don't call me singer

Chapter 1431 Reconstruction of Qingshan Suona School
Under the big locust tree, the leaves are already falling.

A short, ugly boy held a suona and played the song "Wangshan", which made people die.

Beside, the old man was even more teary-eyed.

Suona, a musical instrument, has long been divided into two factions: the folk school and the academic school.

Any kind of musical instrument, any kind of music must serve the soil and water of one side and the people of one side.

The combination of the suona and the yellow river and the yellow land is closer than other musical instruments.

For a long time, the development of suona among the people was more vigorous and vigorous than that in the academy and temples.

Wandering among the countryside, among the red and white happy events, the suona craftsmen integrated their own pain and joy, joy and sorrow into the small reed whistle, into the eight holes, and the "Hundred Birds Chaofeng" was born. ", "Dazao" and other exceptionally excellent folk music.

Where there are peasants, there is suona.

Whether you are happy or sad, brag about it!

In the 60s and [-]s of the last century, a large number of folk artists were invited to join the official academic song and dance troupe, which led to a large exchange and integration of folk and academy.

From now on, the two factions are no longer distinct.

You have me I have you.

Then, all kinds of tunes emerged.

But Gu Xiaobai had never heard of this song.

Such an excellent piece of music has never been circulated.

Because, the creator of this song has guilt and regret in his heart.

He walked out of the yellow land and brought the sound of the yellow land to the vast world.

But he turned his back on the land that gave birth and raised him.

Until his death, he failed to get the understanding of his father and brother.

This song "Wangshan", which combines folk and academic techniques and features, has since become a heavy mountain on the heart of the old man.

As long as he blows it up, he will be heartbroken, so he has never been taken out again.

But today, he heard this song from a young man!

At the end of the song, the old man was already in tears.

It turned out that they all heard it!
Turns out they all remembered...

After a long time, he raised his head and asked Cao Baodong, "You called me uncle just now? Qingshan is your master?"

"Yes, uncle." Cao Baodong nodded.

"Your master... is he okay?" The old man became excited.

"My master...has passed away for three years..." Cao Baodong lowered his head.

This was the first time he talked about his master's death in front of others.

Gu Xiaobai's three songs made him cry heartbroken on stage.

It also made him finally accept a reality.

That means Master will never come back.

Hearing what Cao Baodong said, the old man staggered a step, and a young man beside him quickly stepped forward to support him, helping him to sit down.

Cao Baodong also quickly walked up to the old man and looked at him worriedly.

"You are Brother Dadongzi!" Beside, Xiaobao who had been listening for a long time shouted loudly, looking at Cao Baodong with adoring eyes.

"Son, is your surname Cao? Are you from Cao's Village?"

"En." Cao Baodong nodded.

"How did you find me?" the old man asked, and then complained and blamed himself: "Oh, what are you talking about now, kid, why didn't you come to me earlier... let's go home! "

After speaking, he stood up and wanted to take Cao Baodong home.

This time I got up too violently, and sat down again.

The people next to him came to help him, he waved his hand and said, "Hey, I forgot, these are all your friends."

"Hi, old man, I'm Gu Xiaobai." Gu Xiaobai nodded.

"I know you..." Seeing Gu Xiaobai who took off his mask, even the old man was stunned for a while, then pointed to Gu Xiaobai and said, "How could you..."

There are really not many people who don't know Gu Xiaobai now.

"I'm a friend of Dadongzi." Gu Xiaobai said.

"Hey, good, good. Let's go home together..." The old man was very happy and waved his hands.

"Grandpa Wangshan, give me the key, and I'll watch the door for you!" Xiaobao came over and stretched out his hand.

Hey, the clever ghost!Next to him, Lao Wang couldn't laugh or cry, and then stepped forward and said, "Come on, you can't entertain so many people, let's go back together."

While walking, the old man asked Cao Baodong.

"Has your master never been married?"

"What happened to his school?"

In the words, he is actually very familiar with Cao Qingshan's affairs.

All these years, maybe he is still secretly asking people for news from afar.

After asking about Cao Qingshan's news, he began to ask about Cao Baodong's situation.

Hearing what happened to Cao Baodong in these years, the old man shed tears again.

"Son, why didn't you come to me earlier... Come on, come on, from today onwards, you will live with the uncle, the uncle will support you to go to school, and the uncle will support you to marry a wife..."

Holding Cao Baodong's hand, the old man seemed to put all his guilt and longing on Cao Baodong, looking at his expression, it was full of kindness.

"Master, I don't need you to pay for my education, I should honor you! I have a lot of money now!" Cao Baodong said.

"Hey, good boy, good boy..." The old man began to cry again, "But what kind of money do you make in your family...study hard! Play the suona now, why don't you study hard? If you don't study hard, you will lose money later How can I find a wife..."

The first time he saw Cao Baodong, the old man became worried.

Why is this child so ugly, I need to worry about it in the future!

Listening to the conversation between the old and the young, Gu Xiaobai blinked, then turned his head away.

There is an unspeakable envy and relief in my heart.

After all, Dadongzi still has such a spiritual comfort in this world.

The lost things seem to be partly returned by God.

For Cao Baodong, this may be the greatest happiness in the world.

The old man's house is a typical old and dilapidated house, with very old solid wood furniture, low rooms, and poor lighting.

A group of people entered the room, almost unable to stand up.

Seeing that there were more and more people at the door, Gu Xiaobai knew that he couldn't stay longer, so he said, "Old man, we are here this time to invite you out of the mountain."

"Ask me to come out of the mountain?" The old man was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled wryly, "I haven't played the suona for almost ten years...I'm old, I can't play it anymore!"

"I don't want to ask you to play the suona." Gu Xiaobai said, "I want to re-run the 'Qingshan Suona School' of the old man Qingshan." Seeing what the old man wanted to say, Gu Xiaobai said: "You don't have to worry about it. , as long as you can teach the students a thing or two, they will benefit for life. This should also be the wish of the old man Qingshan."

"This..." the old man hesitated, "I...what else can I teach others? After so many years, my methods are already outdated..."

"Not old, not old at all, Grandpa Wangshan, you teach well, my grandpa, my Suona teacher can't do it either!" Beside, Xiaobao said loudly.

Gu Xiaobai gave Xiaobao an approving look, which immediately made Xiaobao's face flush with excitement.

The old man looked at the hopeful gazes of those around him, then turned his head to look at Cao Baodong beside him, and said hesitantly, "I...shall I try?"

(End of this chapter)