Siheyuan: The opening earthquake of stealing and replacing pillars

At this moment, He Yuzhu suddenly changed the tone and inserted a rhythm that no one had ever heard. He played faster and faster, and became more and more devoted, as if he was immersed in the ocean of music. After two eight beats, the melody became fierce again, like thousands of troops galloping and roaring, and like a swarm of bees fighting and killing each other. Everyone got goose bumps...

Finally, this passionate horse racing song is coming to an end. He Yuzhu lightly plucks the strings and makes bursts of horse neighs~

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but stand up, including the leaders present, staring blankly at He Yuzhu on the stage, the shock in their hearts was beyond words~

One second, two seconds, until the host came on stage, everyone finally reacted, and then there was enthusiastic applause.

"Sounds good!"

“It sounds so good~”

“I feel like crying!”

"Oh, I'm already crying~"

……

He Yuzhu was very satisfied with the effect, because he borrowed Chen Yimiao's version of "Horse Racing", and changed the latter part to the famous piano piece "Flight of the Bumblebee". Although it was not as flexible as Maximus, it was enough to make the people at the scene crazy!

When He Yuzhu stepped down from the stage, Zhu Lin still had an expression of disbelief on her face.

"How about it?"

"Ah~"

Zhu Lin responded with admiration: "It sounds great, Director He, I didn't expect you to play the erhu so well!"

"That's it!"

Qi Wei was dissatisfied with Zhu Lin's attitude towards He Yuzhu and immediately poured a bucket of cold water on her.

He Yuzhu didn't care. As the saying goes, he who is not envied is a mediocre person. This guy plays the flute well, but he is too petty. You can't stand it before I even start my offensive. If I pursue a beautiful woman, you will bite me!

"You're absolutely right. If I had known, I wouldn't have adapted it!"

Qi Wei's eyes widened as he asked, "Did you adapt this yourself?"

"Yes, it's still too mediocre, not even pleasing to your eyes. I guess I have to keep working hard!"

After saying that, He Yuzhu walked away with a smile, leaving Qi Wei and Zhu Lin stunned.

"This is impossible!"

Qi Wei was hit hard, as if he was pierced by thousands of arrows. He always considered himself a genius, but he didn't expect to lose face in front of a cook. He really couldn't accept it.

Zhu Lin ignored him and thought to herself that there are always people better than you, and that you should not be too presumptuous, or you might be killed by someone one day. Today was a good example of this.

……

The performance did not end until 7:30. The leader came on stage to shake hands with the actors, and then they all went to the reception hall. The canteen had already served the food on the table, including chicken and fish. Everyone was a little impatient to smell the tempting aroma.

Then the factory manager waved his hand and said, "Everyone, eat as much as you want. Don't be polite!"

Now that the leader had spoken, everyone was no longer restrained and started eating from their bowls and chopsticks. As expected, there was another round of applause.

"Director Hou, the food in your cafeteria is really good. Unlike in our unit, it's considered good enough if the chef can cook the dishes well!" the leader of the art troupe exclaimed.

The treatment of the leaders' seats was different from that of other tables. He Yuzhu was the chef himself, which made Director Hou feel very honored. At the same time, he was very fortunate that the steel rolling mill had a master chef like He Yuzhu. With him around, the mill was always envied by others.

"This is because our canteen director personally cooks for us, so it's naturally different!"

"Really? Then I'd like to see it for myself!"

"Haha, you've already seen it. He's the one playing Horse Racing tonight!"

"What?" The leaders of the art troupe exclaimed.

"Director Hou, could you please call him over as well? I want to ask him for advice in person!" This man is also an erhu enthusiast. He said that He Yuzhu's performance today basically overturned his concept of traditional folk art, and now he really wants to meet him as soon as possible.

Look, this is our Master He. No wonder the big leaders appreciate him so much, he is really talented. I heard that he can also play Go. Wow, he is simply a big treasure!

Director Hou was extremely proud and immediately asked his secretary to call someone.

He Yuzhu was originally preparing to leave work, but when he heard the factory director calling him, he was left with nothing to say and just walked.

"Director!"

"Come on, Director He, let me introduce you to this, this is Deputy Director Gao of the Cultural Troupe!"

He Yuzhu quickly stretched out his hand, "Hello, hello!"

Deputy Head Gao is a female comrade who is about thirty years old. She is well maintained and has smooth and elastic skin.

"Director He is very talented. He can cook with a knife and play the erhu when he puts it down. It would be great if our troupe had a master like you!"

"Haha, it's not good for Captain Gao to poach my people in front of me!" Factory Director Hou joked.

"Haha~"

Everyone laughed.

"Director He, you played the song 'Horse Racing' so well. The style is very radical, more wild than the traditional 'Horse Racing'. Can I ask who you learned it from?"

"Hey, I just figured it out!" He Yuzhu was being modest, but others thought he didn't want to reveal it.

"Can I take a look at the music score?"

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "It's really not very convenient. Don't get me wrong, I made it up on the spot. If I play it again, maybe it will be different!"

"That's such a pity!" Everyone sighed!

However, the erhu enthusiast was not discouraged. He planned to come again another day with recording equipment and let He Yuzhu play it live. He would remember as much as he could. It would be a great loss to the literary and art world if such a beautiful piece of music could not be passed down.

On the other side, Zhu Lin and the others at the table were also staring at He Yuzhu, saying that as a director he must be in a high position, because the factory director was so polite to him.

Qi Wei said disdainfully: "No matter how high your status is, you are just a cook!"

"What's wrong with the cook? Haven't you heard that a cook can survive three years of drought? As one of the eight major industries, he is much better than us little actors!" Xiumei was still as unreasonable as ever.

Qi Wei's forehead was filled with black lines. Xiumei was so disrespectful to me. She was deliberately making things difficult for me.

"That's right, I think the chef is pretty good. He's the director now, and his salary is much higher than ours!"

"I think it'll be about sixty dollars!"

"I think it's more than that. After the new regulations came out, all administrative levels were raised. If he was treated as a section-level official before, he is now a division-level official. He must be over 70!"

"Wow, whoever marries him will be blessed!"

"Linlin, don't you like cooking? Why don't you just ask him to be your teacher? He will definitely be happy with it!"

Listening to her colleagues' gossip, Zhu Lin blushed and scolded with a smile: "Stop talking nonsense!"

"Haha, our Linlin is shy!"

Zhu Lin smiled and tickled Xiumei's armpits. She also took the opportunity to secretly look at the leadership seat. Suddenly, she found that He Yuzhu was gone. She felt very disappointed.