Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 192 "Coins"

A trace of embarrassment and anger flashed across Cheng Siwei's face. He wanted to use this person to fill a cup and strike up a conversation with the girl wearing sunglasses who was walking with him.

He Ping observed the changes in Cheng Siwei's expression, and understood the seemingly upright yet cunning personality of this person.Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous.

He smiled and said: "You may be a beginner in guitar, so it's normal to make mistakes like this. It doesn't matter. You can't just rely on a tuner to tune a guitar, you still have to practice it yourself. Talent, but hard work can make up for weakness, you can be admitted to Jiaotong University, I believe there should be no problem in this regard."

Cheng Siwei was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. What does Nima mean? What does it mean to need talent but hard work can make up for it?What does it mean that you can be admitted to Jiaotong University and I believe you?

He wanted to scold, but He Ping's generous smile and elder-like teachings had already convinced the students around him.

"This person is amazing!"

"Yeah, I thought he was grandstanding just now."

"I didn't expect him to have real talents. Look at Cheng Siwei, he can't say a word. This is his strength."

Although Cheng Siwei was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, he could only hold back his anger and forced a smile on his face.

"Comrade, your guitar skills are astonishing. I learned a lot from you today. It's rare to meet an expert like you. Why don't you play a piece for us today? I believe that with your proficient piano skills, It will definitely be a feast for our ears and unforgettable for a lifetime.”

Good boy, if you can't be squeezed, you can turn to praise and kill, you have a future.

With a far-fetched smile on He Ping's face, he declined and said, "Hey, I won't make a fool of myself."

Cheng Siwei persuaded: "It's rare to meet such a master like you, you can't hide your secrets today, you must show us all, everyone thinks, right?"

His last words were addressed to all the people present. Erlang's year-old student was the most uninspired, and everyone said in unison: "Yes!"

"Come one! Come one!" The students clapped their hands rhythmically and shouted. Cheng Siwei showed a triumphant smile on his face, and secretly gave He Ping a smug look.

Zhang Yu also booed with everyone. She knew He Ping must be a master when she saw He Ping's performance when he tuned the piano just now, but she was also curious about He Ping's level.

He Ping smiled in his heart, okay boy, today I will show you what a home sparrow is!

He showed a forced smile on his face, "Well, since everyone is so enthusiastic, I really can't resist my kindness. But let me tell you first, I haven't played the piano for too long, so if there is something wrong , and please forgive me.”

Cheng Siwei thought to himself that when you played the piano just now, you knew that you were a silver-colored pewter gun, and I will see how you are still in the future.

He Ping finished laying out what he wanted to say, and put his fingers on the strings, ignoring the change in Cheng Siwei's heart, and brewed his emotions for a while with half-closed eyes.

After more than ten seconds in the quiet air, he gently plucked the strings, and the gentle sound of the piano slowly flowed out from between his fingers.

Instead of playing and singing, he played the piece first.

The song is not long, just over three minutes.Although there are no lyrics, everyone present can hear the infinite warmth and touch from He Ping's smooth and melodious piano sound.

After playing a song, He Ping didn't speak, he was thinking about it.In later generations, he learned the guitar for chasing girls, but he never touched the guitar again due to the pressure of life for a long time.

Touching the guitar again today, his eighteen-year-old self, full of infinite possibilities, seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

"What song is this, I've never heard it before."

"Yeah, but it's really nice!"

"This song is really good, don't you have any words?"

He Ping's aftertaste was interrupted by the whispers from the people around him. He opened his eyes, with an indifferent smile on his face, "This song is called "Coin". If you want to learn the guitar, you can use it as an exercise. I haven’t played it for a long time, but I got familiar with it just now, and I will sing the song "Coin" for everyone."

The familiar melody sounded again, He Ping opened his mouth, and the deep and magnetic voice floated into the air along with the notes.

"There is nothing to cover the world but the sun

Nothing but rain can paint a rainbow

Nothing but snow can whiten the earth

Nothing but the wind can move the leaves

......"

The neat four-sentence parallelism caught the audience's ears immediately.If it is said that everyone's attention was focused on the song in the first time, then in the second time, everyone's attention was more on the lyrics.This song is so completely different from the songs of this era in terms of lyrics and melody structure, it was refreshing for everyone at first.

Most of the people present were fanatics of Misty Poems, and the very characteristic sentences of Misty Poetry in the lyrics instantly made everyone fall in love with this song.

The sound of the piano is flowing and the singing is melodious.

"Have you seen the pure fate line on your hand?

Did you hear your cry after being abandoned

Do you ever feel that maybe forever you can just turn a blind eye

Have you ever flipped a coin to choose heads or tails. "

After He Ping sang a song, he let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not ashamed, and his skills were still there.

He looked around and found that everyone was still immersed in the charm of the song, and the afterglow of the setting sun cast a soft light on their faces.

Among the fascinated eyes of everyone, there was a hot and hot gaze that was particularly eye-catching. Zhang Yu's almond eyes were looking at him infatuatedly, full of affection.

He Ping was taken aback, what's going on with this silly girl, she looks a little perverted.

He didn't dare to look at Zhang Yu, but looked at other people.

At this time, everyone came back to their senses, their expressions changed from joy to excitement, and the applause sounded like thunder in just a few seconds. It was hard to believe that more than [-] people could give such applause.

Cheng Siwei looked at He Ping with a complicated expression, and the cheers and applause of the crowd towards He Ping seemed like a loud slap in the face, slapping him on the face, making him annoyed and regretting why he came up just now.

"Thank you! Thank you!" He Ping bowed to the crowd, but the applause from the crowd kept on, so he could only keep bowing.

After more than half a minute, the applause gradually weakened, and He Ping stood up straight, "Thank you for your applause, all right..."

"another one!"

"Yes! One more, I haven't heard enough!"

The students didn't give He Ping a chance to speak. A short song obviously didn't satisfy their ears. Their voices turned into a wave, which was many times bigger than when He Ping was first asked to sing. It was uploaded from the lawn to Jiaotong University. In mid-air, in the school building, in the classroom.

It attracted the students outside the lawn to pay attention to this place, and those who love to join in the fun have come from not far away.

(End of this chapter)