The cross-border king of entertainment

Chapter 58 0058, you are blowing well

After introducing the makers and materials of several musical instruments on the display shelf, Wu Zhenhui became more and more enthusiastic, and said: "In ancient times, people's cultural accomplishment was piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and playing the piano was one of the four talents." First of all, only those who possess these four talents can be called a talented man or a talented woman.”

Wu Zhongyu knew that it was Wu Zhenhui's occupational disease, and regarded them as customers, but she didn't interrupt.

Wu Zhenhui touched the guqin lightly, and said: "The ethereal and crisp sound of the guqin is a beautiful enjoyment, and making sounds has become the joy of exploration and discovery by the ancients, and then invented various musical instruments."

This place seems to have become a classroom, and Wu Zhenhui turned into a teacher on the podium.

"Guzheng, one string and one tone, has been widely used in ancient times and is welcomed and loved by people from all walks of life. It is an art that can be enjoyed by both refined and popular people, and its entertainment performance is more prominent."

Everyone listened very carefully, especially Yunfeng, and this was a chance to learn about these instruments.

"The pipa is the first plucked string instrument. With its unique artistic charm, the pipa has been painted with rich colors and bright strokes."

Wu Zhenhui's speech is neither too fast nor too slow, making it very comfortable to listen to.

"Erhu, also known as "Huqin", appeared in the Tang Dynasty and has become a uniquely charming stringed instrument in my country. It is suitable for expressing deep and sad content, and can also describe magnificent artistic conception."

Ling Yunuo pointed to a flute on the far side of the display shelf, and asked, "Master Wu, what about the flute?"

She just caught it. Among the many musical instruments, Yunfeng seems to be only interested in the Dong Xiao.

Wu Zhenhui smiled slightly, took the Dong Xiao from the display shelf, and said: "The history of Xiao can be traced back to ancient times. Xiao has experienced many years of glory in the music history of our country in China."

Liang Xixi listened with great interest, and couldn't help interjecting: "Master Wu, I read on the Internet that 'the pipa has been played for three years and the pipa has been played for five years, an erhu has broken its waist, and the thousand-year-old xun and ten-thousand-year zither, only the suona goes up to the sky. .' Is there an exaggeration?"

Wu Zhenhui smiled when he heard the words, and said: "Exaggeration, but the truth is, you don't want to call me the master before and after the master, just call me 'teacher' just like Lao Wu."

"Mr. Wu..." Wu Zhongyu said, "Have you finished your teaching class?"

"Haha." Wu Zhenhui laughed twice and said, "I can't help it, I can't help it."

Wu Zhongyu turned his head to look at Yunfeng, and said, "I heard from Xiaotang that you play the piano and guitar well. There should be pianos over there. You can go downstairs to pick a guitar."

Yunfeng asked: "Mr. Wu, isn't this musical instrument academic exchange conference not an exchange of theoretical knowledge, but also practical exercises?"

Wu Zhongyu smiled, and replied: "I have both, otherwise how can I open it for three days."

Wu Zhenhui took over the topic and said: "You think about this musical instrument academic exchange meeting simply. If it is only domestic in nature, it is basically a presentation, but it is different when it is raised to a global nature."

Tang Yu, who had been silent all this time, said, "Teacher Wu, is the collision of Chinese and Western musical instruments?"

Wu Zhenhui nodded and said: "This is inevitable, otherwise Old Wu would not have asked me to prepare these instruments for you. A good instrument is to a musician what a good weapon is to a soldier. "

At this point, all the doubts in Yunfeng's heart were solved.

but……

Nothing has changed.

Yan Lide brought him here to make up the numbers.

Wu Zhenhui asked again: "Do you play classical guitar, folk guitar, or electric guitar? I will give you a piece from my collection."

"Eh..." Yunfeng rubbed his nose and said, "Actually, my piano and guitar are average, but Xiao is better at it."

"I didn't expect it to be a group of children who like our Chinese national musical instruments, good, good, good." Wu Zhenhui said three "yes" in a row to express his joy, and handed the Dongxiao to Yunfeng, saying: "This It is made of high-quality purple bamboo, the sound is round and soft, quiet and elegant, suitable for solo and ensemble."

Yunfeng took it and tried to play for a while, and it was really good.

Although there were only a dozen or so notes, Wu Zhenhui had an indescribable feeling when he heard it, and said curiously: "Young man, Xiao played well, but which piece did you just play?"

"Ah, this..." Yunfeng laughed aloud and said, "I just want to try the sound, I'm just bragging."

He had only used the skill book before, and had never practiced the flute. Just now, when his hands were itchy, he played a short section of "Song of the Swordsman" rewarded by the system.

"Bragging?" Wu Zhenhui recalled for a moment, the dozen or so notes just now didn't look like bragging.

"Xiaoyun's sense of music is very good. His "Dragon Fist" and "Childhood" were the melodies he hummed before." Wu Zhongyu's opening not only solved Wu Zhenhui's doubts, but also solved Yunfeng's embarrassment.

"It turns out that the two songs that have become popular on the Internet recently were written by you." Wu Zhenhui showed surprise, and said, "There are very few young people like you who write lyrics with national spirit. I especially like 'Crossing the Yellow River East'." , Climbing to the top of Mount Tai, I will draw the north wind to the west, and I will be tanned into a bronze' These few words are really terrifying for young people."

"Okay, there will be time for you to express your feelings in the future, and it's time to go." Wu Zhongyu raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already two o'clock, and it was just right. Then he asked Wu Zhenhui: "Are you going with me today?"

"Go." Wu Zhenhui nodded and said, "I haven't seen Lide for a long time."

Wu Zhongyu invited Wu Zhenhui early on.

On the bright side, it is the academic exchange of musical instruments in the world's major art schools, but secretly it is the collision of Chinese and Western musical instrument cultures.

The previous few times, Western instruments had the upper hand.

The world's three major musical instruments, piano, violin and classical guitar, are all Western musical instruments. The current teaching is mainly based on these musical instruments, and there are very few Chinese national musical instruments.

This time, Wu Zhongyu searched through the four campuses of the Magic City Conservatory of Music, only to find these two Chinese national musical instruments with the exception of Tang Yu.

As for Yunfeng...

The group went back to the hotel first, to store the musical instruments in the room, and to call Yan Lide who was sleeping.

When they came out of the Liuyi Musical Instrument Store, several of them were holding a musical instrument.

Yunfeng's hole flute.

Tang Yu's guqin.

Ling Yunuo's pipa.

Liang Xixi's Erhu.

They are all musical instruments that I am good at, but they are still a bit conspicuous when walking on the street. Even if they are packed in corresponding boxes, the rate of return is very high, especially the musical instruments held by the three girls, and the boxes are relatively large.

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The location of this musical instrument academic exchange meeting was chosen at the Central Conservatory of Music.

The Central Conservatory of Music is mainly characterized by western music education. The level of western music education ranks among the top in the country. It is an institution of higher learning that trains professionals in western music performance, western music education, and western music creation. One of the top conservatories.

Among the domestic conservatories, it has always been ranked first, overtaking the Shanghai Conservatory of Music.

Although it was the New Year's Day holiday and most of the students had gone home, it was still very lively due to the arrival of teachers and students from more than a dozen famous art academies at home and abroad.

"Oh~ Ms. Wu Zhongyu, long time no see, how are you doing?" In front of the concert hall, a foreigner with black hair, brown eyes and high nose bridge came to meet Wu Zhongyu, speaking fluent Chinese.

"Mr. Alvaro, don't come here without any problems." Wu Zhongyu said bluntly: "This time, it's not so easy to win."

Alvaro glanced at Yunfeng and the others, then pointed sideways at two blond young men who were talking and laughing not far away, and said: "For Angelo and Aonzo, the children you brought are too young."

Yan Lide smiled and said, "Alvaro, don't underestimate young people."

Alvaro also smiled, and said, "Yan, then I'll just wait and see."

After Alvaro left, Yan Lide introduced to Yunfeng and the others: "Alvaro is a professor at the Maro Conservatory of Music, and also a famous pianist in an Italian elementary school. Those two are his proud students. The level of piano performance is very high, and this time, the two of them came three times."

Wu Zhenhui said: "These people are nothing more than four types of piano, violin, cello and guitar. It is true that they are more expressive, but it doesn't matter what the instrument is. It mainly depends on the performer and the performance."

Yunfeng and the others nodded their heads half-understood.

Wu Zhongyu said: "Let's go, let's go in too."

(End of this chapter)