69novels Chapter 143 The Prince of Tennis Exam is Over
Chapter 143 The Prince of Tennis Exam is Over
Zhao Lan looked at Yanagi Renji and said, "You actually know the musical instrument called konghou?" I remembered that what he said just now seemed to be the konghou.
"When I came here before, I accidentally saw something in your cabinet. Out of curiosity, I looked up a lot of information and found out that this instrument is an ancient instrument of a certain species, called a konghou."
When she pushed open the door of the lacquer cabinet painted with Dunhuang flying fairies, everyone held their breath.
The gilded phoenix head holds twenty-three ice silkworm strings. The resonance box made of paulownia wood is taken from the original mural of the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang. The patterns of thousands of years of wind and sand are clearly visible. This is a high-quality imitation of the Tang Dynasty guzheng that took three craftsmen three years to make.
I really hope I can have the opportunity to go to the Tang Dynasty and see the style of that era with my own eyes.
Her fingertips stroked the feather patterns on the gilded phoenix head. "The konghou is a traditional plucked instrument of China. Its tone is known for being ethereal, clear and soft. It has both oriental classical charm and rich and delicate emotional expression."
The konghou is similar in shape to the Western harp, but its tone is clearer and more elegant, while the harp tends to be warmer and more gorgeous. The konghou has a stronger "Chinese style" flavor.
The konghou was an instrument that she trained for a long time before she was able to successfully materialize it.
The small konghou she materialized had only 16 strings and was less than 80 cm high, while its width was about the same as those sold outside, at 5 cm.
This size is just right for her to hold, making it very convenient for both playing and fighting.
Yukimura and Atobe's eyes flickered slightly. Did Lan know too much about the things of the Flower Growers? She seemed to know everything about such obscure things...
A soundproof barrier was set up outside the house. Zhao Lan sat down on a stool with the guzheng in her arms. She slightly adjusted her sitting posture and breathing.
The fingertips gently pressed on the strings, and as the first string sound slowly spread out, everyone seemed to be pulled into the fairyland in an instant. The ethereal and distant overtones made everyone feel as if they were in a valley shrouded in clouds and mist.
"Zheng——" The tune gradually changed, and the sixteen strings vibrated at the same time, "Qingyan fell without reason——" The girl's clear and melodious singing followed the music, gracefully and lingeringly,
Before I had time to savor it, the melody changed again, and the overtones that were originally gentle and lingering now had a sharp momentum.
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to the person playing the piano. In a trance, they felt that she was not playing the piano but more like dancing with a sword.
Sanada felt it most clearly. Although it was not directed at them, the implicit sword intent made his body begin to tremble.
"The colorful dress, mistakenly cast without bones, causes shocking sound—" When the second verse of the lyrics sounded, everyone was drawn into the Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago.
Before their eyes, they seemed to see her coming from the sky in red clothes and holding two swords. At this moment, the music of the Jiangnan misty rain had a hint of killing in its gentle aftertaste.
Atobe touched his heart, which suddenly felt hot, and it was resonating with the vibration of the strings. He had never thought that one day he would experience such a feeling through a piece of music.
Sanada felt the unity of man and sword from the two swords he swung. At this moment, he had a deeper understanding of his own swordsmanship.
When the last overtone faded away, the rustling sound of fingers brushing against the strings was clearer than the sound of their current heartbeats.
Zhao Lan tucked her hair behind her ears, and the guzheng in her arms turned into points of light and scattered. Only then did everyone come back to their senses.
Xiangri Yueren said in a trance: "Just now, was that an illusion?"
Touched by his cute look, Zhao Lan smiled and said, "You can call it artistic conception. These two songs express different artistic conceptions, so they sound different."
The last song contains her sword intent and was originally used for fighting. On the battlefield, this song can be used to kill enemies and boost morale.
She didn't expect that the people who benefited the most from this song today were Kabata and Sanada.
It was normal for Sanada to gain something, as he was a swordsman himself. What surprised her was Karaichi, who was indeed a very pure person.
"I finally understand what the flower grower's phrase, 'The lingering sound in the air', feels like," Yukimura said with a smile.
"Honestly, your playing is simply extraordinary." It's a pity that such a piece of music can't be heard often. Niou Masaharu It's a pity that even if you have money, you can't hear it.
"If you like to listen to it, I can make some records and send them to you when I have time. The effect may not be as good as listening to it live, but it is still very effective in soothing people's spirit and emotions."
Anyway, there are still a lot of her old records in Jiayuan, so I can just ask someone to make them and give them some later.
"Really? That's great, you mustn't forget it~."
"Got it. Well, today's performance is over, and I guess our dinner will be here soon. Everyone wash your hands, take a short break, and prepare for dinner."
After listening to such shocking music, everyone really needed to digest it. And their abilities had changed. After listening to her, everyone found a place to sit down and rest.
Zhao Lan didn't disturb them. She went to get some food for dinner.
after dinner,
The Atobe family's car came to pick them up, packed the snacks they had prepared for them, and asked them to take them away. Then they prepared to go back, "Lan, do your best in the exam!!"
Atobe raised his chin proudly: "With me personally tutoring her, it will be hard for her to fail the exam."
When Zhao Lan sent them out, Ji Bei turned around and looked at her, "I'm going back soon, don't forget to call again this time."
His fingertips lightly brushed across her ears and tucked the scattered hair behind her ears. This intimate gesture made the faces of several people from Rikkai University behind her change instantly.
I glanced at the expressions on the faces of the people from Rikkai University.
There was a hint of cunning in Atobe's eyes, and when Zhao Lan was about to speak, he suddenly put his hand on her waist and held her in his arms.
Zhao Lan rolled her eyes at him. She knew from his expression that he was going to do something weird. He was still childish after all.
Even though she rolled her eyes at him, Atobe was not angry at all. He raised the corner of his mouth and waved to the people who were grinding their teeth.
"Goodbye, everyone from Rikkai University. It will be embarrassing if we lose to Seigaku in the national tournament!"
"That bastard!!"
Looking at the car that had already driven away, several burning gazes were still fixed on Zhao Lan.
With her skills, it was impossible for her to have been unable to dodge just now.
Zhao Lan's eyes dodged and she scratched her cheek. There was nothing she could do. It was because she was in the wrong first.
In the following days, Yukimura, Sanada and others still took time out every day to come and help her with her lessons until the exam was approaching.
Fortunately, everyone's efforts were not in vain, and both she and Kirihara passed the exam successfully.
Kirihara jumped up happily, "Now I can finally prepare for the national competition without any burden!!!"
Zhao Lan looked at everyone and smiled, "Do your best in the competition. If you need me or want to practice with me, feel free to come find me."
"Okay, we'll remember this. Of course we're willing to have you as our sparring partner.
Niou's eyes lit up, he was almost there with his abilities, this way, maybe he could gain something from competing with her.
"No problem! I'm available anytime." Zhao Lan agreed to him readily.