Chapter 162: , Erquan Erquan Erquan Yingyue, awesome art performance (Seeking subscriptions!)

September 30th, 1:00 PM.

The training ground had long hung banners about art performances, entering the new era, firmly following the Party, and striving to realize the four modernizations.

The freshmen were very excited. After putting down their bowls and chopsticks early, they hurriedly waited at the military training ground.

It was no wonder them; there was no entertainment in this era. Even eating a banquet in the village could make people happy for many days, not to mention the first formal large-scale activity after entering university?

Plus, after suffering through a month of military training, suddenly relaxing, they were quite looking forward to the art performance.

Just like Li Li Watching Li Guoyi kept in mind in the dormitory, "After waiting for a month, I finally looked forward to the art performance on this spring-like day. I only hope the girls on stage will give some strength and let me feast my eyes."

Li Guang corrected, "This is autumn, and there are 7 days until the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Li Li Watching Li Guoyi slapped his thigh, turned his head and spat, "You fool, you don't know a ball! What season do animals usually mate in? It's spring! Being able to see so many girls densely later, the spring of men has arrived, you know."

Li Guang's eyes shone, and he jumped off the bed, "Damn! That makes so much sense. For those girls, I won't argue with you."

Li Li Watching Li Guoyi reached out and hooked Li Guang's shoulder, saying lewdly, "Don't argue, don't argue, let's go argue with the girls."

Hu Ping asked Li Heng, "Old Li, heard you're going up to perform a program?"

Li Heng said yes.

Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhangming asked curiously, "What program?"

Li Heng said, "Playing the erhu."

Tang Tang Tang Dailing asked, "That's not right, Old Li, you stay with us every day, when did this happen?"

Li Heng briefly explained Liu Yue's calling him.

After listening, Li Li Watching Li Guoyi *hehehe* said to Hu Ping, "Old Hu, let's not think about Liu Yue, let's get the girl dormitory of Company 11 done as soon as possible, let's be brothers-in-law—sorry, misspoke, let's be a joint dormitory."

Hu Ping's face looked a bit ugly, and he said to Li Heng, "Old Li, let's drink later."

Li Heng nodded, "Okay, no problem."

Company Commander Liu Yue, girls' acting class monitor Zhou Min, and boys' acting class monitor Li Guang pooled money to buy some paper-wrapped candies and distributed them to the class.

There were no melons, fruits, or peanuts, as these were easy to produce peels and easy to make the venue dirty.

Li Heng was surprised and asked Liu Yue, who was distributing candy to him, "How magical, this is the military camp, can't go out, how did you get the candy?"

Liu Yue smiled and told him, "That's because others can't, but we few art performance backbones have the opportunity to follow the art troupe out once. I also bought it secretly, didn't dare to make a big splash."

Then she said, "The art performance starts at two o'clock, now it's 1:09. You are the 6th to appear, there is still some time, follow me to the backstage to prepare and familiarize yourself with the erhu."

"6th? So late?"

"You didn't practice, afraid you'd be rusty, so I specially left time for you."

Li Heng felt this was reasonable, peeled a paper-wrapped candy and stuffed it into his mouth, and followed her backstage.

"*Erquan Erquan Erquan Yingyue*, do you really have confidence in this track?"

Arriving backstage, Liu Yue handed him the prepared erhu.

"If you trust me, you have it." Li Heng couldn't be bothered to waste words with her, took the erhu and started to tune it, looking for the feel.

Although he hadn't touched this thing for a long time, after all, the foundation was solid, and it didn't take long to find the familiar feeling.

Liu Yue stayed on the side and didn't leave until he finished playing a whole *Spring Water Ding-Dong* to practice his feel, then she left with peace of mind.

According to reason, people who go on stage for an art performance like this must be prepared in advance, but Li Heng was different. He was participating in the military training competition in the morning, and came to catch the trip in the afternoon.

This had a bit of the meaning of the 1941 Soviet Moscow Red Square parade. After accepting the review, he rushed to the battlefield, without any time to waste with you, mainly relying on hard skills to eat.

Before long, Liu Yue came back again, stood in front of him, and asked prettily, "How do you think my host makeup is?"

Li Heng raised his head. What came into view was the ivory-white swan neck. Her silk-like hair was gently pulled up, emitting a warm and soft light under the light. The little red ear studs were particularly eye-catching, charming and elegant, which made people's eyes shine.

This woman was really powerful. The old-fashioned military uniform that couldn't be more earthy was put on her, and it was hard-bornly worn out with a sense of fashion and high-level feeling.

Li Heng said sincerely, "Quite good-looking, your own handiwork?"

Liu Yue took the hands behind her back to him, full of makeup tools, "Of course, do you want me to help you?"

Li Heng shook his head, "No need, I'm not used to this thing."

Liu Yue pointed to the backstage central area, "People who are going on stage today are all putting on makeup, and they have to take photos for commemoration. Don't you put on makeup?"

Li Heng glanced over, and it was indeed so, but he still refused, "The protagonist today is the erhu, not me."

Liu Yue stared at his eyes, "Then I'll help you call someone from the art troupe. Their makeup is professional."

Li Heng said, "No need, I'm naturally beautiful."

Hearing this, Liu Yue looked at him with a strange smile, and turned to leave.

Later, people from the art troupe came to put on makeup for him. Li Heng found an excuse to say "skin allergy" to push it away.

When leaving, the female soldier of the art troupe asked, "Where is your hometown?"

Li Heng said, "Hunan."

The female soldier's eyes lit up, "I'm also from Hunan, Changsha person, what about you?"

Li Heng said, "I'm from a village in Shao Yang."

The female soldier looked at him twice more, and then left.

After people went far, Liu Yue smiled and comforted, "This woman bought the box and returned the pearl, she has eyes but no beads. You treat me to dinner, I'll accompany you to drink."

Li Heng said, "What logic is this?"

Liu Yue put her little hands behind her back and turned around him, "Eh, you were looked down upon, not sad? Don't need someone to accompany you to drink?"

Li Heng said, "No money."

Hearing this, Liu Yue left immediately, without even saying hello. Her whereabouts were like fallen leaves with the wind, drifting and uncertain.

There were two hosts for the evening party, one was Liu Yue, and the other was a man.

The man was said to be a junior student and was also from the student union. He came from the school specifically to cooperate with the military to hold the art performance.

After the relevant leaders finished speaking, seeing that the freshmen were already impatient, the two hosts were very sensible and very considerate. After just briefly thanking the military and the school for their strong support, they reported the first program, *Yellow River Cantata*.

This was a performance by the art troupe, and it was also the only program of the art troupe in this performance.

As the saying goes, experts make a move, and you know if there is one. After all, they were professionals and won full applause.

Originally, having such a beginning was the best, setting the most beautiful first impression and tone for the whole party.

But everything has advantages and disadvantages. The opening was so awesome, bringing the audience's emotions up, boiling with blood, and bringing great pressure to the freshmen behind.

Look, the boy who sang *On the Running Horse Mountain* second, although he sang very well, still couldn't eliminate the influence brought by the first program. The applause of the training ground dropped off a cliff, sparse, making the performer very frustrated and a bit awkward.

Fortunately, the third *Ballet* on stage, a dormitory of girls added some warmth to the scene with their dancing posture. Many boys' eyes were round, they had never seen this thing in the rural villages in the past, and a large piece of shoulder was exposed outside, exposed! Too damn exposed!

Plus the lead dancer looked good, with a protruding front and a warped back, making a crowd of boys' blood heat up, secretly calling it exciting!

This was the factor of the era. If they had seen bikini swimsuits and various cheating news of later generations, they estimated that this kind of exposure wouldn't even make them glance more. They would have been numb long ago.

However, having said that, it was precisely because the social atmosphere was relatively conservative that such stimulation was more impressive and had a greater impact, so that people could remember it.

After the ballet, the fourth was crosstalk. One of the performers seemed too nervous on the spot, and his speech was not smooth. No matter how outstanding his partner's performance was, he couldn't save the situation, which was quite a pity.

Many people felt that if they changed to a powerful partner, this crosstalk would definitely be dense with laughter.

The fifth program was poetry recitation. *Ahem*, this thing, in Li Heng's eyes, really had nothing to look at. It was just that the reading atmosphere in the 1980s was strong, and there were no fancy programs, so it still had a place.

After the poetry recitation, Liu Yue reported on the stage, "Next, please invite classmate Li Heng from Company 9 to bring everyone an erhu performance of *Erquan Erquan Erquan Yingyue*."

Finally it was Li Heng's turn. He walked to the center of the stage without haste amidst the applause, and then sat on the chair, looking at the bottom peacefully.

Li Guang looked hot, and said to Dormitory 325, "Brothers, no matter how Old Li plays later, just his calm look of holding the erhu is already awesome to the point of no return. If it were me going up, my legs would definitely tremble."

Everyone agreed with this. The stage and the stage were not the same thing. They had been laughing and pointing at others' performances, but if they were allowed to go on stage, they would definitely be deserters.

Helping Li Heng aim the microphone at the erhu, Liu Yue whispered "Come on" and left the stage, handing the stage to him.

Li Heng didn't have any movement at the beginning, just sitting there motionless looking at the distant horizon, his eyes empty, like a sculpture.

Originally, the training ground was still lively just now, but after he maintained this action for 20 seconds, strangely, it gradually quieted down, and everyone looked up at him.

Some people were thinking: This guy wouldn't be stupid, right? Stage fright?

Some people were thinking: Making trouble? How old is he, other tracks are fine, *Erquan Erquan Erquan Yingyue*? Are you sure?

Sun Manning was anxious to death, Li Heng, hurry up, move, don't drop the chain at the critical moment, secretly praying to Heaven to bless him.

Mai Sui hadn't seen Li Heng play the erhu, and didn't know he could do these things, and was also a bit worried, but she was still calm on the surface, just grabbing her pants tightly with both hands, looking at him without a word, and didn't even hear her roommate talking to her.

Seeing this, the roommate next to her leaned closer and asked curiously, "Mai Sui, do you know that person on stage?"

Mai Sui said, "My high school classmate."

Another roommate asked, "He is the Li Heng who was rumored in the girls' dormitory recently, right? The one the blonde girl actively pursued?"

Mai Sui smiled, which was tacit agreement.

Several roommates looked at each other, then stopped talking, and followed up with spirit to look at Li Heng, wanting to know how this famous boy played the erhu?

The scene of thousands of people was a natural moat for many freshmen, but Li Heng didn't care at all. In the dead silence, in the expectation of everyone, he held the erhu with his left hand, pinched the strings with his right hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

The emotions were brewed in place. At a certain moment, his fingers pointed, the strings were pulled, and a heart-wrenching note instantly spread throughout the venue.

They say everything is hard at the beginning.

Once the rhythm started, the two-stringed fiddle in his hand seemed to have opened up the main energy channels of the body. The tune was like weeping and complaining, like an ancient book slowly opening, with a bit of desolation. The sound was sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes far and sometimes near, sad and resentful, sad and cut, sometimes like a small river flowing slowly, sometimes like a torrent rushing and panting, as if letting everyone on the scene cross time and space, personally experiencing the bumpy life of the blind Abing.

*Erquan Erquan Erquan Yingyue* is a very long tune, 7 minutes long, but there was no one making noise on the scene. Everyone looked at the stage quietly, looking at Li Heng.

At this moment, Li Heng had changed in their eyes, his temperament was melancholy and detached from the world, full of charm.

Several leaders who knew erhu looked at each other, full of praise and emotion, feeling that they had been tossing for decades in vain, and their skills were far worse than a freshman.

Just, just outrageous!

Rarely, no one applauded. Everyone was afraid of disturbing this rare artistic conception, and afraid of muddying their own inner peace and tranquility.

As the tune advanced slowly, all doubts were gone.

Those who questioned Li Heng's strength just now felt their faces hot and couldn't help but apologize to Li Heng in their hearts.

You have to apologize. Even if you don't understand music, good music must understand you, and will automatically mobilize your emotions and past joys and sorrows, making your soul quiet and your soul sublimated at that moment.

Listening to the tune, looking at Li Heng, many people on the scene had the same feeling: they found that their hearts and souls were full of emotions that they didn't know how to describe, as if they could feel her face, her hands, everything about Li Heng was integrated with the erhu, both sacred and humanized.

7 minutes is not short, not long, and passed in a flash in everyone's focused listening.

With the last note landing, Li Heng stopped and left the stage.

"Pa-pa-pa! Pa-pa-pa!"

"Wonderful! Good to hear! Wonderful!"

The audience who were still immersed in the wonderful world of music and hadn't returned to their senses were at a loss for words, only excitedly using "Wonderful! Wonderful!" to express their enthusiastic feelings.

The applause like a tide instantly resounded throughout the training ground. All the freshmen of Fudan University, especially the 6 brothers in Dormitory 325, spared no effort to shout and support. The atmosphere climbed to the highest peak in the enthusiasm, even fiercer than the opening chorus.

"What's his name? What major is he? Does anyone know?"

"Didn't you hear the report?"

"I was distracted just now, didn't pay attention."

"His name is Li Heng, only know he is from Company 9, don't know what major."

A girl said secretly, "I want to know if he has a partner? I want to know if he has a girlfriend?"

A girl shouted, "Are you in heat?"

"Chee! Keep your voice down, I'll tell you secretly, I'm in heat for such a literary boy now."

Li Xian grabbed Zhou Min and Chen Chen Chen Guifen's hands and said excitedly, "Master is so powerful! This is the first time I know the erhu is so good to hear!"

Zhou Min and Chen Chen Chen Guifen agreed, but turned to see Li Xian's appearance, and couldn't help shaking their heads: the falling flowers have intentions, but the flowing water has no feelings, it's really a pity.

Returning backstage, she met Liu Yue who was preparing to go on stage to host. The latter handed him the two mooncakes in her hand, and then said "Mid-Autumn Festival happy, reward for you," and passed him, going on the front stage with style.

Li Heng looked at the two mooncakes in his hand, then looked at her back, and immediately understood that this girl was thanking him. At first, she saw that he was not very willing to participate in the military training art performance, but he didn't refuse in the end, giving her a lot of face, so she returned the favor with mooncakes.

Under the attention of passersby, Li Heng returned to the area where his class was located.

"Brother Li, really awesome, you are the first one." Li Guang hugged him enthusiastically and gave a thumbs up.

Li Li Watching Li Guoyi sniffed him, and yelled, "Damn! I smelled the taste of priority mating rights on Old Li, so *sao*."

Li Heng: "..."

Hu Ping aimed at Liu Yue hosting on stage, then aimed at Li Heng, and made a decision in his heart that he must bring a guitar to the stage at the freshman welcome party in October.

Li Xian in front turned back and asked, "Master, I'm so big, can I learn erhu from you?"

The voice was strange, silly and cute.

Li Heng said, "Yes."

After Li Heng finished greeting everyone, Zhang Bing asked, "Old Li, how many years does it take to learn erhu to reach your level?"

Li Heng said, "I touched the erhu at 7 years old."

Zhang Bing calculated, 11 years, practicing for 11 years, he would be 36, still young, "I'll buy an erhu later, you teach me, I think it's quite flavorful."

"Okay, no problem."

No matter how reluctant, the military training finally came to an end in cheers. That night, all freshmen packed up and boarded the truck to the train station, spending 3 hours returning to Shanghai from Wuxi.

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