Chapter Twenty-Seven: Weak, Pitiful, and Helpless!
Ma's letter was delivered to Bezhuang early the next morning.
The little lady of the Zhang family was reading a book in Beizhuang, and she was not very close to her cousins and sisters, so she made all preparations for this trip: she stocked up on a batch of new books.
This batch of new books was picked by Su Lu.
Although she knew that Su Lu was talking nonsense with her eyes closed, the little lady of the Zhang family still chose the book according to his opinion.
In the past few days, she has taken out the most often to read, undoubtedly the book written by Su Lu "Seeing Micro Records", this book is written superficially at first glance, without half a bit of literary brilliance, but the more you read it, the more you feel that it is full of human feelings, and you can see the complexity of human nature and the changeability of people's hearts in the subtleties.
The little lady of the Zhang family couldn't help but think, what kind of person is this little Langjun of the Su family? He doesn't seem to have any scheming, but he writes everything on his face, and his eyes are bright when he is enthusiastic about you, is "Seeing Weilu" really written by him?
After thinking about it for two days, the little lady of the Zhang family received a letter from her mother Ma.
She thought it was an ordinary letter from home, but when Zhan Xin looked at it, she realized that it was not so simple. Ma first explained in his heart that the three brothers of the Su family came to Chengdu to study, and then described in detail that Su Lu brought a cook over, the cook's skills are very good, they tasted oven-baked chicken and orange leaf dumplings, and they tasted extremely fragrant, a hundred times stronger than the ones bought outside.
That's a bit too much.
The little lady of the Zhang family bit her teeth lightly, and was a little angry at her mother's approach.
I ate it, I ate it, how can I still write it in such detail in my letter?
The little Langjun of the Su family is really good, he came so quickly, and he brought the cook, isn't this a chance to give her mother a chance to seduce her?
The little lady of the Zhang family sulked in her heart.
Su Lu didn't know that he had been cheated by Ma's, and his secret magic weapon had not yet been completed, so he could only go to the temple every day to see the rehearsal progress of "The Legend of the Iron Mask General Pingman".
Compared with many little stars in later generations, Ning Shengnan, who can make a certain amount of fame in Washi, have real skills, and only a day has passed, and Ning Shengnan has already gathered a whole set of teams.
Mr. Jiang was responsible for revising the dialogue back and forth, and the movements were directly guided by Ning Shengnan, and everyone got started quickly, and the performance of "The Legend of the Iron Mask General Pingman" was very good.
Su Yu thought about it, but he still felt that the traditional Beijing view was not exciting enough, and the stage effect could not come out. He touched his chin and thought about it for a while, then asked someone to find a group of woodcarvers to start carving skeletons, and then piled up a skeleton pyramid to use as a stage set.
When it comes to mechanized production, the Great Song Dynasty must not be found; But if it is about manual work, the craftsmen of the Great Song Dynasty can throw off a few streets in later generations. Su Lu only explained his request, and received a sample that evening: a delicately colored, almost chaotic skull.
Su Lu made a decision on the spot: "Just do this, you find a few more people to do it together, just make it a hundred, the specifications must be uniform, the bottom should also be flat, it is best that the skeleton and the skeleton can be connected to each other, and make it into a skull tower." ”
These requirements were not difficult at all, and the woodcarver took the order.
On the third day, Lao Zhang came over and said that he had made a "magic weapon" finished product.
"The little one tried, and it blew loudly."
Lao Zhang said.
Lao Zhang's expression was still tinged with dim sum.
Who would have thought that this little guy would blow so lightly that the sound would be as loud as if it could send people away.
At that time, he blew it twice, and the people around him couldn't help but put down their work and came over, wanting to see what he had been ordered to do.
That's right, this is the legendary hooligan instrument with the reputation of "I kill a hundred flowers after my flowers bloom", suona!
It has a high-pitched voice that can shake the audience when it sounds, and all other instruments will be overshadowed, and they will have to succumb to its obscenity!
During this period, suona had not really become popular in the Great Song Dynasty, and few traces of it could be seen in the vast land of China.
How suitable this thing is for propaganda!
Su Lu was very satisfied with the high efficiency of the craftsmen of the Great Song Dynasty, picked up one of the samples, looked at it, took out a handkerchief and wiped it before putting it to his mouth to try blowing.
His cheeks bulged.
Inhale.
Hard.
Hard.
Su Lu blushed, and didn't make any loud sounds.
He only felt numb in his mouth and a little painful.
Lao Zhang was silent for a while, and said dryly: "Xiao Langjun is still young, it is normal for him to not be able to blow, and he has to be full of qi to blow loudly." ”
Su Lu never forced himself, he wiped the suona again, he wanted Lao Zhang to demonstrate it, but after thinking about it, he handed it to Xiaocui instead.
Xiao Cui took it expressionlessly.
Su Lu explained to her, explaining where to blow from, how lucky, how to exert force, and finally relieved: "It doesn't matter if you can't blow it, Lao Zhang also said that it's normal if you can't blow it, just relax and give it a try." ”
Xiaocui patiently waited for Su Lu to finish speaking, picked up the suona, and tried to blow it according to Su Lu's explanation.
The loud suona sound instantly resounded throughout the entire government.
Su Shi and the others were reading, and when they heard this movement, they almost dropped the book. They also studied for a long time, looked at each other, and got up and walked out to see what was going on.
Could it be that their little cousin has come up with something new?
When encountering new things, Su Shi walks the fastest, and he is always curious about new things.
When he saw the suona held by Xiaocui, Su Shi felt very novel, and also picked up a suona sample to look left and right, and asked Su Lu in his mouth: "Brother Zhen, what is this?" How come I haven't seen it? ”
Su Lu said nonsense: "This is called suona, I heard that it was introduced from the Western Regions, and the things of foreigners are rarely played, and I also heard people mention it by chance, but I didn't expect it to work well." ”
Su Zhe and Zhang Shu also arrived, one picked up a suona, looked at it with the same curiosity as Su Shi, and finally the three of them made the same action: put the suona to their mouths and tried to blow it hard.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Lu raised his hand to cover his ears.
It's a pity that the hooligan instrument is a hooligan instrument, and it is already domineering enough to blow it alone, and the three of them blow it blindly together, and the sound is like a group of demons dancing wildly, blowing so that the three souls of people are gone.
Su Lu found that his small, thin palm couldn't stop this extremely penetrating magic sound at all!
Weak, pitiful, and helpless!
At this moment, he understood why so many people used suona for funerals before! This voice can send away even the living, let alone the dead!
If this is put on hold in modern times, they will be complained about by their neighbors if they make such a disturbance!
As it turned out, it wasn't much better.
The people around the government office heard the noise coming from here, and many people had already walked out of the house, looking in the direction of the government office.
Zhang Fangping, who was working in the front office, also heard the movement.
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what was happening.
Zhang Fangping, the number one leader, had relatively free working hours, and did not speculate and discuss privately like others, but directly got up and went back to the back office, wanting to see who was the moth.
When I went to the back office, I saw that all the perpetrators were still at the scene, including his son Zhang Shu, his students Su Shi and Su Zhe still holding murder weapons in their hands.
Three strange musical instruments that Zhang Fangping had never seen.
Zhang Fangping walked over and asked sternly, "What are you doing?" What did you just make a fuss about? ”
Su Shi and the three of them were excited, looked at Su Lu in unison, and betrayed him in unison: "This is a new musical instrument made by Brother Chen, we thought it was fresh, so we tried to blow it, but I didn't expect it to be so small, but the sound was quite loud." ”
Zhang Fangping couldn't help but look at Su Yuan.
Su Lu's eyes widened in disbelief.
He has seen through this merciless world!
They came uninvited, bragged without permission, and were embarrassed to push the pot to him!