Chapter 109 The Lyrics Are so Weird

The click of the wooden box opening was like Shu Yan's heartbeat.

His heart skipped a beat.

His girlfriend Chen Xiaowei also came over curiously.

For some reason, Shu Yan was inexplicably nervous.

He took a deep breath and slowly opened the lid of the box.

He saw what was lying in the box.

Shu Yan couldn't help but take a breath!

Suona!

A box of suonas!

Suona poles of different lengths were neatly placed on the left, and on the right were copper bowls of different sizes.

There was also a small area in the upper right corner.

Reeds, gas cards and intruders were placed in different categories.

"Too complete!" Shu Yan was amazed.

He had been studying suona since he was a child and thought that suona was a magical instrument.

Among all kinds of musical instruments, suona is the king.

Although it is jokingly called a rogue instrument, suona has a very sacred position in Shu Yan's heart.

He can understand the unique charm of suona.

All suonas can be divided into high, medium and low pitch according to pitch.

According to the length of the rod, it can be divided into various models such as small, medium and large suonas.

The small suona has a soft and ethereal tone, and is mostly used for solo or ensemble, especially with the erhu.

The volume of the medium suona is between the large and small suonas, and is mostly used for singing and dancing accompaniment.

The whistle of the large suona is made of reeds, and the reed is mostly pocket-shaped. It sounds majestic and grand when blown, and is often used to play large-scale music.

There is also a suona called "Hai Di", which has a majestic and high-pitched pronunciation, which is also awesome.

In this wooden box, there are all different types of suonas!

"Brother-in-law, are these suonas collected by you?" Shu Yan asked Su Chen in surprise.

He suddenly remembered that in the previous program, Su Xiaoxi seemed to have exposed the identity of the collector of the program.

It turns out that the brother-in-law not only collects calligraphy and paintings.

He also collects various musical instruments.

The reason why he asked this was because some of these suonas, which were of various models, were obviously old.

Decades or even hundreds of years old.

Because each rod was shiny, and both sides were engraved with various patterns of flowers, birds, fish, insects, dragons and phoenixes.

The style was simple.

It was very different from the suonas sold on the market.

"I found it by chance a few years ago." Su Chen continued.

In fact, these suonas were all rewards he received after completing the selection given by the system.

For a period of time, the system did not give anything else.

It only gave suonas.

It made Su Chen think that he was going to do something wrong...

"Then this... is too expensive." Although Shu Yan liked it.

But this was his brother-in-law's collection.

He couldn't accept it.

"Take it, it will just gather dust in my house anyway." Su Chen had never played it.

This thing was too loud.

It disturbed the people.

As the saying goes:

Ten years of flute and a hundred years of flute, a erhu can break through the sky.

Thousands of years of pipa and ten thousand years of zheng, only suona can shake the world.

Although the sound insulation at home is good, Su Chen dare not touch it at home, shaking the world! He is afraid of being beaten by neighbors on all sides.

"Thank you, brother-in-law." Shu Yan was so happy.

He regarded it as a treasure.

After giving the suona to Shu Yan, Su Chen took the two to the workshop.

He handed the "囍" score and lyrics that had been printed long ago to Chen Xiaowei, "This song requires the cooperation of the two of you to complete."

"Here is a simple DEMO recorded today, you can take it and familiarize yourself with it."

"You will have a competition tomorrow night. In the morning, I will take you to the practice room of Huanyu Entertainment to practice and guide you by the way."

"There are many rooms in the house. If you don't mind, you can stay here tonight."

"Tomorrow morning is just right."

Chen Xiaowei was happy and excited.

Su Dad! Brother-in-law! Not only did he write songs to help them, but he also gave them personal guidance.

It was really flattering.

Shu Yan didn't mind living here, but he was afraid that Chen Xiaowei would not like it, so he asked, "Xiaowei... is it okay?"

Chen Xiaowei was a little embarrassed, but she thought that she would go back and come here tomorrow, and was worried about compressing the practice time, so she nodded and said, "Then I'll bother my brother-in-law tonight."

Chen Xiaowei is a very polite child.

She is cautious.

She tried her best to behave properly at Su Chen's house.

After that, Su Chen arranged separate rooms for the two of them.

Although they are a couple.

It's better to live separately.

This is the tradition of the old Shu family.

After everything was arranged, Su Chen added Chen Xiaowei on WeChat, and then sent a copy of the DEMO to each of them.

At this time, Shu Yan and Chen Xiaowei just sat together, opened the audio file, and played it.

Shu Yan studied folk music.

He knew the traditional Chinese instruments like the back of his hand.

The music sounded.

He instantly heard that the opening melody was played by the erhu.

There was a deep feeling.

Then he heard the piano again.

The piano and the erhu sounded a bit out of harmony, making the prelude sound very strange.

Then the pipa appeared.

Da da da...

Suddenly, the sound of knocking on the clappers often heard in operas sounded.

It was as if a big drama had begun.

Just this prelude made Shu Yan drop his jaw.

Erhu, piano, pipa, opera...

He looked at the length of the prelude.

Four elements appeared in just 22 seconds.

This kind of mixture...

It can't be called a mixture.

It should be more appropriate to use the word fusion.

The modernity of the piano, the tradition of the erhu and pipa... they seem to be contradictory and incompatible.

But it also gives people an inexplicable feeling.

It seems that if something is missing, this prelude is incomplete.

That's right!

They blend together to give people an indescribable sense of wholeness.

So weird!

Chen Xiaowei also noticed something strange and looked at Shu Yan strangely.

But no one spoke.

Because at this time the singing started.

Judging from the sound, it should be a demo that Shu Wan helped record.

"The eighteenth day of the first lunar month is an auspicious day and the sorghum is raised."

"Put on the red dress, hate every inch, cut it in a hurry"

"Those who love me are cut off, but they don't come back, just pretending to be beautiful."

Shu Yan studied opera from his mother.

Have a certain understanding of all major drama genres.

It can be said that Shu Wan's career as a singer was greatly influenced by her mother.

Because they found it interesting when they were young, they often learned to sing a few lines from their mother.

If he remembered correctly, this section should be from a Hangzhou opera.

Wu Nong's soft words.

But now it is facing the embarrassing situation of being lost.

When he heard the clicking sound of clappers just now, he had a hunch that the next step might be dramatic singing.

As expected.

He was currently immersed in analyzing the singing.

I didn't pay attention to the lyrics for the moment.

But the tune soon changed.

From drama to pop singing.

"The castanets are red and sandalwood. They speak briskly and are really hard to guess."

The operatic style is transformed into pop singing.

Caught off guard!

But it seems to give people a natural and silky feeling, not particularly abrupt.

Mixed again.

A combination of traditional opera tunes and modern pop tunes.

It actually collided with a sharp resonance.

There’s also a bit of a blunt contradiction.

In surprise.

Suddenly the singing style changed again.

"At Mao Shi, it turned over three miles away

flat

The sound of horse hooves gradually rises and the word "sorrow" opens

Sooner or later

The fog opens when you push the door

The wild cats followed him for several streets

Neck crooked when climbing a tree

Look around and see what she's waiting for

This village is also weird

Close all doors

It’s Wang Ergou’s shoes again

left outside home

Left alone, she still remembers

Skin-to-skin love is beyond right and wrong

This is not

Just dismounted

The official laughed..."

This passage is spoken very fast.

Sing?

It does not seem.

It’s more like rap, kind of rap rap.

The sound of sandalwood boards made Shu Yan couldn't help but think of ancient storytellers.

This section!

It’s like a storyteller telling a story!

Only one minute and twelve seconds passed.

But in this minute and twelve seconds, more than five musical instruments appeared in the arrangement, and there were as many as three singing styles!

This is something Shu Yan has never seen before.

And these lyrics...

How weird!