Chapter 65: Poetry Club IV
It is getting noon, but the Zuixian Building in the east of Chang'an City is still lively, and there is no trend of decreasing.
On the stage, after the learning to play was finished, Li Fatzi walked over, then picked up Li Xianzhi's topic, and then handed it to the judges' table;
Then he came to Li Xianzhi and picked up the student's topic and said to the audience: "My dear audience friends, do you want to know what the topic in my hand is?" ”
"Want to ......"
"Okay, it's very loud, then I'll tell you, the title on this paper is 'Take people as the theme, compose a song that can move the audience', do you think it's difficult?"
Well, no one is talking now, it's easy to say, it's hard to say; It's simple because it's easy to compose a moving song, but it's very difficult to compose a song that moves the audience.
Upstairs in the drunken immortal, Cheng Yanjin sighed: "This immortal is going to lose, and no matter how moving the song is, it can't move my old Cheng."
"Is it only conquest that can move you", the eldest grandson Wuji said with disdain.
"What's wrong with the conquest, believe it or not, I'll give you a paragraph now."
"Vulgar, hum"
"Looking at Li Ran's faint appearance, it seems to be sure, Lao Cheng, you have to be ready to be moved", Fang Xuanling, who had never spoken, interrupted the two who were about to quarrel.
"I don't believe in Lao Cheng anymore, what song can move me Lao Cheng", Cheng Yanjin said unbelievingly.
On the stage, Li Xian's feather fan shook gently, and he sat lightly in the position without any extra movements, seeing this situation, everyone raised the question in their hearts: Can Shixian do it?
Some people are looking forward to it, some people are taking it lightly, some people are gloating, and some people are waiting confidently! For all kinds of people, there is only one focus.
In fact, Li Xianzhi already has a suitable song in his heart, but he feels that this song alone is still slightly insufficient, and there is still a lack of an audience's emotional tone to set off this song that can move everyone.
Hmm~, Li Xianzhi, who had a plan, said lightly to Dong Xiang: "Dong Xiang, put the piano away."
What does it mean, admit defeat; Could it be that Shixian lost like this! Everyone looked at Li Xianzhi suspiciously.
Drunken Immortal Building, Cheng Biting Jin said proudly: "I'll just say it, now he even accepts the piano, isn't this admitting defeat."
"That's not necessarily, it's the same for immortals with or without a piano, if you don't believe it, then continue to watch", Fang Xuanling continued to speak.
On the judges' stage, Yu Zhining asked several other people: "Do you have the ability to make a song that touches the audience?" ”
"It's difficult, it's not difficult to make a touching song, but it's difficult to have so many people on the scene, not to mention what kind of degree can move these people, just to say that the music must be appreciated by both the elegant and the vulgar, this is not all literati, so it is a bit difficult to grasp this degree", Kong Yingda replied honestly.
Yu Shinan smiled: "That's right, but I'm optimistic about the prince, after all, he surprised us not once or twice."
But Li Xianzhi said unhurriedly: "Before I play, I will tell you a little story here, I must have heard some of them, but I still hope that you will all listen to me carefully."
"During the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there was a daughter Zhu Yingtai in Shangyu Zhu's family in Zhejiang, who disguised herself as a man to study in Hangzhou, and met Liang Shanbo who came together on the way, and the two bowed to each other; ......, classmates for three years, have a deep relationship, but Liang Shanbo never knew that Zhu Yingtai was his daughter, and later Zhu Yingtai interrupted his studies and returned to his hometown...... When Liang Shanbo went to Shangyu to visit Zhu Yingtai, he learned that his friend of three years was actually his daughter and wanted to propose to the Zhu family, but at this time, Zhu Yingtai had already promised to marry Ma Wencai; …… Later, when Liang Shanbo was in Yindang County, he passed away due to excessive longing; When Zhu Yingtai got married, he happened to pass by Liang Shanbo's grave, and suddenly the wind rose, hindering the progress of the welcoming procession, Zhu Yingtai took this opportunity to get off the sedan chair and come to Liang Shanbo's tomb to worship; At this time, Liang Shanbo's tomb collapsed and cracked, and Zhu Yingtai threw himself into the tomb when he saw this, and then a pair of colorful butterflies emerged from the tomb, and both flew away from the world."
Seeing that many people have fallen into the emotions of the story, and many women have left tears, Li Xianzhi nodded with satisfaction, and then said lightly: "Today, take this opportunity, I, Xianzhi, use this as the theme to compose a song "Liang Zhu" for everyone."
Immediately, I saw that there was an extra guzheng on the case of the qin, which had long been gone, but unlike the popular thirteen-string guzheng, the guzheng on the case was twenty-one strings; As soon as he saw Li Xianzhi's posture, he knew that Li Xianzhi was furious.
Qin Yin first narrates the love theme of Liang Zhu, then the happy school life, and then the eighteen send-offs; I wish Yingtai to go home and resist marriage, the building will meet, and the last crying spirit will be until the last section of the butterfly.
The first time the song directly touched a lot of people who value love and righteousness, drunken immortal building, looking at Cheng Biting Jin with a sad face, the eldest grandson Wuji said: "Moved, heh, seeing your Cheng Biting Jin's appearance, it's a rare thing."
"Dead fat man, you are so ruthless, for such a touching song, even my Lao Cheng was moved, but you didn't react at all, your heart is not made of stone, or let Shangxian change it for you after you go back", Cheng Yanjin said angrily dissatisfied.
"Okay, don't disturb the interest of the emperor and queen, continue to listen", Fang Xuanling persuaded.
The song has been finished again, but Li Xianzhi has not stopped, and the song begins to pluck the strings a few times, as if it feels like being in the clouds, so as to open the prelude, as if looking down on the world from the sky, pushing away the clouds, and the scene of the characters slowly becomes clear from blur; It is long and long, secluded and far away, as if Zhu Yingtai is telling the story of the past beside him; Then repeat the theme of love again in the bass, and return to the world to come true; At the end, a butterfly was repeated, and the whole piece was completely over.
The student on the stage looked at Li Xianzhi in disbelief, and then glanced at Zheng Mingjie, who was also in disbelief, and silently withdrew from the stage; Although Li Xianzhi's song may not have touched everyone, it moved him, admitting defeat is a respect for Li Xianzhi and for himself.
Judge, Yu Shinan smiled a little sadly: "How about it, the prince didn't disappoint us."
"Not bad, really good"
“……”
Zheng Mingjie said with a gloomy face: "Don't let him go on the third one, just call some specialized ones to come to power, I don't believe that he Li Xianzhi can do anything."
Li Fatzi's voice came: "Okay, let's invite the third person to the stage"
After a while, seeing that no one came on stage, Li Fatzi said with a smile: "Since there is no challenge in piano skills, then let's rest for an hour first, everyone go back and have a good meal, and then continue the next competition, I think the next event will be more exciting."
After Li Fatzi finished speaking, he came to Li Xianzhi: "Brother Ran, yo, make an appointment to fight the world, don't be afraid."
Li Xianzhi rolled his eyes, then floated up and walked to the third floor, leaving only the adoring Li Fat Man and the Langlang poem number: "It's not my small world, it's just high; It's not my past and present, it's just time; It's not my eye on Kyushu, it's just macro; Three non-guilty crimes? No dreams are the best. Brother Ran, you forgot to read the poem, and the younger brother will help, hehe."
On the third floor of the Drunken Immortal Building, there are only four private suites, the suites are exquisitely furnished and beautifully decorated, in the Tang Dynasty, they are even more suites than the presidential suites.
In the plum compartment of the four compartments of Meilan Zhuju, seeing Li Xianzhi floating over, Cheng Yanjin first bowed and said: "Shangxian, the three sons of the little demon are all rare handsome in the world, if you don't even accept the three of them as apprentices, it is really ashamed of your pair of titanium alloy fairy eyes."
"Goblin, don't look at the Confucian clothes I am wearing today, you think I am easy to talk, believe it or not, the master has skinned you alive in minutes", Li Ran glared at Cheng Yanjin dissatisfied.
"Shangxian is merciful, but the little demon doesn't know what's good about the kid of the Di family, so he bothered Shangxian to take him as an apprentice?"
Seeing that everyone else was also curious, Li Xianzhi said lightly: "There is no him, it's just that he said something that I like."
"What words"
"Yuan Fang, what do you think?"
“……”
"Auxiliary, what do you think", Li Shimin suddenly said to the eldest grandson Wuji beside him.
"Li Er, don't learn from others, you can't learn from it", Li Xianzhi said with black lines on his head.
"Shangxian, the fourth son of my family is called Yuan Fang, do you see if the fourth son of my family is also accepted as a disciple", Cheng Yanjin said with a flattering smile.
"Fairy, why don't you change your name to Yuanfang, do you have a fourth son", Li Xianzhi said with strong contempt.
The rest of the people also looked at Cheng Biting Jin with contempt, but they didn't care about the contempt of others at all.
Li Xianzhi suddenly felt a special gaze among the crowd, and then looked in the direction of the gaze, but saw Li Lizhi and the eldest grandson Wujian looking at him, but that special gaze disappeared.
In Li Xianzhi's doubts, Li Fatzi's voice came: "It's time to eat, hurry up and eat, it's not early."
During the banquet, the eldest grandson Wujian asked Li Xianzhi: "Next, I'm afraid it will be an unpopular event, can Xianzhi be sure?" ”
"Sister Eldest Sun, rest assured, even you don't know that I'm good at unpopular subjects, let alone them."
"Well, you said you're good at unpopular subjects, so you're these, this"
"Well, in fact, these things are almost the same, these things are actually similar in the eyes of our cultivators, and there is nothing popular or unpopular."
Seeing that the eldest grandson Wujian had to ask again, Li Xianzhi, who didn't know how to explain, hurriedly sandwiched a lot of dishes for the eldest grandson Wujian: "Sister eldest grandson, try it, this third floor is not an ordinary place to come up, and the food on this third floor is not unusual, eat more, let's talk about it later."
The eldest grandson had no choice but to give up when he heard this, but he was a little helpless when he looked at the food in the bowl, this is too much!