After seeing the true face of the zither player on the stage, not only was there a riot among the audience below, but the audience who watched the live broadcast on the Internet were also extremely surprised.

Compared with the audience's vision, the audience who watched the live broadcast actually saw it more clearly than the audience who watched the live broadcast.

The camera's multi-angle close-lens shooting allows viewers who watch live broadcasts to see everything on the stage more clearly.

Guo Dalu, wearing a long gown and old-fashioned cloth shoes, sat upright in front of the Guzheng, his eyes slightly closed, less of the smart and flexible spirit he had before, and more of the profound feelings of his grandeur.

At this time, he pressed his hands on the strings of the zither, and the zither sound poured out from his fingertips like a clear stream and poured into the hearts of the listeners.

As soon as I saw the road surface of Guo Da, barrage flew up on the live broadcast screen, and messages filled the entire screen again.

"I'm blind! Am I blind? It seems that Mr. Guo is the one who plays the zither?"

"Damn it, it must be Mr. Guo. Even if I change into a long gown, I can't hide it from my 24k golden eyes!"

"Make trouble, make trouble!"

"Hey, I'm so angry! Didn't you agree to play the suona? Why did you play the zither? Why did Mr. Guo play the guzheng?"

"Is it possible that the person who came on stage this time is Guo's twin brother Guo Xiaolu?"

"Your sister, when will Mr. Guo have twin brothers?"

"But he didn't say he didn't!"

"Damn, I'm speechless when you say that!"

After a while of browsing the barrage, it slowly calmed down, because the Guzheng song seemed to have magic, slowly attracted the audience's minds and was reluctant to leave it and do something else.

Just like when I was a child, I was watching TV without any intervals and tried to watch a TV, but I kept my urine until the advertisement time before going to the toilet. The sound of the zither sound from the computer also had this appeal.

Even though there are many viewers in front of the computer who are not music lovers and even know nothing about music, when they hear the Guzheng music played by Guo Dalu, they can't help but calm down and silently experience the scenes depicted in the music.

When the previous "Spring River Moon Night" was recited, it had already unveiled a scroll of landscapes for many viewers, and the poem itself had a strong sense of picture. Now when Guo Dalu was playing, the audience could easily become involved in the atmosphere and scenes created in the poem.

As the music flows, the large screen behind Guo Dalu is constantly changing. From the beginning of the first zheng sound, the evening river view of the setting sun and the rippling mountains and rivers appears on the screen.

As the Guzheng played the Guodalu Guzheng, the sky was swept by wind, the sunset dissipated, the bright moon rose, and the return boat appeared on the river.

The zheng sounds constantly, and the picture changes constantly.

Until the end of the moon filled the sky and the clear light shone in the four fields, the picture slowly stopped changing.

The sound of the zither played by Guo Dalu suddenly made a few bleak sighs, as if he was wondering, sighing, or paying attention to nostalgia.

The poem "When will the bright moon shine on people first, and who will first see the moon by the river?" and "Life has been endless for generations, and the moon looks similar every year." These sentences of sighing about the years of time and space emerge from the hearts of the people.

When the song arrived here, it had begun to sublimate, and then a trace of thought was faintly revealed from the sound of the zither. The sentimental meaning of "When we look at each other and don't hear each other, I hope that the moonlight will shine on you" was clearly understood by everyone.

The whole song starts and turns, and the emotions change constantly like poetry, sorrow but not hurt, and are upright and peaceful. This is the ideal state that literati and poets pursue throughout their lives, but very few can reach this level.

After playing the song, everyone in the audience was silent, and even a sound of applause was not heard, they were all immersed in the artistic conception created by this song.

Guo Dalu stood up from the stage and couldn't help but smile when he saw this situation. This speechless situation was the greatest compliment to him.

He waved his hand to stop Wang Xiaolu and Song Qian from coming to the stage, and signaled them to wait for a while.

After listening to a song, it is also a pleasure to reminisce about the afterglow. Guo Dalu didn't want the two women to destroy this atmosphere.

He bowed silently to the audience, then strode away.

A few minutes later, there were sparse applause from the audience, and then the entire theater seemed to be awakened. The applause burst out loud, which made the instruments in the background tremble faintly and made a low cry.

Tang Haiwang walked to Guo Dalu, "Mr. Guo, I have listened to your song "Spring River Moon Night", many times, but why do I listen to the tune of a pipa inside? This is obviously a guzheng song."

Guo Dalu laughed: "Teacher Tang, I still can't hide it from you!"

He smiled and explained: "In fact, this song is really evolved from the Guzheng song. The name of the Guzheng song is "Sunset Flute and Drum".

"Sunset flute and drum? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Tang Haiwang said in confusion: "To say something unknown, the pipa song that has been passed down from my school has basically not been lost for thousands of years, but I have never heard of the song "Sunset Flute and Drum".

He looked at Guo Dalu, "Mr. Guo, could it be that you created it yourself?"

Guo Dalu scratched his head, "I said it was created by me, do you believe it?"

"Believe! Believe!"

Tang Haiwang smiled and said, "I may be a little suspicious if others say this, but I really feel that there is no need to doubt this sentence when I say it from Mr. Guo."

He smiled and said, "You don't need to tell this lie at all. You don't have this reputation."

Bai Qingyu next to him was a little unhappy, "Hey hey, Lao Tang, even if it is a Pipa song, it has been changed to a Guzheng song now. What are you excited about? Can you change it back?"

Tang Haiwang turned his eyes and said, "Change back? What to change? Didn't Mr. Guo say that this song is called "Sunset Flute and Drum" in the pipa song. It has a ready-made song, and there is no need to change it. I'll come with Mr. Guo later."

Bai Qingyu was a little anxious, "I said, you can ask Mr. Guo for this pipa song, but don't tell the public that our guzheng song is adapted from pipa song."

He said embarrassedly to Guo Dalu: "Mr. Guo, I still want to use this song "Spring River Moon Night" as my representative work of Guzheng. If someone knew that this was adapted from Pipa Music, the two families might have a comparative desire in the future. Could it be that something dirty will happen?"

Tang Haiwang glanced at Bai Qingyu, "You old guy, just say directly, you just don't want the pipa to press the end of your guzheng. Why do you talk so much and circumference? Are you tired?"

Bai Qingyu smiled, "Turn, detour!"

Guo Dalu laughed, "That's it. When someone really asks about this song in the future, you will say it was the song I composed. I tried it on the Guzheng and the Pipa several times. Later, depending on the pronunciation and melody, the same song has undergone different changes, but there is no order and no melody."

It is because of Guo Dalu's words that many conflicts have been reduced in the future between the Guzheng and the Pipa world.

But even so, many people still compare the pipa song "Sunset Flute and Drum" and the guzheng song "Spring River Flowers and Rainy Night" with their own opinions. Fortunately, the composers are the same person, and few speak fiercely.
Chapter completed!