The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 229 A Song Full of Tears
The wonderful stories that happened in the auditorium have long been spread outside through various channels.

Those who were not interested in this recruitment exam couldn't help rushing over.

Especially some young teachers from Senlan School, as well as the staff of the school affairs office, came to the auditorium curiously.

The ancient tomb, the Persian dancer, and the wonderful duel of the recruitment of Chinese teachers, each of these elements is full of entertainment, not to mention all the elements gathered together, it is simply more exciting than watching a Hollywood blockbuster.

Following Mr. Sen Lan and the staff entering the auditorium, there was also a middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit with long hair tied behind his head.

This man has a handsome face and a thin body, only his eyes are a little cold, and his nails are very long.

He came at the end and sat on the seat at the back, without saying a word, only a dim light flashed in his eyes, staring closely at Li Changan on the podium.

Li Chang'an smiled at this time and said: "Let me talk about the ancient tomb first. It can't be called a tomb, but a tomb. To be more precise, it is a tomb for burial of pianos."

Everyone exclaimed: "Is the qin tomb the place where the qin is buried? This is too legendary."

But Ye Zhengxian slapped his thigh excitedly: "No wonder, no wonder the ancient tomb, oh no, the walls of the tomb are filled with ancient pentagrams, and there is a pedestal made of paulownia wood. Now that I think about it, it's not just a hermit buried Where is the piano?"

Li Chang'an continued: "The thing placed in the qin tomb is actually not a wooden board, but a bamboo music score. It is a bamboo score made of South Sea purple star bamboo."

He talked freely and vividly about the origin of the bamboo book: "The purple star bamboo in the South China Sea is gone now. It is a kind of bamboo that grows by the sea. It is shaped like a banana tree with a thick diameter. When it is cut open, there is a crisp jingle. The sound is very similar to the sound of a guqin, so at that time everyone liked to use it to make music scores to record the music of the guqin."

Ye Zhengxian couldn't help standing up: "So, you mean that the writing on the cardboard is just a piano score?"

Li Chang'an nodded: "Since it's a qin burial tomb, the text left inside is naturally the qin score."

Ye Zhengxian was really disappointed. He thought it was a "Sage Text of the Tang Dynasty" that had been passed down for thousands of years, but he didn't expect it to be just a musical score in the end.

But he still asked: "Then, can Mr. Li tell me why the person who buried the piano wrote the piano score in ancient Persian?"

Ye Zhengxian was full of expectations again. There might be an astonishing big secret behind the piano score written in the mysterious ancient Persian language.

Seeing his expectant expression, Li Changan couldn't help sighing: "It's okay to say it, the person who built the burial tomb happened to be studying ancient Persian at that time, and wanted to test what he had learned when he was writing the piano scores, so By the way, it was written in ancient Persian, it was just an unintentional move, there is really nothing to say."

Seeing that he said it as if he had experienced it himself, Ye Zhengxian couldn't help being curious: "Mr. Li, how do you know these things? From just now until now, you seem to be talking about what you have experienced. This is really strange. .”

It has been less than a week since the ancient tomb was excavated, and the surrounding area has been sealed off. No one can enter it except the expert team. Li Changan's current performance seems a little suspicious.

Li Chang'an smiled slightly, pointed to the writing on the cardboard and said, "It's written on it, the person who buried the piano fully described this matter."

This time Ye Zhengxian had nothing to say.

At this moment, a voice came from the crowd behind: "There is a bug in this title itself. Since everyone doesn't understand these words, who can prove that what you said is true?"

Everyone nodded, this is indeed a big problem.

Li Changan walked gently to the cardboard, picked up the marker pen on the table, turned around and began to write.

Everyone was quiet, Li Changan seemed too lazy to explain to them, and started translating directly.

Back then, he stole a Persian dancer and took her to play around. Apart from drinking and watching dances, Li Changan also learned ancient Persian prose along the way.

Later, when she was sent back to the dancing girl, Li Changan encountered a big sad incident because of the guqin, so he built a tomb for the qin.

This was originally his own private matter, but now because he took out the guqin and came to apply for the job again, this series of coincidences led to such a scene.

Li Changan wrote the music score that he wrote back then with a score that people can understand now. Some people who understand music in the auditorium hummed along with the score, and were surprised while humming: "It's such a difficult piece. The changes are too exaggerated, even the piano can’t be played.”

After translating the music score, Li Changan took a pen and immediately felt that it was clear and boring.

He ignored the admiring eyes of the people below, Ye Zhengxian's awe-inspiring eyes, and he didn't even feel Shen Mengxun's thumbs-up praise.

Li Changan didn't need to show his abilities in this way, he cared more about the sad part hidden in this song.

"Bury the piano tomb, bury the sound of the piano, I have already buried the guqin and buried my thoughts, why do I have to think about it today." Li Changan sighed quietly, put down the pen in his hand, and the slight sadness in his heart was hard to let go for a while.

He turned around again, and whispered while everyone was waiting quietly: "Is there a guqin in our school?"

Wow!The crowd whispered, this disagreement is about to play the piano, Li Changan is really skilled and bold.You must know that among the people sitting at the scene, there are many masters who are proficient in folk music, and some of them even worked as teachers in folk music orchestras.

So a beautiful woman full of classical temperament stood up and said softly: "I have a qin here, but it's just a banjo, not the lyre that everyone is familiar with now."

Li Changan nodded: "That's fine, can I borrow it?"

The classic beauty smiled softly, turned around and walked out, and brought a piano case after a while.

Li Changan opened the box, and saw that the whole body of the guqin was snow-white, with one corner missing, and there was a touch of emerald green jade decoration on the strings.

He couldn't help laughing and said: "This is an elegant scholar in the piano, named 'Green Qi', and it is also a famous piano."

Admiration appeared on the face of the classical beauty: "Sir, you are right, this piano is indeed called Luqi."

Li Changan sat down cross-legged, tuned the test piece, turned the sadness in his heart into his heart, raised his hand to caress, and a wisp of piano sound came faintly.

In an instant, the already quiet auditorium became even quieter.

The structure of the auditorium with good echo effect repeatedly agitated Li Changan's piano sound.

Because the sound of the piano was sobbing and low, everyone seemed to be unable to understand how mysterious it was, but for some reason, they suddenly felt sad in their hearts.

Ye Zhengxian stretched out his hand to grab something, but Shen Mengxun was full of melancholy, a kind of boudoir loneliness that he had deliberately ignored for a long time covered his whole body.

Even if the two of them were like this, the others were even more addicted to Li Changan's piano music.

The sound of the piano became more and more melodious. I don't know where it started. Everyone burst into tears. The song "Yi Jun Song" composed by Li Chang'an thousands of years ago is like hypnosis at this time, infecting everyone.

No matter what your identity is, no matter how strong your willpower is, in this extraordinary tune, you are irresistible.

As the song was about to end, the room was full of tears.

Li Changan looked up, and then suddenly realized that it was not good to scream secretly, he was too involved, and forgot to control it.

He hastily changed the tune, and a song "Treading the Spring Song on a Horse" came out leisurely.

This song is the favorite song of the scholars and ladies of the Tang Dynasty when they went out in the spring. The whole is very cheerful, with a kind of aristocratic temperament.

When everyone was sad, there was a sudden change in front of their eyes. Li Changan, who was playing the piano, seemed to have also turned into a handsome nobleman, with an elegant temperament and a radiant glow.There is really a feeling of "the spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and you can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day".

Because the classical beauty is proficient in the guqin, her senses are more acute. At this time, she can't help herself, and her eyes are full of admiration.

At this moment, Li Changan pressed lightly with both hands, the sound of the zither was finished, but it didn't stop, and it still lingered in his ears.

The roaring applause sounded, and the people with tears in the corners of their eyes all stood up and applauded from the bottom of their hearts.

At this time, no one regarded Li Changan as a guy who "eating soft food" anymore, and everyone had one thought in their hearts: "Su Wanying is really lucky to get such a talented and unparalleled Mr. Pianpian... ..."

(End of this chapter)