don't call me singer

Chapter 395 A Song for the King
Gu Xiaobai didn't want to sing, because he knew that Uncle Blind only had time for one song.

The time of the last song.

At the end of the song, people dispersed.

He grabbed the blind uncle's hand and did not let go, his eyes just stared at him tightly, and he didn't want to leave for a moment.

On the stage, Cai Jie, as the host, felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, but he didn't think too much about it.

He was just happy to see the blind uncle and the little moth.

He has a high regard for such musicians and singers whose skills are so superb that they are almost transcendent, even beyond imagination.

No matter who you are or what industry you are in, as long as your achievements far exceed those of your peers, you will definitely be able to win respect.

An oil seller can be written into an article, and his name will be passed down through the ages, let alone others.

As for this blind uncle, he knew it from the cheers right now.

Many people have honored him as the Drum God!

With the body of a blind person, he danced the amazing Liujian drumming, which shocked the world and gave many people a new understanding of drumming.

I really don't know where Xiaobai dug out this kind of musician.

And such musicians should appear on the stage more often.

He stepped forward and wanted to shake hands with the blind uncle, but he was a blind man, and he couldn't see his outstretched hand at all, so it was a bit impossible to hold this hand.

He wanted to interview Uncle Blind, but he found that the three people on the stage didn't seem to notice the others at all.

Xiao Mozi and Gu Xiaobai held the blind uncle from left to right, like a pair of children, looking at the blind uncle with tears in their eyes.

"Good boy, don't be sad, Uncle Blind has already been satisfied." Uncle Blind said.

Cai Jie was taken aback, what happened?
But he knew it was time for him to step down.

So he didn't say anything, just nodded to Gu Xiaobai, walked to the side of the stage, and left the stage to three people, one old, two young.

In the center of the stage, the blind uncle took off the two drums on his back, put them in front of him, and stroked them gently.

Gu Xiaobai sat down opposite Uncle Blind, tears already flowing freely.

The two sat facing each other, and the little moth sat next to him, holding Gu Xiaobai's clothes corner with one hand, but leaning his head lightly on the blind uncle's arms.

Blind Uncle stretched out his hand and stroked Gu Xiaobai's face lightly, as if he wanted to keep his face in his heart forever.

On the stage, the three figures seemed to form a group of sculptures.

Off the stage, thousands of people were silent, waiting quietly for Gu Xiaobai's performance.

Finally, Gu Xiaobai's drum sounded.

The drums beat every time, playing a simple rhythm.

Then Gu Xiaobai's slightly hoarse voice sounded:

"Please become a good figure, the world is plagued by ignorance and darkness, and the virtuous and virtuous! The master has no virtuous, like a blind man without a form, what a fool.

Please Bucky, listen carefully, because you are too stupid to specialize in your own work and die.The Lord avoids Gou Sheng, and the ministers Mo Jian will encounter disaster..."

Off the stage, everyone was taken aback.

Another song I haven't heard before!

And this form...

Quaint, simple and pure.

There is a charm that has surpassed the form, making this song seem to travel through time and space, through the universe, and come from ancient times.

It's like the ancient sages are singing.

Off the stage, Fu Zhongdong was stunned for a moment, and asked Fu Han beside him: "What song is this?"

"This is Cheng Xiang Pian..." Fu Han explained: "Cheng Xiang Pian is the originator of Chinese rap music. Xiang is a rhythm instrument. Before the appearance of bamboo boards, folk rap artists used this instrument to beat the beat. of."

For most people, not many people have heard of "Cheng Xiang Zhang".But as long as music professionals who have learned about the history of music, they must be familiar with "Cheng Xiang Pian".

Not to mention that Xunzi was a great thinker and philosopher in ancient my country, and he was the proponent and proponent of the "evil nature theory". The letter from Dongyuan University's Department of Philosophy is very familiar with this passage.

"What is this talking about?" Fu Zhongdong asked again.

"What this paragraph says is that I hope the king is wise, listen to advice more, and don't be arbitrary and domineering to rejoice..."

Fu Zhongdong nodded repeatedly, and said, "This is good, this is good..."

For a big man like him, this song seems to have other meanings.

On the stage, Gu Xiaobai continued to sing:

"On the faults of ministers, against their actions, respect the lord and protect the country and uphold righteousness. Refuse to advise and pretend to be wrong, and if you are foolish, you will bring disaster to the same country.

What do you mean?The country is more private than Zhou, and the party and the government are more generous.The virtuous far away are slanderous near, and the loyal ministers cover up the fortress.

What do you call a virtuous person?Ming emperors and ministers can respect the Lord and love the people.Listen to me sincerely, the world is a sea of ​​domestic guests.

The evil of the Lord, slander others, and the virtuous fled the country.If you are stupid, you will be stupid, and if you are dark, you will become Jie. "

"This paragraph is about how to examine the faults of the courtiers. The courtiers should dare to speak out, not to cover up their faults, and blindly agree with the monarch's remarks, otherwise the country will definitely suffer..."

Fu Zhongdong said with emotion: "That's really good, we have to let our middle and senior management listen to it when we go back..."

Off the stage, most of the people present today are big figures in the cultural world, and they also get together in twos and threes, discussing and criticizing in a low voice.

In the middle and back row, Elder Zou sat there, shaking his head and listening.

This kid, why did he come up with a brand new song!
Hey, photoshoot!
Can this kind of masterpiece handed down from generation to generation be restored and staged?

What else is impossible?

On the stage, Gu Xiaobai looked at Uncle Blind with tears in his eyes.

Uncle Blind, did you hear that?

I heard everything you said to me before you fell off the cliff.

I will definitely become a wise monarch, stay away from treacherous men, and stay close to virtuous ministers.

I will definitely not act recklessly, fish and meat people.

I will definitely not let the encounter between you and Fei Peng happen again.

I already know your deep meaning.

Blind Uncle sat across from Gu Xiaobai, suddenly stretched out his hand, and joined the drumming movement.

The little moth was beside him, snuggling up to the blind uncle, humming softly.

Two drums and three people are like a meaningful picture scroll.

The four hands of Gu Xiaobai and Blind Uncle moved across the drums, they beat both drums at the same time, but the sound of the drums was not chaotic at all.

The two people help each other cut and mute the sound, the rhythm is interspersed, and the sound of the drums changes. There are only two drums but the effect of countless drums.

Occasionally, two people raise their hands and clap their hands. The palms and backs of the two or four hands meet in the air, making a clapping sound, like a high-five oath, which enriches the timbre of the drum.

If Uncle Blind is the God of Drumming, Gu Xiaobai, a disciple, has already reached the peak of perfection.

The people off the stage, staring at the four hands of the two people, listening to the drums and singing, were reluctant to blink their eyes.

Many people actually saw Blind Uncle and Gu Xiaobai playing drums for the first time.

It turns out that the skill has reached the extreme, and it is such a beauty!
Ultimate beauty!

The two drums are comparable to thousands of musical instruments!
How old is this kid? It's amazing!
At some point, Gu Xiaobai also closed his eyes.

In fact, his tears had already blurred his eyes, and he couldn't see anything. His voice was hoarse, filled with endless sadness.

The camera moves forward slowly, and the three people are included in the frame.

On the stage, the smiling blind uncle, the tearful Gu Xiaobai, the little bird and the little moth.

This is not the atmosphere of winning the championship, but it brings the whole scene into emotion.

Listening and listening, I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a heat in the corner of my eyes, and a drop of tears ran across my cheeks, dripping dust.

A song is the song of the king, how can I send you home.

　Let’s change it in the morning... I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and ran to write two chapters...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)