Chapter 67

"Mr. sirami, I hope you can listen to our Chinese musical instruments. There are different countries and music has no national boundaries." After saying this, Shi Fei put his hand on the Guqin.

At the beginning of guqin, a piece of "water dragon chant" rings, and the heart strings sing together.

Guqin has a deep sound area, bright and pure timbre, simple and simple style, and its voice has a remote space, giving people a freehand landscape and unlimited reverie.

Timely South Xiao to keep up with, as crisp as birds in the ear around the same.

The gentle Pipa sound is not willing to be outdone. Slowly, the erhu songs ignite in an instant. The dulcimer is like the gurgling water, and the flute sound is also closely followed.

When all sounds are quiet, guqin rings again, and Shifei is fully engaged. The whole person shows atmosphere and self-confidence. He seems to have his own light. That is the charm that he radiates when he is good at his field.

Beautiful timbre and rich connotation, a piece of music will be up and down 5000 years of Chinese art and culture as if presented in front of everyone.

"My God, my goose bumps are all up. That's very nice."

"I cried and cried. I learned Guqin for several years and felt like I was learning rubbish."

"The erhu musicians of several years have really knelt down. Is the little brother who pulled erhu into the realm of transformation?"

"I suddenly want to cry. Those who scolded folk music before, you can listen to it. Folk music is no worse than western music. Have you seen our Chinese culture?"

"I've been crying. I've learned Guqin for ten years, but every time many students know about piano and violin, but they don't know Guqin. Feige, you give a breath for us to learn Guqin. I love you."

"All kinds of immortals, playing immortal musical instruments, this sounds too burning, my country."

"This Guqin connects perfectly. I'm totally drunk."

"I don't know. I can't listen to any of these instruments

"Shifei, from today on, you are my father. Can you teach me Guqin?"

"I can't think of Guqin. I've studied erhu for three years. Can that little brother accept me?"

"High energy warning ahead, turn on the circulation brainwashing mode."

"Kneel on your knees, your father will always be your father, these are all textbook Level bigwigs."

"Is it really so nice? Why don't I think, even though he's so good, why didn't you compare him to him in the first place

There was no time for the anchors to watch the live screen, and they were totally immersed in the wonderful music.

Silamy Herman learned piano as a child. For him, piano is his life. Of course, he has heard other instruments.

However, they were all in the range of Western musical instruments, and folk music was only occasionally heard. This was the first time he had listened to Chinese folk music seriously.

Like the melodious music, silami automatically kicked out the previous suona performance.

At the meeting, Feina Guqin's "water dragon chant", which was played by Feina guqin, just hit his voice point. It's so good to hear. It's a wonderful sound in the world.

After a song, Shi Fei put his hands on the Guqin and looked up at the musicians of zuijiang literature society.

"This is your Chinese folk music?" said silami

"Yes." Shi Fei said faintly: "in terms of individual performance, most Western musical instruments are difficult to compete with folk musical instruments. Violin can't do erhu, percussion can't beat Tang drum, not to mention piano and dulcimer are the same family. The advantage of your western music lies in its ability to construct regular string music groups with rich harmonic expression and strong ensemble ability

"In fact, I don't quite understand why President Xue Wei has to challenge us under the leisure dream literature society. Whether it's painting or playing chess or musical instruments, different countries have different styles. This is the inheritance of history. What can be compared with it. For example, I can play the guitar and Guqin. In that sentence, there are differences between countries, and music has no national boundaries. "

Silami stood in the same place, thought quietly for a long time, then looked up and said, "this time I came to China, I have different meanings. I remember you, I also remember your guqin, erhu, Pipa and other musical instruments of your country. If I have a chance, I would like to see more folk music again."

Shi Fei nodded: "yes."

"Hopefully one day we'll have a chance to play together," silamy said

"There are differences between countries. Music has no borders. That's a great statement."

"Oh, my God, I'm powdered. What kind of fairy love beans is it so excellent?"

"Can play guitar, can also play guqin, can oil painting also can Chinese painting, husband, what else you can't?"

"The two of them are so well matched. I want to knock this pair of CP, and when the name is given, it's called" Chinese and Western CP. "

"Go away, Shifei must have a pair with Chengyuan's younger brother."

"Go away, you evil cults." when CP "must be the Lord."

"I'm worried. I'm worried that aido will run away to play the piano."

"Don't you worry about him running away to play chess and draw? There are too many ways for Feige to go back"Don't say anything. Go to the anti black bar quickly. There are still a lot of people hacking him on the micro blog. What should I do if I scare my brother out of the circle and run away?"

Silamy Herman is leaving. Xue Wei is anxious to pull up: "Mr. sirami, are you no longer competing?"

Silamy Herman said, "isn't it over?"

Xue Wei worried: "you didn't play."

Silamy Herman: "there are suonas in folk music, and none of this western music can hold it. Shi Fei is right. There is no need to divide the history of thousands of years into different levels. On the contrary, it is bad for the original intention of learning these instruments. "

Xue Wei: don't you take revenge for your brother You know, silamy's brother Carol was humiliated by Shi Fei's painting before.

Silamy Herman: "he's not as good as a man himself."

He had some opinions on folk music, but he changed his mind after this incident.

As for his stupid brother, I hope to wake up quickly and stop being used by his master.

Without silamy, the leader, and the previous events, other musicians of zuijiang literature society could not catch Shi Fei's move.

This competition is also their zuijiang literature club lost.

Xue Wei probably didn't think of it. She planned so many things carefully. She wanted to use leisure dream literature society to raise the reputation of zuijiang literature society. As a result, she couldn't even win a competition. Instead, she became a stepping stone for others.

This will look at the eyes of fly, really want to go up to his skin to pick his tendons, why sometimes fly this person, why?

Why does he want to know how to draw and play chess, but how can he understand folk music?

Is he human? How can a person have so many fine mechanics, so many interests, even if they have learned the acme.

At this time, the host is still very responsible, hoping to have a perfect ending, let the responsible persons on both sides shake hands, and draw a perfect end to today's two literary societies exchange competition.

Xue Wei forced herself to clean up her face expression. When she got to fly, she said with a smile: "it's really a hero's youth. I have such a good performance at a young age. I'm sure it will be great in the future."

Shi Fei smiles: "flattering, I feel the same way."

Xue Wei was angry by Shi Fei's words. She almost came out with wrinkles on her face. She pressed her anger and didn't attack on the spot. She threatened in a low voice: "Shifei, let's wait and see. I won't let you go."

Xue Wei will not let this person who destroys her plan feel better. She must use all her contacts and financial resources, and she will never give up when she is ruined.

Shi Fei replied, "come on, I'll wait." If you have a chance.

Xue Wei does not know, at this time the outside police are entering the crape myrtle Hotel, ready to arrest her.