Chapter 680： : 2 Quan Yingyue, make everyone cry!

Immediately afterwards, Li Chengfeng began to pick up the erhu in his hand, found a stool and sat down quietly.

Everyone looked at Li Chengfeng curiously.

No one knows what kind of instrument is the erhu in Li Chengfeng's hand, and what kind of sound it can make?

Li Chengfeng took a deep breath and said, "Next, I will play "The Moon Reflected in the Two Springs" with the erhu. I hope everyone will like it!"

After finishing speaking, Li Chengfeng tightly closed his eyes and began to perform his own show.

Erquan Yingyue is a composition composed by A Bing, a blind folk.

A Bing has suffered all his life since he was a child, and all the pain he has experienced has turned into the source of his music creation.

Until his old age, after the blind A Bing lost his eyesight, he composed this very sad and desolate piece of music, Erquan Yingyue.

Li Chengfeng also chose to play Erquan Yingyue in order to conform to the aesthetic concept of people in Tang Dynasty.

Otherwise, if Li Chengfeng played pop music, Li Chengfeng was afraid that they would not understand it.

Sure enough, when Li Chengfeng played the erhu, when the first sound of Erquan Yingyue came out from above the erhu.

Everyone was shocked.

Even Gao Chen, Li Shimin and the others couldn't help shivering.

Because the tone of this song played by Li Chengfeng is really, too sad.

"How come, how can there be such a sad and desolate tune in this world?"

"My God, what did the Eighth Prince go through to create such an amazing tune?"

On the side, the ministers who knew a little about music began to be shocked.

Different from the classical music they have heard before.

This song Erquan Yingyue is completely a song that can touch people's hearts from the heart.

The Tao is full of prosperity in the world, and the Tao is full of suffering in the world, just like feeling the same!

…

A song is played.

When Li Chengfeng slowly opened his eyes, he only found that all the people looked at him with surprised eyes.

There was no applause, no cheers, only silence and sadness.

Because, at this moment, they are still immersed in the sadness of Erquan Yingyue, and they can't recover for a long time.

Gao Chen was also moved. Li Mingda and Cheng Le also looked at Li Chengfeng with disbelief.

As for Li Shimin himself, two lines of tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

This song is so sad and contagious.

Not only Li Shimin, but also the onlookers on the side, many people shed tears unknowingly, and were moved by a song, the desolate Erquan Yingyue.

"What song is this?"

Gao Chen suddenly spoke lightly.

Li Chengfeng looked at him, and he could clearly feel that Gao Chen was in a state of ecstasy and listening.

At this moment, everyone looked at Li Chengfeng expectantly.

I hope that Li Chengfeng can explain the origin of the song Erquan Yingyue.

Li Chengfeng sighed slightly, and said: "Erquan Yingyue is a song composed by A Bing, an erhu master in my hometown!"

"A Bing, who experienced suffering in the world since he was a child, became blind when he grew up! In order to make a living, A Bing can only go to the streets to play the erhu every day! He wins the sympathy and rewards of some passers-by, and makes a living by this!"

"After old age, A Bing really couldn't stand the torment of illness, so he composed this song Erquan Yingyue! This song is a true portrayal of the blind A Bing's life. That is to say, how many songs you hear now Sadness, then how depressed Ah Bing was at that time, and how desolate his life was!"

"Blind A Bing is indeed a generation of erhu masters. Even I can't fully comprehend the entire artistic conception of Erquan Yingyue, because I have never walked A Bing's path and experienced his sufferings, so I can't fully play it. It played out the sense of desolation and desolation of Erquan Yingyue!"

"Oh, so it is, so it is!"

Gao Chen sighed and shook his head slightly.

His face was very bitter, and he seemed to be lamenting the unfairness of fate for A Bing.

At this time, Li Shimin couldn't help but said: "Quick, Feng'er, tell me quickly, where does the blind A Bing live? I'll go pick him up and bring him to the palace right now! Unexpectedly, there is such a master of music in the folk. If you don't cherish it, it will be my loss!"

Li Chengfeng looked at Li Shimin, and said: "Father, the blind A Bing died a long time ago!"

"What? He's dead?"

"Ding, surprise from Li Shimin, naughty value +299!"

Li Chengfeng nodded and said: "Yes! A Bing is from our village. I have listened to A Bing's erhu music since I was a child! Later, I learned this piece Erquan Yingyue, but later, because A Bing couldn't bear the pain tortured, so died!"

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"Hey, the passing of such a master of music is really a loss to my Tang Dynasty!"

Li Shimin sighed sadly.

Afterwards, Li Chengfeng looked at Gao Chen and said, "Young Son of Goguryeo, how about our first match?"

"I lost!"

Gao Chen calmly said three words to express Li Chengfeng's victory.

Because Gao Chen knows that the most important part of music is how infectious it is.

Compared with Li Chengfeng's Erquan Yingyue, his high mountains and flowing waters are far less contagious.

It's not that the creators of these two songs are not at the same level.

Creators are all masters of music.

Gao Chen's performance made all the ministers applaud, but it was slightly flawed.

But what about Li Chengfeng? His performance, the audience was silent, only weeping sadly.

Everyone was secretly wiping their tears, and they were infected by Li Chengfeng's Erquan Yingyue.

So from the aspect of emotional expression, Gao Chen lost.

This was the expression on the faces of the audience, so Gao Chen was convinced of the loss.

At the same time, Gao Chen couldn't help secretly admiring Li Chengfeng's strength.

The Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty is really a remarkable figure.

Whether it is talent, martial arts, or even music, he can be called a master among masters.

But he is only six years old, how could he be so powerful?

Is it really like folk rumors? Is the Eighth Prince an immortal descended from the sky, or is the Eighth Prince's master really the immortal Shennong?

But no matter what, Gao Chen felt that for Li Chengfeng, he must make friends, and he must never be an enemy.

When he was young, he was able to be so terrifying. If he grew up, would he still be able to do so?

So Gao Chen knew very well that such a person should only befriend him, not offend him.

"Okay, I lost, so let's continue to the next game!"

"Okay, 5V5 team leader, right?"

Li Chengfeng suddenly uttered another sentence, which was incomprehensible to others.