Siheyuan: The opening earthquake of stealing and replacing pillars

"There is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below!"

This is a well-known slang, which is mainly used to describe the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River. It is indeed so. Hangzhou in August is full of greenery and flowers, just like a paradise on earth, especially the West Lake area. In the words of He Yuzhu, it is so green that it is lawless, and so beautiful that it is boundless.

However, the best time to visit West Lake is on a misty and rainy day. It is said that there is a hazy beauty. But today there is neither mist nor rain, and of course, no sun either. Walking leisurely under the clouds can also be intoxicating.

The green willow branches on the shore are swaying in the wind. This is the famous scenic spot "Willow Waves and Singing Orioles". Two beautifully dressed girls are wandering among them, sometimes chasing each other, sometimes laughing, so happy!

He Yuzhu followed them all the way and used his camera to capture their fleeting beauty.

Crossing the long bridge, it is the sunset of Leifeng Pagoda again. Looking at the tall tower on the mountain full of vicissitudes of life, He Yuzhu is filled with emotion. Leifeng Pagoda, what a legendary name! Bai Suzhen, if I call you, will you dare to answer?

"Haha~"

He Yuzhu, who was caught in fantasy, laughed subconsciously.

"Why are you laughing so foolishly!" Zhu Lin asked in confusion.

He Yuzhu asked: "Do you know the story of the Legend of the White Snake?"

"Yes, I know. It's always sung in operas, but in our place it's called the Legend of White Snake. It tells the story of a white snake who cultivated herself into a human being. But in order to repay her gratitude, she stayed in the human world, married her benefactor, and went through all kinds of hardships before finally achieving her goal!" There are many operas and stories in the south. As a southerner, Li Zhuyun has a special say.

"Correct!"

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "The white snake was pressed under this Leifeng Pagoda. But it is said that after she attained enlightenment, the Bodhisattva reshaped her golden body for her, so the shed snake body was not taken away, but remained here!"

"They are just legends, but you really believe them!" Zhu Lin teased.

"Haha, I plan to make it up and adapt it into a script. I've even thought of a name for it. It's called The Legend of the New White Snake. I'll let you play the White Snake then!"

"Great, Sister Linlin is so beautiful, she is definitely suitable for the role!" Li Zhuyun said excitedly.

"Come on, I'm just worried he can't write it!"

"Haha~"

The two women doubled over with laughter.

"You look down on me, don't you?" He Yuzhu said with a sly smile, "Believe it or not, I can write a theme song right now!"

"You write it! If you can write it, I will dare to act it out. Who is afraid of who?"

"Hey, I'm going to compete with you today. I'll be angry with anyone who tries to stop me!" After saying that, He Yuzhu took out a work book and a pen from his bag, then leaned on the bridge railing and began to think.

“Doudou, lala, swoosh, si…doudou, lala, swoosh, si…”

"It's over, Brother He has gone crazy!" Li Zhuyun said with a smile.

"Ignore him, let's go take pictures on the Broken Bridge!"

"It's going to be a long detour. What should Brother He do?"

What a shame!

Zhu Lin reluctantly patted He Yuzhu who was in deep thought: "We are going to the Broken Bridge, are you going or not?"

He Yuzhu didn't even look up, and waved his hand casually, saying, "Go, go!"

"Virtue, I don't care about you!"

Not long after the two of them left, He Yuzhu had copied all the music, including "Bai Suzhen Under the Qingcheng Mountain" and "Du Qing". He then bought a flute from the mall. Now he had everything ready, except for showing off.

"Boatman~"

He waved his hand, and the wooden boat that had just reached the shore came over. A few young men jumped off the boat first. When the boat was empty, He Yuzhu walked on. Before he could sit down, he heard a voice from the shore.

“Ma Yun, take us to Jingci Temple!”

"Let's go then!"

He Yuzhu stood up suddenly and looked at the young men's backs as they walked away. He was extremely shocked. What the hell, could it be such a coincidence that I ran into Jack Ma?

Boss, do you want to catch up and confirm it?

After struggling for a while, He Yuzhu thought, forget it, Lao Ma is only a teenager now, what can he do? He still has more than ten years to become famous, and it won't be too late to invest in him by then!

On the other hand, Zhu Lin and Li Zhuyun were traveling along the route of the Ten Scenic Spots of West Lake. They skipped Nanping Evening Bell as it was not the time. They also skipped Three Pools Mirroring the Moon because they had to take a boat and He Yuzhu was not there. They walked all the way from Su Causeway, stopping here and there, and excitedly took a few photos when they saw good scenery. When they arrived at Broken Bridge in the Snow, their legs were so tired that they felt weak.

At this moment, a cruise ship slowly approached. He Yuzhu stood at the bow of the boat with one hand on his back and the other hand on his flute. When everything was almost ready, he took the flute and started to play it softly.

The light and melodious flute sound instantly attracted many people. Zhu Lin and Li Zhuyun looked over when they heard the sound. Oh my god, who is that person? He looks so familiar!

"It's Brother He. He can also play the flute. It sounds so beautiful!" Li Zhuyun clapped her hands in applause.

When the cruise ship docked, He Yuzhu stretched out his hands to greet it: "Why are you still standing there? Come on up quickly!"

"Okay, okay!"

Li Zhuyun jumped onto the boat first. Zhu Lin was wearing a skirt and had difficulty moving, so she had to ask He Yuzhu to follow.

After the two of them stood firm, He Yuzhu began to show off: "How's the song? It's not bad!"

"It's more than just okay, Brother He, you're really awesome!" Li Zhuyun acted like a little fangirl.

"Okay, stop praising him, or his tail will be up in the air!"

Zhu Lin knew her man's talent. He could play the erhu so well, so what was the big deal about playing the flute?

"Brother He, is this really the song you wrote?"

"Of course!"

"What's the name of that!"

“Isn’t “Bai Suzhen Under the Qingcheng Mountain” unique in artistic conception?”

"Yeah!" Li Zhuyun nodded continuously like a chicken eating rice.

"Where is the score you wrote? Let me see it!" Zhu Lin also liked this song very much. She had already made up her mind that she would play it on the piano when she returned home.

He Yuzhu took out the draft, and the two women went straight into the hold to study it.