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Chapter 345

Chapter 345 Disappointed

To play a pipa well, you must first have a good understanding of pipa.

If the basic skills are not good, there will be pauses, delays, and emotional expression not in place when playing.

If you want to learn the pipa, you must first play, pick, roll, divide, hook, hook, wheel, sweep, brush, shake, phoenix nod, press the tone, change the handle, jump the handle, pass the string, hit the sound, and take the sound. , Yin, kneading, pushing, pulling, Chuo, note, twisted strings, tremolo, pauses, overtones, etc. are all mastered.

If every point is not in place, it is very likely to make a piece of music nondescript.

And Xu Fan's playing flows freely, just like fish entering water, birds flying, and people eating and drinking.

Every movement seems to be played so freely and casually.

Xu Fan didn't think about anything, all his thoughts were on the pipa song "House of Flying Daggers".

This piece of pipa music from a parallel world is essentially a piece made for a special battle in history, so the artistic conception of the piece is mainly about war.

The start and end of a fierce war is never a direct rush, but arranging troops, counting troops, planning and then moving. All kinds of war environments are vividly depicted in this song.

Playing a pipa all over the world, the war in ambush from ten sides is like a live scene.

The first part of this song fully exaggerates the atmosphere of war in the war.

It seems to be the preparation before the war. The music begins with the powerful strumming and Buddhist strings of the pipa, and shows the beating of soldiers and drums. For a few seconds, the strong expressive force is also exciting.

At the beginning of the music, the method of simulating the sound of drums is used, and the fingering of "sweeping" is used on the first sound, which makes the performance of the music more abundant.

Then, without any hesitation, Xu Fan continued to play, and the melody changed suddenly in the second paragraph. The pipa in Xu Fan's arms was quickly strummed by five fingers, and the music continued, like a bugle playing a flute.

Everyone listened quietly and felt that the atmosphere in the pipa music was constantly surrounding the scene, creating a different atmosphere, as if the war had begun.

Pu Jiahui's face was bewildered. He seemed to have suddenly thought of a period of war in Chinese history. That period of war was called Chu and Han for hegemony.

She was really stunned. As a pipa lover and a pipa master, she had never heard such a pipa piece that was so intense that it made people's blood boil.

Whether it is Huaxia's "The Sound of the Night Comes the Wind and Rain" or her performance of "The Night Comes the Wind and Rain", it is relatively quiet, but it feels like the breeze is blowing on the face, which is completely different from this song.

But there was a big gap, which she could tell after only listening to a few sounds.

Comparing her songs to Xu Fan's is as good as comparing Xiao Qinghe's to hers. Although they are both good, if you listen carefully, you can easily find the difference.

Then she heard the third paragraph, repeating the sound of the pipa, making the pre-war atmosphere more and more intense.

Immediately afterwards, the sound changed suddenly. In the repeated playing, the melody seemed to appear continuously like ding ding ding, like all the soldiers were ready, lined up, ready to charge, the tone was concise, that kind of slow Slow melodies start to get faster.

Fast and slow, slow and fast, and then suddenly speed up, together and up and down, tightly interlocking.

It was as if the morale had increased again, and the atmosphere of war was stronger. Maybe most people couldn't hear the story, but all the musicians present could hear the artistic conception clearly.

And Xu Fan's playing technique is even more eye-catching. He didn't stop the movement of his hands, which seemed to change into another kind of rapid feeling, which made the sound of the pipa more tense.

Just as death keeps appearing, the cruelty of war is vividly reflected by a piece of music.

When the war started, it was as if the Han army was going on an expedition, and the Chu army was quickly surrounded in all directions.

The music still starts slowly and gradually speeds up, the breath gradually becomes faster, and the sound of "cutting" played by the pipa is like the sound of weapons hitting each other, like short soldiers meeting each other.

From "Ambush" to "Little War", the melody is coherent and done in one go.

The big string is as noisy as a torrential rain, and the small string is like a whisper.Noisily cut the miscellaneous bullets, big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate.

Then, the battle began.

The strength of the playing is further strengthened, and various techniques are played quickly, and the fierce battle scenes of iron cavalry, gold and iron horses, and howls shaking the sky are vividly displayed.

Suddenly, a mournful voice covered the battle.

Immediately afterwards, the pipa returned to the simple and repeated tone, only listening to the sound of the lone kicking far away, as if defeated and died alone, and everything returned to silence.

The appearance and ending of the song are spent in a tense process, and only at the end does it appear silent, as if feeling hopeless and the end of the war.

Xu Fan's pipa playing technique has been brought into full play in this piece, and the exciting melody makes the listeners excited and excited.

The name "House of Flying Daggers" is really very appropriate, making people feel as if they are on the scene.

The moment Xu Fan stopped playing, there was loud applause at the scene.

Pu Jiahui didn't know whether it was because Xu Fan played so well, or because of the meaning in the song, she just let her sit limply aside.

It was a little embarrassing, but at the moment she looked desperate.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Xiao Qing and the Dongxiao master beside him applauded, and said: "Mr. Xu Fan, you really should look at him with admiration at a young age. This piece of music is really amazing, and this piece of music was written by himself. I really don't know. How to evaluate, can only use three good words to describe."

The applause continued, and countless people gasped in amazement.

"It's very hot and explosive. It's not worse than pop music at all. Huaxia Pipa is well-deserved. When this song comes out, no one will compete with it. Mr. Xu Fan is really not an ordinary person."

"It sounds so good, it's so amazing, and even used the pipa to imitate some scenes in the war. I have a sense of being there, ambushing on all sides, and it really is."

"Before the war, the wind and rain are coming. During the war, there are gold and iron horses. After the war, the bones are like a mountain. The victor cheers, and the loser goes to the ground peacefully. This song should be regarded as a classic."

"Mr. Xu Fan is really a genius, the piano music is amazing, and now the pipa piece "House of Flying Daggers" is really amazing."

"At such a young age, he is so outstanding and has a patriotic heart. I am extremely lucky to have this son in the Chinese music industry!"

"I heard the scene of the iron cavalry stepping through the battle between the two armies, and the sense of crisis before the war at the beginning. Is this really just a pipa song, not a battle scene?"

"I heard a feeling that the mountains and rain are about to come and the wind is filling the building. It's so shocking. Master Xu Fan is really excellent and makes people feel scared. Then Pu Jiahui might be ashamed."

In fact, at this moment, the discussions of countless people at the scene also reached Pu Jiahui's ears.

She only felt that her face was hot and uncomfortable, and she really didn't know what to do to stare at Xu Fan, so she had to stand up, turn around and leave.

The applause continued, Xu Fan stood up and bent slightly.

But looking at Pu Jiahui who was about to leave, she said calmly: "Now, do you know what the sound of the Chinese pipa is like?"

Pu Jiahui's face was extremely cold, she snorted coldly, turned around and left until she couldn't answer.

Xu Fan didn't taunt anymore, looked at the crowd, bent slightly, then stood up and said, "The thousand-year-old pipa and the ten-thousand-year zither, and a suona for a lifetime, I hope everyone likes the music played by my Chinese musical instrument."

The applause at the scene was even more enthusiastic, Xu Fan turned and walked down the stage.

Seeing Xu Fan come back, Alice said excitedly, "Mr. Xu, you are really a genius. You can play the piano so well, and you can also play the Chinese pipa so well. It's so nice."

Greta next to him also said: "Mr. Xu is really amazing. I have been fortunate enough to have listened to pipa music several times, but when I listened to your piece today, I realized that pipa music can still be so shocking." In the soul, there seems to be a feeling of gold and iron horses, and thousands of horses are galloping."

Xu Fan smiled and said: "Many of our Chinese musical instruments have imitative sounds, such as the suona, which can imitate the singing of birds, and the pipa, which can imitate the sound of war gongs and drums. This is also one of the characteristics of our music. .”

Alice said from the side: "Anyway, I just think it sounds good, that Pu Jiahui's playing is really so-so, and she is still self-righteous. If I were her, I would have left long ago."

Greta smiled and said, "It should be said that the song is not bad, but the gap with Mr. Xu is too obvious."

Xu Fan didn't say anything. Everyone at the scene heard a classic pipa song "House of Flying Daggers" because of Xu Fan and Pu Jiahui's unhappiness, and the atmosphere naturally became lively.

It's just that Park Jiahui had already left early, but no one noticed.

There were basically no other major events in the following venue, but Terrence's guitar performance ushered in another round of applause.

Especially after playing this piece, Terrence said modestly: "This piece is composed by Mr. Xu Fan from Huaxia. Tonight's performance is actually a bit like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong. The piece is too difficult and I am still learning it. .”

Xu Fan's melody and words are still being learned, and these words once again made countless people marvel.

Xu Fan's piano, pipa, and guitar seem to be at the level of international masters. Countless people are amazed that Xu Fan is so good at such a young age.

Invitations to musicians around the world continue.

Frank trotted to Xu Fan's side suddenly, whispered a few words, Xu Fan's face changed drastically, he got up instantly, and left the venue directly.

At the same time, Hu Xia's domestic Zhonghai Airport.

A little girl in a pink sweater and sunglasses walked in with a small backpack on her back.

She looked at the boarding pass in her hand, the destination was Gelan Country, and she couldn't help showing a smile.

If Xu Fan was here, he would definitely recognize her. It was Song Runrun whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Song Runrun is still as cute as ever. He looks young and has a simple expression, but maybe because of his sunglasses, he looks a little old-fashioned at the airport.

The boarding announcement rang, and before Song Runrun shut down, she sent a text message.

"I am coming."

And behind her, a tall woman also came over.

　Finally back to normal update, good morning everyone!

　　As a result, because of excitement, I forgot to post the title of the chapter, embarrassing
　　
　
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