Shen Wuhuan thought about it for a while and didn't figure out the relationship, so he simply ignored it.

She sat down on a stool and began to familiarize herself with the lyre.

As a master, Master Fang uses a piano that is naturally of the highest grade.

Shen Wuhuan turned out to be a piano expert, and he had a lot of research on piano materials and wood, but he knew that the barrel of this piano was made of fine rosewood, and the column was made of mahogany.

As for the skin on the barrel, the scales are thick and flat, and the color contrast is harmonious, and at first glance it is python skin.

The only thing that makes people feel strange is that the headstock is indeed a flat head, and there is no carving, and it stands to reason that the headstock of this material will be carved by beasts for the sake of beauty.

According to the status of this qin and the violinist, how can you have a nine-clawed golden dragon head to be worthy of the identity of the master above.

Shen Wuhuan was the one who asked when he thought of it, but Master Fang replied with a smile: "The dragon is a good thing, but the historical origin of the huqin has nothing to do with the dragon, and the value of the dragon head we see today is more in art than in tradition." ”

During the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, the land radiated widely, and it also got rid of the Han nation's idea of emphasizing culture and rule and light music, and absorbed the musical instruments of the surrounding ethnic minorities like a sponge.

"And when Huqin was introduced into the Tang Dynasty, it was like today, and no fundamental changes were made, and the reason why there was a dragon head is good, is just because the Tang people are good dragons, and I want to say that Huqin would rather use a horse's head than a dragon head."

"What's more, the headstock is far away from the barrel, and in fact, what it looks like has almost nothing to do with the timbre of the piano, so I use the flat-headed piano, which also saves me a lot of worry about it."

Shen Wuhuan didn't expect that Hu Qin still had so much knowledge, so she arched her hand and said, "I've been taught." ”

At this time, a different voice came, it was the little girl who had already sat in a row with her apprentices beside Master Fang.

"But since it has been integrated into us, the ancients respected the dragon, and the dragon was also respected in the natural piano, master, you will definitely be ashamed to take a flat-headed piano out now! At such an age, I don't know how to keep pace with the times, and I have to learn to package myself! ”

Master Fang was almost vomited blood by this girl's head.

Shen Wuhuan saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, the piano is done, let's start." ”

The girl shouted, "Applause! ”

Then the children next to her applauded together, looking at the children sitting next to Master Fang on the colorful plastic benches, Shen Wuhuan really had the feeling of a mother duck with a duckling.

"The music of the erhu is not as broad as that of the violin, so I may have to hide some passages, and when it comes to the concerto, I can leave it to the orchestra to make up for it, but now I can't help it."

"It's okay, I'll just listen to the general melody." Master Fang nodded, turned his head to a few small people beside him and said, "You all study carefully, Professor Shen is a capable person!" ”

Several children nodded yes, but only the girl choked: "Of course we know that Professor Shen has the ability, but I am a big fan of Professor Shen!" ”

What is the story of a person who learns folk music and worships a person who learns Western music?

Shen Wuhuan saw that Master Fang was about to be angry, so he hurriedly took a deep breath, put aside all distractions, and pulled the strings.

Because it is not appropriate to expose too many things, Shen Wuhuan can't play as he wants at this time, and he can't use the ready-made tunes in his hand, so he can only make a little restoration according to his own impression.

The content of the performance is only the first paragraph of "School Life and Eighteen Together", and the overall line is mainly soft.

As soon as the theme sounded, Master Fang was instantly stunned!

The mournful timbre of the erhu mixed with complex emotions slowly flows, laying a veil of sadness on the whole piece, just like the ending of "Liang Zhu", the story will eventually end in tragedy.

But in Shen Wuhuan's interpretation, the sad timbre of the erhu is faintly mixed with a hint of joy.

Just like the unrepentant and unwavering love of the two of them, it is mixed with romantic joy.

This theme doesn't have a lot of weight in the whole piece, but it only uses a few bars of melody to tell the core of the whole story, which is really like a stroke of genius.

Originally, in the original song, a dialogue formed by the violin and cello complemented each other to describe the encounter between Liang and Zhu.

However, Shen Wuhuan's performance at this time changed the idea of this theme.

The erhu singing alone seems to be a touch of sorrow in the eighteen-mile long pavilion.

That glimmer of joy is also like reminiscing about yesterday and the good times we spent together.

Recall...

Suddenly, the erhu in Shen Wuhuan's hand changed his playing style.

The soft and fast continuous glissandos and trills are indeed a pure joy.

This is the memory of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai!

Then a light melody and a clear and unsullied treble sounded from Shen Wuhuan's hand.

This great pleasure is completely rid of the melancholy form of the erhu, it is rejoicing and jumping, and there is no need to hide its emotions.

Just like the two of them spent a good time at school.

The melody is lively and jumpy, and even if it is just a solo, it can still make people smile warmly when they hear it.

But this happiness is only for a moment, and memories are always memories.

Eighteen send-offs, long pavilion farewell.

The last paragraph of Liang Zhu's presentation was played in Shen Wuhuan's hands.

The overall music has changed from a fast-paced allegro to a slow movement, and the violin's weeping melody expresses Zhu Yingtai's reluctant emotions to the fullest.

The girl listened and listened, and tears flowed out.

Children who have been immersed in music since childhood naturally have a considerable understanding of this relationship.

The girl felt the sadness, but she didn't know what she was crying about.

She just knew that it was very sad, and she had never heard such a sad song.

The elongated sound of the erhu is as far away as the eighteen-mile long pavilion, which symbolizes the pain of separation.

How long will they be silent about this pain?

In the end, can the two have lovers and eventually become married?

At this time, even if Master Fang was already familiar with Liang Zhu's story, it was difficult to hide the sense of anticipation in his heart.

But...

Shen Wuhuan stopped at this time.

She asked casually, "Master Fang, how do you feel?" ”

Master Fang hadn't come back to his senses yet: "What's the matter?" ”

"Uh, I'm asking how the tune is?"

Master Fang only reacted at this time, he stood up and jumped to his feet and said, "You want to make me angry to death, why did you stop?" What's next? ”

Shen Wuhuan coughed dryly twice, this seems to be treating himself as his apprentice, so what can it be?

She continued to breathe as a matter of course: "There is no more below!" ”