Along with the melody of the erhu, the old man and his daughter-in-law seemed to be directly pulled into the scene of "The Moon Reflected on Two Springs".
It's like stepping into the era of creator Abing.
It's as if the scene has experienced everything the creator has experienced.
Sometimes quiet, sometimes restless.
Sometimes deep, sometimes exciting melody.
It also seems to follow the erhu sound itself.
As it slides with the Hu Xian, the bitterness, injustice and resentment, as well as the final open-mindedness and profound experience of life, emerge.
This is not listening to a musical instrument, this is re-walking life with the performer!
Zhang Beichen kept his eyes closed during the whole process, and his whole body was gently swaying with the emotion of the vocal music.
At this moment, the old man's hands were trembling. Because of the resonance caused by the vocal music, the old man was sometimes in tears, sometimes excited, and sometimes his eyes were filled with light for the future.
After the song, when Zhang Beichen put away his erhu, the old man had not yet come out of the scene and emotion.
It was like a lingering sound that lingered for three days.
Especially the sadness and sadness in it make people moved at first, but then unable to get over it for a long time.
"Old sir?"
"Old sir?"
"Grandpa?"
Only with Zhang Beichen's call did the old man come back to his senses.
However, what the two of them didn't expect was that the next moment, the old man was crying like a child.
"Grandpa!"
"Old sir?"
The two of them were shocked, and the girl rushed to comfort the old man.
It took more than three minutes for the old man to stop, but his eyes were still red.
First he wiped his tears, and the old man trembled a little: "Grandpa finally understands that I have lived like a dog in my life!"
"ah?"
"Grandpa, how was he doing?" the granddaughter was still asking.
"He, me." The old man's mouth moved and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Even as he said these words, the old man was still thinking about the melody, artistic conception and emotion just now.
"Ah?" the girl said in surprise, then looked at Zhang Beichen in disbelief.
"Young man, this erhu is yours!" Looking at the old man again, he asked, "Can I ask, which primary school do you teach music in?"
"Thank you very much. I'll take it then. It's at Shangwa Primary School." Zhang Beichen said.
"Shangwa Primary School?" The girl was stunned. She must have never heard of it.
The old man's expression changed slightly: "Shangwa? That's..."
"Yes, a primary school in a poor mountainous area."
"Ah?" the girl exclaimed in disbelief.
A music teacher from a primary school in a mountainous area actually made my grandpa, one of the best erhu inheritors in the province, cry like this, and even claimed that he would live like a dog for the rest of his life?
The old man also couldn't believe it.
But what the two of them didn't expect was that the old man suddenly looked at Zhang Beichen very seriously and longingly: "May I ask what your name is, sir?"
Sir? The girl looked at her grandfather with a surprised look.
"My name is Zhang Beichen."
"Mr. Zhang, can you accept this old man as your disciple?"
Next to me, the girl's big eyes almost popped out.
Zhang Beichen was also a little embarrassed.
"We can communicate when we have time, and forget about recruiting disciples. The children are still waiting for me, and I may not have that much time and energy." Zhang Beichen said.
"Okay, okay, we can also communicate." Although the old man was a little disappointed, he became excited again after hearing the next words.
"Aren't you a music teacher? Are you very busy teaching?" The girl asked in confusion.
"Oh, I also give other lessons to the children." Zhang Beichen said.
"oh."
"Oh, what? Go and make tea for sir." The old man glanced at his granddaughter, and then said hurriedly.
After finally encountering such a person, the old man couldn't wait to learn more.
The old man even introduced himself as Li Huanghe.
"There's no need to make tea. I have to go back early today because I have something to do at school." Zhang Beichen said.
"If we are late, there will be no bus back."
I bought so many things today, especially cultivation materials.
After all, we strive to complete it as soon as possible so that students can use it as soon as possible.
"this?"
"We have a long time to come, let's talk about it when we have time. I'll look at other musical instruments. Are there any better or cheaper ones?" Zhang Beichen stood up and said.
"Sir, do you know other musical instruments?" The old man named Li Huanghe's eyes lit up.
"Know a little bit."
"..." Do you understand a little more?
This time the old man didn't believe it.
Before leaving, Zhang Beichen added the erhu and bought several other musical instruments.
Zhang Beichen gritted his teeth and spent 5,000 yuan to buy the guzheng he just saw.
Plus two suonas and a pipa.
Li Huanghe's grandfather and grandson gave themselves a discount.
The two wanted to give it to Zhang Beichen, but Zhang Beichen didn't want it. He didn't like to owe favors for no reason.
Even though Zhang Beichen has left, the old man Li Huanghe can't let go of his thoughts while looking at Beiying from a distance.
"Grandpa? Grandpa? He's gone."
"oh oh."
"Is he really that powerful, grandpa? You were the deputy director of Xiyuan Province Folk Art Association before."
"Awesome? My grandpa is as good as him in Erhu!" Li Huanghe sighed, and then he thought of something and took out his mobile phone.
"Hello? Lao Jiang? I met an expert, I met an expert!" Li Huanghe said excitedly to the other end of the phone.
He even hurriedly told what happened just now.
"Expert? A music teacher from a primary school in a mountainous area? Lao Li, please stop making trouble. With your level, how many people can surpass you in the whole of Xiyuan, and even in the whole of China, let alone a music teacher in a primary school?
"The person on the phone didn't believe it.
"What I said is true. When have I, Li Huanghe, ever told a lie? Not only does he understand the erhu, I guess he is also good at suona and guzheng!" Li Huanghe said excitedly, "I even want to become his teacher.
Well, it turns out they don’t accept apprentices.”
"Really? You want to study with a primary school music teacher? He is also accomplished in guzheng and suona?" The old man opposite didn't believe it and was even more frightened.
If word of this gets out, I'm afraid it will make headlines tomorrow.
"Of course it's true! If you have time, why don't you just come over and treat us as brothers getting together." Li Huanghe said anxiously.
"I'm really curious after what you said. Are you really not joking?"
"Really! You'll know when you get here."
"Well, let me see if I can spare some time in these two days." said the other person on the phone.
Even after hanging up the phone, Li Huanghe still couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Grandpa, there are children coming to class." At this moment, the granddaughter pointed to the primary school students and junior high school students holding erhu in the distance.
Li Huanghe's granddaughter Jia Xiaoqing knew that because the county's cultivation test competition would be held nearly two months later and the opening ceremony would be held, many parents had sent their children to learn various vocal music.
Grandpa also has several children here who are also studying.
"Hello teacher."
"Hello grandpa."
"Okay, okay. Come in." Seeing this, Li Huanghe quickly put away his emotions and welcomed the children in.
After retiring, Li Huanghe simply opened an erhu tutoring class. On the one hand, he was bored, but on the other hand, it was a way to pass on this traditional musical instrument.
On the other side, a few hours later, Zhang Beichen finally returned to Shangwa Primary School.
Principal Lao Fan was stunned when he saw Zhang Beichen carrying many bags, especially musical instruments.
"Why did you buy so many things, Xiao Zhang? Hey, why is there an erhu? Teacher Su Mei asked you to buy it for her? Does she understand this?" Lao Fan asked when he saw this.
"No, I use it myself. Teacher Su Mei? What happened to her?" Zhang Beichen asked.
"The county issued a temporary notice, requiring every school to try its best to come up with some programs to participate in the opening performance of the test." Lao Fan then sighed and said, "Our school was also designated to produce one, saying that it was required to show the performance of primary school students in impoverished mountainous areas.
Their mental outlook, well, you can really mess with it."
"Teacher Su Mei is having a headache because of this matter. Let's just prepare the whole chorus." Lao Fan said.
"Oh." Zhang Beichen remembered it. The mother and daughter seemed to have mentioned it when they were at the piano shop today, but he didn't take it seriously at the time. He didn't expect that Shangwa Primary School would also participate.
"Oh, let's just sing the whole chorus." Zhang Beichen said, "I won't talk to you about the old principal for now, I have to work quickly."
Zhang Beichen was going to start immediately and set up the children's spirit gathering array training ground first!
In this case, the children can practice directly in class next week.
"Wait a moment, Xiao Zhang. Let me tell you something first." Just when Zhang Beichen was about to leave, Lao Fan stopped him.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Beichen looked at Old Fan and asked.
"It's about national affairs. He has decided that the other five grades will also be handed over to you. He wants to help you!" Lao Fan said.
"Oh?" Zhang Beichen's mouth opened slightly. He didn't expect this to happen so quickly.