Chapter 516: Pipa, zither, 1, 2, Hula, 1, life

Chapter 516: Pipa, zither, 1, 2, Hula, 1, life

When the song ended, there was complete silence.

Sun Shan looked at everyone in confusion. Shouldn't we give some applause at this moment?

His playing was so melodious that it lingered in the ears for three days. How could it be justified not to give him some applause?

Sun Shan is still very confident in his erhu.

He looked at everyone expectantly with a smile on his face.

Gui Ge'er looked around and wondered why no one was clapping.

Thinking about whether to act as a babysitter and say a few good words, it seemed that doing so was very out of line and could be seen through at a glance, so Gui Ge'er was a little hesitant.

Sun Dingnan looked at Sun Shan intently. He knew that their Shanzi was very good at studying, but he didn't know that he was also so good at playing the erhu.

It was indeed Shanzi from their Sunjia Village, a man of both good looks and talent.

To put it bluntly, if Shanzi becomes destitute for some reason one day in the future, he can still support his family by playing the erhu on the street. Unlike these people who only rely on brute force and can't find any other way to make a living except doing hard labor.

After waiting for a long while, the audience in the three circles inside and outside suddenly started clapping, from light applause to continuous applause.

Many people shouted: "Good, good play, it makes our blood boil."

The scholars also reacted.

Fellow villager Lu Yuming said with a little excitement: "Sun Erhu is indeed Sun Erhu, he plays a good Erhu piece. Seeing is believing, and I am lucky to see him today."

Lu Yuming had always heard that Sun Shan could play the erhu very well.

When I first heard it, I just wanted to laugh, and thought with a little contempt that Sun Shan grew up in the countryside and learned from country people. Country people like to go from street to street and play the erhu to make a living, which is really not worthy of being worthy of being in the hall.

However, his former classmates assured him that Sun Shan's erhu skills were unique, and the uniqueness did not lie in the erhu, but in the music.

A pipa can be played for a thousand years, a zheng can be played for ten thousand years, and an erhu can be played for

Classmates all said that although Sun Shan was young, he seemed to have been playing the erhu for a lifetime.

Lu Yuming was very curious. He never thought that he would have the opportunity to see Sun Shan's erhu performance today.

After Sun Shan finished playing, he was completely shocked by his music.

The classmate was right. He didn’t know whether Sun Shan’s erhu skills were good or not. After all, he was not a professional erhu player.

But the music she played was absolutely wonderful.

Standing on the Bajing Terrace, you can look at the Zhangshui River and the Gongshui River rushing forward as they merge into the Ganjiang River, and listen to a piece of music that rushes forward endlessly.

This situation is such a beautiful scene on earth.

Lu Yuming clapped his hands enthusiastically and said happily, "Brother Sun, I heard that you are good at playing sad songs. It seems that the rumor is false. You played a passionate song. This is the first time I have heard such a blood-pumping song. It is wonderful. This song should only exist in heaven. How many times can it be heard in the world?"

Lu Yuming finished speaking.

Chen Mibo clapped his hands quickly and said with a smile on his face, "Brother Sun, Brother Lu is right. I am honored to see your erhu style today."

Uncle Chen Mibo doesn’t know much about erhu, but if you are not a fool, you can definitely tell the good from the bad.

I never thought that Brother Sun, who is thin, short, and plain-looking, could play such a passionate erhu piece.

It is true that you cannot judge a book by its cover.

The fact that Brother Sun passed the imperial examination has proven that he is a rare talent, so it is no surprise that he is also a good erhu player.

He is a dog who looks down on others and judges them by their appearance.

Chen Mibo thought that in the future he should not have preconceived ideas when doing things and should observe carefully and understand deeply before drawing conclusions.

He Shujun never imagined that his future cousin-in-law could play the erhu so well.

Although the erhu is a popular instrument and cannot be considered as a high-brow instrument, I played it really well, wonderfully, and amazingly just now.

It’s much better than the guqin I learned myself.

If I were to compete with Sun Shan on the spot, I would definitely be defeated.

The music just now corresponds to the ever-flowing Ganjiang River. The two rivers complement and intersect with each other, which is simply a visual and auditory enjoyment.

If He Shujun were asked to play a piece of music, he would definitely not be able to achieve such a beautiful artistic conception.

He Shujun said excitedly: "Ashan, please do it for us again. I haven't heard enough."

This was unanimously agreed by everyone, and Brother Chen San shouted: "Brother Sun, please do it again. I didn't hear it clearly just now, and I want to hear it more clearly this time."

Not only did the scholar want to hear it again, but the people inside and outside also wanted to hear it again.

Passerby A in the audience muttered, "Again, again."

Listener B shouted, "I haven't heard enough yet, listen again."

Passerby C in the outer circle didn't know that the person inside was a scholar, and thought it was just someone performing here.

So he said loudly: "Please do it again. Good job. There is a reward!"

The audience, who had no idea what was going on, kept watching and shouted, "Come on, come on."

Sun Shan really didn't want to try it out. It was very tiring to play such a passionate and uplifting piece of music.

And often the first performance is the peak, the effect will not be as good the second time.

But Chen Mi Bo and his group clamored for Sun Shan to come again.

At this moment, Sun Shan wanted to play his famous song for them and make them cry endlessly.

Finally, intimidated by the tyranny of his nominal cousin He Shujun, Sun Shan plucked the hu strings again, and played "Horse Racing" for them again.

By the time he finished, Sun Shan was already sweating profusely.

It seemed like the second time was more passionate than the first and my skills were more advanced.

Is this the pressure from the audience? Do you not want to disappoint them, so you have to perform beyond your expectations?

As the song ended, applause broke out immediately, and suddenly a lot of copper coins rolled in from the outer circle.

Sun Shan's eyes widened as a shiny silver nugget rolled under his feet.

Oh, it looks like at least 2 taels of silver. It seems like it was a reward from a rich guy.

Sun Shan stared at the piece of silver with anxious eyes, struggling fiercely in his heart: should he pick it up or not?

If I pick it up, will it make me look mercenary and lose my status?

If I don’t pick it up, I will feel guilty. The reward from fans is the greatest affirmation for him.

If I don’t pick it up, will my fans be sad?

Sun Shan was hesitating and struggling between picking it up or not. In the end, money overcame his status and Sun Shan decided to pick it up.

Go back and prepare some extra food for Guiger, Sun Dali, Sun Dingnan and myself.

2 taels can give them a big meal.

Just as he was about to bend down to pick up the silver nugget, a short and fat middle-aged man suddenly rushed in from the outside. The man hurriedly ran to Sun Shan, bent down, and picked up the silver nugget.

Sun Shan looked at him intently: Who is this guy? Why is he picking up his money? It was a reward from his fans. Is he trying to steal it?

The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and bent over.

He said respectfully: "Master, please don't blame me. I didn't know your identity just now. I was excited when I heard it, so I threw a piece of silver in.

I am guilty and deserve to die. Please don't be offended, sir.

I really don't know the identity of the Juren gentleman. If I knew, I would never dare to humiliate you with silver even if I were beaten to death.

Mr. Juren, please don't be angry. I apologize to you."