Gu Xiaobai's new album has surprised many people, but it has also puzzled many people.

For example, the current song "Zhong Jun" has made many people confused.

What's the situation?

Why is "Zhong Jun" like this?

The vast majority of fans, when they saw the words "Zhong Jun", thought that it was written by Gu Xiaobai himself.

This song should be a "carillon" accompaniment, a majestic song, right!

However, now that they heard this, they found out that Zhong Jun turned out to be a girl's name?

What the heck?

Could it be that my little white is in love again?

No, no, no, doesn't Xiaobai have a little moth?

Why is there a young lady!

Moreover, Xiaobai also wrote a song for her!

When many people heard this, they clicked on the MV with an indescribable feeling.

I want to see which prodigal hoof has occupied my little white's heart!

The music resumes, and a lute appears on the screen.

The lacquer of the pipa has faded a little, and it looks particularly mottled.

Four silk threads that seemed to emit a hint of ice-blue light with ice cracks appeared on the screen.

A somewhat old, bruised hand was gently playing the lute.

Under the close-up shooting, the old fingers, like lightning, popped out, trimmed slightly longer, but extraordinarily neat, gently scraped the edge of the lute strings, causing the outside of the pipa strings to vibrate, and then the vibration drove the internal test, and the internal test brought the overtones......

It didn't look like the timbre of a pipa at all, it was very metallic, like someone using a small hammer to gently tap the timbre of a deliberately taut steel string, and it just came out.

On the bed in the hotel, Wang Hongchun sat up with a "whoosh".

Damn, it turns out that the metallic sound came out like this?

If this is the steel string of a modern lute, it would not be surprising to make this sound, but this is a silk string!

Miracle!

After a few notes, the old hand suddenly pressed the strings.

The vibration suddenly stopped, and the next second, the smooth notes flowed out again.

The lens gradually zoomed out, the focal length changed, the pipa in the foreground slowly blurred, and Gu Xiaobai, who was sitting on the chair behind him, slowly appeared in the center of the focal length.

He stared into the distance, shook his head slightly, and a soft, somewhat empty echo chant rang out:

“Aa↗aa→AaAa↗

Aa↗aa→Aa→A↘

Aa~~Aa→Aa↘↗A→

Aa↗aa→Aa→A↘......”

The camera continues to push forward, pushing, and slowly his entire face takes over the camera.

At this moment, in front of the screen, I don't know how many people are going to suffocate.

Ahh

I'm going to lick!

I'm going to lick it a hundred times!

The camera was still slowly advancing, slowly focusing on one of his eyes.

Xiaobai's eyelashes are so long!

Xiaobai's eyes are so big!

Xiaobai's eyes are so black!

Gu Xiaobai's one eye occupied the entire picture, and above his cornea, a picture of a baby in swaddling clothes was reflected, and in the next second, the picture fluctuated, the picture switched completely, and a little girl was picked up.

The girl's father picked up the girl with a happy face, but when he looked closely, he suddenly frowned, showed a look of disappointment, and put the girl on the bed.

The camera turned, revealing many toys that my father had already prepared.

What knives, swords, hammers and axes are all toys for his son.

"In 1489 A.D.,

A girl was born

Her father was a bell maker

He named her Zhong Jun......"

The camera returned to Gu Xiaobai who was sitting and singing, Gu Xiaobai looked at the camera with a smile, and then the camera continued to get closer, Gu Xiaobai turned his head, raised his face, showed a smile, as if he saw something, and stretched out his hand diagonally upward.

At this moment, he turned into a little boy, and the outstretched arm turned into a small hand, and then was led by another hand.

Gu Xiaobai looked up, and a girl looked down and smiled at Gu Xiaobai below.

At that moment, the sun was shining, and the girl's simple and delicate smile simply made the whole screen light up.

The girl led the boy through the copper factory, under the trees, and across the river......

The girl was dressed in cloth and wore a wooden hairpin on her head, which was extremely simple but extremely beautiful.

The boy always looked up at her, her temperament was not the type that was so weak that I could see pity, she was simple, and a little heroic.

This is even more palpable when viewed from below.

Her smile melted the copper and iron

Her breath made the dead tree bloom

Her singing made Hongyan forget to fly south

Her eyes stopped the flowing water

Oh~Let the flow stop~......"

She smiled as if it were enough to catch all eyes, and suddenly she looked down in anger, reached out, and twisted the little boy's ear.

The picture switched again, Gu Xiaobai sat on the chair, stretched out his hand, touched his ear, and showed a nostalgic smile.

In the next second, the chanting began again.

During the chanting, Gu Xiaobai's smile slowly retracted and became serious.

"The fire burned for a hundred days

The bronze bell is still not cast

The Emperor wants to kill the Bell Maker

Miss Zhong Jun went to question him......"

In the copper factory, before the fire, the father suddenly hugged a pair of children and cried bitterly.

The girl was crying, too, but he looked down at his younger brother and gritted his teeth.

In the next second, the girl appeared, stopped the grand car, and said something loudly.

"Why do you cast a bell to pray for peace

Why can casting bells smooth the world?

Why can a brutal emperor live

Why should the industrious craftsmen be killed?

oh~ but to be killed~ ......"

If it is Gu Xiaobai's other songs, at this moment, it should have entered the chorus, and it has begun to rise to the key, and the explosion of emotions has begun.

But at this moment, Gu Xiaobai's chanting started again.

It's still ethereal, soft, resonant and metallic, with a sound that's so clear that it doesn't look like a lute.

“Aa↗aa→AaAa↗

Aa↗aa→Aa→A↘

Aa~~Aa→Aa↘↗A→

Aa↗aa→Aa→A↘......”

Gu Xiaobai's mood has not even changed, and he is still singing like this.

It's like a bard, singing a story that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

No amount of emotion can change that.

So, it's better to tell the story.

Miss Zhong Jun returned home

Standing next to the fire, tears rained down

She said goodbye to her father and brother

Turn your head and jump into the fire......"

When the girl jumped into the fire, the camera zoomed up in an instant, as if she couldn't bear to shoot the next scene.

In the next second, the picture switched again, and it changed to Gu Xiaobai's face again.

He stared ahead:

"How is this story?

Can the bell be cast?

Brutal emperor who he is

You can write the rest of the story

Wu~wu~wu~wu~

Write the rest of the story......"

Then the chanting began again.

The focus of the picture changed again, and the blurred pipa in the foreground gradually became the focus again, and in the back, Gu Xiaobai, whose figure was completely blurred, stood up and walked away.

The withered hand played gently on the lute, and then withdrew.

The last trace of music slowly escapes into the air.

Six hundred years ago, a large ship was slowly sailing off shore.

A young girl waved desperately on the shore.

The boy stood on the boat, also waving.

After a brief reunion of more than ten days, Gu Xiaobai boarded Zheng He's treasure ship again and set sail again.

Once, for him, the girl could jump into the furnace.

And today, he can also sail to the other side and self-exile for her.

Goodbye, Sister Zhong Jun.

Gu Xiaobai closed his eyes, and a low chant sounded.

“Aa↗aa→AaAa↗

Aa↗aa→Aa→A↘

Aa~~Aa→Aa↘↗A→

Aa↗aa→Aa→A↘......”

(The song is inspired by "Sleephead" and can be eaten with "Sleephead"...... ）