Siheyuan: The opening earthquake of stealing and replacing pillars

"Hello, comrades. Thank you for your hard work~" Li Shuanghe shook hands with everyone warmly. If you didn't know, you would think that some leader had gone to the grassroots level!

Of course, the masses are also very enthusiastic. Although Li Shuanghe is not a leader, he has a great influence. He has followed a diplomatic delegation on overseas visits and has been invited to attend international interviews. He is an object of admiration for many young people.

Suddenly, Director Han waved at the door, and then a drum band appeared out of nowhere. Dongdongqiang, Dongdongqiang, two beautiful girls came slowly, holding flowers in their hands and slowly walked to Li Shuanghe.

"You are welcome to come to our group to guide our work despite your busy schedule..."

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome~" the onlookers applauded

This, this, this scene is too exaggerated! He Yuzhu was standing outside and was dumbfounded. Li Shuanghe is just an actor, is it necessary to praise him like this?

But Li Shuanghe didn't feel embarrassed at all. He smiled and shook hands with the two girls, acting like a big leader. Then look at Director Han, who followed Li Shuanghe closely, almost like the chief steward in the palace.

The welcoming ceremony was over, and Comrade Li Shuanghe, accompanied by Director Han, went to another place. The hall returned to its previous bustle.

"Isn't he rehearsing here?" He Yuzhu was referring to Li Shuanghe.

Professor Guan smiled bitterly and said, "He is a singer, he must join the choir!" Unexpectedly, Director Han actually invited Li Shuanghe. It seems that he is really determined to get the position of deputy director!

This sounds so sour!

He Yuzhu tasted something else, "Professor Guan, then let's -

Upon hearing this, Professor Guan turned around silently, leaving He Yuzhu with a lonely figure.

"The old man was hit~"

He Yuzhu felt a little sympathetic towards him, but he felt helpless when he thought about it. This was how it was in the workplace. Where there were people, there were conflicts. Wasn't it the same when he was at the steel mill?

The Folk Music Hall and the Creative Writing Office are integrated into one office, separated only by a prelude. When Professor Guan brought He Yuzhu in, everyone was playing the Spring Festival Overture, which was very familiar to him. The New Year atmosphere was overwhelming, and warm pictures flashed before his eyes. Dad was writing Spring Festival couplets, Mom was making dumplings, and outside the window was the sound of firecrackers, dong dong dong...

Woohoo, I miss my mom~

After the ensemble ended, He Yuzhu was the first to applaud, and he wanted to clap his hands until they broke. He was so excited. This was the first time he felt at home after traveling through time. He couldn't help himself, couldn't help himself~

Everyone looked over here. Who is this?

When they saw Professor Guan was there, everyone stood up quickly. The leader walked closer, glanced at He Yuzhu, and then said to Professor Guan: "Director Guan, you are finally here. I was looking for you!"

"Haha, is there any problem?" Professor Guan said with a smile.

The conductor started to complain, "We are short of manpower. Look, we don't have oboes or cellos. These are the soul of the music. Without them, the music will have no tension. Please think of a solution!"

"Every group is short of staff now!" Professor Guan is also very troubled. There are only a few professionals, and which group is willing to let go?

"What should we do?" the commander was extremely anxious.

"Let's put this matter aside for now. I'll think of a solution later!" After saying that, Professor Guan took He Yuzhu and introduced him, "Comrade He Yuzhu is an old friend of mine. He plays the erhu very well. I invited him to come over to record a program today. Weimin, get everyone to cooperate!"

Anyone who is valued by Professor Guan must be quite capable. Li Weimin began to look at He Yuzhu. "What program?"

"Horse racing~" He Yuzhu continued, "It's just a modified horse racing!"

"Oh, I'd like to see it!" Li Weimin immediately became interested, "Bring me a erhu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately handed him an erhu made of red sandalwood. Li Weimin smiled and said, "Try it and see if it works for you!"

He Yuzhu took the erhu and weighed it. It was indeed very heavy. They were indeed a big group and their instruments were so impressive.

"Then I'll give it a try?"

Professor Guan nodded with a smile and said, "Bring out the tape recorder and record it first!"

Do you have that much confidence in him?

Li Weimin took the opportunity to invite He Yuzhu, who was no longer polite. He quickly adjusted his sitting position and then adjusted the tone.

Chen Yimiao's version of horse racing incorporates many new elements, so it is also called the new horse racing. Her father Chen Jun, through his own understanding of the work, incorporated a lot of brilliance and techniques into the second half, making the horse racing change from a galloping horse to a steel horse galloping like a speeding train. This is also a different understanding of the music that adapts to the changes of the times. Now is the time of reform and opening up, and He Yuzhu feels it is very appropriate to play this song.

The shelves were set up, the recorder was turned on, and the recorders were all in place. Everyone was waiting to see what would happen. He Yuzhu was a little nervous. It was his first time playing any musical instrument and singing in front of so many professionals. It would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous.

"Then shall I start?" He Yuzhu's voice sounded a little weak.

Of course everyone could see that he was nervous, and they all smiled and encouraged him.

He Yuzhu gritted his teeth when he saw this, damn it, if I stick my head out, I'll get hurt, and if I hide my head, I'll also get hurt. Anyway, it's Professor Guan who will be embarrassed if he doesn't do it well, so I'm not afraid of anything.

"Squeak!" The sound of music suddenly rose. For an instant, everyone felt goose bumps. It was so powerful. The tune was so scary.

The prelude was very compact, more compact than anything I've ever heard before, like raindrops, crackling, and everyone felt like their ears couldn't keep up. The second variation was a little calmer, but it didn't last long before we heard the sound of horses neighing, once, twice, three times, as if they were angry and roaring, extremely intense. Suddenly the rhythm changed again, becoming more rapid and full of twists and turns. The next second, the syllables appeared like a storm, sometimes pouring out, sometimes whistling with the wind, and like a swarm of bees buzzing in my ears. No, my head is going to explode.

At this moment, the music stopped abruptly and everyone fell into a daze. They looked at He Yuzhu in disbelief. His hands were so rubbed that they left afterimages. Is he still a human being?

In fact, this is all thanks to the system. It has allowed He Yuzhu's muscles to develop memory ability, so his hands will not become rusty even if he has not practiced for a long time.

"Is it okay?"

Seeing that the audience were all doing stupid things, He Yuzhu couldn't bear to interrupt them. It was really adorable.

After a few seconds, I don't know if someone shouted "good" first, but everyone suddenly woke up and applauded. Li Weimin even stepped forward and shook He Yuzhu's hand, and was so excited that he was incoherent.

"Master, please accept my greeting!" He said as he was about to bow.

He Yuzhu was confused. Why did he have to bow down at every turn? I still want to live a few more years.

"Please don't, I can't bear it!" He Yuzhu pushed hard, and Li Weimin couldn't bend down even if he wanted to bow.

"Not bad, not bad, it seems like we have made progress again!" Among these people, only Professor Guan had a clearer mind. He kept an eye on the rotation of the disk-opening machine, fearing that there would be any malfunction.

"The song has been recorded, Weimin. You should prepare to write the score after dinner. Time is tight, so pay attention!" He Yuzhu did not disappoint Professor Guan, so he did not dare to waste time.

"Okay, but we still need Comrade He's cooperation!" Li Weimin wanted to take the opportunity to exchange ideas with He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu didn't care. He had no classes in the afternoon anyway, so he could easily wait until dinner. He agreed without thinking.