Dialogue between ancient and modern: I create programs, national treasures have spirits

Chapter 185 As long as one-tenth is enough to benefit infinitely
"Senior, please tell me, as long as the junior knows everything, tell me everything."

Yi Ze didn't hesitate, facing the noble old lady in front of him, just deal with it frankly.

As the saying goes, one becomes better with age. The wisdom and transparency of the elderly are often far beyond the imagination of young people.

Otherwise, there would not be such a saying: An old man in a family is like a treasure.

"It doesn't have to be so formal, it's just some questions from the old man."

Zeng Hou Yi Chime Bell smiled kindly, then clapped his hands and shouted: "Girls, come out."

As the old lady's words fell, ripples appeared in the void, and then young ladies with different looks jumped out one after another, some were innocent and lively, some were gentle and demure, some were as cold as the moon, or some were as passionate as the blazing sun... There are so many kinds.

Inside the hall, there was a sudden burst of fragrant wind, and it was very lively.

It seems that there are countless orioles chirping there.

When the audience had seen such a battle, they were a little dumbfounded for a while.

"Mom, is this a fairyland on earth?"

"If senior doesn't dislike it, I'm willing to marry into senior's family!"

"I can't think of it, I really can't think of it, my eyes are blurred."

At this moment, in the picture, dozens of pairs of eyes are curiously looking at Yi Ze who is sitting upright. There are sweet smiles, curiosity and doubts, all kinds of expressions, different looks, all fall on Yi Ze one after another. body.

If it were someone else, they would already be in great embarrassment at this moment, and they would make a fool of themselves if they were not careful.

Ke Yize is different!
Having met the First Emperor, Hongwu Emperor, and the vicious Japanese pirates, he has already undergone deep baptism on the spiritual level, and the mere eyes, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, did not affect his performance in the slightest.

But don't look at these girls who are young and beautiful. If you really count their age and seniority, they are all at the level of their ancestors.

Naturally, Yi Ze couldn't lose his etiquette, and behaved like a junior without being humble or overbearing: "Your junior, Yi Ze, came from China more than 400 years later, and I have met all of you seniors."

"Yeah, what a little doll."

"After more than 2000 years, it's really a long time. I don't know what the world will look like at that time?"

"Ding is very different from Zeng Guo."

"At that time, Zeng Guodu had already disappeared."

Chattering and buzzing.

The old lady of Zeng Houyi chime bell pressed her hand, signaling to all the little chime bells to stop talking: "It's noisy, it's just a loss of face, be quiet!"

At this moment, the old lady looked a little more majestic, some of the young bellboys stuck out their tongues, some smiled, and some winked at Yi Ze, they were extraordinarily innocent and lively.

A somewhat strange thought came to Yi Ze's mind. The whole chime seemed to feel like a happy sight when they were together.

Like an adult parent with a child.

The audience naturally saw the different scenery in this team, and they were immediately interested.

"It's very interesting. I feel like there are a few brats."

"The old lady is still majestic, and everyone quieted down with a word."

"It's definitely the noisiest national treasure I've ever seen."

"In this situation, I suddenly remembered how I felt when I was in class."

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon among the audience naturally has different occupations.

When a primary school teacher spoke like this, there was even a bit of embarrassment in his tone.

Presumably, he recalled something that gave him a headache.

In the studio, Zhou Haicheng and Zheng Shicheng looked at each other, and they both saw doubts on each other's faces.

Zhou Haicheng scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Where did this boy find so many beautiful girls?"

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Others only saw the beautiful women gathered together in the picture, which was pleasing to the eye, but for a well-informed person like Zhou Haicheng, what was more important was the actor's appearance.

Zhou Haicheng could tell at a glance that the actors Yi Ze found were full of spirituality, each pair of eyes seemed to be able to speak, and when the eyelids opened and closed, the aura rushed to his face.

It's like being in nature, seeing beautiful natural scenes, and feeling relaxed and happy.

This is different from simply piling up women with exquisite faces.

Zheng Shicheng pointed out sharply: "It's been a long time since I saw such an aura of an actor. Nowadays, many actors have too obvious traces of knife movements. Without that aura, it's just mechanical beauty."

The old man has eaten and seen it, and has seen too many scenery in his life, so he is able to appreciate the unique spirituality.

This kind of spirituality cannot be obtained by plastic surgery.

It is precisely because of this that many beauties who have undergone plastic surgery are very eye-catching at first glance, but they often look dull when they are reduced to longer.

The reason for this is the lack of this spiritual beauty.

It's like, if there is no finishing touch in the painting of a dragon, there is always a key missing point of charm.

The so-called having both form and spirit in making a fuss is the same when it comes to people.

In the picture, a group of little bells are looking around and smiling sweetly, which is very cute.

However, the old lady seemed to have been immune to this. After giving her a lesson, she turned to Yi Zeyan and said, "I do have some questions and want to ask you, but before that, I want to play a song to see if you can Can you understand the meaning of the song?"

Yi Ze's expression was shocked when he heard the words, this was an aspect that had never been considered.

Immediately explained: "The younger generation is less talented and less learned, I am afraid it will be difficult to satisfy the senior."

"Why do you say that? You don't need a lot of knowledge to appreciate music. You just need to feel the emotions attached to the music with your heart. It is enough for a person who is rich in learning to appreciate music and weaves mats and shoes. You are not an expert among them, so why be too modest?"

The old lady laughed, but blocked all of Yi Ze's escape routes.

At the moment, Yi Ze could only agree: "This junior will do his best, if there is something inappropriate, please forgive me, seniors."

"It doesn't have to be like this, there is no high or low in music, only whether there are bosom friends."

Those words quickly resonated with the audience.

"That's right, there's no such thing as high or low in music!"

"When high mountains and flowing water meet bosom friends, even a woodcutter like Zhong Ziqi can understand Boya's emotions hidden in the music. What are you worried about?"

"It's two different things, maybe Zhong Ziqi has high talent."

"I can't play music, but I'm good at listening to music. Isn't it enough to have ears?"

At this moment, in the picture, the old lady waved her sleeves, and the tall chime bell of Marquis Yi of Zeng appeared on one side.

"Girls, take your seats!"

While talking, more than [-] little clock girls came to their own place one after another.

But the old lady didn't move.

Yi Ze couldn't help asking curiously: "Senior, aren't you going?"

"No, they are enough."

Everyone took their positions and performed their duties. At this moment, the expressions on the faces of every girl became solemn, and they no longer had the mischievousness before, and they all entered the state one after another.

This attitude alone is moving.

This kind of respect for music and music comes from the bottom of his heart, and it cannot be faked.

Yi Ze can understand why those who play the violin or the piano have intoxicated expressions when they are playing, and they seem a little superficial.

In the eyes of people who don't understand, it is undoubtedly a show. Isn't it good to play the piano quietly and expressionlessly?
To have to perform so many movements and such an expression makes the layman look confused.

In fact, such a state is very common among real musicians.

Jia Dao, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, said in a poem: "It takes three years to get two sentences, and tears flow when one recites."

It is precisely the true embodiment of this emotion.

Those who have not devoted themselves to it will never understand this lofty feeling and respect for music.

Of course, if you kneel on the ground and resonate in the pelvic cavity when singing, everyone can't understand the song you sing, so it doesn't belong to this category.

If it is overdone, it does have a sense of grandstanding and deliberate unconventional vision.

It's all about whether people can feel the true love.

when!
The melodious sound of chime bells sounded, dragging a long lingering sound, lingering endlessly.

Then, the girls began to wave the jade hammers in their hands lightly and struck the chimes gently.

Everyone's movements are appropriate and natural, making people feel relaxed and happy after seeing them, without the slightest abruptness.

Yi Ze was still under some pressure. At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, his brows were slightly frowned, and he listened carefully to each note flowing into his heart.

Each note is like a playful little fish, constantly jumping and swimming in the wide lake, the water surface is clear, but these fish seem to use the magic of invisibility, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

Yi Ze only felt that he seemed to see the top of a high mountain, the clouds and mist wrapped around it like a big river and a big lake, and the notes inside were like cheerful fish, erratic.

Demure, comfortable, soothing rhythm.

The tense heartstrings in Yi Ze's mind gradually relaxed, and he gradually understood that appreciating music is not such a bitter and bitter process, so he simply put down his purpose for the time being and devoted himself to it.

The brows were stretched, and there was a look of enlightenment in the eyes.

Seeing this, the old lady couldn't help but nodded slightly.

Although the person in front of her was young, her understanding was so high that it really opened her eyes.

Boom!
The sound of the music gradually became more cheerful.

The clouds and mist are churning, as if there is a giant rolling in it.

If you look closely, it's just the noise of the wind.

The wind blew away some of the clouds and fog, revealing part of the ground.

The clear stream flows through the crevices of the rocks and cliffs, knocking on the stones and tree roots on the road, making a natural knocking sound.

The clanging sound is like the cold current in the quiet room; the clear and cold sound is like the trickle of pine roots.

It's very ingenious and very natural, without any blunt turning point in the middle.

Everything presented in front of Yi Ze is a vivid picture.

Then, the wind gradually increased.

It seems that a thunderstorm is about to form not far away.

The sound of the music gradually became more urgent.

A feeling of boiling, or surging, appeared in Yi Ze's heart.

It's windy!

In the clouds and mist, there seemed to be a sky-shaking flood dragon roaring angrily.

It is conveyed through the clouds and mist, which makes people feel a little thrilling.

It's like when a boat encounters a turbulent current, everyone raises their hearts, lest if they are not careful, the boat will crash and people will die.

At this moment, Yi Ze really felt that the roar of an angry dragon came from the sky. He was dazzled and a thrilling feeling came from the bottom of his heart. In an instant, there was a feeling of a small boat sailing on the waves. The wonderful illusion that mountains and valleys rush together.

This thrill made Yi Ze feel a little uneasy.

But soon, the violent wind and waves disappeared, replaced by music that quickly slowed down.

The light boat has passed, and the momentum is wavering. Sometimes the aftermath shakes rocks, and sometimes it spins slightly.

The most thrilling part is over.

In just a short moment, Yi Ze seemed to have sailed through the rough waves and arrived at the wide and calm water.

Everything just now is like a dream from yesterday.

Savor carefully the final aftertaste of this music.

Calm, soothing, like running water.

A light flashed in Yi Ze's mind.

He opened his eyes, and there was more confidence in his eyes.

With confidence.

It is also at this moment that the last note falls quietly, if you don't listen carefully, you will miss it.

Such a feast of music, the audience listened mesmerized.

"Wonderful, wonderful, although I don't know what song it is, but I just think it's very good."

"It's just that this song should only exist in the sky. How many times do you hear it in the world? This time it's worth it, it's worth it."

"After listening to this, when I think about the songs I listened to before, I can only spit, what the hell did I listen to before!"

"Has no one figured it out? Judging by Yi Ze's expression, he already understands."

"It doesn't matter whether you can hear it or not. The important thing is that this song is really good."

"I don't understand music, and I didn't listen to music very much before, but at this moment, I am shocked!"

Many professionals from music schools burst into tears with excitement after listening to it.

"It's high, it's really too high, every note, every beat, is so appropriate, there is no flaw at all!"

"This kind of ability is already beyond the skill. This is clearly a supernatural workmanship."

"In today's ancient music performance, there is no one who can surpass them. What kind of gods are they? Everyone is so young and has such attainments."

"This repertoire can be used as the highest assessment repertoire in our school. Let all students study hard and strive to achieve..."

"...One-tenth of the level! Only someone who can eat one-tenth of the level is enough to last a lifetime!"

An old professor who pursued ancient music all his life said to his students with tears in his eyes.

The students turned pale with shock. Although they could hear that the music was extraordinary, they never expected to get such a high evaluation.

Immediately, the way they looked at the screen changed.

It's as if...

pilgrimage!

One tenth is enough for a lifetime.

Then these people have such a level at such a young age, how evil they must be.

As professionals, their judgment of repertoire is no longer limited to the old formats and routines.

Instead, start from the emotions contained in it.

Therefore, they quickly judged what kind of song it was.

But what about the man on the screen?
Can Yi Ze make an accurate judgment?

Everyone's heart is in the throat.

……

　Nucleic acid test for 5 minutes, lost and walked for two hours, I admire myself
　　
　
(End of this chapter)