Winter! Winter! Winter is not winter! Winter is not winter, winter is not white, winter is not winter!

Liu Yufan held the drumsticks in both hands and beat them a few times as he followed the rhythm of the second uncle Ma Hua just now. It sounded a little bit like it, but it was obviously not as good as the second uncle Ma Hua.

But even so, it surprised the half-best boys waiting to watch jokes. I thought Xiaofan was just trying to have fun and went up to knock around, but I didn't expect that the fight was really like that. Of course, compared with the second uncle Ma Hua, that's far behind.

"Oh, Xiaofan is still popular, it's a little smell." Hearing Liu Yufan's thug, the second uncle said with a slap.

"It's just that the left hand is a little tight, and it always sounds different when you knock it on it." Liu Yufan felt the rhythm was right, but he couldn't find the round and fulfilling feeling when the second uncle just hit.

Liu Yufan was thinking while fighting, and this was a few minutes. The second uncle didn't expect that he loved playing drums so much that he was still a little bit like playing, so he had the intention of giving some advice to him.

"Xiaofan, your wrist is too tight. Don't go downwards, you have to face it. Take the hammer and see if the second uncle hits you twice." The second uncle Ma Hua said, reaching out to take the drumstick in Liu Yufan's hand over.

"Oh." Liu Yufan stood aside and watched the second uncle play the drum very seriously.

Although the second uncle is usually sloppy, after holding the drumstick, his aura immediately became different. He was full of energy. Even the small eyes that had not washed their faces for those days and had a piece of eye dropping on them were full of energy.

I saw him gently holding the drumstick with both hands, and loosen his wrists, and the drum fell on the drum surface. Then his wrists trembled gently. The drum that fell on the drum surface jumped happily as if there was life. A string of extremely elastic drum sounds came out, which sounded much better than Liu Yufan just now.

"Did you see? The wrist of the drum must be vigorous and cannot be pinched to death." The second uncle said while fighting. When he hit the point where he was excited, his entire upper body swung greatly, stretching very much.

"Yes, lively, isn't it just relaxing? My wrists just felt stiff. That's because my muscles were tight, so the sounds that came out were dead and hard. The second uncle's whole arm was very relaxed and his wrist was very elastic, so the sounds that came out had a rhythmic sense. With the change of strength, the taste came out." While watching the second uncle play the drum, Liu Yufan thought in his heart. He had a piano foundation in his previous life and his understanding of music was not low, so he quickly understood the problem. The "lively" that the second uncle said was actually the same as the "lively" that Liu Yufan's piano teacher said before.

"Second uncle, let me try again." Seeing that the second uncle stopped knocking, Liu Yufan said eagerly. He was eager to confirm his thoughts just now.

"For you, your wrists must be alive, you must open your wrists." The second uncle handed the drumstick and said a "terminal".

"Open the wrist, this word is well used." Liu Yufan thought to himself, holding the drumsticks with both hands, constantly reminding himself to relax, and at the same time adjusted the posture of his wrists, like the second uncle, his wrists faced each other and gently strode a few times, immediately feeling the difference from the moment.

"Yes, when I hit me just now, I held it tightly, and then lifted up the muscles of my entire arm and smashed it down. This would definitely not work. It's too rigid. Now I use the power of my wrist. Although the sound is not as loud as before, it sounds much better than it just now. But~~~~~~ It's so tiring to do this." Liu Yufan experienced it while fighting, but after hitting it for more than ten times, he felt a little sore and sleepy.

"Mr. Second uncle, your wrists are so sore. Did I play wrong?" Liu Yufan asked after putting down the drumsticks, shook his wrist a few times.

"You have to practice. Beating drums is the skill of the wrist, you have to open your wrist." After all, the second uncle is not from a professional class and does not know any method. He only knows the word "open your wrist". Liu Yufan also knew what he couldn't say, so he said, "Then I'll try again."

I picked up the drumsticks again, began to follow the rhythm of the second uncle playing at the beginning, and continued to play several times. This time it was obviously much more coherent than last time. Although it was still not as mature as the second uncle, at least it sounded like seven or eight points to outsiders.

"Oh, it's a bit interesting. Xiaofan is still winning. Come on, the second uncle will give you another paragraph to see if you can learn it?" Seeing that Liu Yufan had just played several times, he learned the yangko drum condom he had just played for 7 or 8 points. The second uncle was also a little surprised at Liu Yufan's learning speed. He wanted to test his meaning, so he took the drumsticks back and beat a new drum beat.

"Winter is not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter..." The second uncle flew his wrists, and the sound of drums came out like dense rain, which made people feel comfortable.

This passage is obviously more difficult than the one just now. Liu Yufan carefully recalled the four sentences that the second uncle just typed, and thought the first two sentences were okay. He still didn't understand the place where the third sentence was added to the flowers in the next third sentence, but the overall melody had already had an impression in his mind.

"Second uncle, I didn't hear it very clearly. You can call slowly and call again." Liu Yufan touched his head and said with a smile.

"Haha, Xiaofan, this time it won't happen." Wang Xiaoyong was gloating, and several young and old men followed suit.

"I'll play again, listen carefully." The second uncle said with a smile. He likes to play drums, especially when someone watches, and he plays even more vigorously. Now there is a Liu Yufan who not only watches, but also wants to "learn" from him. People have the habit of being a good teacher, and the second uncle is no exception, so he plays even more vigorously.

"Well, I've heard it clearly now. The third sentence should be four consecutive sixteenth notes, one eighth notes, and two sixteenth notes." Liu Yufan's basic rhythmic pattern had appeared in his mind. He was already very sure of "copying" the jokes that the second uncle just played.

This is the difference between having a foundation and not having a foundation. Although there are also very talented people who can imitate simple rhythms and melodies by listening without understanding music theory, it is after all that "knowing the truth but not knowing the reason." When encountering more complex melodies and rhythms, you will be unable to do so. But understanding music theory is different. If you hear the basic rhythm type, you can "remember" the music accurately and quickly to form a deep impression. Although Liu Yufan's music theory is not well mastered, it is enough to deal with this simple melodies.

"This kid is really smart, but this part is a tough time. When I was learning from my master, I practiced for a long time before I could learn it. He could only listen to it twice. He could type it out? Hehe." Although the second uncle was old, he also became a childish person at this moment, as if he was expecting Liu Yufan to make a joke, and looked at him with a smile.

After exhaling a breath of mixed air, Liu Yufan quickly passed the rhythm he had just recorded, and in the posture he had just shaken his wrists and started fighting.

The drum sounded. Although it was not as powerful as the second uncle just played, nor as fast as the second uncle, but ~~~~

"Winter is not winter, not winter! Winter is not winter, not winter! Winter is not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter, not winter,..."

The four phrases have clear veins and accurate rhythms. Except for the round and smooth and ups and downs of the second uncle just now, it sounds like nothing wrong.

The second uncle was stunned.

The part he just played was "Da Qingpai", not Yangko Drum. He was sure that he hadn't played it a day, and it must have been the first time Liu Yufan heard it just now.

"He learned it after just listening to it twice?"

Although it is still very raw and slow, it is indeed a true "drawing" and, looking at the stance, the wrists are really a bit energetic.

"Xiaofan, have you heard this drum before?" The second uncle asked in confusion.

"No, I just heard you hit you twice. How about it, second uncle, am I right?" Liu Yufan asked happily.

"Listen to this!" The second uncle felt that he was hit. The child was too smart. The second uncle always felt that he was a "flexible person". He started playing drums since he was a child. He has been playing for most of his life. He has never been convinced by anyone in all directions. But now, this little kid has only heard of himself playing twice and learned how to learn "beat Qingpiao" for a long time?

"Dong! Gu'er Long Dongcang! Gu'er Long Dongcang! Yi Dongdong! Cang Dongcang..." The second uncle played a set of condoms that he thought were difficult. After playing twice, he felt a little embarrassed when he handed the drumstick to Liu Yufan.

"This hard three-strength attack is quite difficult. I practiced for more than two days and couldn't find any tricks. Now let this kid know what the real guy is, hehe!" Although he was a little embarrassed, the second uncle still hoped to see this little guy who made him feel embarrassed to satisfy his competitive spirit.

"Well, this rhythm is indeed difficult. It seems to be a slicing rhythm, and there is a weakening increase, and the change behind it..." Liu Yufan picked up the drumstick, muttering in his mouth, and beating it casually on the drum.

"Hehe, Xiaofan won't."

"It's wrong to knock, it's wrong!"

Several young and half-old men were making excuses on the side.

Liu Yufan seemed to have not heard it. He lived the rhythm just now in his mind over and over again, putting what he knew aside, focusing on practicing the things he didn't know. After a moment, he smiled confidently.

"Second uncle, look at it, I'll give you a shot." Liu Yufan raised the drumstick confidently, imitating the second uncle's appearance, his wrists trembled, and a string of drums rang out!

"Winter! Gu'er Long Dongcang! Gu'er Long Dongcang!..." After a round of drums, the second uncle was stunned.

"It's not bad at all! How does this kid have this head? This~~ this is a piece of natural drumming material!" Seeing Liu Yufan playing this "hard three-pointed slap" well, the second uncle Ma Hua had no other thoughts except shocked. Those half-baby boys were not much better, and they all looked at Liu Yufan like they were looking at aliens!

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Chapter completed!