Chapter 742: Liang Zhu
"Liang Zhu? This...... What is the origin of this name? ”
"Of course there is, of course there are...... "Buying himself two seconds, Han Shuang quickly adjusted his state, and then began to talk nonsense, no!
Interpretation.
"I used to see a story in a collection of stories, probably about a scholar named Liang Shanbo who went to study in the academy, and then met a very delicate-looking petite 'boy' Zhu Yingtai...... "In the Xia Kingdom, there is no story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.
However, Han Shuang's fiction is estimated to be impossible to verify, after all, he saw it from a book of stories!
Who has the spare time to dig through all the stories? After talking for a while, Wang Defa's granddaughter and his granddaughter understood the synopsis of the story.
"I said that there is a wind of pathos when I hear it, and it turns out that the story is very sad." Wang Defa still couldn't hide the excitement and excitement in his eyes.
Wang Yanran did not express her opinion on this song [Liang Zhu], but from her sparkling eyes, it can be roughly seen that this original song shocked her!
"Little friend, can you play it again, I like this original song so much! It's like! Han Shuang smiled, didn't speak, and sat down again.
With the beating of the notes, Wang Defa slowly closed his eyes. With the foreshadowing of a tragic love story, listening to this song [Liang Zhu] again, Wang Defa's mood has changed a lot.
At the beginning, the notes jumped happily, and he seemed to see a college full of books, and a group of young students in crowned hats were reciting poems.
Among them, there is also a Zhu Yingtai dressed as a man. Then, the notes become soft and beautiful, as if a beautiful emotion is quietly fermenting..... In Wang Defa's mind, Liang Shanbo accidentally learned Zhu Yingtai's true gender, and learned the latter's affection for him, the two interesting souls slowly got closer, and various pictures of ears and temples grinding began to emerge...... Then, the style of the song gradually became high-pitched, and even a trace of helplessness and sorrow entangled in life could be heard.
Needless to say, it must be that the love between Liang Zhu and the two lovers has been hindered. The relevant pictures of the anti-marriage, the balcony meeting, and the crying spirit to the grave also gradually emerged in Wang Defa's mind.
Finally, the notes are poignant and sonorous, as if someone is crying, telling the saddest story in the world.
At the end of the movement, the notes revert to their original light jumps, as if the gods have lifted the heavy dark clouds and made the sky clear for the first time in a long time.
In that clear sky, two butterflies danced, chasing each other, jumping wantonly in the sun, flying together into the clear blue sky...... This time, Han Shuang was also distracted.
After the last note was played, he pressed his hands on the keys, calming the excitement in his heart.
Last night he had a dream about a butterfly. Then I woke up. I've been thinking about the original piano song, how did I forget [Liang Zhu]!
Let's not mention Liang Zhu's classic tragic story, it is just a beautiful style, and it is definitely a classic!
After making up his mind, he immediately communicated with the system, and then spent a sum of money to buy Mr. Wu's piano original from the system.
In his previous life, he also brushed up on the video of Mr. Wu playing this song [Liang Zhu] in the year of the sixtieth year. It simply renders the beauty and poignancy to the fullest!
Whether it is Lang Lang or the [Liang Zhu] version of many musicians at home and abroad, its rendering effect on emotions cannot be compared!
It shows the greatness of Mr. Wu! After he stood up, he found that Wang Defa's grandfather and grandson were gently wiping away tears.
"Haha, don't joke about it! I was so moved by the story that I couldn't help myself. Saying that, Wang Defa sighed deeply: "Although this [Liang Zhu] does not have an earth-shattering shocking sense of hearing, it is really difficult not to empathize with the ups and downs and incomparably poignant tone of the music!" If I could write such an original song in my life, I would really die without regrets! Without waiting for Han Shuang to speak, Wang Yanran's sudden action suddenly caught him off guard.
But seeing that she suddenly knelt down, she kowtowed to Han Shuang firmly.
"Master Han is above, please bow to Yanran!" Han Shuang was startled and hurriedly helped. However, this girl is very stubborn, claiming that if Han Shuang does not agree, she will not get up.
It's a bit forced. Wang Defa on the side didn't seem to expect his granddaughter to make such a move, he was stunned for a moment, and then sighed, but the corners of his mouth showed a smile of relief.
also followed to persuade Han Shuang: "Xiaoyou, there are not many people who can make Yanran worship, otherwise, you will follow her!" Han Shuang smiled a little bitterly, what is this!
He definitely can't accept the apprentice anymore, mainly because he really doesn't have time to teach! He didn't know how many times he felt guilty about a Fu Yin, and he couldn't accept Wang Yanran if he said anything.
Besides, she's a year older than herself! It's not like words! At that moment, Han Shuang didn't go around the bend, and said straightly: "I still remember the love of Xiangyu from Mr. Wang!" This song [Liang Zhu] is actually played by a girl, and the artistic conception is better! You also know that I am very busy, I really don't have the energy to develop in the field of piano, if someone can help me to make this song [Liang Zhu] known to more people, touching more people, I am still very happy. Wang Defa invited him kindly, and vaguely pointed out his help to Miao Quan last night, and now Wang Yanran is bowing to the teacher again, for what?
Don't you just want to get one of your own original songs! Now that he has offered to send it off, it is estimated that he is smiling in his heart.
Sure enough, hearing Han Shuang say this, even Wang Defa, who was extremely determined, could not hide his excitement.
"Little friend, you..... You mean, no! How could Yanran accept such a valuable gift? Otherwise, you make a price..... Not at all! Such a work of art, measured in monetary terms, is simply insulting! That..... That's right! The old man also has a treasure of the world, or I will exchange it with you. Han Shuang just wanted to quickly end the current embarrassing situation, and immediately nodded: "That's okay." Seeing Han Shuang nodding, Wang Defa immediately took Han Shuang to his study and took out a large dark yellow bowl similar to jade from the safe.
Excitedly: "This piece of faint jade porcelain, I bought it from an old friend twenty years ago, as for how much I won't say, anyway, in the recent auction house, the faint jade porcelain has become extinct, eight years ago, a faint jade teacup with a much smaller volume than this, it was auctioned for a sky-high price of 180 million!" Han Shuang took it casually and looked up and down.
The feel of this porcelain is a bit unusual, and it feels very warm to the touch, as if it has a certain temperature.
To be honest, he's not very interested in collectibles. As for how many billions, he is not interested either. Isn't this just a big bowl?
For a hundred dollars, you can buy a bigger one in the supermarket than this, porcelain, stainless steel, iron, you choose.
I really don't understand why anyone would spend so much money on such a thing. Can you live forever with it for food?
"This bowl...... Can it be exchanged for a gold one? ”
"Ahh What did you say? ”