I can brush treasures by reading novels

Chapter 158
A Bing has studied music with his father Hua Xuemei since childhood.Hua Xuemei is a Taoist priest, and is recognized by the local Taoist music circle as an outstanding talent. Abing's musical accomplishment was originally based on Taoist music, and it came from family traditions.Taoist music is mostly non-religious folk music, many of which are unaltered folk tunes.After A Bing lost his eyesight, he could not get the welcome of the rich vegetarian, so he could only leave the Taoism and start to make a living by singing.In WX City, there is a person walking on the street wearing sunglasses, with a sheng, flute, pipa and other musical instruments hanging on his chest and back, and playing a huqin in his hand. This person is A Bing.

A Bing earns his living purely by singing. He has never begged for mercy. He has struggled in darkness and poverty for decades. His feelings about the painful life are reflected in his music, not because of the hardship of life. Poverty and down and out, vulgar, on the contrary, his music reveals a healthy and deep atmosphere from the bottom of the people.

At that time, the blind man Bing's erhu performance was unparalleled in the world, and no one could match it.

Even better than many famous erhu masters in history.

Finally, Xiaolan finished playing.

All sounds are silent.

Then there was a loud applause.

Of course it was sent by five beauties.

There were also cheers from their mouths.

"It's great, it sounds so good..."

"It sounds so good that I want to cry, I want to keep listening."

"..."

Zhang Yang also applauded, admiring: "Xiaolan, did you focus on erhu at school?"

"Yes, son." Xiaolan said proudly, "I am the number one erhu master in the school, and I won the first place in the national erhu competition last year. Young master, can you admit defeat?"

"You invited such a powerful master? This is cheating."

Zhang Yang glanced at Wu Xue and Liu Qingyue angrily.

Wu Xue and Liu Qingyue were just eating and laughing there, they really wanted to show off a few more calligraphy and paintings.

Such a great calligrapher and painter has never had a work before.

It must be made up quickly.

"Young master, you have lost, quickly create a calligraphy and painting, it needs to be very large."

Another little beauty urged excitedly.

"Young master, let's start..."

The other two little beauties also urged her delicately.

They all decided that Zhang Yang was doomed, and Xiaolan, the number one erhu master in the country, played Tingsong with all her strength, which no one could match.Unless the blind A Bing is reborn.

"You really think I don't know the erhu?" Zhang Yang said angrily, "I haven't played yet."

"My lord, you also know the erhu? But you also lose, it's impossible to be as good as me."

Xiaolan said proudly.

"Let me try."

Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"I really don't cry without seeing the coffin."

Many beauties are muttering in their hearts.

Although it is said that talented people are good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, they are only good at one, and they are already geniuses if they are good at two.

Zhang Yang's achievements in calligraphy have reached the point of no one before or after.

And he is also very good at painting, he can be called a great painter.

He is even good at playing the pipa and guqin, reaching the level of contemporary invincibility.

Could it be that he is also good at the relatively unpopular erhu?
This is ridiculous!

Xiaolan handed the erhu to Zhang Yang, and then stood aside and watched as if it was a joke.

The rest of the beauties also looked disapproving.

Zhang Yang put the erhu on his lap and closed his eyes.

At this moment, he became blind A Bing.

First, adjust the tone.

Very satisfied, this erhu is definitely a boutique.

Then he started pulling up.

The incomparably wonderful and affectionate sound of the erhu sounded.

Sorrowful, high-spirited and indignant, sometimes deep, sometimes agitated, as if seeing and hearing a blind man's life of bitterness, injustice and resentment, as if he also heard the confession of his inner openness and profound experience of life.

Everyone's scalp was numb, and goose bumps all over their bodies.

"Oh my god, this is "Erquan Yingyue" created by the blind A Bing? How could it be played so well? It is so many times better than the teacher at the school? I don’t know how much better than my erhu level. Zhang Yang, how could you be so amazing?"

Xiaolan was the first to be shocked, and fell into an extremely confusing situation.

"Two Springs Reflecting the Moon" is an excellent work well-known at home and abroad in the treasure house of Chinese national music culture, and is one of the treasures in the repertoire of Chinese folk instrumental music.

It is also the famous song of Blind A Bing.

He integrated his suffering life and love of life into the music.

The most touching.

Xiaolan's heart is full of failure, because she also lost, and failed to let Zhang Yang create a painting and calligraphy.

However, her face was full of worship and admiration.

A talent like Zhang Yang is rare in a thousand years.

Great calligrapher and painter, master of guqin, master of pipa, and also a master of erhu, his skills can definitely compare with the blind A Bing.

"Impossible, impossible..."

The other three beauties were also extremely shocked, with disbelief written all over their faces.

"Zhang Yang, do you want to be so evil? How much do you have to hide?"

While Wu Xue and Liu Qingyue were shocked, they shouted weakly in their hearts.

Can such a talent really belong to a certain woman?

After any beautiful woman knows him, she can't help but fall in love with him.

Immediately, they were completely lost in this incomparably beautiful erhu sound.

Listening to such famous songs is definitely the most beautiful enjoyment.

Finally, a song was played.

All the beauties were still immersed in it, with tears streaming down their faces, unwilling to wake up.

So beautiful, so sad.

Let them have a new perception of life.

"Blind A Bing is really powerful, I admire him."

Zhang Yang praised in his heart, "Let me reproduce your skills in the world."

After several minutes, many beauties woke up.

They all looked at him with incomparably shocked and admiring eyes.

"Young Master, I lost. You are the peerless erhu master. I'm still far behind."

After Xiaolan finished speaking a little ashamedly, she said excitedly: "Master, next time you go to my school to find me, I will take you to the recording studio to record it and put it on the music website. You will definitely make a lot of money."

"Can this also make money?"

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up.

I thought I could only pretend to be coercive, but I could sell it for money?

"Of course, you can even set your own price. If you want to listen, you have to buy it."

Xiaolan said excitedly, "Millions are possible."

"It's only a few million, let's talk about it later."

Zhang Yang shook his head and didn't care anymore.

Just create a painting and calligraphy by yourself, it is worth several million.

Much easier than that.

However, there are many beauties in the Conservatory of Music, but you can go for a walk.

Then he pointed to his face and said with a smile, "Xiao Lan, hurry up."

(End of this chapter)