Chapter 724 Playing My Beloved Tu Pipa

"Hey, young man!"

As soon as he started to sing a sentence, Huai Shi felt that something was not right. He paused with his fingers and looked up at those expressions that were difficult to explain, "Sorry, I messed up - try again."

One wrong finger on the strings, and the original dense and weird melody turned into a scattered nursery rhyme, soft and melodious: "Two tigers, two tigers, run fast, run fast, one of them can't follow the fingers, One eye is missing, so strange, so strange..."

Visible to the naked eye, the one-eyed man next to him who was missing a little finger began to look ugly quickly.

It seems that I sang it wrong again.

But it doesn’t matter——

Huaishi shook her head nonchalantly, her fingers dancing on the strings of the shamisen, and the melodious melody suddenly became sad and solemn, making people want to cry when hearing it.

After playing two verses of the Great Sorrow, it seamlessly switched to a wedding march, followed by a Carmen, and finally an adapted version of One Step Away.

Be happy and happy.

If it weren't for the fear of revealing his identity, Huai Shi would have wanted to show everyone Paganini's unique skill of playing an entire piece of music on one string.

It's just that the instrument in hand is weak and has a narrow range of sound. Once it goes beyond the range, it seems light and difficult to control.

Otherwise, you can also play some northwest folk songs.

After five minutes of study, Huai Shi paused and felt that he had completely mastered this instrument.

When the finger is pressed again, a sharp sound erupts from the strings under the pick.

High-pitched and harsh, like steel rubbing against each other.

Different from ordinary shamisen playing, it is almost noise, but the noise does not have such melody and rhythm. It hovers on the edge of sweetness and pain, jumping repeatedly, roughly mincing all irrelevant noises, overpowering the noise, covering the Above all the eardrums, banter ravaged.

Soon, the high-pitched and intimate noise turned into a low and lonely sound.

The low aftertaste is not like a shamisen, but like the iron strings of a pipa, scattered and sad.

"The ringing of the bells of the Gion Abode tells the story of the impermanence of the world, the flowers of the sal tree lose their color, and the prosperity turns to decay like the vicissitudes of life..."

Huai Shi narrowed her eyes and sang softly. Under the plectrum, a melancholy lingering sound burst out: "A proud person will not last long, just like a dream in a spring night; a fierce person will perish, like dust before the wind."

This section is taken from the excerpt "Gion Jingsha" from "The Tale of the Heike". It can be said to be a traditional art in instrumental music in Yingzhou.

What it tells is the story of how the huge and prosperous Taira clan came to an end under the fierce attack of the Genji before and after the Genpei War, and finally fell apart and ushered in annihilation.

I can only say that the meaning is really not very auspicious.

Before he finished singing, people on both sides were already glaring at him.

Immediately, his eyes averted as if he was electrocuted, and he lowered his eyes respectfully.

It was only when Huai Shi finished singing the whole song and still wanted to play another part of "Dun Sheng Qu Song" that he noticed those strange looks.

And the soft breathing behind her.

Momentarily stunned.

Even if the source of essence is blocked, there are still people who can only trigger their perception after walking three steps away?

If you have bad intentions...

He misplaced the pick in his hand, turned around slowly, and then saw the pure white skirt falling on the tatami, with the finely crafted yuzen dye outlining the outline of pear blossoms.

Dots of pure white petals spread among the cyan background, creating an indescribable harmony.

Under the short shoulder-length hair of Ji Fa style, the visitor lowered his delicate face and looked down at his face. Suddenly he smiled slightly and patted his shoulder:

"Member of the Embroidery Team, this is the Arakawa family's banquet. Don't be too presumptuous...or the master here will give you a good look."

Sheng Tianmu Lihua smiled slightly and looked up at the few people who had sullen expressions and were looking for trouble.

When she looked at them, the few people with ugly faces lowered their heads and bowed respectfully.

The trouble is eliminated and invisible.

Lihua withdrew her gaze with satisfaction, lowered her head and said to Huai Shi, "If you're bored, how about just sitting here? It just so happens that I'm quite bored sitting alone."

Her smile is full of smiles and she does not hide her kindness and goodwill.

But for some reason, Huai Shi felt a strong sense of resistance and uneasiness in her heart, as if she sensed some unspeakable danger from her body.

When he looked at her with a pair of slender fox-like eyes, all the secrets seemed to be hidden.

Subconsciously, I was on guard.

Kesheng Tianmu Lihua ignored Huaishi's meaning and moved forward. When she sat down at the front of the hall, she waved to Huaishi and pointed to the place next to her.

Huai Shi was stunned.

What does this mean?

Under the gaze of everyone, he was stunned for a long time. He could only pick up the 'Tu Pipa' that he had brought, walked over and sat down obediently, and then felt the jealous and envious eyes below, feeling as if he was on pins and needles.

"Shamisen, you are good at playing it. Have you ever learned it?" Lihua asked suddenly.

"Ah, not bad... I learned a little blindly."

Sheng Tianmu Lihua nodded, and suggested curiously: "Let's play "Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss". I just saw that you didn't like it very much."

"..."

In silence, Huai Shi looked down at the shamisen in her arms, raised her head, and seriously refused: "Miss, I'm not a showman."

"Hahaha, you guy is so interesting."

Sheng Tianmu Lihua laughed, her eyes moved, and she looked at Huai Shi with a meaningful look: "It would be nice to play a cello piece."

"Haha, cello? What is that?" Huai Shi asked calmly: "Can it be eaten?"

"I always feel that you will be very good at it. Is it an illusion?"

Lihua smiled harmlessly.

"Haha, Lihua, please don't force the new young man."

The sound of low footsteps sounded, and behind the paper door that was pushed open, Sosuke Sosuke, proud of the spring breeze, walked out, followed by a group of Yakuza leaders with complicated expressions.

"You seem to be getting along well." He glanced at Huai Shi with satisfaction, then raised his eyes and asked Lihua: "How are you, Lihua? Can this young hero of the paper team catch your eye?"

Lihua lowered her head respectfully and said in a gentle tone: "Reporting to my father, Mr. Huai Zhi is very elegant, and he is exactly the type that Lihua likes."

"Ahaha, in this case, we need to cultivate our relationship well."

Sheng Tianmu looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hey, old bastard, today is my son's engagement ceremony, how proud are you!" Arakawa was angry and glanced at Huaishi coldly: "Besides, the final result is not certain yet, don't be too happy. morning."

"Oh, look at you, why does it interfere with your business if young people are in love? It will be a good story if it spreads like this."

Sheng Tianmu shook his head helplessly: "Besides, since I dare to agree to you, I must be sure of victory. How can I just accept unfavorable conditions casually?"

"Bastard thing..."

Arakawa's face turned red, and the tattoos on his neck turned black. If he hadn't been concerned about his decency and someone else had stopped him, he might have given the old man a good beating on the spot.

At least he calmed down after a long time, and sat on the main seat minding his own business, loudly scolding the servants to quickly serve wine and food.

The banquet went more smoothly than expected.

After all, everyone's thoughts are probably not on eating. Good wine and good food are tasteless, just like chewing wax. The atmosphere was even more serious and depressing, and no one dared to laugh or speak loudly.

They all look at the top five leaders from time to time.

The most important part of this banquet awaits, which will determine the direction and survival of the entire alliance, and will almost dominate the announcement of everyone's destiny and future.

"It seems that everyone is impatient."

Sheng Tianmu sipped the miso soup, slowly put down the bowl, and looked at the other people. Arakawa's face was gloomy, Chiba Ryuuji smiled frivolously, the female general of the Ochiai family lowered her eyes, and Kuga's expression was as calm as ever.

He paused and then said: "So, for a long time, thanks to the support of everyone in the alliance, we have jointly served as..."

"Okay, okay, I'll do it. I'll let you talk until tomorrow."

Chiba Ryuuji sighed, interrupted his next nonsense, raised his voice and said: "Everyone who comes here must have heard the gossip.

To put it bluntly, in order to deal with the next situation, it is better to unite the strength of the alliance. Starting from today, the alliance will abandon the past rule of five major players co-directing the committee and elect a new president.

Everyone here is a master, there is no need to play hypocritical processes and tricks, you can share your ideas - if someone feels that his ability and popularity are enough, he is not satisfied and is inferior to others. , now you can also stand up and compete for the position of president. "

He paused, looked down at those faces, and suddenly raised his voice: "Does such a person exist?"

In an instant, in the dead silence, all the people kneeling on the ground lowered their heads uniformly, bowing their heads in awe to the five leaders above.

Only Huai Shi, who was holding the rice bowl and had not yet finished eating, was stunned on the spot.

He hesitated whether he should raise his hand and join in the fun.

You can come and try it for free!

But the strange gaze of Tenmu Rika next to him always made him feel like he was being seen through. I don’t know if I was exposed or not.

What if he just stood up, and the pear blossom next to him raised his finger and reported to everyone that this bitch named Huai Zhi was the eagle dog lackey of the Astronomical Society. Don't talk about the rules of the world, and chop him on the shoulder together. You're welcome... Wouldn't it be miserable for me then?

In the silence, the eyes of the five bosses swept over those who had bowed their heads one by one. They paused for a moment on Huai Shi, who was still lowering his head to eat rice, and soon left indifferently.

Only Arakawa's eyes became darker and darker.

After a long time, after confirming that no one stood up and wanted to sit in the chairman's seat, Chiba Ryuuji withdrew his gaze and nodded slowly: "In that case, let's start voting among the five leaders as usual."

Before he finished speaking, Sheng Tianmu raised his hand with a smile and said:

"I will vote for myself, and please give me your support."

It took four hours to write one chapter, one hour to type, and three hours to find information to verify whether the damn shamisen can play the Gion Jingsha. Later, I thought about it, the tone of the shamisen is similar to that of the Chikuzen pipa. It should be possible, right? (By the way, in the middle of it, I gritted my teeth and translated half of the Atsumori part of The Tale of the Heike in the dictionary, and then I found it ready-made on the Internet. Finally, I found that this part was inappropriate, so I cut it again. A double blow. Damn it. Uncomfortable...