"There seems to be something strange about the music composed by General Zuo."
Li Zhenli was indeed a master of music. She stood on the roadside and listened to "Serving the Country with Loyalty" for a while and realized something was wrong.
Fortunately, Xu Ruolin was also quite accomplished in music and immediately understood what she meant.
"I once said that when he composed these tunes, he referred to Europa's music theory knowledge. The tones are different from the pentatonic tones of our Chinese Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu, but are divided into do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, xi seven notes."
Although there are two systems, Li Zhenli recognized it immediately. Compared with the traditional Chinese tonal division, this Europa tune has two more tones, fa and si.
"No wonder the rhythm is so changeable when I first listen to the lyrics and music. It seems that Europa is not a barbarian, he is quite clever."
The Xu sisters pursed their lips and chuckled, but they were also secretly frightened.
Obviously they were the ones who came into contact with Opalo culture earlier, but compared to Zuo Mengeng, their cognition was actually vastly different.
"This is the piece sent over by Shenzuo. Please give me some advice from Mr. Li."
Arriving at the location of the art troupe, Li Zhenli saw the song that embarrassed everyone.
Only words, no score.
The content is similar to "Serving the Country with Loyalty", with a hint of simplicity.
But for some reason, just reading the words gave Li Zhenli the urge to sing.
The problem was that there was no music score and she didn't know how to sing.
Jing Xiaolian stood beside her, her face flushed and trembling like chaff.
Not scared, but excited.
The little girl in junior high school will be like the emperor and superstar when she sees him.
Jing Xiaolian is a Xiaodan in the local Yuejia class in Linqing. She sings Kunqu opera, and is very good at "The Peony Pavilion".
Of course, this is what we are good at compared to our local counterparts.
Being in front of Li Zhenli was like meeting a professor from the Central Conservatory of Music in a music class.
Although Jing Xiaolian is the top actress in Yue's class, she is arrogant and unwilling to be just an actor.
When the new army was recruiting, he signed up several times, hoping to become a soldier.
But the people at the recruitment office looked at his delicate and fair skin, delicate figure and soft and charming voice, and wisely persuaded him to leave.
Jing Xiao feels sorry for her, but there is nothing she can do.
Later, when the New Army established a cultural troupe, someone thought of him and asked him if he would like to join it.
Although he couldn't really go into battle to kill the enemy, he had finally joined the new army.
Jing Xiaolian said nothing, packed up and came happily.
Although Yue's class has lost its leading actress, does the class leader dare to say "no"?
I don't dare.
When he arrived at the art troupe, facing those who played drums and wrote fast books, Jing Xiaolian had no doubt that he was in the top spot.
It's a pity that even he was confused when faced with the weird music that Zuo Mengeng played.
It transcends an era and is beyond the understanding of music artists of this era.
Today, Li Zhenli arrived and met an idol she had only heard of in the distance. Jing Xiaolian immediately waited on her, hoping to learn a little bit from Li Zhenli.
"There's no music score, but I don't know where to start?"
Jing Xiaolian said hurriedly: "This singing method was taught to me by Shen Zuo. He also said that there is a kind of musical notation, which is very useful. However, our brothers are not very talented and have little knowledge, so no one understands it."
Those who play drums and write fast books all look sideways. Who is your brother?
Li Zhenli couldn't help but be anxious when she heard the singing method.
"Can you give me a demonstration?"
Want to sing in front of your idol?
Jing Xiaolian was so excited that she almost fainted. She only felt that the happiest thing in her ten years of life was today.
He was grateful and put all his energy into it, and pinched the orchid...
"One (yi, yí, yǐ)...Tiao (aŌ, aǑ)...Da (ā, ā, ā)..."
"Thank you."
Li Zhenli quickly and decisively stopped Jing Xiaolian from continuing to sing.
Although she had just read the lyrics, she thought of the passionate military songs of the New Army soldiers she had seen before, and she knew that Jing Xiaolian had gone astray.
It's a complete appropriation of the singing method of Kunqu Opera, and the scalp of those who listen to it will be numb.
Jing Xiaolian felt aggrieved, her big eyes were twitching, and she didn't know what she had done wrong.
"Xiao Lian...Xiao Lian, what's wrong with you? But someone bullied you?"
This scene happened to be seen by people coming in, and it immediately caused waves.
The visitor rushed directly to Jing Xiaolian and seemed to want to reach out and hug him to express sympathy.
Fortunately, I saw that there were many people around, so I reluctantly stopped.
But the person who came was not prepared to let go of the culprit who had caused Jing Xiaolian's grievance.
"Who are you, and why did you bully my little pity? Ouch...are you that bitch from Nanjing?"
Li Zhenli's astonished face turned into a dyeing workshop in an instant, full of colors, and she didn't know how to feel.
The Xu sisters next to them were all furious, especially Xu Ruolin, who almost wanted to take action.
"Master Zhang, you are very good."
The most prodigal son of Linqing, Zhang Haogu, the invincible master of all seventy-two flower houses, now completely lost his arrogance.
Looking at Xu Ruolin who was clenching her silver teeth, she just wished she could grow a pair of wings and fly to the sky.
"Haha...that...hehe...this young master...this young master is here to urge them to study hard and practice hard, so as not to let down Zhongheng's hard work."
Xu Ruolin rolled her eyes wildly, helpless to do anything about this guy.
"I haven't seen Uncle Zhang for a long time. It seems that I have to ask for help later."
"Oh, my aunt, please don't harm me!"
Zhang Haogu was like a giant monkey, rushing to Xu Ruolin with a red face, bowing and begging for mercy, with cold sweat covering his face.
Xu Ruoxin pointed at Jing Xiaolian curiously.
"You and him... eh..."
Zhang Haogu and Jing Xiaolian seemed to be fertilized... not... frightened rabbits.
"How can you taint someone's innocence?"
"People are dying."
"Why is it so lively?"
In the chaos, Zuo Mengeng walked in.
After finishing his work, he returned home and learned that Li Zhenli had come to visit, so he looked for her.
Seeing the shameless Zhang Haogu, he also had a headache.
"You said you can't do anything serious?"
Zhang Haogu turned his body slightly, only half of his face was exposed, his eyes were deep, as if he were peerless and independent.
"It's just that there are so many popular customs in this world that no one recognizes my young master's lotus heart. Hey, hey...what can I do?"
Too lazy to pay attention to him, Zuo Mengeng smiled at Li Zhenli who was coming to greet her: "The world is in such a mess now. I don't expect Miss Li to be so heroic and travel thousands of miles north alone. She is respectable and admirable."
Li Zhenli raised the paper in her hand and said with a smile: "If you can listen to the masterpieces of General Zuo, even if you travel thousands of miles, what's the point?"
Zuo Mengeng clapped his hands and laughed, inviting everyone to sit down.
It seems that Li Zhenli is also a female literary youth, who becomes a little crazy when she sees good works.
"General Zuo, why does this piece only have lyrics and no score?"
Zuo Mengeng spread his hands and told the truth.
"I am a layman in the art of music. Even if I want to compose music, I can't do it. It just so happens that Mr. Li is here today, so please help me if you can."
Li Zhenli was determined to show off in front of Zuo Mengeng, so she said without hesitation: "Please tell me, general, how to sing this song?"
Zuo Menggeng didn't know how to compose music, but he could definitely sing the music of later generations.
He doesn't have stage fright, and he doesn't care whether he sings well or not, he just needs to sing the original meaning of the song.
A big river wave ~ wave width
The wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers on both sides of the bank
My home is right on the shore~ I live on the shore
I'm used to hearing the boatman's slogans
I'm used to seeing white sails on ships...
He tried his best to imitate Teacher Guo's singing, but it was obviously far from it. The only good thing is that at least it was not out of tune and the spirit of the song was sung.
Especially as a true soldier, when he sang to the climax, the strong feelings of family and country contained in his lyrics and music conquered everyone present.
Li Zhenli was already fascinated by this.
She started singing on stage at the age of thirteen, and became famous all over Jiangnan at the age of fifteen.
I feel that all the drama in the world is in my heart.
But now I know that there are such touching songs and singing methods in the world.
A novel and far-reaching door gradually began to open to her.
