Wu Qingshan has been playing the guqin all his life, and has been using it for decades. His attainments in the guqin have reached a very profound level. Basically, when one tone is played, he can hear what the guqin player uses.

Now that he heard Guo Dalu's fingers slashing and trying the piano, the old man's face changed suddenly, "Test the piano?"

He reached out to take the phone in Zhang Pingyun's hand and stared at the screen of the phone. At this time, Guo Dalu in the video was trying the piano, and after stroking the strings, he gently pressed his hands on the strings, and his aura suddenly changed.

Even though he was separated by a screen, even if he was just watching the video, Wu Qingshan could feel the passionate and fierce heroic spirit that Guo Dalu showed.

Wu Qingshan was surprised, Guo Dalu in the video slid his fingers and the piano sound officially sounded.

After listening to a few notes, Wu Qingshan's body was shocked. When several strong notes sounded, a pet cat snoring was lying beside Wu Qingshan, but when Guo Dalu's zither sounded, the cat was so shocked by the murderous aura in the sound of the piano that suddenly exploded all over his body. A "meow" scream suddenly rushed out of the pavilion and disappeared in an instant.

Wu Qingshan was shocked, his palm suddenly shivered, and he almost threw the phone in his hand away.

Zhang Haiping next to him hurriedly reached out to hold the teacher, took the phone, and gently placed it in the corner of the tea sea.

At this time, the piano music played by Guo Dalu had changed from being unrestrained to being excited and indignant, and the style of the whole song was officially displayed.

Several old people on the scene are all musicians, and whether it is Western or Eastern music, they actually have something in common.

When they reached their realm, both Eastern and Western music were basically clear. Therefore, after the piano played by Guo Dalu, both traditional music masters such as Wu Qingshan and Tang Haiwang, and Western instrument masters Yang Cheng, Jiang Shaopo and others were all shocked, and everyone's eyes were all focused on the small mobile phones on the tea sea.

The entire small yard suddenly became quiet, and only the passionate piano sounded constantly in the pavilion.

As the piano sound became more and more powerful, grief and anger, everyone at the scene felt stuffy in their chests and couldn't help but feel resentful. Even Zhang Pingyun and others who had heard the performance once could not help but immerse themselves in the piano sound after Guo Dalu's piano sounded.

It was not until the last few sighs dissipated that everyone at the scene came to their senses.

Just now when Zhang Pingyun opened the video on his mobile phone, the Chinese violin master Jiang Shaopo was holding a teacup next to his mouth and was about to drink tea. But until the song ended, he found that his palm was still stuck at his mouth, but the small teacup just now in his hand was broken by himself at some point. It was probably because he couldn't help but wave his palm when he heard the excitement just now.

After listening to the piano master Yang Cheng next to him, he sweated his forehead and sighed, "What a big murderous intent! This is the first time I have heard a guqin song that contains such murderous intent!"

Even the two Western music masters were so out of control when they heard Guo Dalu's performance. Not to mention Wu Qingshan, Tang Haiwang and others next to them, the old gentlemen were trembling all over when they listened to the music, especially Wu Qingshan. When they heard the angry hair, their hair stood up, and their hearts were pounding, and they almost couldn't breathe.

"So amazing! So murderous! Good song!"

After the song on the phone was finished, Wu Qingshan said three words "good" in a row after a moment, "This must be "Nie Zheng assassinating King Han"!"

"The first killing song of Qiangu Qinyin is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

He took his phone in front of him and looked at the video carefully, "Where did this master get this song? Why did the song that has been lost thousands of years ago suddenly appear now?"

"This is the real music master! This realm is called the master realm!"

Wu Qingshan looked at Tang Haiwang beside him, "Old Tang, we can't compare to others!"

Tang Haiwang nodded and said, "No, we are one level behind him in terms of artistic conception and technique!"

He said this and showed joy on his face, "Now, a veritable master figure has finally appeared in our traditional Chinese music!"

When Zhang Pingyun saw that Tang Haiwang's face was only happy but not jealous. Everyone admired him, "Only with the mind of Teacher Tang and others, can we live up to the title of Master!"

Wu Qingshan stood up excitedly, "Lao Tang, the legendary song actually appeared! You and I know the meaning of it!"

At this time, the old men next to them also stood up and looked at each other for a few times, and saw the excitement in each other's eyes.

Tang Haiwang said: "Yes, after the records of literature and history books, coupled with the curious speculations of later writers, and after thousands of years of regret and curiosity, this song not only occupies a very high position in the music industry, but also has great significance in the literary world and history! It is no longer as simple as a guqin music!"

Just as several people were about to say something, the video on Zhang Pingyun's mobile phone continued, and Guo Dalu's bold voice came out clearly from the mobile phone video, "You know you're a big deal? You know you're a big deal, that's a big deal..."

Several old men were stunned when they heard this. Zhang Pingyun's face was sweating suddenly. He wanted to turn off the video, but this move was too much. But if it was not turned off, the scenes in the video might not be acceptable to the teachers present. While hesitating, Wu Minxia next to him interrupted: "This Mr. Guo's speech is a bit vulgar, so let's jump over this paragraph..."

Bai Qingyu knew her best. Seeing her face appearing uneasy and ashamed and angry, she immediately knew that it was not just the simplest of ancient songs to reappear in the world during the rehearsal scene, but something else must have happened.

He looked at Wu Minxia and asked softly: "Minxia, ​​tell me the truth, what happened? Why do you all look very depressed and uneasy? Isn't it a very happy thing to reappear in the world with famous songs? Why do you have such an expression?"

Wu Minxia hesitated: "Something went wrong at the scene..."

When she was still thinking about trying her best to cover it up, Zhang Pingyun suddenly sighed, "Teacher Wu, since we have come to the teacher today, everything is better to explain. Right is right, wrong is wrong, and this matter cannot be concealed!"

He said this, took the phone into his hand and adjusted the video to the initial clip of Guo Dalu's dispute with them. "Several teachers, it's hard to explain this matter clearly for a while. Let's watch the video."

In the video, Zhang Pingyun's disdainful voice was first said, "I don't care about how you adjust the program, but I'll just forget about the comments on the track. A pig slayer is also a good talker about the guqin?"

Then Guo Dalu roared: "The performance level of shit is like a dog, and he is still pretending to be noble! Who gives you so much confidence?"

"What? It's great to be able to play the guzheng? The mood is wrong, the fingering is average, the heart is restless, and the tune is hard to calm. This is also called playing? My feet and bullets are better than you! What's so arrogant about you? In my opinion, you are nothing!"

Then came the quarrel between Wu Minxia and Guo Dalu.

After watching a video, several old people at the scene looked at Zhang Pingyun and Wu Minxia at the same time.

Wu Qingshan's face turned pale and he glared at Zhang Pingyun fiercely, "It's indeed my good apprentice!"

Bai Qingyu also sighed softly: "Minxia, ​​you kid!"

He shook his head and stopped talking.

Zhang Pingyun and Wu Minxia blushed and lowered their heads without saying a word.

The videos on mobile phones continued, and the videos of Guo Dalu playing the piano and playing the guzheng with his feet were also displayed in front of several old people on the scene.

Because the mobile phone video is a bit small, the eyesight of several elderly people is not very good. In order to see the video of Guo Dalu playing clearly, Zhang Pingyun's mobile phone kept coming and going in the hands of several elderly people, accompanied by bursts of exclamations and sighs.

At the end of the video, when Wu Qingshan heard Guo Dalu's scolding, he nodded and said, "Yes, art can only absorb nutrients and be more vital if it is rooted in the people! Art that is high above can only be water without a source and wood without a root, and will not last long!"

"Although Mr. Guo speaks rudely, it makes sense!"

He looked at Zhang Pingyun, "Some people say that the kind of teachers there are, the kind of students there are. The so-called lack of strict teaching is the laziness of teachers! Your behavior today is also inseparable from me, a teacher."
Chapter completed!