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Chapter 225 One Musical Instrument, One Song!

Chapter 230 One Musical Instrument, One Song!

"Not the full version?"

Yun Miaomiao was stunned, such a beautiful and moving piece of music, it's actually not complete?

"In fact, I have already written a complete "Liang Zhu Violin Concerto", and the length of the whole piece should be more than 20 minutes." Su Ze chuckled.

What he played on the violin just now was only a part of "Liang Zhu Violin Concerto", and the length was only four to five minutes.

The complete piece consists of three parts: the presentation part, the development part, and the reappearance part, and the flute, brass, harp and other musical instruments are added to the music. The sense of hierarchy and narrative of the whole piece is stronger. Next, it is even more shocking.

"More than 20 minutes..." Yun Miaomiao murmured, at this moment she really wanted to hear the full version of "The Butterfly Lovers".

What a classic that would be!

That should be a masterpiece!

Her heart was full of shock, and she had no time to pay attention to the fact that Qin Jinghong had left. At this time, she was staring at Su Ze closely, her eyes flickering, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

But the admiration and envy in the depths of her eyes was so strong that it could not be erased.

Su Ze gently embraced Liu Yan's shoulder, and asked with a smile, "Does it sound good?"

"Yeah." Liu Yan nodded vigorously. Even though she had confidence in Su Ze, she never thought that this song could be heard so well.

Just now she clearly saw two lingering butterflies dancing in the room.

In addition to being shocked, Liu Yan's heart was filled with sweetness and pride.

Su Ze is always able to bring her one surprise after another!
Especially Su Ze's tenderness and sweetness in music, whether it's the cautiousness in "Reserved", the willingness in "I Do", or the lingering sadness in the current song "Blessings of Love", can especially move girls. Heart.

"Hey, you can." Liu Yan leaned on Su Ze with a smile, stretched out her bracelet and pointed around the musical instruments in the room, "Tell me, what else do you have in these musical instruments?"

"These?" Su Ze looked around and raised his eyebrows, "Almost all of them..."

"Huh?" Liu Yan blinked, "Really?"

"What do you think?" Su Ze smiled.

"Really?" Yun Miaomiao also looked at Su Ze in surprise.

Su Ze can play guzheng and violin, and played two classics in a row, which is already shocking enough.

But now, he actually said that he knows other musical instruments?

And yes, there are almost all musical instruments in this room?

To be honest, if Su Ze said this when he first came here, Yun Miaomiao would definitely dismiss it, thinking that Su Ze was bragging.

But now, she lost the courage to question Su Ze.

After all, this man shocked her too much!

"I don't believe it...you're bragging." Liu Yan smiled and shook her head. She knew Su Ze's experience. Maybe Su Ze had time to learn two or three musical instruments before, but there are seven or eight musical instruments. How could it be possible?

You know, even for a professional like Yun Miaomiao, it took more than ten years to master these musical instruments.

"Don't believe me? Then let's make a bet?" Su Ze chuckled.

"Okay, what are you betting on?"

"What are you betting on?" Su Ze rolled his eyes, and with a wicked smile on his face, he leaned into Liu Yan's ear and whispered, "If I can play these instruments, you will sleep with me tonight."

"Ah—" Liu Yan didn't expect Su Ze to say this, and slapped Su Ze with her pink fist, "Fuck you!"

Su Ze was unmoved, and looked at Liu Yan: "Just tell me if you dare to make this bet!"

"Hmph!" Liu Yan pouted her small mouth: "Why don't you dare?"

Su Ze was overjoyed and clapped his hands together, "Then it's settled!"

Driven by the temptation of beauty, Su Ze felt that his whole body was full of strength. He couldn't wait to get up, took an erhu, and sat down.

"Let's start with the erhu!" Su Ze looked at Liu Yan with a smile, "Do you want to hear something happy or sad?"

"Of course it's more cheerful!" Liu Yan rolled her eyes, "What are you listening to that is sad! I have cried so badly just now, I don't want to cry anymore!"

Su Ze thought for a while: "Then let's play "Birds in the Empty Mountains"!"

"Kongshan Niaoyu? That's a good name!" Liu Yan nodded approvingly.

"Of course." Su Ze said with a smile: "I don't see people in the empty mountain, but I hear people's voices. I go back to the deep forest and shine on the moss."

Yun Miaomiao's eyes lit up, "What a poem!"

Liu Yan directly guessed the source of the poem: "You wrote it yourself again?"

Su Ze smiled triumphantly, "Of course!"

"Cut~" Liu Yan pursed her lips. She was no stranger to Su Ze's writing poems, but Yun Miaomiao looked at Su Ze with interest, and Su Ze gave her too many surprises one after another.

She was looking forward to Su Ze's song "Birds Singing in the Empty Mountains".

But she is also very puzzled, because the erhu, an instrument, is mostly used to play sad melodies or express exciting and passionate scenes because of its timbre characteristics.But the name "Birds in the Empty Mountains", coupled with the poem just now, gives a very ethereal and quiet feeling.

How to play the erhu to show that effect?

Su Ze sat upright, straightened the erhu, and prepared to play the erhu.

Liu Yan and Yun Miaomiao quieted down.

The erhu sounds.

"Birds Talking in the Empty Mountains" is divided into five sections, and before this, there is a short introduction.

The speed of the introduction is relatively slow, but there are large intervals of octaves, fifths, and fourths jumping in, just like a bird making a crisp cry from a certain corner from time to time, and then echoing in the empty valley, a kind of A faint artistic conception was born thereupon.

Then, the music enters the second section. The first two bars continue the melody sound of the last two bars of the introduction. The sound of the bird's chirping was alarmed, and it also brought interest. The bird's song gradually rose from all directions, creating a scene full of vitality.

Immediately afterwards, the second paragraph, the third paragraph...

The sound of the erhu is gradually enriched, the melody rhythm is cheerful, but rigorous and orderly, very layered.It's like a group of birds flying in the forest, chasing and playing with each other, you call, I respond, never tired of it.

Su Ze's left and right hands were busy, and his whole body was invested in it, while Liu Yan and Yun Miaomiao had already been deeply attracted by the song "Birds in the Empty Mountains".

They seem to have seen the scene of the quiet valley and the singing of birds.

The singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers are fascinating.

The music gradually came to an end, and the lively scene gradually calmed down. In the lively rhythm, the bird seemed to be tired, and gradually retreated into the forest. With a sound.

Su Ze flicked the erhu strings with his hand.

The whole song came to an abrupt end.

"Is there any meaning to my song "Birds in the Empty Mountains"?" Su Ze looked at Liu Yan with a smile.

"..." Liu Yan was speechless.

And Yun Miaomiao looked at Su Ze blankly, muttering to himself: "It's another classic..."

She no longer knew how to express the shock in her heart.

"Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" by Guzheng.

Butterfly Lovers for violin.

Erhu's "Birds in the Empty Mountains".

what's next?

Without Liu Yan's reminder, Su Ze walked to the wall with a smile, looked at the several flutes hanging on the wall, and asked Yun Miaomiao, "Which one can I use?"

"Ah?" Yun Miaomiao was taken aback, "What did you say?"

"Which one of these flutes can I use?" Su Ze asked again.

"Oh..." Yun Miaomiao heard clearly now, and quickly replied: "Anything is fine."

Su Ze also took down a flute casually, and asked with a smile: "You two, what kind of flute do you want to hear this time?"

The two girls no longer wanted to answer this question.

Su Ze chuckled, "Then let's play the song that I personally think is the best. It's called "Journey to Gusu"."

The morning fog is faint, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water.

When the melody of "Journey to Gusu" sounded, the whole room seemed to become a garden in the south of the Yangtze River. Under the guidance of the relaxed and lively music, Liu Yan and Yun Miaomiao seemed to be swimming in the garden.

There are thin weeping willows swaying gently with the wind, naughty fish splashing on the lake, beautiful butterflies dancing among the flowers, and among the water pavilions, there are men and women shuttling among them, laughing and laughing constantly.

Until Su Ze finished playing the whole piece, they were still immersed in it, lingering on it.

It wasn't until Su Ze laughed and coughed that the two came back to their senses.

"It sounds good, I like this song." Liu Yan praised, but added, "But my favorite is "The Butterfly Lovers."

Yun Miaomiao asked, "Is this "Journey to Gusu" in the style of the Southern School of Qudi?"

Su Ze nodded, "Yes, originally, the trip to Gusu was about the beautiful scenery of Suzhou."

"Haven't you never been to Suzhou? You haven't even been to any city in the south of the Yangtze River." Liu Yan asked suddenly: "Then how do you know the beauty of Suzhou?"

Su Ze rolled his eyes: "Can't I watch it on TV?"

Yun Miaomiao was deeply shocked again: "You have never been to Jiangnan but you can compose such a song, Su Ze, you are really amazing..."

Even someone like Yun Miaomiao who read a lot can only think of the word "excellent" to describe Su Ze at this moment.

However, the shock is far from over.

Su Ze picked up the pipa again.

The frightening song "House of Flying Daggers" on earth appeared in this world.

After playing the song, Liu Yan let out a long breath, patted her chest, and said with lingering fear: "As expected, it is "House of Flying Daggers", I dare not breathe, it feels like thousands of troops are surrounding me It’s like grass and trees are like soldiers!”

As for Yun Miaomiao, she was too frightened to speak.

It's just that she was more frightened by Su Ze's terrifying ability.

"It's okay, I'll play you another soothing song."

Su Ze smiled and took down a hole flute.

The two phases of the lake and the autumn moon are harmonious, and the surface of the pool has no wind mirrors. Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting in the distance, there is a green snail in a silver plate.

The melodious sound of Xiao dispelled the chilling atmosphere of "House of Flying Daggers", and added a lot of poetic and picturesque flavor to this quiet night.

"Pinghu Autumn Moon".

(End of this chapter)