Chapter 133: Your face in the sound of silk bamboo
"Mountains and Flowing Water" is one of the top ten ancient songs in China.
Legend has it that the pre-Qin qin master Boya once played the piano in the barren mountains and wilderness, and the woodcutter Zhong Ziqi was able to understand that this was a depiction of "towering ambition in the high mountains" and "oceanic ambition in flowing water". Boya exclaimed: "Good, the heart of the son is the same as my heart." "After the death of Zhong Ziqi, Bo lost his voice due to toothache, fell the piano and broke the strings, and did not for life, so there is a song of mountains and flowing water.
This song was originally a guqin song, but now it is mostly played by a guzheng.
However, Xiang Yu has also heard the current version of "Alpine Flowing Water", it is not the "Alpine Flowing Water" created by Yu Boya back then, and the appreciation is 108,000 miles away.
Bite...
The piano sounded.
Xiang Yu closed his eyes slightly, and his slender fingers gently plucked the strings. Notes, pouring out from his fingers.
There are no words to describe the beauty of the sound of the piano, the dragon dance just heard a trance, as if he was in a leisurely world where no one disturbed, except for the sound of gurgling water in his ears, it was the majestic mountain in front of him.
The sound of the water sounded so wonderful, and she looked up at a beautiful waterfall hanging from the high mountains between them, and the green color could be hidden behind the waterfall.
But for some reason, on the green mountain and stone wall, you can still see Xiang Yu's face, handsome and extraordinary, white clothes and long hair, selfless playing.
The sound of the piano is played to **, and the sound of the waterfall is gushing endlessly, just like the Milky Way in the sky is flying down, and it is beautiful!
Those who play the piano forget themselves, and those who listen to the piano are caught in the sound of the piano.
The clouds are fluttering green, and the flowers are beautiful and red. Cut autumn water with both eyes, and peel spring onions with ten fingers.
Chu Yan is the gate valve, and Qin Sheng is a female worker. A bright silver and a pillar touch jade.
The ape cries bitterly and smits the moon, and the warbler speaks beautifully. Shift sorrow to the bottom of your hands, and send hatred into the strings.
Zhao Seqing is similar, but Huqin is different. Slowly bounce back to the broken goose, and play the flying canopy urgently.
Frost Peiqiang returned the commission, and the ice spring was reopened. Zhulian was smashed thousands of times, and the knife ended with a single sound.
Yili is mentally determined, and she can be integrated. The rest is continuous, and the rest is endless.
Under the lamp of the youth night, respect the white head in front of the head. And the hearing should be there, and the old ears are not much deaf.
This song is in the sky, how many times has I heard it in the world? As Bai Juyi portrayed, it is heartwarming.
They didn't know that there was also a special listener, standing at the door of the restaurant, turned on the mobile phone recording function, and listened to it with fascination, and at the same time was a little excited and did not forget to record this moving nature.
The last tail note trembled slowly, as if holding a person's heart, and the shaking of the strings was pressed by Xiang Yu's hands.
In her previous life, Yu Ji also listened to herself play the piano like this, and the reason why she was a general who could play the piano was because Yu Ji taught her by hand.
Xiang Yu closed his eyes slightly, and the sound of the piano lingered for a long time. I really miss that worry-free day......
It took a long time for Long Wu to come to his senses and mutter, "That's good." ”
This is Yu Boya's pinnacle work, how can it not sound good?
Xiang Yu smiled and didn't speak, the closed door of the restaurant was opened, and a middle-aged man walked in, and when he saw Xiang Yu, he bowed deeply.
"It's a blessing to hear this song. This gentleman, excuse me, I'm really sorry to have overheard your piano. The middle-aged man said with a serious face.
Xiang Yu just knew that someone was at the door, but he didn't let him leave. It's just music, it's meant to be appreciated.
He smiled and nodded: "It's over, are you okay?" ”
"Oh." The middle-aged man realized that he was a little presumptuous, and when he heard the end of the piano, he couldn't help but want to come in and see the person playing the piano, he said: "My name is Song Haifu, and I am the general manager of this restaurant. So I can't help but ......"
Xiang Yu didn't speak, waiting for the middle-aged man to finish.
The middle-aged man was a little embarrassed, took out his mobile phone and said, "I couldn't help but record your piano just now, of course, if you don't want to, I'll delete it immediately." ”
This guy is pretty honest. Xiang Yu is not a stingy person, he can even take out the martial arts of the Xiang family and give it away, so how can he care about a recording?
Waving his hand, he said, "It's okay, it's a good song, it shouldn't have been buried." ”
The middle-aged man showed a hint of surprise and looked at Xiang Yu, his eyes lit up: "So, can I play this song to the guests in my restaurant?" Don't worry, sir, I will pay the copyright fee! Is a million okay? ”
A businessman is a businessman, and his vision of interests is much more accurate than that of ordinary people. One million is equivalent to a year's salary for him, but he dares to bet that he can make more money by betting on Xiang Yu's tunes.
Xiang Yu shook his head, he was unwilling to give away the copyright of this song. Without him, it is just because the people of this era cannot interpret the essence of this song. The copyright was given to others, and he was afraid that this famous work would be tarnished because of it.
"It's okay if you let it be for the guests, I don't charge your money, but I don't sell the copyright."
Think about it, too, how could such a peerless song be sold to yourself so hastily. The middle-aged man thought about it for a while and was relieved, he was already very happy to get the right to play, and when he turned around, he was going to find a professional musician to make the tunes on his mobile phone, and then play them to the customers in the store. This is sure to attract a steady stream of customers! He had such confidence in the music, even though he did not understand music himself.
"Mr. Xiang, in this case, I still have to pay your fee, otherwise I will feel uneasy." The middle-aged man said earnestly.
If you want to send money so much, why not? Xiang Yu reported the bank card number, as for how much money he gave, it was arbitrary.
"Haven't asked what the name of this piece is?"
"Mountains and Flowing Water."
Knowing the name, the middle-aged man thanked him repeatedly, and then said goodbye and left. He couldn't wait to take this piece to the professionals for processing, after all, the effect of mobile phone recording was not high.
After the middle-aged man left, Long Wu stared at Xiang Yu with shining eyes, and joked with a smile: "Someone is crying and shouting to send money when playing the piano, admire!" ”
Xiang Yu sat down and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that the money for this meal will also be saved." ”
"It's so stingy, do you care about the cost of food when you invite me to dinner?" Long Wu feigned anger.
Xiang Yu took a sip of red wine, to be honest, he didn't like the taste very much. And the amount of alcohol he has now is really a little weak when it comes to wine.
"I'll give you another meal in three years." Xiang Yu smiled, it seemed that inviting her to dinner was a great thing.
Long Wu didn't speak, looking at Xiang Yu's unruly face, it seemed that he couldn't read him even more. This person is really special.
It doesn't matter if his strength changes every day, he is good at too many things, as if nothing can stump him, and today surprised her again, Xiang Yu can still play the guqin, and it is so natural.
"See what?" Xiang Yu said suddenly.
"Look at you." Long Wu said.
(The first update is that although it is Saturday, the school has to make up the class, which is a bit of a broken egg, asking for comfort.) )