don't call me singer

Chapter 420
After everyone took their positions, the stage slowly darkened.

On the big screen behind, a scene slowly emerged.

A group of mist surged, and under the mist, light flowed.

Above the mist, the Chang'an Bell Tower and the bell in front of the Bell Tower can be vaguely seen.

Suddenly, the bell on the bell tower was struck by someone, and then a stream of light shot out from the bell, suspended in the air, and turned into a translucent bell.

As the bell is struck, waves are transmitted from one side...

Longitudinal waves, transverse waves, and Rayleigh waves are chasing after each other. Countless numbers, formulas, and symbols spread with the sound of waves, like brilliant stars in the sky...

"Wow!"

"It's so cool!"

Off the stage, many people stared wide-eyed.

Many of the people present were high-achieving students from prestigious schools, and some people vaguely realized something when they saw the familiar formula.

finite element?
Zhu Qinan, who had already arrived at the front desk and was sitting watching the performance, almost had his eyes pop out.

He felt that the teacher must be very regretful for not staying and not being able to see this scene on the spot!
Because, this is the scene where Gu Xiaobai uses his own brain to calculate finite elements, which they can't imagine even after thinking hard!
And not only did he do finite element calculations, he obviously did more simulations!

No wonder he can change the tone of the bell with two hands!
"Boom...boom...boom..."

The clear and melodious bells resounded through the audience.

Then Gu Xiaobai raised the bass flute in Gu Xiaobai's hand and placed it on his lips.

The low-pitched bass flute sounded like the wind passing through the valley, and the huge glowing bell on the big screen suddenly turned into a stream of light, re-entering the thick fog, and slowly melted into four large characters:
"Ancient Chang'an!"

Then, other words slowly emerged.

"Flute Concerto "Ancient Chang'an"."

"Original Song: Maddie."

"Performance: Gu Xiaobai, Chang'an Symphony Orchestra."

Introduction to "Ancient Chang'an": The Morning Bell of the Yanta Tower!

The words slowly dissipated, the clouds and mist separated, and turned into a high-altitude overlooking picture.

A majestic and prosperous ancient city, a majestic and handsome mountain...

Chang'an City!
Zhongnan Mountain!
Off the stage, everyone opened their eyes wide, looking at the precipitous mountain and the looming majestic city.

It's like looking at flowers in the fog or looking at the moon in the water, you can't see clearly, and you can't see clearly.

History is like a curtain of faint light, I stand here, you stand there.

The sound of the flute is far away, vast, and echoes in the air, evoking the past that seems to never go back.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute trembled, and the high-altitude camera shot down quickly. On the stage, the triangle was tapped lightly, and then the band conductor raised his hands up, and dozens of violins played in unison!
The magnificent string concerto surrounded everyone.

It seems that in an instant, people are pulled into the world in that video.

The first movement of "Ancient Chang'an": Long Nanshan!

In the video, the camera is rapidly descending, and Zhongnan Mountain is also rapidly expanding. It seems that a falcon flies through the clouds and thousands of meters of altitude, and flies towards the verdant and handsome ancient famous mountain.

On the top of the mountain, a middle-aged general wearing a simple battle armor, holding a long knife at his waist, stared into the distance.

He has a thin face, five long beards fluttering with the mountain wind, and when he blinked, the deep crow's feet at the corners of his eyes bloomed.

Gu Xiaobai's flute was placed across his mouth again, with a deep, slow, and distant whisper, with a hint of sadness.

The angle of view slowly changed, and the middle-aged general's hair already had a trace of white hair.

The camera slowly zoomed out, a young general stood behind him, holding his hand, looking at him with admiration.

"Wow!" Everyone off the stage stared.

Because this young general is seven or eight points similar to Gu Xiaobai, but his temperament is completely different.

Xiaobai is going to show off his acting skills again?
Disguise-level acting skills?

Don't know who the general is?His face was full of wind and frost, but his eyes were as bright as stars. When he opened and closed, he was serious but with a hint of gentleness.

On the screen, the young general stretched out his hand and pointed to Chang'an City, pointing to the northwest of Chang'an City.

The middle-aged general turned sideways and looked in the direction of Chang'an City, his expression suddenly became extremely resolute.

The mountain wind blows, blowing the cloaks of the two men's battle armor, the camera continues to zoom out, and countless sergeants line up in the mountains, like a torrent of black and red.

The sound of Gu Xiaobai's flute is light, and the strings are behind the melody, like a general going out to fight, and thousands of troops follow.

This scene, coupled with the distant sound of the flute and the magnificent string music, made people's blood boil.

The Second General of Wei Huo, the Great Han Tiejun!
Two thousand and two hundred years ago, Gu Xiaobai stood on the top of the mountain and pointed to the northwest.

"Uncle, if one day, the Xiongnu surrendered and all nations surrendered, and we no longer needed to fight in all directions, what would you do?"

Wei Qing's face became resolute. At that moment, he seemed to think of the countless years of fighting, the soldiers who died in the battle, the thousands of big men, and the beautiful tomorrow that Gu Xiaobai described... …

Then he said in a deep voice: "Qu Bing, you asked me to wear battle armor and lead three thousand soldiers to climb up the steep Zhongnan Mountain, and stood here blowing the mountain wind for a long time, just to ask me this?????? ?”

Qubing, your skin is itchy, right? ! ! ! !
It's true that if you don't fight for three days, go to the house to expose the tiles?
Gu Xiaobai: "Uh..."

Oops, are you going to be beaten?

Before Gu Xiaobai could escape, Wei Qing brought the topic back.

He sighed softly, his face full of fascination: "If there is such a time, I will disarm and return to the field, ride a horse, play cucuju, and if there is still time, I will go to see the great rivers and mountains that I have never been to..."

At that moment, Gu Xiaobai almost burst out laughing.

You, one of the double walls of the empire in the Han Dynasty, a peerless military god who is famous for future generations, how ideal is no different from a demolition household in the future!
Driving a luxury car, playing football, traveling, really has no dreams...

But before Gu Xiaobai could laugh out loud, Wei Qing turned his head and looked to the northwest.

"If it is really possible to pacify the sea, if it is really possible to bring peace to the people...if..."

"I really want to see it..." He turned around and took Gu Xiaobai's hand, "When the time comes, Qubing, we will go together."

At that moment, Gu Xiaobai's smile froze instantly.

Then almost cried out.

He held Wei Qing's hand, raised his head, tears rolled from the corners of his eyes, but tried not to shed them, just nodded vigorously, and said: "Okay!"

"It's a deal!" Wei Qing held Gu Xiaobai's hand again with his big hand. He turned his head and looked at this young man who was still childish but had made countless achievements in battle. He was a champion, and stretched out his hand. Go and touch his face lightly.

He can vaguely see his childhood appearance, but he is already full of heroic spirit.

That little naughty boy who was always at my lap has grown up.

No, maybe I haven't grown up yet, this naughty is still...

I am so busy with military affairs, and even dragged me to Zhongnan Mountain just to ask me a question... I have to travel hundreds of miles to go back!

But forget it...

Wei Qing raised his head, and the mountain wind blew, stirring up fallen leaves and dust, and blowing towards the direction of Chang'an City in the north.

The sound of the big drum sounded, becoming more and more urgent, and then the sound of the timpani joined in, with high and low pitches, as if someone had one foot high and one foot low, taking advance as retreat, retreat as advance, waving his big sleeves, and walking on the song.

As soon as the screen changed, a white horse galloped from Zhongnan Mountain to Chang'an City!

Gu Xiaobai held his flute horizontally in his mouth, and the sound was like a horseshoe, getting faster and faster.

Outside Chang'an City, people come and go, bustling, dozens of people are singing and dancing, singing and dancing...

The second movement: Tage!
　For this song, you can search "Ancient Chang'an" on Netease, and the second result.

　　Or search for "Chang'an Ancient Ideas" at station B. I don't know why station B has this name.

　　This is a piece that Uncle Ha likes very much in the bass flute music.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)