Chapter 77: Master's song

Zhang Yu heard this and looked at Ge Wenhui, who had a look like a win, and said something.
Zhang Yu opened the two boxes with the mouthpiece and looked at it. He put down the bakelite and left the metal. Zhang Yu took out a reed and put it in front of him... The reeds are golden in color, clear in texture, moderate in thickness, and they are very good reeds at first glance.
Zhang Yu first put the reed and the head together, squinting and looking at the gap between the two, the gap is very close, it seems that there is no problem.
Zhang Yu put the mouthpiece in the mouth and felt the bite force. At the same time, he licked his mouth and felt the taste. His heart was satisfied.
Zhang Yu tried the mouthpiece, picked up the reed again, took out a box of razor blades from his pocket (space), and then pulled out one, and began to modify the reeds... to say the top reeds now The craftsmanship is very exquisite, in fact, there is no need to modify. But every master of the masters likes to modify the reeds into a state that suits their temperament. One is that they can easily control the breath, and the other is that the sounds that are blown out sound more tension and more pleasant.
To say that the layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway.
Although Zhang Yu hasn't started blowing yet, Ge Wenhui already knows that this guy is definitely not a white hat. Although it is said that there is a master level, it is too mysterious. But from Zhang Yu’s preparations, he should be at a good level, or else he will be the one who wants to learn and still can’t learn.
The rest of the class, this time is also a lot of discussion... Compared to Ge Wenhui, they are all white hats, and they are all confusing. However, looking at Zhang Yu’s stance, I also know that Zhang Yu should have two sons. It is definitely not simple.
Zhang Yu does not care about how others see it, but is fully committed to the adjustment of equipment.
The time was not long, Zhang Yu finally got the reed, only to pick up the metal mouthpiece, and clamp the reed and the mouthpiece with the clip.
Zhang Yu got the reeds and the mouthpiece, took out the saxophone's neck tube, put the mouthpiece on the neck tube, and corrected the position.
After fixing the key components, Zhang Yucai took out the main body of the saxophone from the box, stuck the neck tube and the saxophone supervisor together, and then tightened the lock at the associated point. Finally took out the collar, put it on the neck, and then hung the small hook on the collar to the hook of the saxophone main body before standing up.
Zhang Yu hooked his thumb to the position of the metal finger rest behind the saxophone supervisor, and then placed all his fingers on the fixed button of the saxophone body.
Zhang Yu conditioned reflex first press a few buttons, tried the flexibility and speed of the button, feels good, mechanical and tightness are very good. Although Zhang Yu is the first to use the saxophone, he is very sure, this is a pretty good saxophone.
Zhang Yu took the saxophone and thought about it. What should he blow?
Zhang Yu was in the stage of meditation. Many of the classic saxophones on the earth appeared in his mind. To know these scores, it is not extracted by memory. These songs are naturally in the mind of Zhang Yu, and almost all of them are classic saxophone tracks from the past. And the saxophone song here, Zhang Yu will not blow a song, mainly do not know the spectrum.
Zhang Yu thought for a moment, and with the decision, he put the mouthpiece in his mouth and blew it up.
A gentle breath from the inside out, through Zhang Yu's chest, mouth, shaking the metal mouthpiece and top reeds, through the soft fingering, so that the saxophone's cavity issued a "sprinkling" of the continuous beautiful sound .
Zhang Yu Blowing is a beautiful English classic with a beautiful style, Scarborough Fair.
Zhang Yu’s current use is a saxophone’s advanced playing skills. This technique makes this sub-flattened saxophone with a b-flat sounding a particularly soft and hoarse voice... Zhang Yu’s own throat is constantly shaking, controlling The amount of his own gas is just to make the sound sound more desolate and empty.
The beautiful sound of the saxophone's body, accompanied by the proper fingering, shocked the saxophone's body and floated in the space of the stadium. The empty stadium swayed the intoxicating echo of the bronze saxophone, so that everyone closed their eyes and fell into intoxication.
Zhang Yu also closed his eyes. As the music progressed, he knocked on the door of memories... The song melody of Scarborough Fair is very simple, and the special tone of the sub-flat sax is lowered, hoarse and empty. It seems that a person is humming, singing, telling, don't want to stop, don't stop, continuous, let the player's heart and emotions wander around, even into the air, shaking people's heart and soul, pulling They are buried deep in the memory of the corners of memory.
In terms of artistic conception, the simpler the melody, the more people can be intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves... All the people in the stadium, including Xia Ziqi and Han Jie, don’t want to talk, even they think that any kind of voice can destroy Perfect here. In almost everyone's minds, those old, old, bitter, and even forgotten pasts have reappeared clearly. Some people with special stories have red eyes and want to cry.
There is only one kind of sound in the whole stadium, that is, the beautiful saxophone sound of Zhang Yu, shock, floating, intoxicating, unable to extricate himself.
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The beautiful songs, and the end, as the last note of the Scarborough Fair disappeared, Zhang Yu slowly opened his eyes~EbookFREE.me~ Zhang Yu was actually with others In the same way, I was also immersed in beautiful music.
Zhang Yuben thought that he was ready and ready, ready for this new world, new life, new life. But the real result is bitter, and you are just deceiving yourself. Those memories of the past, the joys and sorrows that are hard to forget, are sour and bitter, just hiding in a corner of my memory, looking at myself from afar, looking at myself, making myself feel restless and upset. .
Zhang Yu’s mood is very bad. I don’t know my parents who are far away from the earth. Are they still okay? Still leaving for myself, sad, sad in the night, white hair gradually?
Ugh!
Zhang Yu thought of this, involuntarily sighed! The expression is full of degeneration and helplessness.
"Hey!"
The crowds in the stadium seemed to react at this time and began to applaud... including Xia Ziqi and Han Jie, and even Ge Wenhui couldn’t help but slap the palms, because the music was so beautiful that they had to applaud. There is no way to applaud.
Tan Xiaonan’s eyes are red at the moment, as if she has just cried. As an instrumental enthusiast, she does not want to wake up from the intoxicating state. In the piece of music that Zhang Yu had just blown, she thought too much and made her very sad.
Su Qianqian also shines with her eyes. She seems to have re-recognized Zhang Yu for the first time. Although she does not know whether Zhang Yu's saxophone performance level is a master level, but from a personal point of view, this song and saxophone are simply complement each other, blowing is perfect ~EbookFREE.me~ welcome to the readers to read, The latest, fastest and hottest serials are available at ~EbookFREE.me~ Mobile users please read.