I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 55 The Real Old Artist
The sea breeze blew past the waves.

Su Muyan meowed for a whole morning, and the little leather shoes were full of sand, which made the soles of her feet hurt. She had to jump for a while, then took off her shoes and jumped around, complaining and slapping the sand off the tube socks.

Chuhe was tired, and sat next to the camera and yawned: "Have you finished meowing yet?"

"Can you be a little patient? I'm the goddess of house dance. Do you know how many men are eager to take pictures of my dance?" Su Muyan stared at Chuhe with bright eyes, "One last time!"

"Hey." Chuhe sighed deeply, meow, keep meowing.

This meow, meow until the afternoon, and there will be the last time after the last time.

Liu Zhiqing couldn't bear it anymore, so she came here to persuade Su Muyan not to be so critical.

"Sister, this is my first work after my comeback, of course it has to be perfect. Men just have no patience, hum." Su Muyan snorted at Chuhe.

Liu Zhiqing snickered, and said to Chuhe: "Chuhe, let me come, you cook, thank you for your hard work."

Still treat each other with respect.

Without further ado, Chu He ran away without saying a word, but Su Muyan was very angry, so couldn't he meow cute?
Back at the villa, Chuhe drank a large bottle of water, then cooked, made a few random dishes, and ate first.

He starved to death if he didn't eat first, because he estimated that Su Muyan would have to meow for a long time.

Sure enough, the food was cold and the two rich women hadn't come back yet.

Chuhe secretly rejoiced that he escaped.

He grabbed his phone and lay down on the swing, enjoying the coolness, while watching "My Heart Will Go On".

In the morning, "My Heart Is Eternal" was the tenth on the performance list. After a long time, it should have risen, right?
Chu He opened it and was surprised. "My Heart Will Eternal" has not only risen, but also ranked second!

The number of clicks exceeded [-], the barrage exceeded [-], and the number of comments was [-], which is still increasing.

This is too much, it's entirely the result of the boss posting the video.Chuhe looked at his fans again, there were nearly [-] of them.

Whether it is in the barrage or in the comments, the audience is frantically praising it.

"Oh my god, the UP master is definitely an old artist, the conch sounds so good!"

"I've been listening to it all day at work, and I can't extricate myself!"

"I don't know why after listening to "My Heart Is Eternal", I don't want to listen to anything else. I always feel relatively immature, except for "Ya"."

Obviously, in the music area, apart from "Ya", "My Heart Is Eternal" is the most popular.

This result is actually unexpected and reasonable, and it is not surprising to think about it carefully.

Chuhe is the king of the full-level conch, and it seems that he is the only one who uses conch as an instrument in the entire station B. Once he sings, it naturally attracts countless audiences.

Novelty, good-sounding, it's hard not to be popular.

Chuhe smiled inwardly, and began to think about recording the next video.He was very interested in "Ya" and planned to polish it with conch shells and repair it.

But I don't know if this will make sister Yaoyao unhappy, after all, I have corrected her shortcomings.

While thinking about it, Chuhe saw a video from the corner of his eyes, which was just below his video, ranking third.

"The piano version of "Ya", the years have become a monument, the sea of ​​tombs has become a cliff, a tribute to Sister Yaoyao."

The meaning of the title is obvious. A big guy played Sister Yaoyao's "Ya" on the piano.

Chu He clicked in and saw that in a luxurious music room, a handsome boy with hair parted in the middle was playing "Ya".

Chu He listened for a while, nodded and shook his head.

"Although the piano is no longer murderous, it is too soft, and it doesn't have the charm of a classical instrument, so it still can't perform "Ya" perfectly." Chu He commented.

He has very high requirements. In fact, the piano version of "Ya" is already extremely beautiful, otherwise it would not be ranked No.3.

There are also crazy fans shouting in the barrage.

"Yuan Yuan, I will trade my life for you to be at ease!"

"Yu'an is so awesome, he plays much better than Yaoyao!"

"Come on, sisters, push "My Heart Will Go On" down!"

"Ah, I love you nmsl so much."

Chuhe was a little stunned, thinking he had entered the wrong website.

It is true that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

He turned off the video and didn't watch any more.

At this time, in the imperial capital, in a quiet park, an old man wearing presbyopic glasses and sitting in a wheelchair was facing the lake, quietly flipping through the newspaper.

He looks to be in his 80s, he can no longer walk, and the wrinkles on his face are like tree bark. His whole life has come to an end.

But his eyes are still very bright, obviously he is not an old man suffering from serious illness, if it is not for the inconvenience of walking, he might go to dance in the square.

"Grandpa, I'm here to see you." Suddenly, on the park path behind him, a girl in light yellow Hanfu trotted over.

The girl was in her twenties, with a handsome face, her black hair was parted on both sides and hung on the side of her face, and the ends of her hair were tied into a bunch and tied with a red string, she was beautiful and elegant.

This kind of hairstyle is a test of the face shape. It belongs to the hairstyle of the Han Dynasty. Generally, girls will look big and old-fashioned when combed like this.

But this girl seemed to be extremely agile, not at all old-fashioned.

"Yaoyao, you're going out in Hanfu again, aren't you afraid that others will laugh at you?" The old man in the wheelchair looked back, showing a kind smile.

"No one is laughing at me, Hanfu is very popular now." Yaoyao hugged the old man's shoulder, and then took out her mobile phone from the blue bag she was carrying.

"What? You want to show me "Poetry and the Sea" again? I can't stand the words on the phone, so wait until the physical book comes out." The old man took off his presbyopic glasses and looked at Yaoyao dotingly.

Both the old and the young have the aura of a high-ranking person, and I am afraid they are also important figures in the imperial capital.

It's just an easy-going and kind, a retro and elegant, without the majesty of a superior.

"It's not "Poetry and the Sea". I found a master artist who played "My Heart Is Eternal" with conch shells, even better than me."

There was a trace of admiration in Yaoyao's tone. She only found out about Chuhe's video at noon, and listened to it for half an hour, then hurried to show it to her grandfather.

The old man was taken aback for a moment, but he couldn't help laughing.Yaoyao complained while plugging in her earphones: "Grandpa, what are you laughing at?"

"Didn't you look down on other musicians since you were young? Especially on the Internet, why? Which old pedant has become an Internet celebrity?" The old man quite understands things on the Internet, and he opened his mouth to be an Internet celebrity.

"This is different. I don't know if it was played by an old pedant, but it sounds very nice." Yaoyao put the earplugs into the old man's ears, and then played "My Heart Is Eternal".

The smiling old man immediately put away his smile, showing a look of astonishment.

His already bright eyes became even brighter, and he leaned back on the wheelchair involuntarily, closing his eyes.

The distant tones linger in the ears, like the ripples of sea water, which makes people intoxicated. "My Heart Is Eternal" is so sweet to the ear that I need not repeat it.

Yaoyao wore the other earplugs and listened quietly, not disturbing Grandpa.

Musicians know musicians best. Compared with netizens, Yaoyao and the old man's ability to appreciate music is not only a level higher.

A few minutes later, the old man opened his eyes and exclaimed: "The sound of pure crushed conch is still the most difficult to control the long fragrant conch. The tone is perfectly grasped. Which guy ran to blow the conch? Fang Guangsong's stinky cow or Jiang Jinlong's!" Old urchin?"

The old man couldn't help applauding, thinking that Chu Dahe was an old artist.

"I'll check it out later, we have a group in the music circle at station B, I'll drag him into the group chat." Yaoyao knew what grandpa was thinking.

"Okay, okay, ask as soon as possible. If he is not too old to walk, invite him to come and sit with me. I think his conch can be played with some orchestral music, and it may have a miraculous effect." The old man was very interested. Get treasure.

If there were any well-known musicians here, they would definitely recognize this old man as Shao Minghua, former deputy head of the well-known Central National Orchestra and commander of the Central National Orchestra.

This is a real old artist.

In 1998, he stepped into the Golden Hall of Vienna and performed "Erquan Yingyue", "The Overlord Disarms His Armor", "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" and so on with the Central National Orchestra.

In 2010, the European tour of "Chinese Charm" followed Belgium, France, and Austria, and ended perfectly in Slovakia.

In 2011, the "National Kremlin Theater" concert in Moscow contributed to the 10th anniversary of the signing of the "Sino-Russian Treaty of Good Neighborliness and Friendship".

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　Update today in advance to see if there are any sensitive things in this chapter for easy changes.

　　There is no update at [-]:[-] noon.

　　Then ask for tickets every day, without tickets, I will die o(╥﹏╥)o
　　
　
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