don't call me singer

Chapter 197 Dance Song "Book" (Monthly Pass at the end of the month)
Elder Zou stood there with a strange expression on his face.

Just now, when he heard Gu Xiaobai beating the drum and singing "Zhu", he stood in place, full of excitement, and even had the feeling that tears filled his eyes.

It's not how rich his feelings are, but the more you know about a thing, the more feelings you have.

For example, if you heard that a dilapidated house in your hometown burned down, you might think it would be better to burn it down and build a new one.

But at this time, if your parents tell you that this house was built 100 years ago by your great-great-grandfather carrying stones from the river and beams cut from the South Mountain with three or five brothers. The bloody battle against the Japanese invaders, the mountain torrents have been fought here, and several generations of your ancestors have been born here. You have witnessed the joys and sorrows of hundreds of people, and even you were born in this house...

Then you may regret why you didn't go back to see this legendary house earlier, and you couldn't help running to apply for a heritage protection for it, and then set up a sign outside to confess it.

Things haven't changed, but the more you know, the richer the world becomes.

This is the charm of knowledge and culture.

It is also the charm of archeology and history.

For Mr. Zou, this is the case.

If you read ancient books on a daily basis, you have read "Three sounds of drums to report to the emperor, carved flags and beast ships rise up in waves", or "every time you pass by the river of drums, the boats with a hundred feet of buildings are tens of thousands", have read "Blowing the dragon flute, beating the drum, singing with bright teeth, dancing with a thin waist".

If you excavate ancient tombs, you have seen the marks left by the decayed drums on the soil.After being harassed by thieves, there are only scattered wreckage left. Seeing this treasure of the past, it can only be preserved in the museum in its wrecked body, and it will never sound like it used to.

You will also be as emotional as Zou Lao.

The historical inheritance of 5000 years ago has long since disappeared after [-] years.

But now, he finally heard this tone.

It's like going back in time, returning to the past.

It's not just a drum, it's 5000 years old.

"Xunzi Yue Lun" said: "The image of vocal music: Drum Dali, Zhong Tongshi, Chime and Lian, Yu Sheng Xiao and Harmony, Guan Ji Fa Meng, Xun Chi Weng Bo, Se Yiliang, Qin Fu Hao, Song Pure and clear, dancing with both heaven and earth."

He also said: "The drum is the king of music. Therefore, the drum is like the sky, the bell is like the earth, the chime is like water, the yu, shengxiao, and pipe are like the stars, the sun and the moon, and the drums, scorpions, and scorpions are like everything."

The ancients believed that the drum is the master of music, the king of all things, and the sky.

And the drum... it's the king of drums.

The king is alive, and all the people worship.

The king of the drum, it deserves such respect.

But Xiaobai... what the hell are you singing about?What the hell did you knock on?

Xiaobai, please sing a song seriously!
When he knew that Lao Hong and Gu Xiaobai had quarreled in the cafeteria and turned into black fans, Zou Lao always expressed contempt.

This old ghost is old and old, and he can't keep it at night, and he has lost all dignity!

However, now he understands Lao Hong's feelings!

I also want to break up with Xiaobai!

I want to expel this child from the school!

Elder Zou couldn't help blowing his beard and staring, playing the drums imposingly, how could he play such music!

However, his hands and feet were against it.

The rhythm of Gu Xiaobai's drums is too strong!

This rhythm comes from a rhythmic precise timing, constant repetition and subtle changes.

For a drummer, the biggest requirement is to be accurate!

An error of 0.1 seconds is not enough!
Human's sense of rhythm is a time perception ability that is a hundred times more accurate than human's own sense of time.

This is a pattern of perception and replication. Humans rely on this sense of rhythm to hunt and cooperate with incomparable precision, fight with wild animals in dangerous environments, and spontaneously avoid all kinds of animals when their consciousness cannot react. Crisis and Danger.

It seems to have nothing to do with the brain or consciousness. It is more like rooted in reflexes and instincts. It is an ability to move the body involuntarily.

Perhaps, those who have no sense of rhythm have already been eaten by wild beasts together with those who have no sense of direction...

As for Gu Xiaobai's precision, the system has been trained with incomparable precision since the beginning of the passive training. Like his intonation, it can be accurate to two decimal places.

But this kind of precision is not like a machine, it still has a kind of constant change and continuous advancement.

Therefore, his music often has a peculiar, rhythmic core.

Rhythm, it's not a rhythm, it's a driving force!

Before this, Gu Xiaobai himself did not realize it.

It wasn't until he himself went through the systematic "basic rhythm and rhythm training" that he realized the importance of "rhythm".

At this moment.

Every drumbeat is like knocking on the heart.

Every rhythm seems to be scratching an itch.

It's like an invisible rope is pulling your hands and feet.

It's like there are electric current pulses, constantly stimulating you.

When the first person can't help but dance, others can't help but join in.

Just as it is said in "Yue Lun": "How do you know the meaning of dancing? It is said: the eyes do not see by themselves, and the ears do not hear by themselves. If you want the bells and drums to bow down to the festival, there will be disobedient ones, and everyone will be confused!"

(What's the matter with dancing? People who dance can't look at themselves or hear themselves from the perspective of a bystander, but when they lower their heads, raise their heads, bend, straighten, move forward, backward, slow, and fast, they are all clean and clear. Do your best to meet the rhythm of the bells and drums without breaking anything, because music connects everyone together.)
This is the drum!
Outside the door, a few of Zhao Xingsheng's students waited boredly. They are the staff of this meeting, waiting to be called at any time.

After a while, a drumbeat came from inside.

The rhythm of "everything-click, every match-click" made them twist and turn subconsciously.

It took a while before they realized that their bodies were writhing on their own.

"Strange, what are you doing inside?" A student quietly pushed open the door of the meeting room behind him and looked inside.

I saw Zhao Xingsheng and a few young teachers clapping their hands, stamping their feet and twisting their bodies.

"Papa-dong! Papa-dong! Papa-dong!"

While clapping his hands and stomping his feet, he also sang something.

"Teacher crazy?" After closing the door, the student turned around and said to his companion.

"Let me see." Another student also moved over.

I saw a few older people clapping their hands, stamping their feet and twisting their bodies.

"It's not good, those professors in our department are all crazy!"

"What are you talking about..." Another student didn't believe it, so he leaned forward and took a look.

"My God, even Old Zou is crazy!"

At this moment, the few people outside the door could hardly bear it anymore.

They want to jump crabs, they want to be domineering, they want to walk swaying, from here to the dormitory, and then to the cafeteria.

Just like this until the end of time.

In the conference room, after Gu Xiaobai sang the last sentence, the rhythm slowly accelerated, and after adding dazzling flowers, both hands fell and raised at the same time.

"Every dong!"

The music stops.

Gu Xiaobai raised his head and looked at the audience.

There was a moment of silence.

Everyone's faces were still flushed, and they couldn't calm down from the excitement.

"Ahem, that... let's go back and study." The blushing Elder Zou coughed and said, "Then, let's adjourn the meeting today!"

run away.

(End of this chapter)