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80, Professor, take care of your job!

"Well……?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Yurong and Yu Man were both startled, and cast doubtful glances at Hu Shuo.

"Xiao Shuo, are you okay?"

Huang Yurong lowered her voice and asked. She was afraid that Hu Shuo would be embarrassed in public. Erhu seemed simple, but it was quite difficult to play it well. Otherwise, there would be no "one year of piano, three years of Xiao".

There is a saying that if you play an erhu, you will break your waist, but if you play the pipa for a thousand years, and if you play the zither for ten thousand years, you will live a lifetime if you play the erhu."

Hao Datong was also quite surprised. Unless today's young people have studied professionally, very few can play the erhu. The erhu is not like playing the guitar on the street, and any young man can tinker with a few chords for you. To put it bluntly,

The problem is that the popularity is too low. Young people think that playing the erhu is too vulgar. You can often see boys holding guitars and singing to woo girls downstairs in the girls' dormitory, but there has never been a case of playing the erhu downstairs in the girls' dormitory to woo girls.

, this is the current situation of folk music.

"Young man, don't hold on, the erhu is not like the guitar that anyone can play a few times." Hao Datong frowned and reminded.

Hu Shuo smiled disapprovingly: "I'm just afraid that if you pull me up in the cafeteria, it will affect others' eating."

"You're playing the erhu, it's not like you're afraid of shit!" Hao Datong thought Hu Shuo was looking for an excuse to shirk, and he felt a little disdainful, secretly thinking that young people know how to brag, but when it comes to serious matters, they give up.

"This is Jiangcheng Conservatory of Music. Even if you go to the dean's office to play the erhu, no one will care about you." Hao Datong added, although his words were exaggerated, they were similar. After all, it is a music school. As long as

If you play serious music, no one will care.

"That's no problem."

Hu Shuo smiled.

"Can it be done?" Hao Datong looked at Hu Shuo doubtfully.

"As a man, you must do it!" Hu Shuo had a confident smile on his face.

"good."

Hao Datong didn't waste any time, took out his erhu and handed it to Hu Shuo.

Hao Datong's erhu is made of mahogany, and the bowstring is made of high-quality white horsetail. The body of the erhu has been beautifully patinated, so it seems to be an old erhu.

"The piano is good."

Looking at the erhu in his hand, Hu Shuo praised it.

Hao Datong curled his lips with some disdain and muttered: "As if you know more."

"I have some rosin, let me borrow it."

Hu Shuo glanced at the bowstring and said.

Upon hearing what he said, Hao Datong glanced at Hu Shuo in surprise. Good erhu bow hairs are made of horsetail and have barbs on them. Rosin can adhere to the bow hairs and protect them.

function and increase friction to make the sound better.

It is beneficial to apply some rosin on the bow hair before general practice or performance. Although this is not a profound knowledge, people who do not learn erhu generally will not know it.

At this moment, Hu Shuo asked for rosin, at least he knew something about the erhu.

"Here."

There was one in the box containing the erhu, and Hao Datong took a piece and handed it to Hu Shuo.

After taking the rosin, Hu Shuo applied a little on the bow hair. Do not apply too much, otherwise it will be counterproductive.

"Professor Hao, then I will start."

When he was ready, Hu Shuo stood up directly, put one foot on the seat in the cafeteria, and then put the erhu base on his thigh. The music he was going to play later was quite "noisy" and he couldn't perform it while sitting.

However, seeing Hu Shuo's posture, Hao Datong couldn't help but shook his head. It was not standard at all.

"Yeah, I'm listening."

Hao Datong responded casually, then picked up the rice bowl in front of him. There was still rice in it, and he was going to pick up another piece of meat and clean it up.

Seeing this, Hu Shuo spoke up: "Professor Hao, please take care of your job!"

"Um?"

Hao Datong looked confused and didn't understand what Hu Shuo meant by this.

However, the next second, an impassioned melody rang out, as majestic as a galloping horse!

Yes, Hu Shuola's song is the famous erhu song "Horse Racing" from another time and space. This song has a rough and unrestrained rhythm, grand momentum and warm atmosphere.

Hu Shuo still remembers the first time he listened to this piece of music. It was played by his neighbor, Uncle Wang. He made a little mistake that day and his father was scolding him at home. However, when he heard this piece of music, the whole thing changed.

His blood suddenly boiled and he almost flew up and was kicked by his father!

Good music is like this, it has a strong appeal, and the appeal of "Horse Racing" is definitely the most powerful among all Erhu songs. In another time and space, the original author of "Horse Racing", Mr. Huang Haihuai, participated in the first

This piece was premiered during the "Yangcheng Flower Fair" and immediately caused a sensation throughout Yangcheng. Later, this piece became popular in another time and space for decades and became one of the most famous erhu solo pieces.

The sound of the erhu suddenly sounded in the noisy cafeteria. At first, the faculty and staff eating around were a little disgusted. Although this is a music school, it is annoying for you to play the erhu when people are eating.

However, when the melody of "Horse Racing" resounded through the cafeteria, everyone was shocked. There were many professors and teachers from the music department eating in the cafeteria at the moment. These people still have some level of appreciation. The quality of a piece of music can be judged by the difference.

The ear can tell that everything is inseparable.

But since their major is music and they listen to thousands of pieces of music, most of the time they are in an almost numb state, or listen to a piece of music very rationally.

However, after hearing "Horse Racing" now, most of these people can't calm down. Nothing else, this song is so contagious, even these veteran fans who have listened to it countless times are aroused in their hearts.

There were ripples on the floor, and the footsteps unconsciously moved in the direction where the music was coming from.

Soon, a circle was formed in the canteen with Hu Shuo as the center, and more and more people gathered to watch.

Along with the impassioned rhythm of "Horse Racing", the onlookers couldn't help but follow the beat, some with their feet, some with their heads...

So, during the most lively meal time in the cafeteria, people saw a strange scene. An extraordinary young man stepped on a chair domineeringly, holding an erhu on his thigh, stringing with his left hand, and bowing with his right hand.

The single man's hands were playing the erhu very quickly...

A group of professors and teachers from the music school who are usually solemn and elegant seemed to be possessed, following the impassioned rhythm, nodding their heads crazily. This scene was even comparable to a large-scale "disco scene"

Snap!

Hao Datong, who was shaking his body to the rhythm of "Horse Racing", eventually lost his grip on the rice bowl and dropped it on the dining table. The rice grains splashed all over the table. However, he was completely unaware that his whole body was rising and falling with the rhythm.

, that strand of gray beard began to tremble.

……


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