I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 412 He Has Nothing To Say
"Bahe..." Ye Qing repeated the name lightly in his mouth, and continued:

"That kid is from the Beer Country, and he is good at organ and clavichord. I probably met that kid in the church of the Weimar court, where he worked as an organist at the time."

He remembered some big organ pieces and cantatas the boy had composed.

Most of Bahena's children's music is related to religion, including some cantata creations, which are also based on religious themes.

"When it comes to the child, I have to say that the cantata he created is very memorable."

"Cantata?"

"what is this?"

Everyone looked at the old man suspiciously, this was the first time they had heard of the word cantata.

What kind of music is a cantata?
Why haven't they heard of it?
Even Yixing was a little confused, what is this cantata?

Music too?

"This cantata is a large-scale vocal divertimento. It originated in Italy, became popular in the country of beer, and later evolved into solo, duet and chorus works."

"Is that the concert kind?"

"No, the concert is equivalent to an oratorio. The movement is not as long as the cantata, but has a dramatic structure and plot. The content is more epic and structural than the oratorio."

Ye Qing shook his head when he heard Yixing's words.

He hasn't listened to cantata after Bach, and he doesn't know if there are any performances of this cantata.

Otherwise he can let these children listen to the difference between the two pieces of music.

"For this cantata, old man, I can only give you a general idea. This cantata is an important musical genre in the Baroque period. I don't remember exactly what tune it is. I only remember that it has religious It can be both lyrical and dramatic. It is said that there are also small solo ones and large ones, but the old man, I have only listened to it in the period of Bach."

Ye Qing shrugged when he said the last sentence.

He is not familiar with this cantata either.

After all, this style is a large-scale divertimento when he listens to it, but he just thinks it sounds good, and has no intention of learning it.

"So this kind of music doesn't necessarily still exist?"

Yixing was very interested in the cantata told by the old man, but when he heard that the old man only heard it when he was in Bahe, he felt a little pity in his heart.

The music culture born in the Baroque period, for a musician, why would he not want to listen to it.

It’s just that many cultures have disappeared in the changing circumstances of the times. I’m afraid this cantata has also disappeared.

"I really don't know about this old man, because I haven't heard of it in church since the child of Bahe passed away, but the book I gave you seems to have a cantata created by the child of Bahe, you can ask Ask if anyone else has any."

"Well, I'll ask when I have time."

Hearing what the old man said, he nodded eagerly.

At the same time, he also set the direction of the object of inquiry in his mind.

Since the genre of this cantata is related to religion, rather than not knowing who to ask, he might as well ask the singers in the church directly.

"Actually, there's nothing to say about the boy He, he seems to be born for music, he doesn't have the fancy things like other musicians, and all his thoughts are on creating music. I've only listened to the old man in the first half of his life. the music that was created."

Ye Qing thought about it in his mind for a long time, but he didn't think of other things about Ba He.

The correspondence between them seemed to consist of nothing but music.

From the letter, it can be seen that the child is very serious about music. Apart from music, the child seems to have no interest in anything else.

"Yixing, you can read He's music score as soon as you get it today. If you have any questions, you can ask me in time. Although I haven't heard your music, old man, I still have hope for your music. But you kid, remember to do music seriously, and I hope you don't do those fancy things."

"Don't worry, old man, I will definitely make music seriously, and I will definitely not get involved in the fancy things you said."

Hearing what the old man said, Yixing nodded very seriously.

He will definitely make music well and live up to the old man's hopes for him.

"But old man, let me tell you first. I will ask too many questions. Don't bother me. After all, it is my first time to try a large-scale trap, and I am not very familiar with the organ."

"Old man, I'm afraid that you are not familiar with it and you are embarrassed to ask. Later, you will go to the mountain with me. There are some musical instruments there. You can try to get familiar with it there."

"Do you still have an instrument?"

After hearing the old man's words, several people looked at the old man suspiciously.

Why didn't they see that the old man had a musical instrument?
Have they ever been in the house on the mountain? Isn’t it full of books? Are all those books donated?
"I hear how strange you are asking this question. Although I don't play music anymore, I have played music before anyway. Why don't I have any musical instruments?"

Ye Qing was speechless about this question.

How knowledgeable he is, what does he have?

He didn't even have a musical instrument, how could he say he was proficient in everything?
After all, these children's clever brains have degenerated again.

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed when they saw the old man looking at everyone as if he was mentally retarded.

"Who do you children look down on? When I was playing musical instruments, old man, you were not even born yet, yet you still dare to question me."

"Haha, this tone is really similar."

"I have to say that this question is really stupid. Since the old man has already said to take Yixing to the mountains, there must be musical instruments. The old man never speaks falsely."

"I believe that even if the old man says that there are rockets or missiles on his mountain, I will have no doubts."

"The old man's home is the place where all the precious things are concentrated, that's right. But is the old man's mountain the pocket of Doraemon? I don't even think about how that thing could appear on the mountain. You can't be punished if you let the villagers see it." Scared to death, if that thing blows up, our old man will be gone too."

"Hey, just kidding, what are you really doing?"

……

"Speaking of this musical instrument, Yixing, I will give you a piano, old man, and it's best to move it out within two days."

"Give me a piano?" Yixing was slightly taken aback when he heard the words.

"The piano is in my room. Before you guys came, old man, I liked to play music before going to bed for a while. I can come out free."

When Ye Qing thought of his own idea, he felt that he was smart and nodded.

At that time, he wanted to play the piano at night, so he moved the piano down from the mountain.

But now, the piano does occupy a bit of space in the bedroom, and it is just right for Yixing, who can also use the vacant space to put an easel. Since he drew the swan picture, his addiction to painting has also come up.

(End of this chapter)