Rising Xianxia World

Chapter 212 A Blockbuster!
Gu Qiubai stood silently in the crowd, looking extremely ordinary.

Gong Shubo stood in front of the crowd, looked at the people below who participated in the assessment, and announced the content of the second assessment.

"The classics require not only eyesight, but also certain cultural attainments, so let's try this next."

His gaze deliberately stayed on Gu Qiubai for a moment, and then with a wave of his hand, jade slips flew into everyone's hands.

"Each of you has an ancient book in your jade slips. I need you to find ten mistakes in this ancient book within six fingers, and it will be considered a pass."

This question seems to take more time than the first question, but it is several times more difficult than the first question.

You know, an ancient book has at least 10,000+ characters. It is so difficult to find ten mistakes in so many characters.

Not to mention six fingers, if you are not familiar with ancient books, even if you give a stick of incense time, you may not be able to find them.

But Gu Qiubai didn't panic, he didn't only have the crystallization of Chinese culture in his mind, he still knew the ancient books handed down in the world of Xianxia.

In this kind of competition, there will definitely not be ancient books that are too partial, otherwise, I am afraid that few people can pass.

Gu Qiubai's mind sank into it, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it really is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

He quickly regained his composure and began to look for the mistakes.

The six-finger time is here in an instant!
Everyone stopped, some shook their heads and sighed, some looked calm, and some looked happy.

Collected the jade slips of all the examiners, and this time it was Gong Shubo who checked it himself.

Some people who passed the assessment thought they had no way to pass, so they bowed their hands in advance and left the assessment site.

In the end, Gongshuo Bo announced the result, and only six people stayed.

Among them, there is naturally Gu Qiubai, he is not dazzling among them.

In the ancient book, there are at least thirty or so mistakes, and Gu Qiubai only selected ten of them in order to keep a low profile.

Gong Shubo looked at Gu Qiubai, and said, "That's right, you're not the wise one who buried Brother Wei."

"Okay, the last round is coming up, I think you all know it, so feel free to compose a song, and I will choose three of you to be the classics this time based on your performance!"

Gu Qiubai remained silent, thinking carefully in his heart.

This question is too subjective, these people are descendants of high-ranking officials and aristocrats, if I can't beat them by an overwhelming advantage, it is inevitable that this public loser will not be biased due to consideration of status.

Thinking of this, Gu Qiubai has already made a decision in his heart. With this song, it should be fine!

Most of the people who made it to the end had a few brushes. After hearing Gong Shubo's words, no one showed a look of panic, as if they were old and at ease.

Under the deliberate arrangement of Gongshu Bo, one by one, the people who participated in the assessment came to the stage and started their own performances.

Gu Qiubai listened quietly, or the flute, or the zither, or the pipa, and so on.

This group of people has a wealth of knowledge in music theory, and the tunes they play are even more beautiful and intoxicating.

In particular, one of the young girls with delicate features was even more amazing. She even played a famous song "Beauty History" on the guzheng.

This piece is very difficult, it needs to switch back and forth between major and minor, and the control of rhythm and tone is extremely strict.

Although there are still some flaws in it, it is very rare to be able to play this kind of music at this age.

"Okay, okay, Prime Minister Zuo has brought up a good daughter. If I hadn't had a child under my knees, I would have married Prime Minister Zuo." Gong Shubo clapped his hands.

The girl with delicate features blushed, bowed her head and said, "Your Excellency Gongshu has praised you..."

There was another person who played Gu Qiubai's "Linjiang Immortal", which had a bit of charm, but lacked some momentum. Generally speaking, it was quite good.

From Gu Qiubai's point of view, these two people should be the most likely to be selected for this assessment.

Whether it was intentional or not, Gongshuo left Gu Qiubai until the last to appear.

He looked at Gu Qiubai, and said, "Boy Yu, since you are here to participate in this assessment, you should know some music theory, right?"

"Um, a little understanding..."

"You don't have to force it. Since it's the person that Brother Wei likes, I won't stand by. If it doesn't work, you can give up. I'll find you a job in the academy."

Gu Qiubai wanted to enter the palace, how could he agree, and immediately said: "I want to try again."

"Okay, then I'll wait and see." Gong Shubo said, but there was no expectation in his eyes.

What he said just now was purposeful. Firstly, he didn’t think that a countryman could have any talent for music theory. He definitely couldn’t compare with these children of high-ranking officials and nobles. Secondly, some of the elders of these people were his good friends. , it is not good for him to shut out their younger generations.

Gu Qiubai walked up to the pretty girl and said, "This girl, can I borrow your guzheng?"

The pretty girl was taken aback, then nodded shyly and said, "Oh... yes."

"Thank you."

A group of people looked at Gu Qiubai with their hands clasped together, with a look of excitement on their faces.

In their hearts, they still have a sense of superiority towards outsiders.

Although Gu Qiubai passed the first two rounds, his performance was mediocre, and it is even more difficult for a rural person to make achievements in music theory!
Gu Qiubai looked calm, sat down slowly, and stroked the strings with his slender fingers.

In an instant, a melodious and soft tune came out from the piano.

When they heard the sound of the piano, everyone's eyes were filled with surprise. They were familiar with music theory and knew that the person who could play such a melody must be proficient in melody.

Moreover, why have they never heard this tune before? Could it be some unpopular tune.

There was a trace of curiosity in the eyes of the pretty girl, could her piano still play such a moving tune?

After Gong Shubo heard this song, his eyes lit up, revealing a trace of expectation.

"Good song, good song!" He exclaimed in his heart.

Even if he thinks he is familiar with famous songs in the world, he has never heard of this song.

"Could it be this person's own composition?" Gong Shubo guessed.

Gu Qiubai played the piano alone, as if he was intoxicated in it, recalling the music he had heard countless times in his mind.

After the prelude ended, the tune changed, and a moving and beautiful singing voice came out of Gu Qiubai's mouth.

"When will the moon be there, ask Qingtian for the wine!"

"I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is it?"

"..."

The song is soft and beautiful, and it seems to have countless sorrows, which reminds people of relatives far away, and then slowly, the whole poem becomes open-minded and full of infinite hope!
"Nung, moon and new moon!"

At the end of the tune, the lingering sound lingers, and it can't stop for a long time...

Everyone was sluggish, immersed in the tune, with endless aftertaste.

After an unknown amount of time, Gong Shubo looked at Gu Qiubai with a strange look in his eyes, and applauded him.

"This person, I will definitely lose the game!"

(End of this chapter)