Rune
Chapter 68
Chapter 68
"Xu Baiyan, a new examinee, who is he!?"
At night, the banks of the Yuanli River seemed to be making atonement for the quietness before the release of the rankings. The turmoil was even worse than usual. The sound of singing and dancing was mixed together, making it a mess, but it was miraculously not annoying.
"I heard that he is a great talent even bigger than Chen Muyang!"
"Didn't you say that you were just a failed student? Why did you suddenly get full marks in all subjects?"
"Hey!" During the venue, a scholar shook the fan in his hand: "I don't know anything else, but... my family has something to do with the car dealership in Dongcheng. The carriage entered the Chaodu Academy, and went to the room where the examination papers were graded."
"What?!" Everyone present was surprised: "Le Fang's car? It's a place where you can pass the exam. Then... who is that?"
"Hey, who else can it be? The whole band can have such a status, it must be the oiran!"
When other people in the venue heard this, they also turned their ears. This whole night, the three words Xu Baiyan seemed to be engraved with talismans, and there were things related to him everywhere.
"No matter which oiran it is, as long as Xu Baiyan's name is mentioned in her mouth, then this guy will get a full score in music theory, it's not easy!"
"Well, wait! No, it's hard to say that this guy came through the back door?"
"Fart! How can someone who can get into the eyes of Huakui need to go through the back door?"
"Why did you change the results until the results were announced?"
No one could answer this question, but a scholar who was also wearing a black and white school uniform stood up, he was slightly drunk, shaking and said: "I don't know what music theory is, but I know this guy's poetry How did you get full marks!"
"What!" After a few exclamations, people from a few tables in the distance rushed over without caring about anything else.
The drunken scholar enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by people, and he said slowly: "That day, a copy was made in the grading room. Originally, Xu Baiyan's poems were written very poorly, and he was given a natural score of zero. But because the grades were too poor, the marking teacher felt that something was wrong. The three subjects got full marks, but the poems got zero marks. secret."
The eyeballs of the people around lit up: "Then what poem did Xu Baiyan write?"
"I do not know."
"Ah? Then what's the mystery?"
"The brushwork!"
"Writing?!"
"En!" The scholar stretched out his hand, and someone beside him quickly filled his wine glass, and this person continued to speak slowly: "This year's poem is about mountains, and Xu Baiyan has a good handwriting! In the words of that old gentleman, It’s like a cloud and a snowy peak, with a majestic brushwork between black and white!”
"What do you mean?"
"It's just that you can't just look at the words and sentences when looking at poetry. Words and sentences are only poetic interpretation methods. If this is the case, then the font itself that interprets the poetic meaning is also a part of the poem! If you take out any single word in Xu Baiyan's words, it will be like a mountain wind, whistling continuously, A few lines of words are connected, and there are thousands of miles of mountains lying in front of you. In this way, although this poem is still a poem, it is also detached from poetry. There is a subtlety in it, and the old man didn't know how to describe it for a while. distinguish."
Hearing these words, the people around him were in a cloud of fog, and I felt so confused and so awesome.
Finally, someone next to him raised a question:
"No, idlers are not allowed to enter the place where people mark papers. How do you know this?"
"Hey!" The scholar straightened his chest: "My third aunt is there to sweep the floor!"
There was an uproar in the venue, and everyone was convinced, and said, "Brother is awesome!" '
After drinking for three rounds, the people on the boat became excited. The word Xu Baiyan was no longer a word that had to be uttered with a suppressed voice. No matter where the boat was full of flowers, people could hear him being mentioned.
At noon when the festive lanterns were in full bloom, the wine was so strong that the wind could not blow it away. Suddenly, a melodious piano sound came from the center of the Yuanli River.
The sound of the piano went straight into the sea of ears, and the strings fluctuated a few times, so people stopped shouting, and the wine glasses in their hands were all hanging in the air, but they all looked in the direction of the embroidered boat in unison.
"Outside the long pavilion, by the side of the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky, the sound of the willow flute in the evening wind, the setting sun outside the mountain."
A few leisurely words and sentences were heard, the sound rippling over the Yuanli River, the boat was fixed and the light curtain fell, as if the curtain had been drawn.
Tonight, qin master Li Honghu played the piano again in the middle of the Yuanli River. The talisman painted on the top of the boat scattered the sound across the river. Voices.
If there is piano music, there must be music words. With the sound, every word and sentence will turn into white smoke and dust that surrounds the sky, and float in the sky under the light of the black moon and white moon.
"At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half a friend is lost, a pot of dirty wine is full of joy, don't dream cold tonight."
Countless people in the capital raised their eyes and could see such lines in the sky. They could only sigh that the great Qin musician Li Honghu was worthy of heaven and man. Before the end of the song, some people had already shed tears in the bustling eyes, silently saying "a pot of turbidity" in their hearts. Let the wine run out, don't dream cold tonight."
Finally, the song is over, and the people are still alive!
At the end of the sky-filled lyrics, the title of the song finally slowly emerged.
"Changting Farewell Song"
Then behind, Yoyo revealed a name
————Xu Baiyan
(End of this chapter)
"Xu Baiyan, a new examinee, who is he!?"
At night, the banks of the Yuanli River seemed to be making atonement for the quietness before the release of the rankings. The turmoil was even worse than usual. The sound of singing and dancing was mixed together, making it a mess, but it was miraculously not annoying.
"I heard that he is a great talent even bigger than Chen Muyang!"
"Didn't you say that you were just a failed student? Why did you suddenly get full marks in all subjects?"
"Hey!" During the venue, a scholar shook the fan in his hand: "I don't know anything else, but... my family has something to do with the car dealership in Dongcheng. The carriage entered the Chaodu Academy, and went to the room where the examination papers were graded."
"What?!" Everyone present was surprised: "Le Fang's car? It's a place where you can pass the exam. Then... who is that?"
"Hey, who else can it be? The whole band can have such a status, it must be the oiran!"
When other people in the venue heard this, they also turned their ears. This whole night, the three words Xu Baiyan seemed to be engraved with talismans, and there were things related to him everywhere.
"No matter which oiran it is, as long as Xu Baiyan's name is mentioned in her mouth, then this guy will get a full score in music theory, it's not easy!"
"Well, wait! No, it's hard to say that this guy came through the back door?"
"Fart! How can someone who can get into the eyes of Huakui need to go through the back door?"
"Why did you change the results until the results were announced?"
No one could answer this question, but a scholar who was also wearing a black and white school uniform stood up, he was slightly drunk, shaking and said: "I don't know what music theory is, but I know this guy's poetry How did you get full marks!"
"What!" After a few exclamations, people from a few tables in the distance rushed over without caring about anything else.
The drunken scholar enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded by people, and he said slowly: "That day, a copy was made in the grading room. Originally, Xu Baiyan's poems were written very poorly, and he was given a natural score of zero. But because the grades were too poor, the marking teacher felt that something was wrong. The three subjects got full marks, but the poems got zero marks. secret."
The eyeballs of the people around lit up: "Then what poem did Xu Baiyan write?"
"I do not know."
"Ah? Then what's the mystery?"
"The brushwork!"
"Writing?!"
"En!" The scholar stretched out his hand, and someone beside him quickly filled his wine glass, and this person continued to speak slowly: "This year's poem is about mountains, and Xu Baiyan has a good handwriting! In the words of that old gentleman, It’s like a cloud and a snowy peak, with a majestic brushwork between black and white!”
"What do you mean?"
"It's just that you can't just look at the words and sentences when looking at poetry. Words and sentences are only poetic interpretation methods. If this is the case, then the font itself that interprets the poetic meaning is also a part of the poem! If you take out any single word in Xu Baiyan's words, it will be like a mountain wind, whistling continuously, A few lines of words are connected, and there are thousands of miles of mountains lying in front of you. In this way, although this poem is still a poem, it is also detached from poetry. There is a subtlety in it, and the old man didn't know how to describe it for a while. distinguish."
Hearing these words, the people around him were in a cloud of fog, and I felt so confused and so awesome.
Finally, someone next to him raised a question:
"No, idlers are not allowed to enter the place where people mark papers. How do you know this?"
"Hey!" The scholar straightened his chest: "My third aunt is there to sweep the floor!"
There was an uproar in the venue, and everyone was convinced, and said, "Brother is awesome!" '
After drinking for three rounds, the people on the boat became excited. The word Xu Baiyan was no longer a word that had to be uttered with a suppressed voice. No matter where the boat was full of flowers, people could hear him being mentioned.
At noon when the festive lanterns were in full bloom, the wine was so strong that the wind could not blow it away. Suddenly, a melodious piano sound came from the center of the Yuanli River.
The sound of the piano went straight into the sea of ears, and the strings fluctuated a few times, so people stopped shouting, and the wine glasses in their hands were all hanging in the air, but they all looked in the direction of the embroidered boat in unison.
"Outside the long pavilion, by the side of the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky, the sound of the willow flute in the evening wind, the setting sun outside the mountain."
A few leisurely words and sentences were heard, the sound rippling over the Yuanli River, the boat was fixed and the light curtain fell, as if the curtain had been drawn.
Tonight, qin master Li Honghu played the piano again in the middle of the Yuanli River. The talisman painted on the top of the boat scattered the sound across the river. Voices.
If there is piano music, there must be music words. With the sound, every word and sentence will turn into white smoke and dust that surrounds the sky, and float in the sky under the light of the black moon and white moon.
"At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half a friend is lost, a pot of dirty wine is full of joy, don't dream cold tonight."
Countless people in the capital raised their eyes and could see such lines in the sky. They could only sigh that the great Qin musician Li Honghu was worthy of heaven and man. Before the end of the song, some people had already shed tears in the bustling eyes, silently saying "a pot of turbidity" in their hearts. Let the wine run out, don't dream cold tonight."
Finally, the song is over, and the people are still alive!
At the end of the sky-filled lyrics, the title of the song finally slowly emerged.
"Changting Farewell Song"
Then behind, Yoyo revealed a name
————Xu Baiyan
(End of this chapter)
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