Xie Yuanming's eyes lit up when he looked at He Yunxi, and he also looked at him vaguely.
"Did you write the poem Tangli Jianxue?" Xie Yuanming asked.
"No, someone else." He Yunxi said.
"who?"
"I don't know either. Anyway, in my memory, it was written by someone else." He Yunxi confessed.
She said this, but Xie Yuanming didn't think so. He felt that He Yunxi was young and famous, and he didn't want to have more aura around him.
Such young people are rare.
"You said that if I play the piano with you, you would accept Jiaojiao as your apprentice?" He Yunxi asked.
"yes."
"Master Xie, what do you think of the other children in my family?" He Yunxi asked.
"What are you doing? You don't want me to take them all in, do you?" Xie Yuanming glared at her, "Are you just taking in cabbage as a disciple?"
"Da Baicai is not as worry-free and smart as my younger brothers and sisters." He Yunxi said.
"If you beat me, I'll give it up, how about that?"
He Yunxi shook his head, "I definitely can't compare to you."
Xie Yuanming's eyes widened: "Are you admitting defeat before even competing?"
He Yunxi glared back: "Look how old you are, how old I am, and how good your attainments are at the zheng? You asked me to beat you, are you sure you're not just dreaming?"
He Yunxi felt that Xie Yuanming was deliberately making things difficult for him, so his questioning was justified.
Xie Yuanming has never been so cruel to a woman. To be precise, no one has ever been so cruel to him. But what He Yunxi said was right, and he could not refute it.
But if he just accepted a few little guys, what would he become?
He Yunxi also knew that it was not easy for him to accept disciples, so he said: "I didn't ask you to accept them immediately. You just give them a chance to test them. If you are satisfied, you accept them. How about it?"
"You can have this," Xie Yuanming said, "but I want you to use all your strength to play the piano with me."
"Okay." He Yunxi agreed, "You haven't recovered from your illness yet. How about we change the date?"
"What should I change? Right now." Xie Yuanming said, "Don't tell me I'm much better. Even if I'm going to die, I can still play."
"Okay, as long as you are happy." He Yunxi responded.
Xie Yuanming: "..." She is really a realistic woman, which makes her happy. She even got this honorific title.
"Uncle Xie, I only have a zheng, how can I fight with it?"
Xie Yuanming: "One tune, one person plays two songs."
"Can."
Xie Yuanming gave her the guzheng: "You come first."
"It's better if I come first, lest I hear you play later and I won't be able to play anymore."
He Yunxi is very self-aware. She plays the guzheng well, but that is compared with ordinary people. A contemporary master like Xie Yuanming, with her level, how dare she provoke others.
He Yunxi played a piece of music that was used for exams in her previous life, not because she liked it very much, but because she remembered it very well because it had been used for exams back then.
When Xie Yuanming heard it, why was it another piece of music he had never heard?
After He Yunxi finished playing, he played a piece of music. It was also not a difficult piece, but it sounded just as good when he played it. Moreover, with the same piano, he wanted to play it with more charm.
It's He Yunxi's turn again.
He Yunxi played another song, but it was still something he had never heard before.
Xie Yuanming was confused now, "Yuanhe Trilogy, can you do it?"
"Won't."
"Where is Jiang Nanyu?"
"No." He Yunxi said, "I don't have those popular songs in my head."
"Then how did you learn?"
"I don't know!" He Yunxi said, "I don't have it in my memory."
Xie Yuanming: "..." Then this zheng can't be fought!
He Yunxi now feels that the original owner's amnesia is a good and universal excuse.
"How many songs can you play?"
"a lot of."
"Choose the one you find most difficult and play it."
"Then it's over?"
"What else? I haven't heard any of your music before. I don't want to fight with you. I just want to listen to you play."
"Okay. As long as you are happy, anything is fine." He Yunxi said with a smile.
She waved her hands back and forth on the strings twice, and then started playing again. Different from the relatively weak piece just now, the song "Fighting Typhoon" she played was majestic, and the fierce momentum rushed towards her face, making everyone inside and outside the room be swept away.
Shocked.
After He Yunxi's song ended, no one recovered from the momentum.
"What a song! What a song!" Xie Yuanming jumped out of bed excitedly and clapped his hands excitedly on the spot, "You can play such a difficult song. It seems that you are quite accomplished in guzheng."
"Thank you so much for the compliment, uncle."
"I feel the fierce fighting spirit in it. What is the name of your song? What is it about?" Xie Yuanming asked.
He Yunxi couldn't tell him that this expressed the fighting spirit of the working class, so he said: "This is a war song dedicated to the soldiers."
"Okay! Okay!" Xie Yuanming said, "Can you give me this piece of music?"
"Okay. I have a lot of songs. Uncle Xie, do you want to listen?" He Yunxi asked.
"Is there anything else like this?"
"Yes, but the same song won't sound so good to you now. How about I change the style of the song for you?" He Yunxi said.
"OK!"
The corners of He Yunxi's lips raised, she played lightly with her bare hands, and the faint tune slipped from her fingertips.
What she played this time was the famous guzheng song "Fishing Boats Sing Evening", which was one of her favorite songs in her previous life. Now when she played it, she seemed to see herself and the old man busy in the medicine field again.
"Fishing Boat Sings Evening" and Zhan Taifeng are two completely opposite styles. The previous song was fast and majestic, but now this song is soothing and crisp, which calms down the blood that was surging before.
He Yunxi saw Xie Yuanming's intoxicated look, and the smile on his lips deepened.
The famous songs from the past life can't win over you, a person who loves the instrument as much as his life?
After finishing a song, Xie Yuanming felt that his whole being had been sublimated.
Seeing that he was deep in thought, He Yunxi did not bother him. He glanced at Lu Yan and the two of them exited the room. Unexpectedly, they saw Pei Yuan standing in the yard when they went out.
He Yunxi and Lu Yan were both a little surprised: "Master, when did you come back?"
"Before you play those two pieces of music," Pei Yuan said, "your two pieces of music are very good."
One song expresses the momentum of the soldiers to protect their homes and the country, and the other song describes the peaceful life of the people.
As a general, Pei Yuan felt deeply about these two.
He Yunxi smiled happily when he praised him so seriously: "Master, it's hard for you to come back all the way? Go and have a rest first, and I'll cook two dishes for you."
"Okay." Pei Yuan nodded and said to Lu Yan, who planned to go together: "Accompany me to meet Brother Xie."
Lu Yan didn't know why Pei Yuan let him go, but he went in anyway.