Chapter 1303 There Is a Musical Instrument Called Silk

"Of course!" Zhu Ningning nodded affirmatively, and then seemed to remember something and fell into reminiscence, "Xiaobai is really gentle! People in school don't study hard, and they keep slandering her all day long. Even the campus forum is full of bad comments about her, but she never cares about these.

Indeed, Xiaobai's grades are a bit of a drag on everyone, but when I first met Xiaobai, I knew she was not a person without a sense of collective honor! Later, I went to her home and learned that Xiaobai's family is not rich, and there is a grandmother who needs to take medicine all year round.

The reason why Xiaobai didn't come to school is probably because she is working outside? I admire her very much. She has to support everything at home at a young age. It must be very hard. It's not easy to enter the entertainment industry, but she is bullied by netizens who don't know the truth. I really can't bear her to face these alone!"

Zhu Ningning said so many words in one breath, and felt relieved.

Ji Ze smiled: "Ning Ning, you are very nice, really."

"How could that be..." Zhu Ning Ning blushed slightly, "Xiao Bai treats me well, so I treat her well! Isn't friendship mutual?"

"Yeah." Ji Ze nodded, "Friendship is indeed mutual! So, without knowing my identity, you can still patiently teach me Ruan's skills, which makes me feel very touched!"

He picked up the cup filled with drinks and looked at Ning Ning with a smile: "You treat me as a friend, and I treat you as a friend. I hope our friendship... will last forever!"

Zhu Ning Ning never thought that one day she would be able to be friends with the general manager of Dijing, whom she had been a fan of for a long time. She couldn't help but smile and pick up the cup and gently clinked it: "Okay, cheers!"

Since they were friends, the atmosphere in the room instantly became much more harmonious.

The two had been chatting happily on the Internet. Now that they met, they got through the awkward period just now and became warm again.

Ji Ze has been to many places and seen a lot of things. At this moment, he picked some interesting topics to talk to Zhu Ningning, only talking about local customs and customs, not other aspects, avoiding embarrassing points, so as not to make Ningning feel that he was showing off.

In this way, the scene gradually became less deserted.

Talking about the Ruan that the two of them knew, Ji Ze mentioned: "In the jungle over in Continent F, there is a small tribe called the Ami tribe. The young people there are good at playing drums, and the older generation are more good at playing a musical instrument called Si."

"Si?" Zhu Ningning's clear eyes brightened up, "Is it an instrument similar to Ruan?"

"A three-stringed instrument, the shape is a bit like Erhu, but the sound it makes is very similar to Ruan. That kind of timbre...how to describe it? It's probably between the sound of the big Ruan and the bass Ruan, with a lower scale, and it has a long and lingering charm when it is played."

She asked curiously: "Is there such an instrument? If I have the chance in the future, I must see it in person!"

"I have photos here." Ji Ze took out his mobile phone and flipped to the group photo at that time according to the date.

In the photo, the bright-eyed boy is wearing a shirt and jeans, and looks energetic, just like a boy who just jumped and shot a basketball. The sweat he shed turned into hormones, attracting the girls around him to come closer.

"Look, the old man is holding a stringed instrument." Ji Ze handed the phone over and pointed out the instrument to her.

Zhu Ningning was surprised and said, "Wow, if you hadn't told me, I would have thought it was a erhu?"

Because they were looking at the phone, the two of them got closer.

Zhu Ningning enlarged the picture and studied the stringed instrument carefully, but did not do the impolite behavior of swiping left and right.

Ji Ze did not look at the picture, but locked his eyes on Ningning's profile.

The girl's skin is as delicate as a peeled egg. Because of the two curved eyebrows without makeup, you can still see some fine hairs at the end of the eyebrows that have not been carefully trimmed and are not in line with the shape of the eyebrows. The long and dense eyelashes are slightly curled, and the bright eyes turn slightly, and the corners of the lips unconsciously attach a smile.

To be honest, Zhu Ningning is not a very beautiful girl, and she can't be as stunning as Bai Qi. She is more like those little beauties in ancient times, graceful and elegant, not competing for the gorgeous scenery that does not belong to her, but living in a corner, doing everything in the most natural way within her ability.

Just like the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River, no one knows before they bloom, and they are extremely gentle when they bloom.

Ji Ze is lucky to have met her so early, before she bloomed.

At this moment, looking at her beside him and smelling the faint fragrance on her soft hair, he actually has a strange feeling of long years.

After a while, Zhu Ningning looked up and asked, "Is this string a plucked instrument like the Ruan?"

Suddenly meeting her eyes, Ji Ze immediately withdrew his immersive gaze, his heart pounding, but he pretended to be calm and said, "It is a plucked instrument! Look, there are three strings in total, plus the row of bridges on top, a total of six tones can be produced."

"Six tones..." Zhu Ningning seemed to be thinking about something.

Ji Ze thought she thought the tones were too few, and patiently explained, "Although there are only six tones, most of the songs can still be played!"

Zhu Ningning hurriedly said, "No, I don't mind that it has only six tones! After all, among the ancient musical instruments in our country, only five tones can be played: Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu. The tribe you mentioned should also have a long history. It really surprised me that it can have six tones."

So that's it, Ji Ze continued: "This kind of string is made from a local herbaceous plant. The reason why it is called silk is because when the herbaceous plant matures, its broken stems will secrete a lot of milky white. liquid, when the liquid is semi-dry, you can pull it into strands of uneven thickness little by little.

Most of the local people wear animal skin products, and only those with higher status can wear clothes made of this herbaceous plant. Ordinary people, at most, collect some herbal liquid every year, and slowly draw strings in their spare time. It takes two or three years to save three strings to make a piano. Most young adults have to hunt to make a living, and only older people do this kind of thing. "

Zhu Ningning listened with fascination: "It takes so many years to make a piano... When they play the piano, they will definitely recall the difficulty of collecting silk, and they will not use too much force on their hands. No wonder it pops out like that." It’s really not easy to feel like it lasts forever!”

At this point, Ji Zezhuang mentioned inadvertently: "Ningning, follow Ruan's words... Which school do you plan to apply to in the future?"

"Which school?" There was a hopeful look in Zhu Ningning's eyes, "I study folk music, so naturally I want to get into the top music school in China! But recently, maybe because the exam is approaching, I have become less and less able to practice the piano. If my state continues like this...if I don't perform well on the exam day...I'm afraid I won't be able to achieve my dream."