Chapter 581: Memories of the Old Men in "Love Tomb"

What songs do the old men and women in the park like the most?

They like to recall the past the most, recalling everything worth remembering in the past half of their lives. Things that are not worth remembering.

It's not that they like the past, but because they don't have much future.

Young people like to imagine the future, and the elderly like to recall the past.

The song "Love Tomb" has always been one of the most popular songs in the square in the park.

Especially when it is played with the erhu, it is often surrounded by the elderly.

The original song of "Love Tomb" is the ending song of the 2013 version of "The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils". This drama is not famous, and many people have never heard of it, but this song is really popular.

Especially the erhu version of "Love Tomb", when it is played, it is so tear-jerking.

Uncle Ma nodded frequently with a gratified smile on his face.

One year of piano, three years of flute, a erhu is broken, a thousand years of pipa, ten thousand years of zheng, a erhu is played for a lifetime.

If you want to play the erhu well, it is impossible without hard work.

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore, and Xu Nuo continued to play the erhu.

The sound was sad, and it was early in the morning, but it made people feel cold in the heart and bones.

When the suona sounded, it was either you or I would die, and when the erhu was played, it was either the heart or the love would die.

Early in the morning, Xu Nuo made all the old men and women emo.

Uncle Ma smacked his lips, "Good boy, this song is too sad."

As Xu Nuo played, the old men and women gradually calmed down from their excited expressions of watching the show.

The audience in the live broadcast room was so happy, "The old man looked calm on the surface, but his heart was turbulent."

"The old men and women have to recall for a long time."

"It turns out that I don't dislike the erhu, I just don't like old men who play the erhu."

"Nuoyan is so handsome!"

"Love it, love it, this man can always do something."

Xu Nuo played "Love Tomb" halfway, and some old men and women had sand in their eyes.

Although the wind was not strong, there was still a lot of sand. After a while, the sand in my eyes infected many people.

Sad music, sad atmosphere.

Coincidentally, this day was Qingming Festival.

Funeral music was playing, and old men and women were crying.

Everyone was in a trance.

This feeling is so familiar.

It was like this when Nima had a banquet.

Uncle Ma also came back to his senses. Oh no, this kid is really here to mess up the place!

Xu Nuo closed his eyes, shook his head, and entered a state of ecstasy.

The song "Love Tomb" brought out the sadness of widows, the confusion of five-guarantee households, the loneliness of bachelors, the regret of leftover women, the grievance and despair of married women, the reluctance of retired cadres to their secretaries, and also brought out the pain that ibuprofen could not stop.

After the song ended, the lingering sound was lingering, and the sad atmosphere did not dissipate for a long time.

After several seconds, the scene broke out into huge applause.

The grandpas and grandmas were so excited that their hands were clapping red, "It sounds good!"

"Good job, young man!"

Grandpa Ma was stunned for a moment, "Why haven't I heard this song before? What's its name?"

"The Tomb of Infatuation." Xu Nuo smiled.

"I've played the erhu for decades and never heard of it?" Grandpa Ma frowned and thought hard.

"Yes, we have heard a lot of songs, but this is the first time I have heard it." The grandpas watching also spoke up.

Xu Nuo pushed his glasses, "New song, made up now."

Grandpa Ma stopped talking.

The old men and women watching were unconvinced, "Is it true? All the new songs are so good?"

"Young man, don't bully the old comrade. Old Ma has been working for so many years, and he has only composed four or five songs."

"Hahaha, Old Ma, are you good enough? You are not as good as the young man."

Old Ma said angrily: "What are you yelling about? The voting hasn't started yet!"

When everyone heard this, he was still unconvinced, and they took out the change in their pockets and threw it into the hat.

The money in the hat was more than the bag, and Old Ma was anxious, "Hey, when did you become so generous? You should save more!"

The audience laughed and competed to throw money into the hat.

Seeing Old Ma lose, everyone was still happy.

Old Ma mumbled, not very convinced, "Young man, I was careless just now, and you attacked me by surprise. Let's play again."

Xu Nuo laughed out loud, "Yes, yes, it's me who doesn't follow martial ethics, old man, another round?"

Old Ma stroked his beard, looking like a master, "Another round, this time I'm going to show my unique skills"

The audience cheered, "I haven't heard Old Ma's unique skills for a while."

"Once that song came out, Old Ma would win."

Uncle Ma looked proud, "Young man, I was just holding back my strength just now."

Xu Nuo cooperated, "Yes, yes, I just heard it, you are holding back."

Although Uncle Ma was tough, he was not annoying, and looked a bit like an old naughty boy.

Xu Nuo was also happy to play with him.

Among the seven live broadcast rooms of "Singing China", Xu Nuo's live broadcast room was far more popular than others.

The second most popular one was Lin Wanqing, her flute was amazing.

Yuan Haoxuan ranked fourth. He is not very good at playing the saxophone, but he has a huge popularity base.

"Go and watch Nuoyan beat up an old man!"

"Shocking, a young man beat up an old man in the park!"

"The world is going downhill, Nuoyan has no moral integrity!"

Now, many passers-by in Yuan Haoxuan's live broadcast room also ran to Xu Nuo to watch the fun.

In the park, more and more people were watching, with three floors inside and three floors outside, surrounding the two people.

The uncle stroked the erhu in his hand like a lover, "Young man, you come first this time."

Xu Nuo nodded, "Then take a look."

As he spoke, he started playing the erhu.

"Wait!" Uncle Ma grabbed his arm.

"What's wrong?"

Uncle Ma stroked his beard and asked, "What song are you going to play this time?"

""Missing you sadly"."

Uncle Ma frowned and realized that the matter was not simple, "Is it made up again?"

"right."

Uncle Ma shook his head, "Young man, you can't play this song like this. It's both "The Grave of Infatuated Love" and "Sadly Missing You". It's not appropriate when you hear it. It's too sad."

Xu Nuo stopped and asked, "How about I play "Little Apple" for you?"

"good!"

"Just come to Little Apple!"

The square dancers laughed and said, "Little Apple is great!"

The audience burst out laughing and played "Little Apple" on the erhu, which was exciting just thinking about it.

The lively audience went to Lin Wanqing's live broadcast room to report the news.

"Nuo Yan is crazy, please take care of him!"

"He actually wants to play "Little Apple" with the erhu!"

"The picture is so beautiful, I can't even imagine it."

Uncle Ma here couldn't laugh or cry, "No, young man, you just want to play something fancy? Just play a song normally."

Promise to follow the good example, "Play a song normally?"

"Yes, let's do it normally. I knew the style of your song "Miss You" as soon as I heard the name." Uncle Ma complained.

"Then you choose a theme and I will compose a song for you."

Uncle Ma chuckled, pointed at Xu Nuo and said to everyone: "You guys, please hear clearly, he mentioned this."

"Old Ma, you are scared!"

"Old Ma, you are unreasonable and bully young people."

Lao Ma chuckled, "Then I'll make the question."

Xu Nuo smiled and said, "Come out."

"Like this, let's play a song that's a little more ethereal and soul-stirring. It's best to add a little bit of pathos to it."

"whispering sound!"

As soon as Uncle Ma spoke, he received a burst of boos.

"Old Ma, aren't you trying to make things difficult for me!"

"That's it, listen to this request yourself. Is it reasonable?"

Uncle Ma frowned, "Why is it unreasonable? The young man said he could make it up on the spot. It's not difficult for me to ask."

Xu Nuo nodded, "It's really not difficult. Listen carefully. This song is called "Return to the Dreamer"."

"That's a good name." Uncle Ma nodded repeatedly.

The song "Return to Dreams" has a somewhat obscure name, and many people have never heard of it.

However, as soon as the music plays, it can bring back memories of countless people, because it is the theme song of the game "Legend of Sword and Fairy IV", and it is the youth of countless people.

Xu Nuo closed his eyes, shook his head, and started to pull up.

When playing the erhu, the most important prop is not the erhu, but sunglasses. Once you put on the sunglasses, the feeling will come.

As soon as the music starts playing, the feeling that youth is fleeting, time is spent, and life is a big dream comes out.

The audience didn't know the goods, but Uncle Ma did. He felt bad when he heard it.

This song "Return to the Dreaming of the Immortal" is melodious and melodious, as if weeping and complaining. It is extraordinary once you hear it.

The key is that in the song, all the requirements he just mentioned can be met.

The tune is sad and has a soul-stirring feeling.

Even if you say it's not a current compilation, others won't believe it.

We are going to lose this game again!

Uncle Ma felt a little melancholy. He was just happy to see Hunter and wanted to compete with this young man so that everyone could see how good he was.

It's good now that I haven't seen my own level, but I've let everyone see the level of this young man.

Promise is intoxicated, and the erhu is so engaging.

The audience was also immersed in it. Listening to "Return to Dreams", they seemed to have entered a martial arts world, and the story was full of melancholy.

"When I close my eyes and listen to "Back to Dreams", I feel like I'm walking on the Naihe Bridge."

An old man smacked his lips and said a little uncertainly.

The audience couldn't stand it all at once, "Fuck, it really feels like this."

"When the erhu is played, my heart is broken."

"Okay! It sounds great!"

"Young man is awesome, much better than Lao Ma!"

After Xu Nuo finished playing the erhu, the audience praised him as a wonderful performer, applauded him one after another, and threw change into the hat in front of him.

Uncle Ma couldn't stand it any longer. He stood up and said, "Who said you're better than me? I was holding back just now, so listen up!"

Uncle Ma stood up and moved around, then sat down and played one of his unique skills, which was a piece he wrote himself.

I have to say that this Uncle Ma is indeed quite capable. He played this piece of music so well that Xu Nuo applauded after hearing it.

"How's it going? Are you satisfied?" Uncle Ma wiped the sweat from his forehead and said calmly.

Xu Nuo shook his head, "My uncle is indeed very strong, but he is about the same as me."

He continued to tease the old man.

"That's right, Lao Ma, your round is a draw at most!"

"One loss and one draw, old horse, you lose!"

Uncle Ma gritted his teeth and said, "Win three out of five games!"