1990: Starting from Baojia Street

Ever since He Saifei joined the crew, she would sing with He Wuming for an hour at the entrance of No. 5 Compound every morning, and then for another hour in the evening, unshakable.

At first, everyone thought it was quite interesting, and many people even ran out to watch it. However, as time went by, everyone got tired of listening to it. Although He Saifei sang better and better, everyone no longer wanted to listen to it.

Of course, everyone knows that this is not what He Saifei wanted to sing, but a task assigned by Director Zhang that had to be completed. Before coming to the set, He Saifei had been studying at home for two months.

Sometimes people discuss in private, why does Director Zhang not find an actress from the Peking Opera Troupe, but insists on finding one from the Yue Opera Troupe? Let a Yue Opera actor struggle to learn Peking Opera? Or maybe they changed the script and asked Mei Shan to sing Shaoxing opera. Anyway, the script had been changed a lot, so I didn't care about this one.

But they didn't dare to say this to Zhang Yimou. Even though Zhang Yimou usually looked harmless to humans and animals, he had a very bad temper when it came to work. The key is that Zhang Yimou is very demanding, and most people really can't stand it, and no one wants to cause trouble for themselves.

Zhou Yan has spent less time with the production team recently. Not only has the production team become busier, he also has something to do every day. What did Mei Shan sing every day, what instruments did He Wuming use, and what was possible on the scene. He needs to record everything related to music.

During this period of time, he felt that he had slowly reached a wonderful fusion with this body. The things that the original owner had learned, he could now use as he pleased, just like he could immediately tell that He Wuming was pulling Jinghu.

Zhou Yan also finally knew what was in He Wuming's box. There were three musical instruments in total. In addition to the Jinghu played on the first day, there was also a Yueqin and a flute.

Both Yueqin and Jinghuhe Wuming have played, but the flute has always been kept in the box and has never been taken out to play.

Until half a month later, He Wuming took Mei Shan to practice Peking Opera in the morning and did not leave. Instead, he took out his flute and played a solo.

Hearing the music played by He Wuming, Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows, quite surprised.

He Wuming played Travel to Suzhou, a representative piece of southern music and flute music. This piece has a brisk rhythm and passionate melody, which is in great contrast with He Wuming's own temperament.

In Zhou Yan's opinion, just playing the piece Travel to Suzhou while seated is not enough to show the charm of the tune. You have to stand and play the piece like He Wuming while sitting down to play this piece of music calmly. It tastes completely wrong.

He Wuming's Yueqin and Jinghu were absolutely top-notch, but the flute he played was really average. No wonder he never took it out to play.

After the song ended, many people applauded, and Jiang Mengfei cheered, Teacher He, let's play another song.

He Wuming did not respond to Jiang Mengfei's request to play another song. He just bowed down to thank everyone very gracefully, and then walked to the dormitory with his chair in his arms.

Just as He Wuming and Zhou Yan passed by, He Wuming suddenly said, Zhou Yan, I heard that you often analyze the music I play with everyone. What do you think of today's music?

Hearing this, Zhou Yan wanted to slap himself twice.

Because Zhou Yan was the only person on the set besides He Wuming who knew music, many people had come to ask Zhou Yan what Wuming was playing and how it was.

Because Zhou Yan had absorbed the memory of the original owner very well, he suddenly gained a lot of knowledge and skills. He couldn't help but show off to others, so he told people the music played by He Wuming, the instruments used, the instruments, and the origin and allusions of the music from beginning to end. Analyzed it again.

Although he said all good things, Zhou Yan didn't know how others spread the word, let alone what weirdo He Wuming would think. Anyway, it seems now that He Wuming has taken this matter to heart.

Seeing He Wuming staring at him, Zhou Yan said with a smile, Teacher He played the song Travel to Suzhou very well. Although we are in western Shanxi, the place where Teacher He was sitting at the door just now reminded me particularly. The scene of Jiangnan talented people reciting poems and composing poems is particularly suitable for this piece of music.

There was no change in emotion on He Wuming's face. He nodded and then put down the bench, but still held the flute in his hand.

Zhou Yan, can you play the flute? He Wuming suddenly asked.

Zhou Yan nodded, I know a little bit.

Will Travel to Suzhou work?

Blowed.

He Wuming hummed and said nothing more.

Zhou Yan had long been used to He Wuming's weirdness. He shrugged his shoulders and sat down at the desk, and began to record what He Wuming and the others sang today. Although He Wuming is a strange person, he has one advantage, that is, he will not compete with Zhou Yan for the table.

Zhou Yan also offered to use a desk for He Wuming before, but He Wuming refused.

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In the evening of that day, He Saifei and He Wuming sang for an hour at the entrance of the courtyard as usual. After they finished, Zhang Yimou jumped out of nowhere.

Zhang Yimou held a flute in his hand and walked straight towards Zhou Yan.

Seeing Zhang Yimou coming towards him, Zhou Yan looked at both sides of him and saw no one else. He opened his mouth and was about to say hello to Zhang Yimou, but Zhang Yimou spoke first, Zhou Yan, play a flute for everyone. Listen.

ah?

Don't you know how to play? Zhang Yimou handed the flute to Zhou Yan, The new flute just arrived today, I don't know if you are used to it.

Zhou Yan looked at Zhang Yimou in surprise, wondering what medicine the great director was selling in his gourd. As for how Zhang Yimou knew he could play the flute, there was no need to ask. He Wuming must have said it, because he had never told anyone about it.

But why did He Wuming tell Zhang Yimou this?

This was not the time for him to ask questions. Many people in the courtyard were looking this way, and Zhang Yimou's hand was still stretched out. The brothers and sisters in the production team all looked at this side eagerly, looking encouraging.

Gritting his teeth, Zhou Yan took the flute and said, Then...I will show my shame.

Zhang Yimou said with a smile, Hey, don't feel pressured, no one understands me anyway.

Zhou Yan didn't go to the entrance of the courtyard like He Wuming and the others. He just stood there and put the flute across his mouth.

First, he simply tried out a few notes. He was not only testing the flute, but also testing himself. Although he felt that he could play it, he had not really started playing it yet, for fear of any accidents.

But nothing unexpected happened this time. After Zhou Yan tried a few sounds, a familiar feeling came over him. Without him having to think about it, his fingers and mouth started to move on their own, completely out of muscle memory.

Perhaps it was a subconscious reaction, but he also played Travel to Suzhou.