Chapter 582: The old man was beaten and the young man came
The onlookers burst into laughter.
"Old Ma, you are cheating again!"
"Hahaha, I am anxious."
"Old Ma loves to be impatient. Who was it last time? Come on, break the defense of the old horse.”
Many of the onlookers knew Uncle Ma, they were all acquaintances, and they started teasing him.
Uncle Ma scratched his neck and said: "That was my carelessness. You did it on purpose. You hid your strength in the first round and failed to win."
Uncle Ma is actually a master. If you lose, Those few times, I encountered masters who ruined the situation. They were all national masters, and no one took them seriously when they lost.
With Lao Ma’s level, he is often invited to perform in programs.
But a young man suddenly appeared and immediately confused Lao Ma, and everyone became interested.
It doesn't matter if others beat the old horse. Those people are also quite old, but this young man looks very young at first glance.
Although his face is covered, you can tell by looking at his white hands that he is definitely not that old.
Xu Nuo took a look at the hat. It was estimated to be dozens of dollars. Today’s meal has been earned, so I might as well play with Uncle Ma.
"Then uncle, let's continue?"
Uncle Ma was mumbling, and when he heard this, his movements paused.
"I'm not in good condition today."
Xu Nuo said cheerfully: "Then you lose. From now on, this park will be under my control."
Uncle Ma exploded when he heard this, " Who? Who loses! I'm not in the right state!"
"Hahaha, I'm being tough again!"
"Hey, I'm so old, I'm competing with a young man! .”
The words of the onlookers made Uncle Ma blush.
"I'm not in my best condition today, just wait, I'll ask my apprentice to come over and compete with you!" Uncle Ma said, taking out his cell phone.
"Xiao Zhang, come to Gusu Park quickly! That's right, right now, ten minutes!"
Xu Nuo laughed dumbly, this is swaying people.
But others beat the younger one to bring the old one, and he beat the old one to the younger one.
After hanging up the phone, Uncle Ma said proudly, "Boy, my apprentice is a real master. I taught him. It's not too late for you to give in now!"
Xu Nuo smiled, "Come on, I'll let you do it today. Apprentice, open your eyes!"
Uncle Ma was not annoyed and patted Xu Nuo on the shoulder, "Young man, just play it. My apprentice's name is Zhang Tinglan, a famous erhu master. You can ask about it."
The name Zhang Tinglan is indeed well-known in the Erhu world, like thunder, and Xu Nuo has also heard of this person.
"Uncle, is it true or not, is Master Zhang still your disciple?"
Uncle Ma stroked his beard proudly, "Boy, you are afraid. If you are afraid, you can quickly admit defeat. I will ask her to show mercy later."
Xu Nuo shook his head, "That won't work, I still have to ask Master Zhang for advice. I'm asking for advice."
Uncle Ma smiled and said, "Young man has a good sense, and it won't be unfair if you lose for a while."
"Oh. "Oh, you're talking back." Uncle Ma was happy, "My apprentice won the second prize in the Beijing Erhu Invitational Competition. If he hadn't been young, he would have been in the top three."
Uncle Ma began to brag about his proud disciple.
The Erhu Invitational Competition is equivalent to the Oscars in the Erhu world. The threshold for entry is high. Uncle Ma’s apprentice was able to get fourth place. He is indeed a master among masters.
"Young man, Lao Ma usually likes to brag, but his apprentice is really extraordinary!"
"Hahaha, we are so lucky. We usually want to listen to Xiaolan playing the erhu. It’s even more difficult.”
Xu Nuo also became interested, “I’ll definitely have to experience it, so I can gain some experience.”
"Hey, you kid just won't give up." Uncle Ma pointed at him.
Xu Nuo thought about it for a while and asked: "Uncle Ma, is your name Ma Shaohui?"
Uncle Ma laughed loudly, "Yes, I didn't expect you to be quite discerning. Ah!”
Ma Shaohui stroked his beard and looked proud. He has been in the park for so many years, and what he likes most is when he is recognized.
“I have admired your name for a long time, and I have heard many seniors mention you.” Xu Nuo bowed his hand.
He is really not being polite. Ma Shaohui is one of the representatives of the southern style of erhu, and he was also a prominent figure back then.
And Xu Nuo has some connection with him.
Ma Shaohui also graduated from Shanghai University of Communication, and is an old acquaintance with Zheng Guangming.
Ma Shaohui’s favorite disciple Zhang Tinglan also graduated from Shanghai Media University.
This is a huge coincidence.
The audience in the live broadcast room was a little confused when they heard the name, "Who is Ma Shaohui?"
"I have never heard of it!"
"Who is Zhang Tinglan?"
“It seems to have touched my knowledge blind spot.”
Netizens began to search for the names of these two people.
As soon as the search results came out, everyone became even more excited, "Okay, okay, you've deceived your master and destroyed your ancestors with your promise!"
"Hahaha, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the half-hearted uncle is also a person from the Shanghai Media University. . ”
“It’s so funny, I’ve already seen how angry the uncle is.”
Someone searched Zhang Tinglan again, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
“Brothers, this Zhang Tinglan is amazing!”
"What? He has three heads and six arms?"
"No, no, no, let's not talk about the level. Do you know what Zhang Tinglan's nickname is?"
"What's it called? ?”
“Lin Daiyu in the Erhu world!”
“Damn, she looks good”
"That's necessary, a real beauty."
As soon as they heard that Zhang Tinglan was very good-looking, the LSPs immediately became anxious, "Director, let the cameraman come closer!" "It's too far away, look. Unclear!”
The cameraman received the instruction and found a high place to take a clear picture.
Xu Nuo and Ma Shaohui disagreed with each other. While they were bickering, Uncle Ma's apprentice Zhang Tinglan came.
"Master, did you lose again?"
Xu Nuo looked up and saw a beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties, maybe forty at most, looking at Ma Shaohui helplessly.
Ma Shaohui puffed his beard and glared, "I didn't lose! I'm not in a good condition today, so I want you to teach this kid a lesson."
Zhang Tinglan put her hand on her forehead, "Master, you have to How old are you and still competing with children?"
Promise: "..."
Well, I am already a child.
The audience in the live broadcast room burst out laughing.
“Okay, okay, the promises made in my twenties have become a child.”
“Sister is so gentle!”
“So beautiful! Such a good temperament ! ”
"As expected of Erhu Lin Daiyu, this temperament is amazing."
"Sister, I also want to be a child."
Ma Shaohui straightened his back, "Boy, my apprentice is here. Why don't you give in quickly! "
Xu Nuo stood up and said, "Teacher Zhang, I have long admired my name."
Zhang Tinglan looked at him and shook his hand, "Hello, have you heard of me? ?”
"Who doesn't know Teacher Zhang's name? By the way, my surname is Xu, you can just call me Xiao Xu."
Ma Shaohui was angry, "Boy, you never introduced yourself before, but now my apprentice is here. Just an introduction, what do you mean?"
Xiu Nuo: "You didn't ask either?"
"Then my apprentice didn't ask either!" Ma Shaohui was not convinced.
Zhang Tinglan patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, Master, why are you fighting with the child."
Xu Nuo scratched his head: "Well, I'm not a child."
Zhang Tinglan smiled sweetly, "Okay, Xiao Xu."
"Quickly, let him see your strength!" Ma Shaohui couldn't wait to give the erhu to Zhang Tinglan.
Zhang Tinglan took over the erhu, "Xiao Xu, my master has such a temper. The older he gets, the more like a child. Don't mind."
Xu Nuo waved his hand, "No, Ma The uncle is quite cute.”
The audience laughed.
Ma Shaohui was not happy, "How can you talk? I'm seventy or eighty years old, and I'm still cute, am I right?"
"It's really cute." Some viewers snickered and agreed.
Ma Shaohui suddenly became anxious, "Who? Who said that? Come out and compete!"
Uncle Ma held his hands in a showy manner, "Come over and compete?"
"Ahem, we don't dare. If you hit me with this punch, you will have to pay at least one hundred thousand."
Ma Shaohui became even more anxious, "Old Zhang, don't you be such a weirdo! Your level of playing erhu is as good as It’s like sawing wood!”
“Hey, you can’t compare to this young man!”
Ma Shaohui puffed his beard and glared, urging his apprentice to hurry up.
"Xiao Xu, you go first." Zhang Tinglan sat down quietly, she didn't want to bully the young people.
It's just that the master is getting older and younger, so she can't help it.
“It’s so gentle, sister, Fanfan!”
“I like it, it’s so beautiful.”
The more lsps look at it, the more they like it.
Xu Nuo nodded, "Then I will show my shame!"
"Hey, you have indeed made a fool of yourself. Let my apprentice give you some pointers. Maybe there will be a chance to improve." Ma Shaohui hummed proudly.
Xu promised not to be as knowledgeable as him, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, "This song is called "Two Springs Reflect the Moon.""
"Hey, you are useless even if you are three springs. "
Xu Nuo said something, and Ma Shaohui followed up and even started teasing him.
“Master.” Zhang Tinglan was helpless.
"Okay, I won't say anything." Ma Shaohui raised his eyebrows with a smug look on his face.
Xu Nuo closed her eyes and pondered for a while.
The previous "Tomb of Infatuation" is just an adapted song, not a classic. "Return to Dreams" is just the theme song of the game, but "Er Quan Ying Yue" is different.
For people who don’t pay much attention to the erhu, "Er Quan Ying Yue" may be the only song they know.
This song is really famous.
"The Moon Reflected in Two Springs" was circulated in the 1940s and 1950s, and its author Hua Yanjun was also known as Blind Man Bing.
This man is quite legendary. He had a rough life. He was a Taoist priest, but unfortunately he got into bad habits. He smoked cigarettes and visited prostitutes all day long. In the end, he lost his eyesight and was reduced to a street performer to make a living.
In 1950, in order to preserve folk music, the Central Conservatory of Music recorded the song "Two Springs Reflect the Moon" for Abing.
This piece of music was preserved because only a few months later, the blind man A Bing died of illness.
This song is also his last song.
I promised to choose this song out of respect for Zhang Tinglan. I played "The Most Dazzling National Style" just for fun. It would not be appropriate to play it in front of a master.
Forget it about Ma Shaohui, he is an old naughty boy, but Zhang Tinglan is a real master.
Xu Nuo closed her eyes and pulled her right hand.
Ma Shaohui didn’t take it seriously, but Zhang Tinglan listened carefully.
(End of this chapter)