221、It's not arty
Qian Duoduo didn't have a good impression of the Academy of Arts.
Most of the girls who study art are dirty and alternative, film, television, dance, etc., which are a bit enchanting.
In short, it’s just the kind of bright light that the otaku can’t hold back.
Of course, it may also be because of subconscious envy of art majors who are good at letting go of themselves, so they are instinctively a little away from it.
To avoid becoming more and more dull and mediocre in your life.
But now Qian Duoduo just wants to urgently know what instrument and what music it is.
While it seemed like he had just stopped inside, he wiped the wet marks on his face and walked around the bungalow to the front door.
As a result, I just walked around the front and walked into this row of old houses similar to gardens, and heard a new playing in that corner.
In the attitude of not having money, Qian Duoduo quickly accelerated a few steps and pounced over, sat obediently in front of the doors of the row of rooms, adjusted a few times, aimed at the familiar sound of playing just now, and sat on the railing seats like a garden corridor, as serious as a primary school student going out for a spring outing.
But the artist's ideas are completely different. The playing started this time was completely different from the ones that were a few minutes ago.
If the musical instruments I played before, the feeling of giving money to Duoduo was melodious. Even if there were various emotions in front and behind, it always felt like flying proudly between the world and the mountains and rivers. The overall feeling was a laugh from the sea and the surging tides on both sides of the shore.
Now from the first burst, the entire music is so nervous that it makes people breathless!
Too strong golden swords and iron horses!
Qian Duoduo even heard the violent fierceness and bloodiness!
Strong! Explosion!
Even if there are fine and rapid transition notes, the overall one is the strong and strong body of fighting spirit!
Even if there are changes in importance and priority, it is actually a foil for those powerful notes in chaos!
Even if I relax occasionally, I feel a little scary and full of clouds!
Because of some pauses, Qian Duoduo even heard some sword lights and sabers hidden in his sleeves with a smile hidden in his smile!
So I hid the knife in my smile and had some gentle hypocrisy!
Then there is the irritable mess, as cruel as the world war is endless!
All the beauty that Qian Duoduo just felt before was overturned, leaving behind a cruel, complex and changeable world!
Oh my God, what kind of music is this!
A junior student in the School of Architecture sat on the cemented garden railing seat, with his hands on his knees as he was stunned.
It can be said that he was immersed in the sound of playing, or it can be said that he was shocked by the world presented by music.
He was a bit self-pitying and a little bit of love-breaking, and he was somewhat willing to let himself remember.
It all seems ridiculous in front of the world shown by these playing!
What is that little emotion?
Look at them, this must be a classical music and classical instrument. For hundreds or thousands of years, people have been able to express these emotions by playing!
You can even explain the principles of life in the music and express the spiritual power!
In the face of such music, Qian Duoduo feels so small!
This strong feeling is even more distinct than when he faces the vast and endless starry sky.
Because the universe is endless, a fact that a three-year-old child knows, at this moment, Qian Duoduo finally understood that the spiritual world can be so vast.
The emotions that you are entangled in a relationship or longing are so small in the spiritual world.
This kind of emotion can also be amplified into a song of love, love, but does Zhao Xiaoya hope she will do this?
She had such a relationship with herself in order to immerse herself in the future life, sadness and longing?
Didn’t she hope that she could make more efforts to repay society?
Qian Duoduo sat there and suddenly started a storm of criticism and self-criticism towards himself, and his mind was a little confused.
At this time, the red painted door opened, and a girl came out, and she must have been shocked by the boy sitting one or two meters away from outside. The big black bag on her back touched the door, making a dull sound. She felt so distressed that she quickly turned her hand and stroking it hard on the big black bag.
The movement is like a piece of meat falling on the ground and picking it up immediately will not be dirty, and it will not be harmful if it blows, touches and collides?
Qian Duoduo was also awakened by the movement. He looked up and saw it and quickly stood up: "I'm sorry! I'll ask, are you playing just now? What kind of musical instrument is this and what kind of music it is!"
Perhaps Qian Duoduo's straight-calming eyes scared the girl. The girl who looked gentle and quiet was quite vigilant and closed the door tightly and then stepped back: "What are you doing!"
Qian Duoduo was just fascinated by the music played by the music. Now he felt the other person's emotions. He was a little man who had been in love and had lost love. He quickly stopped and reduced his threat: "I am a student from the school and came to find someone, but by chance I heard the song you played outside. It was just a melodious song that should have been ten minutes ago, and the song that was very intense and warlike just now. I want to ask what it is. I have never heard such a good song!"
This time, Qian Duoduo was obviously too shameless again, which made the girl directly doubt his motives. She quickly turned around and left with a sarcastic smile on her face, but before leaving, she left the answer: "Come on the little kids, have you never heard of "Spring River Moon Night" and "Ten Sides Ambush"?"
Then quickly turn around the corner of the building in front and disappear.
Qian Duoduo raised his voice: "Where is the musical instrument? What's the name!"
He could see a big butt thing in the black bag, but Qian Duoduo never had the chance to understand the instrument. Just like if you ask a girl what is the difference between turbocharger and mechanical supercharger, he would not make the girl's mistake.
But it also shows that this girl is prone to immersed in her own music world without caring about foreign affairs.
Two words came from the corner: "Also pretend?"
Then there was no sound.
Qian Duoduo did not chase after him and asked. Knowing the name of the song probably solved the problem. Moreover, these two names are too prominent. A three-year-old child should have heard these two words, especially "The Ambush on Ten". At this moment, Qian Duoduo was simply interpreting a scene based on the sound of the playing.
He followed the original road back to the road. The already sunny river view made Qian Duoduo feel much happier. He seemed to have found a good medicine and go buy a CD and a CD Walkman later!
Poor Qian Duoduo remembers the configuration of listening to music when he was a child, and almost forgot that everyone now has a mobile phone and headphones to listen to music.
Oh yes, he has never bought a new phone, so of course he has no way to talk about listening to music with headphones.
As for what the instrument is, it will be done in a few minutes.
Yangjin’s dance teacher nodded affirmatively: “Pipa! It is definitely a pipa. No matter what you describe, or the typical solo instruments in “Spring River Moon Night” and “Ten Sides Ambush”, they are all pipas, which can be called the king of plucking. Why? Unexpectedly, our famous student role model of Jiangda suddenly burst into talent for music cells? Are you interested in coming to our Art Academy to target poverty alleviation!”
The dance teacher in his thirties is very dignified and has a real bun. At first glance, he looks like Zhao Xiaoya's body with flat shoulders and straight waist. Qian Duoduo was relieved, but the other party was too cheerful to talk about it. He is very familiar with Qian Duoduo, a student of Jiangda's recent trend.
Qian Duoduo had already turned his mind to the audio-visual supply store, but he still pointed to Yangjin, who was stretching his legs with a group of girls, and asked seriously: "I just wanted to ask, we sent this child to learn dance. The dance training I imagined should be very elegant. I don't understand it very much, so I just talked about my feelings, why... why..."
The kind-eyed dance teacher actually played a puzzle: "Since you are an outstanding student, you can still understand the feelings contained in the moonlit night of the spring river. I think you won't wear tinted glasses for dance art. You can experience it yourself. I think this will be more useful for you to improve your artistic cultivation and appreciation. In addition, Yangjin is a good seedling."
Qian Duoduo no longer said anything like this teacher. He nodded and agreed to think about it. He saw that all the slim girls were still more used to the factory buildings where boys piled up, and was eager to find the feeling of playing the pipa solo. Thanks to the teacher for teaching and training, he really wanted to say goodbye like a parent of a student.
When I passed the brick and tile bungalow again, I came close to the thief and listened, but there was no sound. I asked the school worker next to the building gatehouse and said that it was the training classroom for the instrumental music major of the Art Academy.
Qian Duoduo found that he was easy to admire professionals.
Just like the kind of art-like attitude of many rich bosses.
Is this also because the family has money?
Chapter completed!