The White Woman comes from the allusion "Meiji Monsters", and her full name is White-haired Hashihime. According to legend, during the Heian period, a harem girl fell in love with Seimei-sama in the Yin-Yang Room, and she thought so hard that her hair turned white.
Unable to fall in love, the girl finally committed suicide by jumping from the bridge into the water. If a man crosses the bridge at night, he will be led into the water and drowned. If a woman crosses the bridge, she will pull him and throw herself into the river together.
In order to commemorate her (who knows why), a teahouse string master in the Heian period composed lyrics and music. Initially, this piece of music was just to express longing, and the performer and the audience expressed their feelings to each other.
It was not until the Edo period that another musician adapted it, adding licentious language, and the song was titled "White Woman", which continues to the present day.
At that time, this song was unparalleled in geisha houses, and the term "Hashihime" has also changed. It no longer refers to the infatuated female ghost, but generally refers to the geisha who sells herself to customers at the bridge head.
Don't tell me, no matter what the thing is, as long as it is related to art, it will be sold more expensively.
This song has many meanings.
It’s really surprising that Senmei Painting used it as a competition song.
First of all, as the eldest lady of a noble family, it is very inappropriate to perform this piece of music. Secondly, this is a live competition for the whole of Tokyo and even Japan, and a considerable number of the audience will know this piece of music.
"It's too much fun," Itakura swallowed nervously.
From the bottom of his heart, he really wanted to close the channel, but at this time, the ratings were already skyrocketing, and many people had already seen that closing it now would be a self-inflicted defeat. Moreover, many fans came here for Yuxian Zhisheng, and he
After a day of broadcasting, the signal was lost before we could see his face clearly, which must have aroused the resentment of fans.
You are in a dilemma, you are riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off.
Itakura decided to wait for news and see what Dongda Art Group would ask him to do.
However, looking at Yu Xian's naive expression, it seems that he doesn't know the meaning of this piece of music, but he listens to it very seriously.
I have to say that the temperament of Sammi's paintings is very good.
The gorgeous twelve-piece long dress set off her grace and elegance, and her elegant face was silhouetted clearly in the sun.
Her legs were slightly apart, and the body of the cello was tilted toward her right. The thick back was leaning against her chest, squeezing her slightly bulging chest, and the neck of the cello was in line with her plain white neck.
Damn, it's like two swans crossing their necks in the lake.
The slender fingers with distinct joints pull the strings with the bow.
The sound of the piano is dull and rapid, like the waves rolling under the bright moon.
She slowly opened her lowered eyes, her gaze resting on Yu Xian's childish body, and the sound of the piano changed with her heartstrings. The sound of the piano was light and graceful, like a banshee wrapped in gauze stepping on her feet.
Water comes.
Yu Xian was fascinated.
He held his chin up, as if he saw the lonely and beautiful girl on the bridge, smiling and waving to him.
This is the charm of the cello.
As a bass instrument, its tone is calm and low, not as melodious and loud as the violin.
Similarly, in terms of audience, there are not as many people who like cello as there are violinists. In fact, it can be seen from the Starlight Awards alone. There are a total of 200 students from ten colleges, but there are only a few cello players.
five.
Few are willing to learn, and even fewer can become famous.
Therefore, Sammi Hua can become the ace of Class S in the Central District with just her cello, and she also holds the 30th place in the player list, which is enough to prove her top-level musical instrument prowess.
If you play the cello well, you will be more powerful than the violin.
Especially in terms of emotion, the unique melody of the cello can perfectly express the emotion of the piece.
Just like this moment.
All viewers watching the channel were drawn into a dream by the sound of piano played by Sammi.
The sorrow is tactful and expressed from the bottom of one's heart.
The woman standing on the bridge was thinking about the person in her dream day and night, and she prayed hard but couldn't get it.
"It's very good." Yuxian Zhisheng praised in his heart.
At first, he was a little confused and didn't know why the other party chose a T4-level song for the competition, but now it sounds like the level of the song is no longer important, and the rich emotions in it are very exciting.
Moreover, this piece of music is very close to the ears and can be easily listened to. It is not like some complicated classical music that requires understanding to be understood.
The whole story is beautiful and sad, making him sink into it unconsciously.
This is a very advanced performance.
The music transcends the music itself and rises to new heights in the hands of the performer.
Three minutes...
Six minutes...
The sound of the piano is still flying in the sunshine.
Slowly, slowly, the tune changed again.
There was an ambiguous and crimson atmosphere, with birds surrounding me.
This made the people in front of the TV, including Yu Xian's ears pricked up, subconsciously have an idea in their minds: 'Is this something I can listen to for free?'
Sweat broke out on Sen Meihua's forehead and her cheeks were flushed. Her clear eyes were filled with the autumn wind and sea waves as she stared at the quiet Yu Xian.
At this moment, everything disappeared.
Houses disappeared from the streets.
Mountains, rivers, seas and lakes disappeared from the earth's surface.
The sky and the earth collapsed from the universe.
Only a pure white halo of light and a completely silent space enveloped the two people.
The cello also has another role.
That is talking.
...
Central District, Dongda Art Group.
Sawano Kazuki's mouth opened in shock, and he turned back to look at Owada Mitsuhisa: "What exactly do you want to do with the Mori paintings under your hands?"
Can this be played in competitions?
Your girl is a serious young lady, not some geisha from Fengyue Tower!
Yu Bao also goes to competitions seriously, not just a libertine who just sings along.
This is an art performance competition open to all of Japan, let alone a late-night premium channel.
"I don't know!" Mitsuhisa Owada wiped the sweat desperately, "I told you before, that girl has a very strong personality, and I usually can't control her. As long as she decides it, she must have her reasons."
"The reason is to show love?" Sawano Kazuki's lips trembled.
Yu Bao is in a very critical period of growth. If scandals spread at this time, it is difficult to tell whether it will have an impact on him, especially those mother fans who are extremely controlling and do not want their children to fall in love so early.
Just for a moment, his cell phone was about to explode.
With Rina Ryoko's petty mind, she definitely wouldn't be able to stand this.
"No, it can't be a show of love, Sawano, maybe we're overthinking it." Mitsuhisa Owada said solemnly, "There is no distinction between high and low music, what's wrong with expressing emotions? Isn't this what a performer must have!"
"But the expression can't be so explicit!" Sawano Kazuki said loudly, "If she likes Yu Bao, can't she do it in private? Why must she choose such a big place?"
Then he looked at Chairman Katsuo Fukuzawa: "What should we do now? Should we turn off the channel?"
