancient style with him, suitable for the style of being alone. The qin is the soul of the national sound, which can get three points of charm, and it can also debut in the world at the level of Liszt's piano performance.

Why, it is not only the national that is so superficial as the world, and a series of self-spiritual cultivation and civilization issues are involved, but if you don't even understand this simple truth that seems to be a cry in despair, the explanation is even deeper, and ordinary people can't understand it.

People like Yang Wei are not allowed to have weakness and inferiority complex, and they will be used by opponents. Music for him is a modeling design and entertainment, like almost meaning, let alone love, entertainment does not matter at home and abroad, but the shape must have a heritage point, very utilitarian ideas, Westerners will not give Chinese folk music on formal occasions, he can not give foreigners Western music to a certain level, that is no longer a problem of entertainment.

"I really don't want to find a reason to lie to you, so you can just take me as if I heard the rumors from somewhere." Yang Wei has a request for others, but when he is doing business, he doesn't want to open his mouth to talk meaninglessly, after all, he will get along in the future, and when the waitress finishes serving the appetizer, he stuttered and pushed one of the plates of pickled cucumbers in front of Song Wan, his face was very sincere.

Under Song Wan's elegant appearance is an arrogant and ruffian heart, a typical double personality seriously ill patient wearing a mask, and when he heard Yang Wei say this, he became a little interested: "Rumors? An idler like me can still have someone to help me spread the rumors, what do the rumors say? ”

Yang Wei smiled and said: "Said that there is a person, this person, especially good at amusing the stuffy, one day I met a person known as the power of Western music, so I asked the people to use Western musical instruments to make a bird call, the power of the instrument at that time did not make a hand, can not come to this, this person took off the leaves on the side of the road to a bird call, and later sent a bird whistle to the person, and sent four words with the letter 'this hand'." ”

Song Wan laughed, picked up the small champagne on the table and took a sip of it, Yinghua seemed to remember the green years when the two were in love, and the troubles with his lover from time to time, smiled, and looked at Song Wan with more affection in his eyes.

Yang Wei pushed the small champagne in front of him towards Song Wan's table, still with a hippie smile: "I can't accept it, all honors are from Western music, can you let a funny person who can only make a boring person smash his job, the range of Tuyang musical instruments is different, this can't be compared, then regardless of the musical instrument theory of music theory, and the teacher is moving to find the comic theory, the affirmative sound of playing music is the reason, the funny is really funny, I don't know what kind of song came to attract the birds, and then the song stopped waving to drive the birds away, Let people call the birds back again. ”

Song Wan grabbed the small champagne that Yang Wei had just pushed over on the table and took another sip of it, his elegant face was flushed, and he shook his head triumphantly: "This tease is quite funny, I'll drink one for him." ”

Sun Hongxia and Wang Bing both knew that the tease in Yang Wei's mouth must be Song Wan, seeing that Song Wan's expression was very useful but unwilling to admit it, they couldn't help but want to take a few words, but Yinghua, who had been smiling very warmly, didn't know what to think, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Just when Yinghua's face changed greatly, and Sun Hongxia and Wang Bing's smiles just piled up, they heard Yang Wei sneer: "But this is not the funniest part of the teasing, the funniest thing is that this teaser is picking up food outside the camp of the Western music." ”

"Boom!" There was a crisp sound, Yinghua slapped the table angrily, and pointed at Yang Wei: "Enough." ”

"Good!" Yang Wei gave Yinghua a thumbs up, slapped the table with his little hand, and praised loudly: "This is our big girl in the northern capital, I just know that I love men, Brother Song is so blessed, Sister Hua, you really deserve to be a gentleman!" ”

A child of a few years old slapped the table and praised the young woman, and the child also had a look of being very optimistic about you, and that scene was so deranged.

"Poof!" The people at the table were all stunned, and the waitress who came over to serve the food laughed, and the soup popped out.

"My hometown of Shandong, it's not the same way to be funny with the two of you, don't be a little broken child!" Yinghua's face flickered blue and white as if his face had changed, with an expression of crying and laughing, and he really didn't know what emotions to come up with.

“… Leng Qiao, fellow countryman, our family is the old finch of Shandong, and it has not been three generations since the north fell. Yang Wei was stunned, and immediately distanced himself from Jingyouzi, and the Shandong dialect came as soon as he opened his mouth, with a look of surprise on his face that he had met a stranger.

The waitress was completely collapsed by the funny Shandong dialect blurted out by the child, put the dinner plate on the table, and squatted down with her stomach covered.

Sun Hongxia and Wang Bing were embarrassed, and quickly stood up and had nothing to do to help the waitress cloth vegetables.

Yinghua kept rolling his eyes, he couldn't see the black in his eyes, he pinched his waist and looked like a big teapot and only gasped for breath, he had never met such a bad boy who could kick his nose and face, and he didn't have any ruts at all.

“… No wonder the eyelids are always jumping on the road, the aisle is fluttering, sitting and wanting to pour, a mouth is blistering, it turns out that the evil omen should be on your little thief's head, you are a gourd baby? Song Wan, who was emotionally unstable and silent, was alarmed by the movement at the table, laughed at himself, and shook his head to joke at Yang Wei.

"Don't be superstitious about that, teacher, you just eat too much chicken butt and get angry." Yang Wei secretly praised, sure enough, he is a free-spirited person, and he adjusts really fast.

"Sensee, the teacher can't afford it, Zheshou, you strange bird that flew out of the wild boar forest somewhere, my fake Yunli King Kong really can't descend." Song Wan was suppressed after being raised first, but he let go, and he didn't pretend to let go, and ate by himself.

"Then you teach me?" Yang Wei was very happy.

"Teach you, save you to smash our glass with a brick in the middle of the night." Song Wan didn't raise his head, pinching a piece of pig's trotter and gnawing violently.

"You know that? Have you really practiced Xianglin picking stars, the one in your sleeve? Yang Dawei was surprised, and quickly waved his hand in admiration to signal his uncle and niece to pour wine for Song Daxian, he had never seen Song Wan show his talent in this area in his previous life.

"Practice a hammer, I know that a strange bird like you will definitely not be a good old eagle when it grows up, buddy is as timid as a mouse, he can't be provoked, so he simply obeys you." Song Wan threw the pig bones on the plate, and clenched his fists with both hands like a squirrel swallowing pine nuts to Yang Wei.

"You're embarrassed." Yang Wei looked timid, a little shy.

Yinghua was amused by the big and small two, one race and one shameless master, snatched the wine bottle in Sun Hongxia's hand, sat down and filled it for himself, carrying the wine glass and looking left and right, the more he looked at it, the more he looked at it, the more he coke, the two of them were not big or small, and they had a bad temper.

"But to teach, there is a word first, for the teacher is not to look down on Western music, we are self-contained, playing the old things three thousand years ago, tinkering, people are advancing with the times, from music theory to musical instruments continue to revise and improve, if there is no tolerance of the world, learn from each other's strengths, I teach you to play a leaf to play, let go of the piano, I have played the piano for half a lifetime, but now I can't play." Song Wanchong's wife from Western music smiled flatteringly, and smiled inexplicably at Yang Wei when he said it.

Yang Wei nodded, understanding the meaning of Song Wan's words, but Wang Bing on the side was very strange, and looked up and said: "Isn't the piano more and more proficient, is Brother Song modest or what, and he can't play anymore?" ”

Wang Bing actually doesn't look down on Song Wan, he has never seen Yang Wei so polite to anyone, and he loves to ignore him, but is very polite to a broken piano seller, isn't it just to play a piano, the café is thrown out, and you can't listen to any music, as for it.

Song Wan was not annoyed, just smiled gently, but Yang Wei rolled his eyes at Wang Bing impatiently: "You are a karaoke humanoid repeater, what kind of piano do you play with the master, do you have that piano heart, a table of fish and cow corpses is not enough to block your stinky mouth?" ”

"Okay, okay, I'll serve!" Wang Bing persuaded him, but his face was not angry, but who called even the car and stall was set up by Boss Xiao Yang for him, and he was quite convinced by Yang Wei, more than his own brother, but he glanced at Song Wan with disdain, and he didn't make a sound when he ate food.

"Yo, you still know this?" Song Wan was not grateful for Yang Wei standing up for him, but his face was full of ridicule.

"I still know how to practice cinnabar palms, and I really can't hurt people with a slap? It's easier said than done, it's just a parrot, I've heard people say it, and the little arms and legs don't have the ability to bluff people, can the master fax the ability? Yang Wei rolled his eyes at Song Wan, secretly said that he didn't know the hearts of good people, and he was kind enough to relieve you from the siege, but he despised the reinforcements, no wonder he crossed the sky like a meteor in his previous life, leaving a bright light and shadow and there was no sound, he must have offended people and was shot down by anti-meteorite weapons.

"Okay, I'll listen to the piano heart you hear, even if you have a little understanding, I'll give you all this little bit of the bottom of the box." Song Wan didn't dare to underestimate the eccentric child in front of him, but Zaohui has a different experience, she can't see the prosperity of the world, and she has no personal experience of the changes in the world, how dare she talk about the word qinxin.

Yang Wei tilted his head and said seriously: "I really don't learn the piano for the sake of learning the piano, and I don't plan to delve into the skills of the piano, it's just a play." If you want to listen, I will tell you about the heart of the piano that I heard someone say by chance, what the heart of the piano is pretending to be elegant and bluffing, the person said, the heart of the piano is unintentional, the piano is like the moon into the lake, the flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, the heart of the piano is like the morning dew, from the unintentional death of the invisible, the heart of the piano moves, only the heart complains about the sound of the piano, the phoenix intends to move the phoenix, the heart is heavy and the strings are falling, the ambition is in the chest and the sound is like iron, the strings are like a golden bow, the chest has armor and the piano will be killed, when the strings are raised, the killing machine is hidden, and the sound is ambushed on all sides......"

“… The man... But for your teacher, why worship me... Now my mind is confused, I can only play music, and I am not worthy of being called a pianist! Song Wan's expression was gloomy, he picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it dry, his face was sad, "What is the heart of the qin, it is the heart, what is the qin, it is an object, the sound of the qin must be the mind, if the mind does not match the sound of the qin, then it is not to talk about the piano, but to be controlled by the piano." This is also the biggest difference between the Chinese piano and the Western piano, the Chinese earth is heavy, the Western heavy shape and heavy technique, this is also why the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are respected, where is the qin, where is the qin, the respect is the heart of the true heart, the ambition of the Huanghuang gentleman, the generosity, the song to the song! ”

Yinghua saw that her husband was scarred by the child again, she wanted to be angry but she couldn't get angry, her eyes were covered with a layer of sadness, and she looked at Song Wan fixedly, no one understood her husband's deep grief better than her, how conceited he was, but he had to help her support the piano shop with a smile, and he still sold Western musical instruments.

The husband said that the heart of the piano has been damaged, and he is not worthy of stroking the gentleman's qin, but he has been dusty for many years, and he can't touch it, and he has completely become a good man who is a bit of a philistine.

"When are you going to start shaking the guy at the bottom of the box?" Yang Wei didn't feel guilty at all for provoking Song Wan's sadness, his words were originally said by Song Wan in later generations, he was just afraid that the teacher would hide his own personal interests so he used his words to bluff others, and he didn't have time to waste on the surface, so he simply came up and took the medicine, and if he didn't die, he would have to take it out, otherwise he would always be despised by his apprentices, and the master would be embarrassed.

"I went back and rummaged through the bottom of the box, and I don't know if it was bitten by a rat." Song Wan sighed, but his spirit was a little more high-spirited than he had ever been, "The sound of the sound is natural, the sound of the Middle Ages is more important to the heart of heaven and earth, it is not suitable to pass on your ancient music rites indoors, now the red leaves of Xiangshan are full of flowers, and it is suitable for you to listen to the sound of the wind, you can go to the piano shop to find me when you have time, and we will have time to travel in the mountains and rivers." ”

"What's the matter?" Yang Wei was quite unhappy, jumped off the stool and bowed solemnly to Song Wan, then straightened his small body, and sneered, "It's not a sour person, what kind of big clove of garlic is pretended, let's get it when the etiquette is reached, don't engage in those fake and serious, let you take advantage of me in the end, if you have an apprentice like me, you can snicker, let's go, this dish is tired of people, you can eat it." ”

After that, he smiled at Yinghua's eyebrows and bared his teeth, and walked out with his calves open.

Seeing this, Wang Bing took a bite of food, grabbed a napkin and wiped his mouth, stood up and chased Yang Wei.

"Old Song, our family is going to be in trouble." The three people at the table looked at each other as they looked at the backs of the people who walked away, Yinghua reacted first, and sighed at her husband.

"No, didn't I let people come directly to the store, and the scourge won't go to our house." Song Wan blinked, his mouth was tough, and his heart was a little empty.

"Come on, Brother Song, Sister Xiaohua, let's have a drink, sister respects you!" Sun Hongxia was not surprised by Yang Wei's style, and when she saw that the husband and wife were sad, she hurriedly made a haha to enliven up the atmosphere......

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