"Hanguan Tangyue, what a name!" The violin maker exclaimed, "It's so majestic. It's worth it for my instrument to have such a name."

The violin maker He Tianlei turned around, took out the carving knife, and said: "Please wait a moment, I will carve your name on it right now..."

After saying that, He Tianlei said with regret: "It would be great if I could hire a famous calligrapher. Although I have been practicing calligraphy since I was a child, my calligraphy master said that my calligraphy is too craftsmanship... and I am afraid that I will disgrace this good piano. But that's it.

It doesn’t matter, you can stay for a while, and when I come to adjust and maintain this piano for you, I will replace it with a better side plate. Then I will find a famous expert, so there will be no delay..."

Gu Xiaobai smiled and said: "There is no need to look for famous people, I can do it myself."

Gu Xiaobai had participated in both the Qianghan Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty, the two most glorious eras in Chinese history.

During the Han Dynasty, he was the god of war who fought at the border.

In the Tang Dynasty, he was a poet who picked stars and chanted to the moon.

Who else is more suitable for this name than himself?

I think back then, Gu Xiaobai needed an old professor to inscribe a folding fan on it.

But now Xiaobai has been a member of the royal family for several generations, and is either a member of the royal family or a peerless talent. His attainments in calligraphy may have surpassed many so-called famous artists.

He raised his hand, and with a flash of cold light, he saw a long knife appearing in his hand.

The sword flashed, wood chips flew into the air, and in the blink of an eye, the words "Hanguan" appeared on the side board.

The long sword has a single blade, with the word "hanguan" in it. It enters the wood steeply and sharply, and the entire side board is almost invisible, hard and cold, with murderous intent.

The sharp strokes are like cold blades, and even the edges have a hint of murderous intent. Just looking at them seems to hurt.

Everyone next to me: "..."

Where did this kid hide a knife?

Why does it always turn out to be a knife when asked to change?

Gu Xiaobai sheathed his sword and looked at the word "Han Guan". He was very satisfied and laughed twice, high-spirited and high-spirited.

Then he raised his hand again, holding a long sword.

The sword flashed.

The tip of the sword was light and erratic, gently passing over the side plate, and the words "Tang Yue" appeared behind Hanguan.

The long sword has sharp edges on both sides, and the word is light and elegant, just like the breeze passing by, the moonlight shining down, and the fragrance of flowers blowing on the face.

After carving these two words, Gu Xiaobai stopped and looked at it again, nodded with satisfaction, put the long sword into the sheath, and then flicked it back slightly, and the long sword was hidden somewhere.

Everyone looked even more dull.

What?

Doesn't this kid just have a sword hidden on him?

"Where did it come from? Where did it come from?" Wang Haixia rushed up and touched Gu Xiaobai's body, "Woooooooooo, I want to learn!"

So handsome, so handsome!

If I learn this trick, will I still worry about being single?

When he was on stage before, Gu Xiaobai was at least wearing performance clothes.

Where is Gu Xiaobai hiding now?

Where Xiaobai's weapons are hidden is a mystery that 306 will never be able to solve.

Not to mention 306, even the police officers have never been able to search you.

Not to mention Wang Haixia, even the barrage was already going crazy at this time.

"Damn it! Did I see it wrong just now?"

"Is this really not the world of martial arts? Did I get up in the morning and go to the wrong world?"

"So handsome! Oooh, ooh, ooh, you can actually do this kind of thing!"

"Just this one talent will last me a lifetime! This calligraphy...although I don't understand it, I think it's so handsome! And it's carved with a sword..."

Next to it, a photographer stepped forward and took a close-up of those four words.

Everyone looked at the completely different "Hanguan" and "Tangyue" and took a few breaths of cold air.

Then the text on the barrage flew: "Just looking at these few words, why do you feel that Xiaobai has already learned the guzheng?"

"Same, Xiaobai has already learned the guzheng, let's change it to another one!"

"It's time to change the instrument for Xiaobai!"

I was shocked just by watching the video, let alone seeing it live.

He Tianlei stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and gently touched the knife marks and sword marks. He touched it, and suddenly he couldn't help but sighed and said: "I'm old, I'm old... No wonder we people, one

None of them can even eat...I'm old...I'm really old..."

What does it mean that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead?

The musical instrument boss next to him said: "Teacher Xiaobai, we have heard before that you are a master of musical instrument production and restoration of ancient musical instruments. The bell and drum piano you made can be called the king of musical instruments... However, there were always some dissatisfactions before.

...Oh, now I really see it."

Gu Xiaobai was very embarrassed when he was praised.

I just wrote two words, why are you talking about making musical instruments...

Am I not cheating?

The real challenge begins now.

Gu Xiaobai lowered his head and looked at "Hanguan Tangyue".

This guzheng once carried a heavy history and the heavy fate of a family of master violin makers.

Looking from above, on the bottom board, under the dark paint, you can vaguely see the knots and scars, each one like a struggling soul condensed on it.

It is like a dull horse on the outside, but in fact it is a fierce horse that travels thousands of miles every day. It looks ordinary, but it is unruly in its bones.

Carving a name on it does not mean surrendering to it.

Later, Gu Xiaobai will take it on stage.

The most important thing is whether the musical instrument can produce good sound.

Gu Xiaobai stretched out his hand and gently plucked the strings.

A ding-ding-dong-dong sound sounded.

The strings of the guzheng are arranged according to the "five degrees of mutual generation" Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu.

Converted to simplified notation, it is 12356, the most traditional pentatonic mode in China.

Modulations and semitones are all produced by "fretting", that is, pressing the left side of the string and tightening the string to raise the pitch of the string to produce a semitone.

Therefore, 21 strings can reach exactly four octaves, from 1, which is four octaves lower, to 1, which is four octaves higher.

And precisely because the rhythm of the guzheng is pentatonic, no matter how the guzheng is plucked, it sounds particularly good.

No matter what, the sound is harmonious.

"To play guzheng, you also need to wear a pair of armor. I have a pair of tortoise shell armor here. You can try to see if it fits. If not, I will help you correct it now..." Master He Tianlei turned around and took out another one.

Here comes the little box.

Tortoiseshell is a kind of sea turtle and an extremely valuable organic gemstone.

Today, the tortoiseshell is a very rare creature.

"My tortoiseshell piece was given to my father by a cousin in Nanyang many years ago. Only when people who really know how to play the piano come to buy a piano from me will I give one as a gift. Over the years, I haven't had any in total.

I gave away a few sets as gifts. This piece of tortoise shell has been used by my generation, and there is still such a big piece..."

The old man babbled while holding Gu Xiaobai's palm, measured it on Gu Xiaobai's fingers, carefully polished the concave lines on the armor, then wrapped Xiaobai's armor around it, and said to Gu Xiaobai.

Bai said: "Try again!"

Gu Xiaobai stretched out his hand and flicked the strings.
Chapter completed!