Confession at 0.7 Hz

Provincial Kunqu Opera Theater's fourth generation Daomadan & experimental electronic music producer Shen Weiyang, Kun Opera Daoma Dan. There are two types of people she hates most in her life: One is that Kun Opera is an antique from the past; The second is those who cannot understand "human language". As a result, she bumped into Lu Xizhou, a musician who uses Hertz to measure heartbeats and decibels to describe emotions. He handed over a cooperation invitation: "I am very interested in the respiratory rate at 3 minutes and 12 seconds in your "Night Run". The deviation is 0.7Hz. I suggest you adjust it." Shen Weiyang printed out the email, drew a big red cross on "0.7Hz", and commented: Mr. Lu, I suggest you learn to breathe first, and then learn to be a human being. Later, in the old factory building, she waved her sleeves to the music, and his fingertips beat on the synthesizer. There was a lot of curses in the audience: "It's neither fish nor fowl! It's an insult to our ancestors!" She chuckled into the microphone: "If my ancestors were alive today, they would also want to play with synthesizers." When she turned around, her old knee injury recurred, and she staggered and fell—— Falling into a warm embrace. Lu Xizhou's voice, mixed with the sound of electricity, resounded throughout the audience: "Sampling now, Shen Weiyang's heartbeat, 127 beats/min." He paused, lowered his head and added in her ear: "——Is it because of the pain or because of me? I suggest you do an analysis of the cause." Later, on the day Shen Weiyang left the stage, she only sang one line: "It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming all over the place, but they are all left in ruins." After singing, she said: "The colorful flowers will wither, but the spring breeze comes every year." A reporter asked: "Is your cross-border collaboration with Mr. Lu art or a gimmick?" Before she could speak, Lu Xizhou pressed the play button—— The recording was the first time he recorded it, her sigh hidden behind the scenes. Mixed with the child's voice as she taught her children how to sing, the sound of keyboard tapping, and the falling ginkgo leaves outside the window. Later, someone heard this passage on his recorder that was always on: "Lu Xizhou, I'm old and can't sing anymore." "You don't need to sing. You breathe and it's the play." In the background, children are babbling, keyboards are being tapped, and the wind is rustling. ——It is the sound of time and the frequency of love, It is evidence that two souls have found resonance with each other. Reading Reminder (If you have saved 150,000+ manuscripts, you can feel free to enter the pit) 1. Traditional intangible cultural heritage × cutting-edge technology, Daoma Dan × electronic music 2. Double strength, two-way redemption, slow but delicate 3. Contains knowledge of Kunqu Opera and vocal music, and a little bit of physics. But I guarantee you'll understand 4. Both male and female protagonists have flaws and are learning how to love. 5. He is so sweet I swear 6. Do not substitute. Any similarity is purely coincidental. [Small theater:] In the background, the emergency lights were pale. Shen Weiyang suffered from an old knee injury and his costume was soaked in cold sweat. He knelt on one knee and touched her swollen joint with his fingertips. "It hurts?" "Bullshit." He pulled out the tablet, and the wave lines on the sonogram became jagged. "C minor," he raised his eyes to look at her, "your pain is in C minor." Shen Weiyang was stunned and suddenly laughed: "Lu Xizhou, you are such a..." "Madman." He answered, putting on the knee pads for her with his hands very firmly, "But the madman measured your frequency." [Little angels who like this article, please remember to save it. I love you all~] Purpose: I hope that the intangible cultural heritage Kun Opera will be passed down forever