Li Min was very satisfied with everyone's performance.
He was not surprised by this kind of situation.
Since he started writing poetry, he has become accustomed to the feeling of being surrounded by the center.
Coupled with his strong technical skills, he just turned the pipa into a guitar, and combined with the drum beats and his own voice advantages, he sang a song that made people excited.
The singing made people unable to calm down for a long time.
Like being in it.
It was just a song, sung by him to give it the feeling of a concert.
It feels like one person is a band.
Especially the people who are nearby are even more fascinated by it.
The singing spread, and some pedestrians even stopped, raised their heads, and listened to the singing.
What kind of combination is this? They have never heard of it before.
It would be even more shocking if they knew it was done by one person.
While Li Min was playing, he looked around, first from Ji Ruxue, and then to Sai Chunhua.
This old woman already regretted it very much. After all, there was an opportunity right in front of her just now, but she didn't cherish it or make a bet.
Otherwise, she can still win some money back.
Everything is too late.
Now there is nothing.
Look at Xue Rengui again. Because he believed in himself, he made more than 300 taels from one hundred taels. This transaction was worth it.
At the same time, Wang Xie and others below were extremely depressed.
They even began to blame Wang Xie.
Because the outcome has been decided, and things cannot be taken at face value.
Li Min's music didn't stop and continued singing.
It brought the scene to a climax.
Finally, he stopped singing.
The performance ended with majestic chords.
After a long time, people cheered.
Sing so well!
do it again!
Mr. Zili is simply a musical genius!
…
Words like this kept popping up from the crowd.
Li Min put down the pipa and had no intention of playing it again.
"What song did Mr. Zili perform just now? It's as if you are immersed in it! So many things from ancient to modern times are all made fun of!"
Ji Ruxue asked.
"The beginning of the word is the title of the song!"
It seems she hasn't asked enough.
He also said: "Did you write the music and lyrics? Can you teach my little girl how to do it?"
She started, and thirty other women stepped forward at the same time.
Don't wait for Li Min's reply.
"Mr. Zili, can you teach us too? We want to learn too!"
What some people want to learn is his method of playing the pipa horizontally.
"Mr. Zili's singing voice is simply rare in the world. The lingering sound lingered for three days and lingered for a long time!"
Not only them, but also the literati below were extremely excited.
What they wanted was poetry, and the only person who could compose this poem was Mr. Zili.
Li Min enjoyed the adulation from everyone. This feeling was wonderful and he deserved it.
But there is still one thing to do, and that is that the money has not been recovered yet.
"Wait a moment, my bet is not over yet, let me finish it first and then talk about it."
Everyone was puzzled.
Mr. Zili really loves money.
It should be yours, no less.
If it's not yours, you can't take any of it.
This is how Li Min works.
At the same time, there are two sides to everything, and his performance made some people fall in love with his humanity:
"Mr. Zili is really kind! He just wants to deal with it first before talking about it!"
"We agree with what he did."
"More than a thousand taels is not a small amount of money. Naturally, you will feel at ease when the money reaches your own pocket first."
…
Li Min said: "The bet on spring flowers..."
Sai Chunhua is still regretting it, but she still has seen the world.
Know what to do.
Before Li Min could finish speaking, she signaled that she understood, and then spoke:
"In this bet, Mr. Zili wins, but does anyone still have any objections?"
What she said was true, how could anyone dare to object?
Judging from Li Min's performance, full marks.
And their bet is whether Li Min knows how to play, not whether he plays well or not.
Even if it's the latter, everyone's performance speaks for itself.
"Okay, since everyone has no objections, I declare Mr. Zili the winner!"
Everyone cheered below.
His victory can be said to be what everyone expected.
"Come here, bring all the money on the table!"
"etc!"
At this time Wang Xie suddenly said.
Li Min smiled and asked: "Why, Wang Xie, are you still not convinced?"
"No! This is not a regular way to play the pipa, it doesn't count, that's not how the traditional pipa is played!"
This guy still refuses to admit defeat.
Li Min smiled.
"Really? What if that's the case?"
He held the pipa vertically, and as mentioned on the Internet, it looked stylish.
Then he started playing, but it was not the same song, but some simple chords.
People were listening with interest, but he stopped.
It made everyone eager to hear the music.
But Li Min came here not to perform. He just played this piece because he was too talented and didn't want others to take advantage of him.
"That's the case, and that's what I, Ji Ruxuetan, said!"
Ji Ruxue stepped forward to speak for Li Min.
At the same time, Wang Xie was speechless for a moment and had nothing to say.
It turns out that Li Min is the real master.
It's just that he has been hiding and what he does is different from the world.
Sai Chunhua didn't care so much and said directly:
"Come here, bring the money up and divide it into three parts, one for Mr. Zili, one for his men, and one for Miss Ji!"
Although she still regretted not placing the bet, that was what happened.
"Xue Rengui, collect the money!"
"yes!"
Six hundred taels were obtained, and each of them had three hundred taels. Xue Rengui could handle such a small weight.
After doing this, Li Min returned the Pipa to Ji Ruxue.
And suddenly, Ji Ruxue knelt down directly.
"Mr. Zili, can you accept me as your disciple? I want to learn pipa from you!"
This kneeling made Li stunned.
He wanted to help him, but the thirty girls behind him also knelt down.
Not only that, there were many literati below who knelt down at the same time and performed the apprenticeship ceremony.
Taking a closer look, there were about three hundred people.
Such a formation is extremely shocking.
All this was completely unexpected by Li Min.
They seemed really shocked.
So whether to collect it or not?
He began to weigh it.
But he said: "I don't want to accept a disciple for the time being, so get up quickly!"
Ji Ruxue said:
"Confucius taught three thousand students in his lifetime and had noble moral character. He was as good as Confucius and Mencius, and his poems and musical instruments were all perfect. If it were lost, it would be a loss to the Tang Dynasty. Why not teach it to us and let us pass it down on his behalf?"
At this point, Li Min thought that maybe he could do that. Since everyone wanted to learn, he didn't want to refuse, but he needed something different.
So, he cleared his throat and said: "It's not impossible to accept you, but..."
"Just what?"
everyone asked in unison.
Then Li Min said a word, a word that was unfamiliar to people.
Only then did everyone roughly understand that this was the case.