"Oh!" Seeing that Li Wanru said this, Xiao Cui couldn't continue Zhang Yi's topic, she poked her little hand on the dresser, and a neatly written page was held in her hand.

"Miss, this is a poem made by Wang Xuewen and Wang Gongzi for you! Wang Gongzi is one of the four great talents of our Jiangning, although he is only ranked after Liu Duanyang's son, but in terms of poetry, Liu Duanyang's son is a few points inferior! If you compare his poems with the fox girl, you will definitely be able to trample the fox under your feet, and Bao is ready to let her go back to the capital obediently! ”

I saw that the page was only half a foot long, and it was written in small block letters, and the words were squarer and round than the wind in the line, and the calligraphy skills had already been a little hot.

Hearing that it was Wang Xuewen's poem, Li Wanru, who was originally a little bleak, couldn't help but ease up a lot.

As Xiaocui said, Wang Xuewen ranks second among the four great talents in Jiangning, and before Wu Yuebai and Du Wenyuan, he is especially good at poetry. If there is Wang Xuewen's poems and music, it will definitely add a lot of color.

It's just that Lin Yun'er is almost finished performing, and now she is recomposing the music.... It's a bit overwhelming.

In fact, it was with this factor in mind that she had always planned to use the previously rehearsed tunes, but this Lin Yun'er's strength was so strong that she had to come up with the idea of new words.

However, at this moment, Zhang Yi's bad laughter on the stage outside rang out again.

Zhang Yi smiled at Lin Yun'er undeniably, and said, "Miss Yun'er, you have promoted me, I am just a little errand boy, you have repeatedly asked me to give advice, how embarrassed?"

You know, I'm a rough person, what kind of rhythm do you know there? But in my opinion, Miss Yuna, although your singing voice is beautiful, it lacks emotion, and if you sing it with emotion, I think it will definitely make people join the song even more! ”

Zhang Yi looked serious, but his heart was extremely bullish, wasn't your little girl arrogant just now? Until now, it is not a requirement for labor!

It's just that although he is happy in his heart, he doesn't know how to substitute his special feelings at all.

After all, he is not a professional in singing, and he is nothing more than entertaining himself about the quality of the songs, and it is easy to listen to them. Now this set of lyrics is still a patchwork of comments from watching other people's songs in my previous life.

In Zhang Yi's mind, being able to write such a professional comment is naturally a master in music, and at worst, it should be a little musical, which must be true.

When Lin Yun'er heard this, she was immediately shocked.

Although she put away her contempt for Zhang Yi, she may not really value Zhang Yi's so-called advice.

However, Zhang Yi's lack of emotion really made her feel empowered, and she instantly recalled the words of Mo Qiniang, a master of piano art in Beijing at that time.

The basic skills are enough, and he is born with a good appearance and a good voice, but he still needs a lot of experience!

Thinking about it this way, it is difficult for Mo Qi Niang to mean that she does not have enough experience to integrate a lot of complex feelings into poetry and songs, so although she has become the Oiran of the capital, there is still some distance from everyone.

It's just that although Zhang Yi opened a door to everyone's road for her, she was confused!

How to go on this road, how to substitute feelings into it, and how to resonate with the song and the audience......

She doesn't know!

It's not clear either!

It's even more because it's far away in the south of the Yangtze River, and if you want to go to the capital to seek advice, you can only think about it!

But it was this feeling of seeing Baoshan but not being able to enter, which almost made Lin Yun'er crazy!

Yes, her eyes flashed when she looked at Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi!

It's the seemingly frivolous and cynical little guy in front of him, but he hides the depths!

Maybe he should be able to help himself!

Thinking in her heart, Lin Yun'er slowly bent down for the third time and saluted Zhang Yi again.

"Yun'er didn't know that Gongzi was only learning, please forgive Yun'er for treating Gongzi slowly!" Lin Yun'er looked serious, the last trace of charm between her eyebrows disappeared, and she said to Zhang Yi in an extremely solemn tone: "Yun'er is presumptuous, and I ask the son to give me advice!" ”

Seeing her extremely serious appearance, Zhang Yi was a little stunned.

This little girl's skin can't be the wrong medicine, right?

Zhang Yi thought badly in his head, I don't dare to teach music and rhythm buddies, but if you want to say that there are really a lot of buddies in the room, what icebergs make fire, old trees are rooted.... That's all taught in the actual combat exercise film of female teachers in thousands of island countries.

And a Qingqi person who clears the building, and the other is a female worry in the island country, it seems that they are all fans of food, just look at the seductive face of this little girl, if it is placed in the future generations, it will definitely be a popular Internet celebrity.

His little eyes lit up and he immediately smiled: "Miss Yun'er, where are you talking about this?" To say that to teach is to raise love! But when it comes to incorporating feelings into the music, I really have a bit of a heart here. ”

"Please also ask Zhang Gongzi to tell me about it!" Lin Yunren's face was excited, and he suddenly became interested.

"This is actually very simple, it's just that Miss Yun'er doesn't pay attention to it on weekdays!" Zhang Yi smiled, saw that Lin Yun'er had taken the bait, and immediately said: "The so-called art comes from life, but it is higher than life." The poems, songs, and even articles we often hear are actually expressions of things in life.

The difference is none other than the form of expression. A good poem can be sung through the ages, and a swan song can also be sung for a hundred years. ”

"It's extreme, it's extreme!" Lin Yun'er's eyes shone brighter, and when she looked at Zhang Yi in front of her, she only felt more intoxicated, and she couldn't help muttering: "Art comes from life, but it is higher than life..... Zhang Gongzi, what you said is so good! ”

"Hehe, Miss Yun'er praised it falsely! I'm just feeling, I can't take it seriously! ”

Seeing Lin Yun'er's admiration, Zhang Yi was a little embarrassed, the most important thing was that the murderous gazes in the pergola outside made him feel a little weak.

Made!

Dude is only eight years old, and it is really a trouble to have a beautiful woman throw herself into her arms!

Didn't you see a group of sanctimonious "jackals" who couldn't wait to eat buddy?

Zhang Yi sighed secretly in his heart, pretending to be indifferent and light, which made Lin Yunren even more eager.

But....

It's not a thing to be looked at like this by Lin Yun'er with adoring eyes?

Zhang Yi felt that this was a bit contrary to his purpose of coming to Baihualou, although Lin Yun'er was still beautiful, but in order to make a Lin Yun'er happy, let Chunfanglou set up so many scholars as rivals.... It's really not a good deal!

Before Lin Yun'er could speak, Zhang Yi smiled again: "So if you want to integrate feelings into the song, you must experience the author's mood in creating poems, and only in this way can the artistic conception in the text be sung in the form of songs." Coincidentally, when I passed by the Qinhuai River not long ago, I saw a boatman and wife sailing proudly, and I wondered if Miss Yun'er would like to sing with me. ”

PS: That song? Did you know? Hint: Little sister, I'm on the bow of the boat!