(At the strong request of someone in the group, I will give you your first appearance.)
Hello everyone, I¡¯m **Bah! Someone is evil! I'm not**!
I am a literary giant of the generation, Ruan Yuxi. You can call me Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi, or Xi. Of course, you can also call me Yuxi.
Today, I want to challenge Song Qian, the master of the famous town at home and abroad, and the cute master of the cute academy!
Ruan Yuxi: Cute Lord, come up with a question!
?????????????????????????????????????????? Here comes another guy who doesn¡¯t know how to live or die. Seeing that you look good, let¡¯s have an appetizer first, and then follow my move - Flying Fairy from Heaven! But the Dragon City Flying General is here, Come-on-baby-don¡¯t-be-shy, don¡¯t be shy, little stream.
Ruan Yuxi: No big deal, look at my special move - the city is filled with chrysanthemums, the water from the Yellow River comes up from the sky, Can-you-feel-the-love-tonight! If everyone gives a piece of love, the world will become a better future.
Cute host: Just a moment, come again! Take my move, a super sure kill¡ªNine Swords of Loneliness! The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, baby-baby-one-more-time! Up, down, down, front and back! I am the only one who is cheap!
Ruan Yuxi: Cute Lord, you are really cheap and awesome, but do you think I can only kneel down after hearing this sentence? you are wrong! I didn¡¯t release my final ultimate move. Cute Lord, you will feel honored to die under my ultimate move. Take my ultimate move - Raging Wheel Mountains and Rivers! An Neng can bend his waist to serve the powerful, Iwouldratherbeagay!gay! ! gay! ! !
??????????????????????????? (Spitting blood from the mouth) I¡¯m old, I can¡¯t admit defeat, one wave is better than the other, Ruanyu Xi, you¡¯re a pervert! But can I rant about your name? Ruan Yuxi really wants to be fucked, and she still likes to be fucked by men
¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ªHello everyone, I¡¯m here again. I¡¯m the cute narrator, Ma Jiaxin. Someone is cheating on me. He just hacked me and dragged me out to do hard labor. It¡¯s my first night, the weight is 280, and the woman has to go up and down Xiaoxi, you are not bad. Have you come to work here? intention?
Return to home, this time we talk about the bell of guitar skills.
Among the many techniques for playing guitar, there is one that can be said to be simple to complex, and a very common technique. Its name is Campanelas, which means bell sound.
Campanelas means "bells". In guitar playing, it was originally a way to imitate a bell, in which the open tone of the treble string and the treble of the bass string are interwoven into a set of decomposed chords. This technique can produce mixed sound effects by playing the same chord independently.
This technique is said to be simple, but in fact it is just playing broken chords. It is said to be complicated because in this broken chord, rich high-pitched strings, open strings, and low-pitched strings are used, so the speed will be faster when playing with the right hand. , the span of the frets pressed by the left hand may suddenly slide from the top two frets to the bottom dozen frets to obtain a gorgeous overlapping effect of high and low accents, just like the sound of a bell.
With the development of performance technology, the bell playing method has gradually expanded to other aspects. For example, Albaniz's "Asturias" uses the bell playing method to make the right hand sequence match the previous measure. , which makes it easier for the right finger to play strings; another example is that in Tarrega's "Hota Dance", the bell sound method is used to play chords, which cleverly uses open strings and enriches the chord effect. However, these chords are difficult to play using ordinary methods. out.
In a section with both melody and accompaniment, in order not to interrupt the melody but to easily play a certain chord, you can also use the bell sound method, such as Granados' "Spanish Dance" No. 5.
Obviously, in these expanded bell sound playing methods, in modern performance, whether it is a chord, a broken chord or an arpeggio, etc., as long as it is a combination of the open string sounds of the treble strings and the treble sounds of the bass strings, They all belong to the bell sound method.
(Whether it¡¯s a mystery or not, I actually don¡¯t know. I think the pear is very big)
Ma Jiaxin: Dear Lord, please take maternity leave
Cute host: Are you pregnant?
Ma Jiaxin: I¡¯m so embarrassed
Cute host: Well, since Ma Jiaxin is asking for maternity leave, the narrator will solicit cute friends, and the attendance rate is quite high.
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Listening to Song Qian's gorgeous playing, Cui Junxi laughed happily. Looking at the "ants" who were no longer rioting, her whole heart was placed on the guitar in her arms. She was nervous for the first time on stage. The feeling gradually disappeared without a trace.
The audience was stunned as they watched Song Qian perform a short prelude of "Canon" with heavy metal gorgeously. Just as he was about to enter the climax of the middle section, Song Qian slipped his left hand, brushed the notes again, and then brushed Following the gesture, his hand pointed to Cui Junxi in front of him, as ifIt's like throwing the melody away.
Cui Junxi nodded along with the melody, pressed his left hand on the high fret, and quickly pulled the strings with his left hand. A burst of dazzling melody perfectly took over the explosion of heavy metal.
The sound of the guitar is very crisp. Cui Junxi's left hand is flying up and down, and the fingers of his right hand are so fast that it is almost invisible. Only a vague shadow can be seen. The sound is tinkling, tinkling, tinkling, echoing through the sound throughout the auditorium. , all the bell sounds are high-pitched. If Song Qian¡¯s heavy metal playing is compared to a bomb, then Cui Junxi¡¯s guitar bell performance at this moment is like a mushroom cloud rising into the sky after the explosion!
The audience was stunned. Some students who were obsessed with electronic keyboards and guitars swallowed their saliva. They couldn't believe that the melody they heard at this moment was the "Canon" they often practiced.
Cui Junxi knows his own depth, so he only chose to play a small repetitive part in the middle part of "Canon", and soon threw the melody back to Song Qian's electronic keyboard before reaching the limit.
Song Qian lowered his head and smiled indifferently. Almost at the same time, when Cui Junxi stopped the last note, he pressed his hands on the keys of the electronic keyboard.
Following Cui Junxi's gesture, everyone in the audience turned their heads to Song Qian on the other side. When he played the first note, there was a burst of surprise in the audience. Several people could not help but scream. Get up: ¡°Holy shit, blues!¡±
Canon, originally a type of polyphonic music, originally means "law" and is the name of a musical form. This musical form is characterized by the repetition of the same piece of music at intervals of several syllables. That is, the melody of one part chases the other part from beginning to end, until the end, the last summary, the last chord, but the listener is intoxicated in this melody and does not feel monotonous at all. They are like two people chasing each other through life and death. , extremely lingering.
From the original intention, canon and blues actually have something in common. Canon is heavy on lingering, while blues is heavy on melancholy. In terms of emotional expression, the two can almost be blended together.
The back part of the blues version of the canon is lingering and pathos, and he still wants to talk. As he played, Song Qian couldn't help but raise his head and stare at the figure standing next to the fiberglass pillars on the second floor of the auditorium directly opposite.
The second half of the melancholy and dull Canon was soon to be played. Song Qian took a deep breath and suddenly changed his fingers. The last chapter of Canon changed instantly. There was no sense of jerkiness at all, and he switched to the first part of "The-rose". sound.
"Wow" There was a burst of boos at the scene. The faces of the students who knew music were full of enthusiasm, while those who didn't understand were completely immersed in the gorgeous variations.
The shock to the student audience was not over yet. Just as everyone was immersed in the beautiful music played by Song Qian, an ethereal voice like a luan floated through the entire auditorium.
Song Qian was shocked when he first heard her singing in the music classroom. Of course, Choi Junxi's cover of "The Rose" was not as perfect as Teshima Aoi, but after all, Teshima Aoi is a professional voice actress. Singing this song with its long, clear and extremely transparent voice has a healing effect that soothes the soul.
Although Choi Jun-hee sang the version of Teshima Aoi, it had a greenness that belonged to her in the ethereal atmosphere, just like the warmth of spring flowers and the sourness of nectarines in March.
She sang with her own characteristics. To be precise, her cover version, although still accompanied by Aoi Teshima's version, can no longer be labeled as Aoi Teshima.
After the song was finished, the audience stood up. Choi Jun-hee, who was on stage for the first time, received thunderous applause and praise.
¡ª¡ªThe scene is very lively now. Cheapskate, can you chime in?
¡ª¡ªZhongyin? know a little.
¡ª¡ªWhich piece of music is more comfortable for you to play with chimes?¡ª¡ª
ha? Play a tune with bells? Are you crazy?
¡ª¡ªHow could it be? Come on, we don¡¯t have time.
¡ª¡ª"Canon" is relatively familiar. If you play it with bells, you can barely do it¡ª¡ª
"Canon"? Got it, let me think about it got it! Later, I will adjust the tone of the electronic keyboard to heavy metal rock to play the first part of "Canon". You will use the bell to pick up the middle part, and the back end will join in. You stop for the last three verses and listen to my return to "The-rose"!
¡ª¡ªCanokay
¡ª¡ªWhether it works or not, you¡¯ll know by looking at the audience¡¯s reaction?
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"Nuna!"
After the performance, Song Qian did not miss the so-called praise. After getting off the stage, Song Qian ran directly to the second floor and walked quickly to the fiberglass pillar that stood directly opposite the stage.
But Han Caiying is missing
Looking left and right, I looked for somethingYes, although there are many fiberglass pillars in the corridor on the second floor, at first glance, they cannot hide people. Song Qian, who was panicked, hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.
"I'm on the roof of the auditorium." Han Caiying laughed playfully on the phone, seeming to enjoy the way the little man was worried about him.
After hanging up the phone, Song Qian took a breath and looked around. He found the stairs leading to the roof in a secret place. He looked up at the height. Song Qian looked around for a while. After confirming that no one was there, he climbed up. Go up.
The auditorium is not very high, with only three floors. There is only one aisle on the second floor, where some lights and sundries are placed. There is no ladder to go up to the roof, only a 90-degree staircase.
The cover covering the roof exit had been lifted. Song Qian took a look. On the dark roof, under the moonlight, a figure stood on the edge of the roof fence, with flowing hair blowing in the wind, like a figure. Beautiful oil painting.
After patting the dust on his hands, Song Qian moved to Han Caiying's side and stood silently with her as she looked around the dark campus.
Han Caiying quietly rested her head on his shoulder, and Song Qian also took her into his arms, standing quietly like this, blowing the evening breeze.
After a long time, Han Caiying raised her head, stood sideways in front of Song Qian, and said with an affectionate expression: "I heard the music you played for me."
"You know?" Song Qian smiled hoarsely. The change of blues was actually a temporary idea. She just wanted to play some melodies that she could hear. It just happened to fit the blues melody of "The Rose", so the change of voice seemed extremely natural.
?? Han Caiying lowered her head and smiled, lightly hitting Song Qian's chest with her forehead, raised her head, threw her whole body into Song Qian's arms, and said, "It made me want to cry, so I ran up to blow some air."
"sorry¡¡"
"Can you say those three words again? Tell me." Han Caiying shook her head, raised her head and looked into Song Qian's eyes.
"What?"
"It's those three words that lovers often say"
"I love you?" A trace of doubt flashed in Song Qian's eyes, and soon he realized it, so he solemnly repeated: "Nuna, I love you!"
"I think I will love you too." As she said that, Han Caiying had a hint of coquettishness in her eyes, raised her head and put on her red lips.
The passionate kiss was going on on the dark roof with only the moonlight. The passion was ignited in an instant, and the passionate kiss quickly evolved. After a while, they kissed and kissed, and both of their clothes were somewhat exposed, but they did not take off completely.
Han Caiying looked very anxious. She threw away the bag in her hand and began to unbutton Song Qian's trousers in a panic. She reached in with one hand and grasped the source of the evil. Song Qian was not shy either. He had one hand on top and one hand on bottom, flying up and down, which quickly aroused Han Caiying's thirty-year-old desire.
Song Qian was just about to lift up Han Caiying¡¯s skirt and tear off the last barrier inside. At this time, there was a muffled sound of falling not far behind the two of them
The two people who were cheating and loving suddenly panicked