It's a lot of money

And Tong Song's pipa clangs, and the sound of gold and stone cracks from the fingers.

For a while, it will be gold and iron horses, swords and guns meet, and for a while, drums and gold will be played, and horns will resound.

The sound of the pipa did not overwhelm the host, but harmonized with the majestic drum, setting off the fierceness and magnificence of the battlefield, just like icing on the cake.

At the end of the song, I didn't make a sound for a long time, and I was still immersed in the desolate drumbeat, and I didn't return to my senses for a long time.

Until Mei Yiqing started to applaud, everyone clapped their hands one after another. The applause was sparse, but it was not that the song was bad, but that the soul seemed to be beaten back thousands of years ago by the big drums.

Aaron was silent for a long time before applauding, "I never thought that a drum could produce such, such." He frowned tightly, and couldn't find an appropriate adjective after searching the sea of ​​words, "My God, this seems like It is the voice of heaven."

The sudden translation made Mei Yiqing laugh out loud.

"This is not the voice of heaven, but the voice of China." She said seriously.

Yu Xinyue didn't care about other people's compliments, she turned her head to look at Tong Song, "Teacher, your pipa sound just now..."

Tong Song "Have you heard it?"

Yu Xinyue nodded.

What did everyone hear in a daze, what are these two people talking about?

It is not enough for us to just listen to the ears, what else do you hear while playing the drums?

Mei Yiqing smiled and said, "Teacher Tong, if you have any unique skills, you might as well teach this group of children."

The teenagers nodded in unison, their eyes sparkling.

Tong Song Xinshou plucked the pipa a few times, and the eyes of the teenagers lit up, showing incredible expressions, "This is the sound of the zither!"

What Yu Xinyue heard just now was the sound of guzheng. When the drums were at its most intense, the sound of the zither clanged like a knife and gun cutting through armor, instantly boosting the atmosphere to passion and generosity.

But what Tong Song plays is obviously a pipa...

She observed Tong Song's fingering, and suddenly realized, "So it can be like this!"

What about the crowd?What more?What else?

I suspect I learned a fake music.

Tong Song smiled and said, "Come and try."

Yu Xinyue eagerly picked up the pipa, and just wanted to practice it, but was stopped by Tong Song, "Put on the pick first, so as not to hurt your fingers."

When she was fully armed, Yu Xinyue followed Tong Song's fingering just now, and plucked the strings of the pipa with her fingers, and there was a sonorous and powerful sound of killing.

The teenagers opened their mouths wide, "How did you do that?"

A player majoring in folk music explained that "pipa and guzheng have many fingerings in common. Lunzhi, shaking fingers, and strumming are all similar, but the pipa is played outwards, while the guzheng is played inwards."

Another person said, "Yes, it turns out that you can still play like this, so can you also simulate the sound of Guqin?"

Tong Song said, "Try?"

Yu Xinyue thought for a while, and the sonorous killing sound turned far and wide, as if jumping from a fierce battlefield to a high mountain and flowing water in an instant.

The players couldn't help exclaiming, "Fucking coach, I want to learn this."

"The coach said he wanted to learn too."

"It's so cool, this lute can play a band."

Aaron was surprised, and began to doubt life and God, "I can't believe it."

Mei Yiqing explained, "The musical instruments are all common. In each category, if you master one of them, it will be relatively easy to learn the others. There is an idiom in China to describe this, which is called understanding by analogy."

Everyone knows the truth, plucked stringed instruments, wind instruments, and percussion instruments all have something in common. If a person is proficient in pipa, it will be very easy to learn guqin, guzheng and harp.It is not up to the professional level, but it is still possible to show off on stage and shock the audience.

So Yu Xinyue's performance at Guangyun Square that day, most of the people who were shocked were ordinary people.

Experts often just feel that the girl's musical instrument pool is a bit powerful.

But now, this is no longer called analogy, it is obviously playing the sound of other instruments on a pipa!

It’s okay to say that they are all plucked string instruments. When Tong Song asked to play the drums, not only the audience was stunned, even Yu Xinyue was slightly startled at first, and looked at the man in embarrassment, "Teacher, this..."

Tong Song "Try it."

The young man complained wildly in his heart, "Foul, teacher, Guqin and Guzheng are all good, the principle is still there, but now Yu Xinyue wants to play the drums?Play the pipa?

Even if she is a musical genius, there is no need to make such a request.

try?How can you tell, one is a plucked string instrument and the other is a percussion instrument, they are completely different, teacher.

Tong Song "Any musical instrument is the carrier of music, don't be bound by past knowledge, imagine that your hand is a battle drum."

Yu Xinyue closed her eyes and plucked the strings with her fingers.

After a few clangs, there is still the harsh sound of the guzheng.

She opened her eyes, rarely showing a frustrated expression, "Teacher, I can't."

The little face is raised up, the eyes are shining, "Can you teach me?"

Not only her, everyone present looked at Tong Song eagerly, with "Coach, I want to learn!" written all over her face.

Tong Song took the pipa, "Look, this is an Indian drum."

The sound of Indian-style drums sounded, and everyone was about to shake when they heard it.

The sound of Tong Song's pipa changed, "This is the castanets of Spain."

He paid attention to Yu Xinyue's expression, seeing her eyes getting brighter and her face showing a faint smile, he also smiled softly, "This is an electric guitar."

"Fuck!"

The teenagers couldn't believe their ears. It was a simple pipa, but it produced different sounds in the hands of a man.He can also change the key of the same piece of music, just like changing the song.

Even if few people understand music from all over the world, they can still hear the customs of various countries when they listen to him. For example, when imitating Indian drums, a strong smell of curry hits the face, and if the major is changed to a minor, it becomes Showa Gagaku , the cherry blossoms are flying.

"It's amazing, it's really amazing!"

"Is this the world of giants!"

"I think Mr. Tong is the deity of the Heavenly King Chiguo."

"Is the pipa so powerful? I thought the pipa...why didn't I learn the pipa? One is better than the six!"

Most of the teenagers just marveled at Tong Song's super-high level, and a few had already begun to silently memorize his techniques and think about how to learn. As for Yu Xinyue, she bent down and plucked a few times on the guqin, and the beautiful Beijing rhyme drum came out.

Mei Yiqing was amazed, this child, like Teacher Tong, was a natural musical genius, and with just a few touches, she had already grasped the essence, comprehended by analogy, and drew inferences about other cases from one instance.

For things like music, hard work is important, but talent is even more important.

Talent not only means how high the ceiling is, but also how much you can achieve in the end.

For those without talent, the process of learning music is boring, and ten years of diligent practice will make people feel tormented.

But for gifted people, music itself is enjoyment for them, as beautiful as heaven, and there is an instinctive drive for them to pursue the extreme state of music, and it doesn't matter whether it is boring or not.

It's unfair, but that's how it is.

A muse is an eccentric goddess.

Some people can easily get her favor; while some people pursue her all their lives, but only see her back.

People like Yu Xinyue were probably kissed by the muse when they were born.

"Mr. Tong, you are so good at playing the pipa. Why did you switch careers to learn the piano? Did you think the piano was better? Or did you think Chinese music was not as good as Western music?" Qing said, someone suddenly asked.

Everyone was stunned, this person is going to do something!

The teacher can learn whatever he wants to learn. If someone has status, it's your turn to question him, a brat?

However, according to the teacher's level, he must be a master of Chinese music if he continues, and he can spread Chinese music overseas!Why did you go abroad to learn piano?

Tong Song pursed his lips tightly, and there were deep lines between his brows.

His face was expressionless, and he returned to his usual sternness, as if the amiability just now was just a flash in the pan.

Aaron was a little complacent, and raised his chin proudly: "With Mr. Tong's talent, staying in Huaxia is the only talent. You must know that the overseas level is not only a little bit higher than the domestic level, and you have never paid attention to music and don't know how to appreciate art. Just now The drums and pipa are amazing, but not enough."

As he said that, the man pointed to the pipa in Tong Song's hand, "This one has only four strings, the drum has only one skin, and the piano has 66 keys, which can handle more complex and delicate emotions and sounds."

What he said was demeaning Huaxia's musical instruments.

The teenagers were aggrieved and dared not speak out. After all, in this era, Westernization has swept into China like a torrent.

People regard Western things as trendy, while Chinese traditional things as old-fashioned, and a deep inferiority complex sticks in their hearts.

Tong Song frowned, and handed the pipa to Yu Xinyue, "Yueyue, play whatever you like."

Yu Xinyue understood, sat down, plucked the four strings, and the sound of Jinshi gave people goosebumps.

At this time, Tong Song seemed to be transformed into a teacher, and called his most beloved student to the podium to do the topic. While reviewing her answers, he explained to others, "The first three murderous sounds are full of murderous intent. They are the sound of drums before the march. Listen, What is now?"

The boy opened his eyes wide in surprise, and enthusiastically replied, "This is the sound of chariots!"

"The sound of the horn and the sound of the hooves!"

"Now they are fighting in Jiming Mountain! The cavalry stands out with swords and guns!"

And Yu Xinyue hooked her four fingers, and the sound of the pipa suddenly became tender and tender.Without Tong Song's guidance, the teenagers shouted in unison, "It's Concubine Yu! Concubine Yu has come out!"

The wind is blowing, the battle flag is whistling, and the black horse is riding the wind and electricity... The fierce battle, the tragic emotion, and the sound of the pipa brought everyone to the slowly flowing Wujiang River, watching a generation of overlords crashing to the ground.

This song "House of Flying Daggers" is sometimes impassioned, sometimes tender, and sometimes tragic.

It is the peak of pipa martial arts, like a narrative epic, which perfectly reproduces the conflict between Chu and Han in that year.

The teenagers sneak to see Aaron.

The man's expression was a little tense at the moment.

The contestants held back their laughter and let out a big breath——

Doesn't it mean that our feelings are not delicate or complicated? Listen, Farewell My Concubine, Wujiang slays himself, and besieged on all sides. This is more than a simple sentence that can be expressed. Four strings!

"Chinese national music stands in the world, you don't have to feel inferior, and you don't have to think that foreign ones are good. Remember what our culture has left us, the 5000-year civilization will never lose to anyone," Tong Song looked at aaron casually At a glance, "Pipa four strings and four kings, this is the king's instrument."

After finishing speaking, the whole house applauded, and the teenagers blushed and frantically called the teacher.

Even Qing said those who learn Western music couldn't help applauding. After all, we all have the same passion in our blood. We can fight among ourselves and belittle each other, but why are you a foreigner here to join in the fun?Is this where you belittle our music?

Aaron left the training room with a face full of shame and indignation. Seeing that the situation was not right, the players Qing said secretly left with their tails between their legs.

Tong Song turned to look at the girl, pointing out her shortcomings unceremoniously, "The song just now didn't have enough momentum, and I played it a bit slowly. I haven't practiced for a long time."

Yu Xinyue nodded, she is not good at pipa, and she doesn't practice much.

Tong Song "Your pipa failed."

The teenager in the practice room dropped his jaw in shock, this is still called a failure, huh?

Then they can only get negative points.

The giant's requirements are too high, and now they are starting to worry that no one will receive the giant's invitation to accept apprentices during the competition.The big guys scramble to snatch the gangsters, but the big guys are beautiful alone.

But Yu Xinyue laughed, and instead asked, "Teacher, how many points can I get for the piano?"

Tong Song paused, thought for a while, "Eighty."

When the two instructors left, Xu Mei muttered in a low voice, "The teacher is so demanding. Hey, you play so well! He even said you failed, why are you laughing?"

Yu Xinyue frowned, "I'm not good at pipa! The teacher is right, I have to work harder!"

Everyone vomited blood and fell to their knees.

Yu Xinyue is very self-aware of her level.In her previous life, she touched the piano the most, but after understanding the basics of music theory and rhythm, she can learn other instruments without much effort. Some of them have not even been learned before, and she can play them at a very good level——

It's just good in the eyes of the layman.

Once in front of everyone like Tong Song, the original shape is exposed and full of loopholes.

But it is precisely because of this that she has the direction and motivation to work hard. She has learned a lot just now, and now she is busy practicing. As soon as she practiced, she forgot the time like crazy, and only recovered when she was called anxiously. It was found that it was already dead of night outside.

On the opposite side was a worried and helpless face, "Yueyue, it's time to sleep."

Yu Xinyue jumped up and hugged Qin Qing, and said happily, "Sister! Now I can pass!"

Qin Qing asked blankly, "En?"

Yu Xinyue laughed, and the light shone on her eyebrows, "Sister, I'll give you an ambush."

The author has something to say: Chinese music stands tall in the world, and the pipa has four strings and four kings. This is the musical instrument of the king. ——Adapted from Fang Jinlong: "Chinese music stands tall in the world... There are four kings on the pipa, it is the instrument of kings."