Wang Zi'an couldn't help but feel energetic.
I didn't expect that there would be such a program at a poetry festival, so I turned around with interest.
In his previous life, he was busy with the blessings of 996, or the overtime work of 007. He was exhausted every day, and his money was tight. He had to think twice before buying groceries. How could he have the energy and spare money to attend any live concerts?
In fact, it’s more than just a live concert?
In my free time, I have very little time to listen to music. If he hadn't joined a drama club when he was in college because he wanted to chase girls and learned a few classic opera lines, he would have had almost nothing to do with music.
Unexpectedly, when I came to attend a poetry party today, I had the opportunity to experience a Tang Dynasty version of a live concert.
And judging from the reactions of Kong Yingda, Li Gang and others, the young man who was standing there with a stinking look on his face just now seemed to be quite capable, so naturally it couldn't be better.
And obviously, this man was well prepared. He turned around and whispered a few words to the boy next to him. Soon the boy ran to the carriage outside and brought a simple pipa in his arms.
At this time, someone had already prepared several pieces.
After washing his hands and burning incense, Lu Youping's pretentious expression subsided, and instead became a bit truly calm, which made Wang Zi'an secretly nod.
Even though we don’t understand it, we feel it’s awesome when we look at it.
"clank--"
As Lu Youping raised his hand slightly, everyone who was still talking in low voices suddenly fell silent.
The wind is gentle and the sky is clear.
The entire Peony Pavilion reverberated with the moving sound of pipa. Although Wang Zi'an was a layman, he could still tell that the person was playing really well. His movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the gurgling sound of the music was like flowing water, sometimes rushing like a waterfall. Sometimes it was as gentle as a mountain stream, sometimes as bright as the early spring sun, and sometimes as cold as the autumn moonlight. Even a layman who was originally in the mood to watch the excitement was unknowingly infected by the sound of the pipa.
sharp!
No wonder the performance just now was so stinky.
Wang Zi'an glanced at him with some envy, but unfortunately he didn't know anything about this thing. Otherwise, it would be nice to entertain yourself by playing these few songs when you have nothing to do.
After all, in an era without mobile phones and the Internet, it was very important to develop some of your own entertainment methods.
It's a pity that my family didn't have much money when I was young, so my parents didn't enroll me in any cram school or anything like that.
Just when he was thinking about it and his thoughts were wandering, he suddenly heard a loud cheering sound in his ears. Unknowingly, the song had ended.
Lu Youping, who was originally immersed in the world of his own performance, slowly stood up and thanked everyone around him unhurriedly.
"Youping is worthy of his reputation as a master of pipa. This pipa skill has probably reached the level of perfection——"
Kong Yingda couldn't help but praise him.
Yu Zhining also nodded slightly in agreement.
"As expected of a descendant of Fan Yang's Lu family, this pipa has already won the samadhi of joy."
As soon as the two people spoke, Li Gang, Zhang Ruosu and others couldn't help but agree. Lu Youping's face was calm, without any sign of pride, and he bowed in a very decent manner.
"Several seniors are ridiculously complimentary. My father often says that there is a bright future and there is no end to learning. I am ashamed of myself, how can I dare to speak so eloquently. Today's move is, firstly, to cheer up the seniors, and secondly, I want to offer advice and discuss ideas with my peers. Communicating and hoping to gain something is a great joy..."
I saw that this kid from the Lu family was humble and polite, but also open-minded and eager to learn.
The big guys in the pavilion couldn't help but like him more and more, looking at him and nodding.
"Youping, come to the pavilion——"
Li Gang and Kong Yingda waved to Lu Youping.
Lu Youping was probably used to this kind of treatment, so he was not polite. He thanked him and walked into the pavilion. When he saw that Kong Yingda and others had already made a place for him in Wang Zi'an, he hesitated slightly. For a moment, a hint of displeasure flashed vaguely in his eyes.
Thinking about Lu Youping, when he went to any noble house, he was not invited to the table and treated as a distinguished guest?
Today, I was defeated by this vulgar boy from a rural background for no reason.
However, Wang Zi'an's fierce force in breaking into the Wang family is still there. In the past few days, the story of how he single-handedly defeated thousands of soldiers has been widely circulated, but most people just took it as a joke and laughed it off.
The Marquis of Chang'an is over ten feet tall, with a heavy back and a heavy waist?
Green face, fangs, eyes like copper bells?
Are you kidding? Who doesn't know that the Marquis of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty not only had unparalleled poetry, but also looked like a human and a dog. This must be just a rumor. But Lu Youping is different from ordinary people. He is the legitimate son of the Lu family, so he naturally has his own sources of information. Although he knows that this rumor is a bit exaggerated, it is probably accurate.
Therefore, although he was disdainful of Wang Zi'an, when he sat down, he still showed a friendly and even flattering smile to Wang Zi'an.
The prince said with peace of mind, is this child sick?
I'm not a man-eating tiger, and I won't get up and beat you up. What's your expression?
So, she bared her teeth at him and showed a bright and friendly smile.
Lu Youping was a little frightened when he saw this, but Kong Ling'er, who was sitting next to him, had his beautiful eyes moving, and for a moment, he was reluctant to move his eyes away.
Kong Yingda couldn't help but feel helpless when he saw that childish demeanor. Cui Zihao, who had been staring at the movement in the pavilion, itched his teeth.
Pooh--
Shallow woman!
What’s so great about being good-looking——
This young master is the legitimate son of the Cui family!
I couldn't help but take a step forward, and cupped my hands with a smile on my face.
"I just heard from Brother Lu below that he wanted to find someone to compete with him on his pipa skills. Chang'an City is full of people. Who doesn't know that Brother Lu's pipa skills have reached their peak. Who among ordinary people would dare to show off in front of Brother Lu?"
As he spoke, Cui Zihao laughed, and then turned his attention to Wang Zi'an who was sitting beside him.
"I feel that among our younger generation, if we really want to find someone who can compare with Brother Lu, I am afraid that the only one sitting next to you is the astonishingly talented Marquis of Chang'an—"
As he said that, Cui Zihao bowed his hands to Wang Zi'an, showing an admiring and flattering smile.
"My little brother really admires the talent and learning of the Marquis of Chang'an——
Wang Zi’an:……
This bitch smiled as brightly as a melon. Wang Zi'an couldn't figure out whether this bitch was deliberately trying to trick him, or if he really naively thought he could do anything.
However, he didn't hesitate. When he saw Lu Youping looking over, he simply spread his hands.
"Sorry, you have found the wrong person. I know nothing about them..."
However, this time, before Cui Zihao and Lu Youping could say anything, Li Gang, Kong Yingda and others couldn't help laughing and scolding.
"Zian, you lazy piece, even if you want to be lazy, at least find a more reliable reason. You are a person who can easily create a new genre of folk art. Why do you have the nerve to tell others that you don't know the music?" —”
