Although Zhang Shixun could not make a living by performing, his love for music was deep in his bones.
His playing skills were not outstanding in that later environment, but after crossing a thousand years and returning to the Song Dynasty, it was completely different.
In the Song Dynasty, many playing techniques had not yet been perfected or even appeared.
In later generations, "Spring River Moon Night" is almost a required course for anyone who learns to play the guzheng. Zhang Shixun also spent a lot of effort on this piece of music. With the guidance of his parents, although he cannot be said to have mastered it to perfection, he can still perform it well.
When the song ended, Zhang Shixun's thoughts were immersed in the scene of practicing the piano as a teenager, with his parents lovingly guiding and criticizing him. The smiles on their faces were still vivid in his mind...
"Dad, Mom, are you okay now?"
Zhang Shixun called out in his heart, and a feeling of longing arose spontaneously.
"Master Zhang!"
"Sir!"
Someone called him in his ear.
Zhang Shixun was stunned, and then he came back to reality, only to see two beautiful women looking at him with concern, one was elegant and graceful, and the other was extremely beautiful.
"Sir, are you okay?" Ding Dusai's concern was evident in his words.
"It's okay." Zhang Shixun smiled. "While playing, I remembered something and I couldn't help myself."
"Only a person of the utmost passion and nature can produce such heavenly music." Li Shishi sighed and said, "It's a pity that I have fallen into the mundane world, and my mind is complicated. I will never reach the realm of the young master."
"Sister, don't say such discouraging words. You are extremely talented and unparalleled in the world. If Mr. Zhang is willing to teach you, you will definitely be able to reach a higher level." Ding Dusai held Li Shishi's hand.
"Saisai, you don't understand." Li Shishi patted her hand gently, her voice filled with helplessness. "Once you fall into the mundane world, you often have no control over yourself. If you want to play the zheng well, you must first calm your mind. If you can't calm your mind, you will never be able to play well."
"Madam Li, you're obsessed. The highest realm of music is selflessness and self-forgetfulness, immersing oneself in the music and letting emotion guide the instrument. But why should we pursue this highest realm?" Zhang Shixun stood up and said with a smile, "We can let our hearts soar through music, calm our restless hearts, and elevate our souls. Even if we can't achieve these, it doesn't matter. At least music can bring us happiness... isn't it?"
Li Shishi savored these words and couldn't help but be stunned. These words touched her heart.
Ding Dusai's eyes were full of stars, and his admiration was like a surging river, which he could not control.
Zhang Shixun remembered someone saying that music can conquer people's hearts.
Putting aside whether or not it can conquer people's hearts, he absolutely believes that music can make people crazy, because there are two crazy people in front of him.
He was very proud to be able to conquer these two women with music.
But then, two women conquered by music began to conquer him.
The two of them sat beside him, one on each side, noting down the music. They begged him to play "Spring River Moon Night" over and over again in soft words. They whispered and chattered to each other across from Zhang Shixun, arguing from time to time.
The pleasant smell on their bodies constantly stimulated his sense of smell; the beautiful faces constantly stimulated his vision; the pleasant voices continued to stimulate his hearing.
All in all, it's extremely erotic!
Zhang Shixun's eyes were blurry and his heart was beating fast, but he forced himself to control his racing mind and play the piano for the two beauties.
They use written notation - Gongche notation or Jianzi notation, the most traditional and professional way of notation in ancient times.
Zhang Shixun didn't want to read it anymore after just one look. The words on it looked like scribbles.
This notation method is many times more complicated than the simplified notation and five-line notation of later generations, as it requires recording the left-hand fingering for pressing the strings and the right-hand fingering for playing the strings.
Since he couldn't understand it and had no intention of learning it, he didn't bother to ask what kind of score it was. He had more important things to do, which was to appreciate beautiful women.
Li Shishi is one of the top ten beauties in history. It is a rare opportunity. You would be a shame not to see her. Once you see her, you will want to see her again.
However, the repetitive playing diluted his excitement. At first, he was complacent about having two beauties by his side, but later he became a little annoyed. Anyone would get bored of doing boring work for a long time.
"Sir, why are you twisting and turning?" Ding Dusai scolded him when he saw that he was sitting unsteadily.
"It's nothing. I'm just stretching my waist. You just take notes." Zhang Shixun quickly sat up straight, thinking to himself, Xiao Saisai, you are really nosy.
"Young Master, could you please play this part again? Thank you so much." Li Shishi begged in a gentle voice, as kind as the gentle spring breeze.
"Okay, no problem." Zhang Shixun played it again obediently. He couldn't refuse Miss Li's soft pleading, nor could he bear to refuse.
"Sir, why have I never seen this kind of fingering technique before? Please teach me." Ding Dusai said, holding his hand.
"Oh! This fingering is..." Zhang Shixun patiently explained to her and taught her the playing techniques step by step.
It’s true, Ding Dusai’s little hands are as smooth as silk, warm and soft, and I never get tired of touching them even if I touch them a thousand times.
This reminded him of a line of lyrics: I never get tired of reading about you a thousand times, reading about you feels like March...
Replacing "reading" with "touching" goes a step further, giving people a feeling that exceeds March and is close to June, July and August.
As the saying goes, you can't do two things at once. Because my mind was wandering, I stuttered and was a little incoherent when I was explaining.
Seeing that he seemed distracted, Li Shishi coughed lightly and said, "Master Zhang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling sleepy?"
"No, no, I'm fine... Madam Ding, there's something wrong with your strumming technique. Who taught you?"
"Yes... I learned it from Sister Li. I usually play the pipa more and the zheng less... Is there something wrong with that?"
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