that touch of blue

Chapter 41

"It's really an exceptionally gorgeous performance, isn't it, Huadi." The gorgeous uncle habitually touched the mole at the corner of his eye. He really wanted to continue listening, but how could he let outsiders like them listen to it? Well, if you want to listen, it's also when the two of you are alone, let her play it to yourself, maybe the piano and the erhu are a very gorgeous combination, no, it must be a gorgeous combination.

"Wushi!" The answer was louder than usual.

Sensing that everyone was looking at her, Zhanlan turned her head to her elder brother who came back to his senses, Sanada nodded: "Atobe, it's not too early, let's leave, Xiaolan's body has just recovered, how long does it take?" rest."

"That's right, Atobe, let's go." Renzu glanced at Zhanlan worriedly, her injury was just healed, and she really should have a good rest.

"Yeah." Atobe nodded in agreement.

"Let's go too." Fuji said with a smile.

"Yeah." Tezuka stood up.

"Hey, sister with blue eyes, see you tomorrow meow." Kikumaru waved his big hand, fearing that Zhanlan would not see him.

"See you tomorrow, Kikumaru-kun." Zhan Lan nodded with a smile.

"Hey, no, no, the blue-eyed sister wants to call me Eiji, Eiji." Kikumaru shook her head unwillingly, the blue-eyed sister is called Heidei's Akutagawa and the others, and she must call her own name too.

"Yes, Eiji, see you tomorrow." Unable to resist Kikumaru, Zhanlan nodded helplessly.

"Well, well, Xiao Lanlan, see you tomorrow!" Kikumaru ran away excitedly.

"Sister Lanlan, the show is very exciting. It seems that Sister Lanlan's singing will make people fall asleep, but it will make everyone very excited." Fuji still said with a smile, Yu Tai stood beside his brother, He unanimously echoed his brother's point of view.

"Thank you, Brother Xiong." Zhanlan seemed to be used to this address, and Fuer Zhouzhu also seemed to be used to it.

"Then, we'll see you tomorrow, bye-bye." Qian also pulled Xiaojin and waved to Zhanlan.

"bye." The boy tugged at his hat, then turned his head, "Hey, the performance just now was wonderful."

"Huh? You can finally speak something other than madamadadane." Zhanlan asked curiously. After meeting this jerk a few times, every time she didn't speak, she said madamadadane.

"Cut." The drag boy lowered his hat and left without looking back.

"Let's go too, Atobe." Shinozu looked at Echizen deflated, and smiled, "Lanlan, it's really exciting."

"Thank you, I'm leaving, see you tomorrow." Zhanlan waved her hand and left behind Sanada.

Looking at the back of Zhanlan leaving, Shinobu patted Atobe's shoulder, the old man had already sunk completely, Atobe patted Shinobu's hand on his shoulder with his hand: "Don't look at it with such an unglamorous expression. Follow me, my lord."

"Ci Lang, Yue Ren, let's go."

"Sister Lanlan, the performance just now was wonderful." Walking in the gradually quiet street, without the hustle and bustle of the day, Yukimura looked at Zhanlan walking on his left, "Especially that song, it's very nice, it's a Chinese folk song Bar."

"Yeah." Zhan Lan nodded, "Brother Yukimura has a lot of research on this?"

"I've read books on this topic before." Yukimura smiled.

"Erhu originated from a minority in ancient northern China. It used to be called Huqin, but it was renamed Erhu in modern times." Liu took out his notebook from his trouser pocket.

"Well, that's right. Erhu was once called Huqin or Nanhu. It has a beautiful sound and strong expressive force. It is one of the main stringed instruments in China. , all play an important role." Zhan Lan nodded in agreement.

"Then what was the first song played by Sister Lanlan? It feels so sad." Niwang curled his pigtails.

"The first piece is the famous Chinese song "The Moon Reflected on Two Springs", which is the representative work of A Bing. He was already blind when he composed this piece. A friend of A Bing once described that when he played "The Moon Reflected on Two Springs" The scene: heavy snow fell like goose feathers, and the park opposite was piled up beyond recognition with rubble and rubble. The sad and mournful sound of the erhu came from the street... I saw a disheveled old woman holding a small bamboo pole A blind man came from east to west on the park road. Under the dim light, I vaguely recognized A Bing and his wife. A Bing held a small bamboo pole on his right side, carried a pipa on his back, and hung an erhu on his left shoulder. Babbling and humming, in the whirling and frenzied snow, it makes a shrill and curling sound. You can hear the miserable life experience of the creator from this piece of music; the second piece is "Horse Racing" , at the Naadam Conference in Inner Mongolia, the wide grassland, galloping horses, and happy herdsmen, you can feel a thriving scene. And the last song is the first time I learned the complete song when I first mastered the erhu The tune is the Jiangsu folk song "What a Jasmine Flower"." Zhan Lan replied.

"It's amazing, Sister Lanlan knows so much." Marui secretly touched the erhu held by Sanada. Such a simple instrument can produce such beautiful music. The Chinese are really amazing.

"To play a song well, you must first understand its background and artistic conception, so that you can understand the author's mood when writing this song, and then you can play this song well." Zhan Lan replied with a smile.

"Then, Sister Lanlan, the last song you sang is very nice, can you sing it again?" Kirihara scratched his kelp head, the first time he saw her was by the tennis court, she flew up The feet made him tremble with fear; the second time he saw her was in a dessert shop, she was inside and he was outside, and he saw her staring at the minister intently, thinking that she, like other girls, was attracted to the minister, and intentionally The minister should pay attention to it; the third time I saw her was in the ward, lying pale on the hospital bed; the fourth time I saw her was in the final match, when she lost to Qingxue, I didn't expect her to use this Ways to comfort himself; this time, he showed a side he had never seen before, and his beautiful singing voice was like the sounds of nature.

"Really? I'm still wondering why you guys didn't fall asleep." Zhan Lan smiled.

"Aka also understands music." Marui made a "click", and the bubble burst.

"Senior!!" Kirihara blushed slightly and looked at Marui Bunta who was having a great time blowing bubbles.

"Sister Lan Lan just sing it again to satisfy Chi." Liu Sheng raised his glasses.

Seeing Kirihara being ridiculed by the seniors, and seeing his blushing face, Zhan Lan covered her mouth and laughed: "Kirihara-kun, you are really Li Hai's treasure."

"Hey, Sister Lanlan, please call us by our name, don't call me Mr. Mr., it's so strange." Marui said dissatisfiedly,

"Uh... oh, good. Bunta." Enthusiasm, really enthusiasm, from Kansai to Kanto, from Tokyo to Kanagawa, everywhere people are so enthusiastic, it seems that if there is a chance, she will go to Kyushu, Maybe someone more enthusiastic can be found.

"Sister Lanlan should call us by our names too." The white-haired fox leaned over and put a big face in front of Zhanlan.

"Mr. Renwang, the moonlight is very good today, don't miss it." Zhan Lan casually moved towards Xingcun, pointing to the bright night sky.

"Sister Lanlan is really stingy. She is only called by Wen Tai's name, but she still addresses us with respect. Isn't Sister Lanlan too out of touch?" the white-haired fox said without giving up.

"Trouble." Zhanlan finally explained the reason.

"Why?" Calling names will be troublesome?This is something they never expected.

"Which one of you here doesn't have a huge support group, if I call my name directly, then the spit of your support group will drown me, I am still very interested in this world, I don't want to die young. " Zhanlan explained slowly.

Well?They never thought about this aspect, Sanada glanced at his sister, her face was calm, her left hand supported his right arm: "What are you talking about?" Sanada frowned dissatisfied.

"Brother, I want to eat barbecue." Zhanlan didn't respond to his brother's words, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and pointed to the smoking barbecue at the roadside stall.

"Hungry?" Although Sanada asked, he walked towards the stall involuntarily.

"Midnight snack, midnight snack." Zhanlan held a full disposable lunch box and ate carefully to avoid dripping the soup on the kimono, "I know my brother doesn't like it very much, so I will share it with Bunta and Kirihara-kun." Let's go." As he spoke, he handed the lunch box to Marui and Kirihara, whose Harazi had already flowed into a long river.

"We're not welcome." The quartet, yes, indeed four voices, Zhanlan turned around, not only Marui, Kirihara, but even Nioh and Kuwahara held bamboo sticks in their hands.

Kirihara, who was headed by kelp, touched his hair with the hand that didn't hold the barbecue skewer, and said blushingly, "Thank you Lanlan sister. You, you can call me Chi, I, I don't have a support group."

Zhanlan smiled slightly, looked at her greasy hands, and was about to take a tissue from the backpack behind her, but found that she was wearing a kimono today without a backpack, and when she was feeling annoyed, a slender hand handed over a pack of paper, Zhanlan raised her head Apparently, the owner of the hand was Yukimura, he looked at himself with a smile, Zhanlan stretched out his hand and took the paper towel, tore open the connection, the fragrance of jasmine came out, Zhanlan took out a piece of paper, and gently closed it, The scent of jasmine is not so strong, it just spreads lightly on the hands.When handing it back again, she stroked her fingertips with thin calluses. Zhanlan was startled by the high temperature. Looking up, the young man smiled gracefully. It seemed that it wasn't his problem, could it be her own problem, but she No fever?Zhanlan shook her head, smiled, found a trash can, and threw away the used tissues in her hand.