Chapter 384 He, Sun 2 Hu, Performing 2 Hu
After eating from noon to afternoon, the six of them hurried to the pier and took the last boat back to Yuelu Academy.
Sun Shan also bought some special pastries to eat when he was hungry at night.
But in the end, all the food went to Gui Ge'er, whose stomach was a bottomless pit and he could never be full no matter how much he ate.
Sun Shan’s stomach was already full with one big steamed bun, but Gui Ge’er ate five in a row and was still able to continue eating.
It seems that it is really difficult to support his servant, and one cannot do so without some money.
After the rest, I started my busy study life again.
Studying at Yuelu Academy, my days were very regular.
Get up - eat - read - eat - read - eat - read - sleep. It repeats over and over again, monotonous and boring.
Fortunately, I had classmates to keep me entertained, and I spent my days happily playing and fighting.
Sun Shan didn't receive a letter from home until three months after he had been at Yuelu Academy.
In the letter, Sun Boming said that they had returned safely to Sunjia Village. They sold the tung oil they brought back from Changsha Prefecture very quickly and regretted not bringing more back.
Sun Bomin, Su and Huang told Sun Shan to stay in the academy and not run around.
Also, don't trust strangers blindly, be careful of being cheated.
Finally, fifty taels of silver were enclosed in the letter, telling Sun Shan not to be reluctant to spend the money as there was still money at home.
At the same time, he reminded Sun Shan to eat well and dress well, especially in winter, and to keep warm.
If you are sick, you must see a doctor in time. Don't be too lazy to see a doctor. Don't let a minor illness turn into a major one.
Especially his small body, we need to pay more attention to it.
The end of the letter was addressed to Gui Ge'er, asking him to eat well, dress well, and to keep a close eye on Sun Shan.
After reading the letter, Sun Shan carefully put it away and put it in a big box.
It is not easy to send a letter across such a long distance.
Mailing letters is not only expensive but also takes a long time and can be lost at any time.
Sun Shan thought that he would write a letter to his family the next time he had a day off, informing them of the situation at the academy so that they would feel at ease.
Sun Shan came to Yuelu Academy in May, and now it is August, and the annual Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching.
The president of the hometown association, Liu Zhiyan, organized a symposium for the members and thoughtfully gave each student a piece of Cantonese mooncake.
Sun Shan took a look and saw that it was a double yolk lotus seed paste mooncake, Sun Shan’s favorite.
Sun Shan ate the Hunan-style mooncakes distributed by the academy early this morning, but he didn't like them very much.
Their Cantonese mooncakes are still the best.
Hunan-style mooncakes
Everyone sat together and talked about everything, mainly the teachers, classmates and studies in the academy.
Students get together and either recite poems or write couplets, and finally perform a talent show.
Sun Shan is not good at reciting poems or composing couplets, so he is most suitable to be an audience member.
As for his good friend Qian Yingyang, he was in the same boat as him. He sat beside him and watched his fellow brothers compose poems to the moon.
Liu Zhiyan said with a smile: "Okay, now let's invite each fellow to perform. As for what to perform, please show us your best skills."
As they talked, the fellow villagers applauded enthusiastically.
With such beautiful scenery and good time, how can I justify my talent if I don’t show it off?
Liu Zhiyan is the president, so he was the one to start the conversation and perform the flute for everyone.
The piece played was "Green Stream and Flowing Spring".
When Liu Zhiyan finished his song, everyone applauded enthusiastically.
Sun Shan doesn't know how to appreciate music, but he can still tell whether it's good or not.
Liu Zhiyan's clear and crisp sound expresses the scene of gurgling water flowing happily in the deep mountain valleys, and the poetic and picturesque rural scenery makes people linger.
As expected of the president of their Guangnan Province hometown association, he is indeed quite capable.
After Liu Zhiyan's performance, the next fellow villager played the pipa.
Yuelu Academy has more interest classes than Zhangzhou Prefecture School, and it has all kinds of musical instruments. There is nothing that Yuelu Academy doesn’t have, except what you can’t think of.
The six arts of a gentleman include music. Those who can study at Yuelu Academy, even if they don't have to be proficient in them, must at least know how to play a musical instrument.
Otherwise, I won’t take you with me when I go out to socialize.
Qian Yingyang did not perform any musical instrument, but instead performed a tea-picking opera for everyone.
One person plays two roles.
He is the male actor and he is also the female actor.
The voice changes back and forth, making for a good show.
After Qian Yingyang finished singing, everyone applauded even more enthusiastically.
President Liu Zhiyan said happily: "Yingyang, I didn't expect you to be so talented. You sang this play so well."
A fellow villager also said cheerfully: "Ying Yang, the switching between male and female voices is really wonderful and lifelike. Haha, I admire you."
Everyone was talking at once and praising Qian Yingyang, and Qian Yingyang was smiling so hard that only his big white teeth were left.
The pig's eyes, which looked the same whether they were open or not, were now covered into a straight line.
If you don't look carefully, you can't find where his eyes are.
The fellow villagers performed one after another, and finally arrived at Sunshan.
Chairman Liu Zhiyan saw that he was new and specially arranged him to be the last one.
Liu Zhiyan said encouragingly: "Ashan, it's your turn."
Gui Ge'er, who was eating, drinking and having fun with the servants, immediately took out his erhu and handed it to Sun Shan very skillfully.
That's right!
He, Sun Erhu, performs the erhu!
Sun Shan couldn't play the piano, the flute, or the drums, but he was best at the erhu.
In fact, he is not very good at playing the erhu, but he won with his music.
Just like a singer, even if his singing skills are not that good, but the music and lyrics are good, he may become famous overnight.
After several months at Yuelu Academy, Sun Shan decided to learn the guqin and guzheng because he thought they were more sophisticated.
It's just that he has no talent. He learned it, but he is not proficient at all. He is not even as good as he is at playing the erhu.
The most outstanding talent in tonight's talent show is the erhu, which has been forgotten for a long time.
Seeing that everyone was so happy, Sun Shan prepared to play his famous song "Erquan Yingyue".
He is unhappy when he sees others happy.
It’s better to make everyone unhappy together.
The moon is full on the 16th of the 15th, and tonight is the 14th, and the moon is also very full.
Tonight, Yueming people are looking all the way, I don't know who will fall in autumn.
Sun Shan picked up the erhu, and like the blind A Bing who had experienced all the bitterness and pain in the world, he closed his eyes and played the saddest erhu piece in the world.
When the song ended, he opened his eyes and saw everyone was looking at him.
Sun Shan said expressionlessly, "Brother, how am I doing?"
Why are they all staring at him? Where are the applause? Where are the cheers? Where are the tears?
After waiting for a long time, the president Liu Zhiyan said with emotion: "Ashan, the music you played makes me miss home."
To be a stranger in a foreign country alone, think of love every time during the festive season.
Speaking of home, all the students present missed it.
One of the fellow villagers said with emotion: "The cloudless sky reflects the whole country, and the most reunion night is Mid-Autumn Festival."
Everyone began to recite poems, expressing their homesickness.
Sun Shan frowned as he looked at his fellow villagers. His music was sad, not about homesickness.
Also, shouldn’t we praise him for his excellent erhu playing?
How come they started reciting poems and composing couplets in the blink of an eye, and some even poured themselves wine.
Qian Yingyang said with red eyes: "Ashan, it will take three years before I can go home. I miss home."
After saying that, he started drinking with his fellow villagers.
Fortunately, the academy prohibits drinking, so the wine they drink is actually fruit wine such as green plum wine and mulberry wine.
No matter how much you drink, you won't get drunk.
In the end, what was supposed to be a joyous hometown gathering turned into a sad homesickness gathering.
Everyone hung their heads, and with the help of their servants, they walked back to the dormitory with heavy steps, one step at a time.