"I don't really understand poetry.”
Lin Tian waved his hand humbly.
As soon as he said this.
The audience, who were originally expecting Lin Tian to say something shocking, shook their heads in disappointment.
However, it was also true that he was only a young man in his early twenties.
But there were so many bright spots.
And he even knew how to appreciate poems?
This was a little difficult for others.
"But…"
"Can I use other ways to express the word Sumuzha?”
As he spoke, Lin Tian looked at the guzheng displayed in the exhibition area.
It was not strange to see a zither in the exhibition area of the National Style Plan.
As Lin Tian stood up, many people also opened up a passage with suspicious expressions.
What was he doing?
Teacher Li, Teacher Wang, and Teacher Zhang stared at Lin Tian's back and looked at each other, not knowing what he was going to do.
Sabei Ning recalled Lin Tian's previous words,"Use other ways to express yourself? Don't tell me…I'm going to use a zither?"
Guzheng was folk music, and Sumuzhe also referred to folk music.
This made sense.
However, how should he express it?
"Point the camera at him!"
Although Sabening didn't know, he still reminded her softly.
The photographer seemed to have woken up from a dream. He quickly moved the camera and was ready to shoot at any time.
"He went to get the guzheng!"
"What does he want?"
"Play the zither? Appreciate it with the zither? It's quite like his way…"
"As expected, the way a genius thinks is different from others!”
……
When everyone saw Lin Tian coming back with the guzheng, a relaxed smile appeared on their faces.
When he returned to his seat.
The surroundings quieted down.
No one knew what Lin Tian was going to do, but everyone stretched their necks and widened their eyes, afraid that they would miss every detail.
"Lin Tian, what are you doing?" Sabening smiled when he saw him sitting down.”
"I'm not as cultured as Teacher Li Guoshan. I can't say so many amazing words and appreciation. I learned the guzheng since I was young and have a certain understanding of folk music culture.”
"You just asked me what I understand about the name Su Muzhe.”
"Then I'll tell you now."
"I've already composed it into a song and filled in the lyrics.”
……
As soon as he finished speaking.
The ground exploded!
Damn it!
What did we hear?
Composed into songs, filled into lyrics?
Improvisation? In front of so many people? Are you kidding me?
Sabening was also very surprised. However, when he saw Lin Tian's serious expression, he quickly smiled and said,
"I look forward to your performance."
Although Lin Tian's sudden performance surprised him, it was definitely an outstanding material.
In the next moment.
Lin Tian's slender fingers held the zither. Soon, the sound of the zither came.
Melodious and distant.
As the music continued, ten seconds, twenty seconds, gradually, a new world opened up in everyone's minds.
It was a clear and distant autumn scenery with blue sky and white clouds, rippling blue waves.
" Thin sweat and light clothes embellish this landscape painting."
"The languid and slender hands are called Luo Yang Zhi Gui"
Lin Tian's magnetic voice sounded. The moment the words came out, it matched with the zither's sound, achieving a seamless fusion.
It was perfect.
Sabening's eyes widened.
He originally thought that it was just a joke, but he did not expect that he had underestimated Lin Tian's talent!
The three teachers were stunned!
Splashing ink on mountains and rivers, Luo Yang paper expensive?
You're throwing the meaning of Sumuzha's words into the song!
You're telling me that you don't have amazing talent?
Your words are making our faces burn!
The audience was still in a daze.
Really?
As the guzheng melody rose and fell, a beautiful landscape gradually appeared in front of everyone.
Someone closed his eyes, as if he could see the wild geese in the sky.
It was as if he could hear the gentle autumn wind blowing by his ears.
It was as if he could smell the ripe wild fruits of autumn.
Teacher Li Guoshan muttered to himself," The autumn scenery is rippling, and the waves are green with cold smoke."”
This concept could only be understood, but it was completely described by Lin Tian with a simple melody.
Great talent!
This young man was not simple!
He wasn't just composing a piece of music, but he mixed the meaning of the lyrics and used the melody of the zither to perfectly present it.
To be able to do this, he could definitely be called a genius!
"This is awesome!"
Teacher Wang slapped his thigh in excitement.
He had seen many outstanding young musicians, but most of them were superficial. They were only good at melody and technique, not charm.
However, Lin Tian's performance brought out the charm of the song poem, turning it into a landscape painting. It was too amazing!
The entire place was silent. Everyone was shocked.
They finally understood why Lin Tian was so popular. It was not without reason.
However, the music continued.
"The zither sounds regretful for no reason
Wins a line of tears
To be honest, your heart is not beautiful
Day and night, the water flows eastward
I miss you and hate you
When will it begin to rest?
Half the river's trust, half the river's sorrow."
It was completely different from the first half. The first half used a popular singing style to open up the situation.
Now that the popularity had ended, the chorus was sung in an ancient style that he was best at, and it gave the audience goosebumps!!!
Xia Ning stared with her beautiful eyes wide open. Oh my god, it was fine to compose a song and lyrics, but she had to endure the artistic conception, and she could actually present it in a dramatic manner?？？
This…
Xia Ning found that she was at a loss for words. At this moment, she couldn't use words to describe Lin Tian.
The cameramen's hands trembled as they looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock and surprise.
Oh my god.
This guy…
Was it really improvisation?
Wasn't this too godly?
The three teachers were so shocked that they could not speak. Their souls were hooked by the guzheng.
Lin Tian's acting tone was like a lark's, sweet and pleasant to the ear. It was a thousand turns, and there was also a girlish charm to it, making people's hearts flutter!
What was a master?
This was what a master should be called!
Every word entered their hearts and connected with each other. It was sharp but not harsh. The comfortable tone opened everyone's hearts.
What a good Sumuzhe!
What a good folk music!
Teacher Li Guoshan sighed." I'm alone in the Bright Moon Restaurant. When the wine enters my heart, it will turn into tears of longing! This is the Sumuzhe in my heart!”
"In ancient times, there were seven steps to compose a poem. Today, there are seven seconds to compose a song.”
"There has never been anyone like this before."
"Lin Tian, oh Lin Tian, I'm impressed by you!”
This always arrogant teacher Li Guoshan finally expressed his deep respect for Lin Tian.
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