Dimiao

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[gl Baihe] "Flute Miao" Author: varietea【End】

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It's the faint sound of the flute, the raging flames of war, and that glimpse in the chaotic world is enough to disturb my heart.

Lu Dimiao, you have to go down with me.

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Content tags: The Age of Old Movies in the Republic of China

Search keywords: Protagonist: Lu Dimiao, Yin Ziyu┃ Supporting roles: Xi Er, Wei Chi, Wei Chen┃ Others: Dizi, Pipa, Quer

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☆, Yu Ju

In the autumn of 1930, the sky was high and the weather was high.

It was winter, and there was a misty smoke coming from the house with high eaves and blue tiles, like the smoke of making tea or smoking opium.There is a door plate in front of the big house, which says "Yu Ju".

Lu Dimiao had just landed from the boat, and she hadn't recovered for a moment, feeling that she was still floating on the floating water.Looking up, he saw the smoke slowly dissipating in the sky, and the boy at the door was lazily. After Lu Dimiao told the name of the person, he nodded slightly and raised his finger in a direction.

Lu Dimiao took a breath, nodded lightly, and stepped in.

Inside the big house is a tea garden, because of the time, there are very few guests at this time, only one table, drinking tea and listening to a little song, the song is played by a girl, it seems that she was scolded by the guests, wronged went underground.

Later, another charming girl came up, she raised her brows lightly, her amorous feelings were indescribable, Lu Dimiao only felt that her spine had softened a bit.

The guest smiled with satisfaction.She played the pipa, lowered her eyebrows, her thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Lu Dimiao suddenly held the flute in her hand.

He was fascinated, and so were the guests.Until the sound of footsteps behind him woke Lu Dimiao up.

It was an old man, with white hair all over his head and frosty eyebrows and eyes: "Little friend, since you can play, why don't you play a song?"

Lu Dimiao smiled awkwardly, put the flute to his lips, and the melodious sound of the flute sounded, accompanied by the sound of the pipa. The two seemed to cooperate for a long time, and the harmony was amazing.

When she realized that Lu Dimiao had joined, the smile on her lips deepened, and her movements were neat and neat. After the song was played, the guests applauded: "Boss Yin's piano skills are getting better and better."

Boss Yin raised one side of his hair and hung it by his ear, half of his mouth curled up in a half-smile: "That's too serious, Yin's piano skills are not good enough."

After listening to Lu Dimiao's song, the old man patted him on the shoulder and motioned him to follow.

The old man took him to the backstage and sat down straight: "Where's your mother?"

"My mother went to Qianyuexian, and left her address for me to join Senior Rong." Lu Dimiao replied respectfully.

"Oh." He nodded knowingly, pondered for a while and asked, "How about staying here?"

Staying here? His mind was a little confused. He looked up at Senior Rong drinking tea with downcast eyes, and asked uncertainly, "What can Lu do here?"

Rong Luo smiled, and Boss Yin walked in at a leisurely pace, and also laughed: "Chui Qu'er."

Lu Dimiao turned her head to look at her dumbly, Yin Ziyu frowned, and said with a smile, "Just like just now, Qu'er is singing well."

Lu Dimiao's smile faltered, and she murmured in a low voice: "...Yin...girl..."

Boss Yin took him to the wing room upstairs, and picked a room facing the sun and facing the wind. There was a desk next to the window, complete with pens, ink, papers and inkstones. As if he knew his doubts, Boss Yin leaned against the desk with his hands folded beside.

She raised her eyelids, her thick eyelashes formed a beautiful landscape, exhaled lightly, and smiled with the corners of her lips curled up: "The accommodation and board expenses are deducted from the monthly money, and your money is the same as everyone else's." , Fifteen coins are issued every month."

Lu Dimiao could only say, "Thank you, Boss Yin."

Yin Ziyu smiled again: "Thank you for what, your good technique of hand flute, you can pay a lot more money in other shops than mine."

Lu Dimiao just smiled awkwardly and politely.

Boss Yin stood with arms folded for a while, but Lu Dimiao was nervous and speechless.The surroundings were quiet, but she glanced casually until the old door downstairs squeaked.

She just closed her collar, Shi Shiran went downstairs, and reminded him: "Go to the backstage directly later, Elder Rong will arrange work for you."

When she reached the corner, she said angrily to the downstairs: "Ashu, what did you do here? If the guests..."

Her voice had a sweet Wu tone, and Lu Dimiao wanted to continue listening, but she had already gone down the stairs to the lobby, so the lingering tone would naturally not be given to him.

Lu Dimiao narrowed his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment, the woody wing room, the carved log cabinet, the scenery of the outer suburbs can be seen through the window, and the sound of water is heard when he tilts his head to listen carefully.This is a rare and good place, and it is also a peach blossom source to avoid luxury and luxury.

When Elder Rong saw him, his cold brows and eyes softened a little, and he asked him, "Did your mother teach you how to play the flute?"

Lu Dimiao replied: "Yes, my mother has always loved to study these skills. She likes all kinds of flutes and has also learned skills such as Dong flute and Mongolian flute. It's just that my talent is not so good. Up to now, I have only learned the flute she taught."

"Your mother likes too many things. She is...she is extremely talented, but she is unwilling to succumb to a certain school. It is her true love that supports her to study everywhere." Rong Luo sighed.

Rong Luo's words lingered in his mouth, looking at Lu Dimiao who was standing cautiously aside, he asked, "What about your father?"

Lu Dizhen pursed his lips subconsciously, his expression flustered for a moment, but fortunately he was familiar with controlling his emotions, he calmed down for a moment, and then opened his mouth: "I don't know."

And this series of actions was naturally under the eyes of Elder Rong.

Rong Luo patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, feeling that the shoulders under his hands were very thin, and felt a little more pity unconsciously: "Today, I will take you to familiarize yourself with the environment first, and you can take a break for the next two days. I will take You go to meet a few other people, we will rehearse tomorrow morning and afternoon first. After resting, I will discuss with Boss Yin about letting you take the stage."

Lu Dimiao looked at him gratefully: "Thank you, Senior Rong."

Rong Luo touched his beard: "You don't have to be restrained here, just like them, just call me Rong Lao."

Rong Luo opened the pocket watch case, saw the time and immediately smiled: "Di Miao, you happened to be on stage, let's go to the hall to watch, and by the way, let me point out the other people on our side."

There are many people in the hall at this point, and several tables surround the stage. Lu Dimiao and Rong Lao approached from a distance, and they could see a few people performing on the stage. Take it easy.

Mr. Rong introduced for him: "Di Miao, the man playing the piano on the stage is Mu Ning from our store, who belongs to Boss Yin's father's generation, and the girl who plays the pipa is Fan Xiaoshu, who is Boss Yin's apprentice and is relatively young... "Paused, a look of disappointment flashed in Rong's eyes, "Listen, I made a mistake again, we have been practicing this piece for at least a month."

Lu Dizhen debated the sound carefully, and indeed found a few places that were not very harmonious.He listened to Qu'er carefully, and listened to Elder Rong's explanation by the way.

"Our shop is relatively small, and we only have two performances on weekdays, and the repertoire is also performed in a loop. Boss Yin sometimes asks someone to invite a few opera troupes from other places to sing opera, or invite some Westerners to come. Play a song. But it's relatively rare, Boss Yin is tired of those." Elder Rong stroked his beard and added.

Lu Dizhen stepped on his feet slightly, and scanned the surrounding area, but he didn't sweep it down, and saw Boss Yin's figure in the crowd.She was born beautiful, her eyes were full of starlight, her red lips were always half drawn, and her smile was condensed on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes. In addition to her exquisite figure, she was the most eye-catching among the group of people.

Yin Ziyu was doing Tai Chi while talking with the guest next to her, when she suddenly felt a gaze so intense that she couldn't ignore it, she glanced in that direction vaguely.Finally, she saw the newcomer Lu Dimiao, his eyes were ignorant, and there was a clear panic flashing at this moment, she smiled deeper and winked at him.