"Mr. Sirami, I hope you can listen to our Chinese musical instruments. There are differences between countries, but music has no borders." After saying this, Shi Fei put his hand on the guqin.
Opening with Guqin, a piece of "Shuilong Yin" sounded, and the heartstrings sang together.
Guqin's sound range is low, the timbre is bright and deep, the style is simple and simple, and the sound has a remote space, giving people freehand landscapes and infinite reverie.
The timely Nanxiao followed suit, and it was as crisp as a bird circling around his ears.
Not to be outdone, the gentle sound of the pipa followed slowly, and the erhu immediately ignited the song, and the dulcimer was like gurgling water, and the sound of the flute followed closely.
When everything was silent, the guqin sounded again. Shi Fei devoted himself wholeheartedly, showing grandeur and self-confidence, as if his body had its own radiance, which was the charm he exuded when he was good at the field.
With beautiful timbre and profound connotation, a piece of music seems to present five thousand years of Chinese art and culture in front of everyone.
"Oh my god, I'm getting goosebumps, this is too good to hear."
"I cried and cried, I have learned Guqin for several years, and I feel that what I have learned is rubbish."
"The erhu player who has been playing for several years really knelt down. The little brother who played the erhu has entered the realm of transformation, right?"
"Suddenly want to cry. Those who scolded folk music before, listen to it. Folk music is no worse than Western music. Have you seen our Chinese culture?"
"I'm already crying. I've learned Guqin for ten years, but every time many students know piano and violin, but don't know Guqin. Brother Fei, you let us learn Guqin. I love you."
"Fairies from all walks of life, playing fairy instruments, this sounds too hot, my country."
"The connection of this Guqin is so perfect, it's completely intoxicating."
"I don't know any of these instruments, I just know they sound good, they're so handsome, and they're so hot."
"Shi Fei, from today onwards, you are my father, can you teach me Guqin?"
"I don't dare to think about Guqin anymore. I have studied Erhu for three years. Can that little brother accept me?"
"High-energy warning ahead, turn on the cycle brainwashing mode."
"Kneel on both knees, your father will always be your father, these few are all textbook-level bosses."
"Is it really that good? Why don't I think, since he is so powerful, why didn't he compare it with this in the first place?"
The anchors didn't have time to look at the live screen at all, and were completely immersed in the wonderful music.
Silami Herman learned piano since he was a child. For him, the piano is his life. Of course, he has also heard other instruments.
But those are all in the range of western musical instruments, folk music is only occasionally heard, this is the first time he has listened to Chinese folk music seriously.
He likes melodious music, Sirami automatically kicked out the previous suona performance.
At this time, Shi Fei took the guqin to play "Shuilongyin" as the lead, which just hit his voice point.
After the song was over, Shi Fei put his hands on the guqin, and looked up at the musicians from the Zuijiang Literature Club opposite.
Sirami said a little intoxicated: "Is this your Chinese folk music?"
"Yes." Shi Fei said calmly: "In terms of individual performance, most western musical instruments are hard to compete with folk musical instruments. The violin is no better than the erhu, and the percussion is no better than the Tang drum. What's more, the piano and dulcimer are of the same family. The advantage of your western music is that you can construct a regular string group with rich harmonic expression and have a strong ensemble ability.”
"Actually, I don't really understand why President Xue Wei insisted on challenging our Xianmeng Literature Society. Whether it's painting, chess or musical instruments, different countries have different styles, which are the inheritance of history. There is nothing comparable. For example, I can play the guitar and the guqin. Again, there are differences between countries, but music has no borders.”
Sirami stood there, thinking quietly for a while, then raised his head and said, "This visit to Huaxia gave me a different meaning. I remember you Shi Fei, and I also remember your guqin. Your country’s erhu, pipa and other musical instruments, if I have the opportunity, I would like to see more folk music.”
Shi Fei nodded: "Yes."
Sirami said: "Hopefully one day we will have the chance to play together."
"There are differences between countries, but music has no borders. This is a great saying."
"Oh my god, I'm a fan of some fairy idol, isn't she too good?"
"Can play guitar and guqin, oil painting and Chinese painting, my husband, is there anything else you don't know?"
"The two of them are too well matched. I want to knock on this pair of CPs. After the names are chosen, they will be called 'Chinese and Western CPs'."
"Get lost, Shi Fei must pair up with brother Cheng Yuan."
"Go away you cults, 'When CP' must be the right one."
"I'm worried, now I'm worried that Idol will run away to play the piano."
"Aren't you worried about him running away to play chess and paint? Fuck, Brother Fei has too many back roads."
"Don't say anything, hurry up and fight gangsters, there are still many people hacking him on Weibo, what if my brother is scared and runs away?"
Sirami Herman was about to leave, Xue Wei rushed forward to pull: "Mr. Sirami, are you no longer competing?"
Silami Herman said, "Isn't the competition over?"
Xue Wei was in a hurry: "You didn't even play it."
Sirami Hellman: "There are suonas in folk music, and none of this Western music can handle it. Shi Fei is right. With a history that has been passed down for thousands of years, there is no need to distinguish between high and low. Then On the contrary, it ruins the original intention of learning these instruments.”
Xue Wei: "Don't you even avenge your brother?" You must know that Sirami's brother Carol was humiliated by Shi Fei's painting before.
Sirami Herman: "He's just inferior to others."
He originally had some opinions on folk music, but after this incident, he changed his mind.
As for his stupid brother, I hope he can wake up soon and stop being used by his master.
Without Sirami, the leader, and what happened before, the other musicians of Zuijiang Literature Club couldn't catch Shi Fei's tricks at all.
This match was also lost by the Zuijiang Literature Society.
Xue Wei probably never imagined that she planned so many things meticulously, and wanted to use Xianmeng Literature Society to boost the reputation of Zuijiang Literature Society, but in the end she couldn't even win a game, and instead she became a stepping stone for others.
Looking at Shi Fei's eyes, I really want to go forward and pull his skin and tendons, why is Shi Fei this person, why
Why should he know how to paint and play chess, but also know folk music
Is he human? How can a person have so much energy to learn so many interests, let alone, and learn all of them to the extreme.
The host is still very conscientious at this time, hoping to have a perfect ending, let the people in charge of both sides shake hands, and want to draw a perfect end to today's two literary social networking competitions.
Xue Wei forced herself to clean up the expression on her face, walked to Shi Fei's side, and said with a nonchalant smile: "It's really a hero born a teenager, he has such a good performance at a young age, and it will definitely be great in the future."
Shi Fei smiled: "I'm overwhelmed, I think so too."
Xue Wei was so annoyed by Shi Fei's words that the creases on her face almost came out, she suppressed her anger not to explode on the spot, and threatened in a low voice: "Shi Fei, let's wait and see, I won't let you go."
Xue Wei will not make it easier for this person who sabotaged her plan, she must use all her connections and financial resources, and will not give up until Shi Fei is ruined.
Shi Fei replied: "Come on, I'll wait for you." The premise is that you have the opportunity.
Xue Wei didn't know that the police outside were entering the Ziwei Hotel at this time, preparing to arrest her.