"This Ling Feiyang’s martial arts and ingenuity are all good. He is outstanding among the young players and should still be here in Ouyang Ke!" Huang Yaoshi praised in his heart and immediately said, "Ling Shaoxia won the first game!"
Chapter 13 Blue Ocean Tide VS Western Percussion
"My second question is to ask two good nephews to comment on the old man playing a piece of music!" Huang Yaoshi said, "Please each break a bamboo branch and beat my flute to see who plays well will win the second game!"
Ling Feiyang and Ouyang Ke each folded a bamboo branch and sat cross-legged on the ground. Huang Yaoshi put the jade flute on his lips and blew it faintly. There was no difference between ordinary people blowing a flute and playing it.
Ouyang Ke pretends to be charming and very proficient in music. He believes that this victory is in his hands, and he is confident in his heart. Therefore, it is a mistake to beat the bamboo branches.
Ouyang Ke knocked for a while, but she heard the sound of knocking on her side with the same rhythm!
"It turns out that this Ling Feiyang is also familiar with temperament. I have previously underestimated him!" Ouyang Ke immediately accepted the contempt and continued to knock with rapt attention
Ling Feiyang was, after all, a student of the Film Academy. Although he knew almost nothing about culture classes, he learned very well in music classes. "To be a good actor, you must know how to sing in concerts. Nowadays, many popular actors are mostly film and television songs." Ling Feiyang is very clear about this. He has spent a lot of time on his music, including pop beauty, folk music opera and jazz rock.
Huang Yaoshi’s "Blue Ocean Tide Song" naturally belongs to national music, which plays the flute sound of the ebb and flow scene in the vast sea, and it is as gentle as the sea is calm and Wan Li waves; Sometimes it’s urgent and intense, just like the sea Hong Tao is surging, the waves are overwhelming, the fish jumps, the whales float in the sky and the gulls fly to the bottom of the sea, but it’s an undercurrent, and the tunes are constantly changing, which makes the listeners immersed in it.
Huang Yaoshi was listening carefully while playing. After several hundred beats, both of them actually didn’t make a mistake once.
"It seems that it can increase the difficulty!" Huang Yaoshi thought about blowing out a dozen beats of ultra-high notes, and then the tune suddenly changed, and the beat length kept alternating, and the strength of the notes changed back and forth, which obviously reached the stage of music score.
Ling Feiyang’s heart is fiercely listened carefully and listened carefully, carefully distinguishing every two beats and knocking them accurately. However, next to Ouyang Ke, it is not inferior to him and hundreds of shots. The two are still neck and neck.
Huang Yaoshi’s rhythm is getting faster and faster. Xiao Xun is like a hurricane, and it’s as urgent as a dense rain. It’s like a tsunami in the sea, and dozens of waves are rolled up. It seems that the whole world will be buried. Ling Feiyang and Ouyang Ke’s percussion are almost connected into a wrist, and their hands are already very sore. The speed is almost unable to keep up with Xiao’s beat.
"So even if you don’t lose to Ouyang Ke, it’s hard to show yourself …" Ling Feiyang thought that a bold idea suddenly came out of his mind.
"when!" Ling Feiyang suddenly stopped following the beat but struck in the middle of a beat!
"Did he give up?" Huang Yaoshi took a look at Ling Feiyang but still continued to play.
"Dangdang Dangdang Dangdang!" Ling Feiyang’s knocks were intermittent, but none of them followed the beat. Everyone in the audience was very surprised and thought to themselves, "What does he mean?"
"Dangdang Dangdang Dangdang Dangdang Dangdang Dangdang!" Ling Feiyang’s tapping sounds like a mess. Both Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng frowned. However, Huang Yaoshi suddenly smiled after listening for a while!
Huang Yaoshi Music Theory be adept at finally recognized the mystery. It turns out that Ling Feiyang’s percussion cadence is actually coordinated with the rhythm of Xiao, but at the same time it deduces another department!
If Huang Yaoshi Xiao is the continuous rhythm of the main part, it depicts the majestic momentum of the tide; Ling Feiyang’s percussion is a second rhythm, which simulates the impact of the surf. This impact makes up for the shortcomings of the instrument, the original melody is closely coordinated and complements each other, making the whole melody more full and three-dimensional
Western percussion is an important part of modern music. By striking metal instruments such as timpani, sand mallet, triangle iron and brass cymbals, the rhythm of the music is enhanced, giving it richer melodic changes. The beating of drums by flying bamboo branches makes the way of playing western percussion music. After all, Huang Yaoshi is an expert in music. Although he has never heard of such a playing method, he is very sensitive to the rhythm, and he only knows the essence by intuition!
At this time, Ouyang Ke has been unable to keep pace with Xiao’s beat and heard Ling Feiyang’s strange percussion stop, but his heart is indecisive.
In the transition, Huang Yaoshi gradually slowed down the flute. It seems that the melody at the end of the melody has gradually receded like the tide, and the distance from the coast is getting farther and farther, and the percussion of Ling Feiyang is gradually weakening. Everything finally returns to calm.
"This second game was also won by Ling Shaoxia!" Huang Yaoshi face is full of praise expression said to them.
Hearing Huang Yaoshi’s words, Hong Qigong and Huang Rong were very happy. However, Ouyang Feng was disgruntled and said, "This Ling Shaoxia took the lead in keeping up with the beat. Of course, it should be considered that he lost! How can Brother Yao be so partial to him? "
"Brother Feng doesn’t know the melody. Don’t people know the secret?" Huang Yaoshi asks.
"There is a secret in it. Brother Yao’s pre-competition rule should be to hit the flute beat. Ling Shaoxia can’t keep pace with the rhythm, so this method is opportunistic!" Ouyang Feng Road
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,no. How can it be opportunistic?" Huang Yaoshi said.
"Son, you uncle Huang are eccentric. Since he is determined to marry his daughter to this Ling Feiyang, you will give up!" Ouyang Feng said very angrily.
"If you don’t know music, forget it, but your nephew should understand it. You can ask your nephew who won just now!" Beside Huang Rong suddenly said
Ouyang Ke didn’t give up on Huang Rong, but he knew in his heart that Huang Yaoshi didn’t hesitate for a long time and finally said, "He won …"
Ouyang Feng had to stop saying that Ling Feiyang had won three games and won two games before. Huang Yaoshi was about to announce the test results, but Ling Feiyang suddenly said, "Huangdao master Ouyang said just now that it was actually very reasonable. I was really opportunistic with the rhythm. Even if I lost the second game!"
When this statement came out, everyone was shocked at the place!
Chapter 14 Reciting the Nine-Yin True Sutra
Ling Feiyang has won the second game, but he is willing to admit defeat. Although Ouyang Feng can’t figure out the reason, he is glad to think that Ouyang Ke has another chance.
Huang Yaoshi’s father and daughter and Hong Qigong are also not white. Ling Feiyang wants to throw in the towel. Although the three of them all hope that Ling Feiyang can win, Ling Feiyang is so humble to Ouyang Ke. This tolerance is even more admirable for the three of them.
Ling Feiyang doesn’t want to win easily, but the reason is clear to him.
Ling Feiyang’s courtship is actually a fling. The real purpose is to make Ouyang Ke retreat. This is very white in everyone’s heart. Although Huang Rong already has a certain affection for him, he is still regarded as a friend at most. These three questions are a rare opportunity. If we can beat Ouyang Ke more thoroughly than a game, we will definitely win more favor from Huang Yaoshi’s father and daughter and win Huang Rong’s heart to lay the foundation.