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Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 2081

Published at 9th of June 2022 07:33:03 AM


Chapter 2081

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The three notes of guqin, scattered, overtone and pressed, are very quiet. Scattered sound is loose and broad, which makes people think of ancient times; Overtones are like sounds of nature, with a sense of coldness and immortality; According to the sound is very rich, under the fingers of Yin Yu rhyme, subtle and long, when such as human language, can dialogue, when such as the mood of the heart, ethereal and changeable.

In a word, the greatest characteristic of Guqin is "quiet". First, the sound of Guqin is quiet and far away. Second, the environment for playing Guqin is quiet, and the heart of the player is also quiet.

The ancients highly praised the idea of "no corner, no big utensils."; The great sound is hard to hear. The great form has no shape. The sound of the piano is low, distant and ethereal, which makes people enter the artistic conception of "silent music" beyond the sound, and experience the realm of "Xisheng" and "Zhijing".

Later generations seldom know how to appreciate the charm of Guqin. When ordinary people first come into contact with guqin, they will mistakenly think that all guqin music sounds similar in style, and there is no difference. It is because the melody and rhythm of Guqin are complex and special, and it is difficult for the brain to remember. Therefore, it is often necessary for people to learn to play Guqin before they can gradually master the rhythm of Guqin music, This is the truth of "speaking thousands of songs and then singing".

"The most dazzling national style" is on the contrary. The reason why these catchy divine songs are brainwashed is that their melody is simple and the rules are obvious. It's easy to remember when you listen to them, as evidenced by the popularity of later generations all over the world.

Then, with the powerful internal power of song Qingshu, people's aesthetic level in this era can hardly accept this kind of style, but they can't control their body's instinctive reaction.

However, these people have self-esteem. No one wants to dance in public, which makes them laugh. So they all try their best to be patient. But the more patient they are, listening to the music, it's like electricity pouring into their heads, making them feel numb and trembling.

At the end of the song, song Qingshu returned to his seat and enjoyed his tea leisurely. He was not a fool. He would not play such a tune on some solemn and formal occasions, but now the red sleeve move... Who is the real gentleman here? Where can they appreciate the spirit of Guqin? This kind of music is more grounded and can touch their heart.

After a long time, the others slowly came back to their senses.

Huang shannu has the highest skill and the best concentration. She is also the first one to recover. Her expression when she looks at Song Qingshu suddenly changes. She can't help but ask, "how did you do it?"

Song Qingshu shrugged: "I said I have excellent piano skills, none of you believe it."

Xue Baochai also recovered from shock. Hearing what he said, she couldn't help saying, "you didn't play the piano very well before."

During this period of contact, song Qingshu had already known that she had not spent much time with Jia Baoyu in recent years, so he directly replied: "we should treat each other with new eyes after three days of separation. Sister Bao should understand this truth."

"Look, you are proud," Xue Baochai chuckled, "but your style... Can't be elegant after all."

"Yes, that's what the ancients said. It's just ugly." At this time other people gradually wake up, a childe can't help echoing.

Xue pan and song Qingshu naturally stood on the same front. Seeing this, they immediately helped to fight back: "bah, just now you are the happiest. Doesn't it mean that you like this kind of music?"

"I... i... flower everyone, I'm not..." the man's face turned red instantly and explained to Hua Kui in a hurry.

At this time, Hua Yuyan couldn't help laughing: "I think this tune is very interesting. Although it's a little against the ancient law, it's original and has a direct impact on my heart. The feeling just now is really wonderful."

This group of people had just felt a little ashamed of their reaction, but now they were relieved to hear what Zhengzhu said. They no longer stubbornly found fault and agreed with each other.

Hua Yuyan took the picture scroll and went to song Qingshu: "Yuyan kept the promise just now, and this painting will be given to the childe..." soon her smile stagnated, because the other party nodded, took the painting and handed it to Xue Baochai: "it's for you."

Xue Baochai was surprised and embarrassed: "give it to me?"

"Didn't I just say that I came out to play for you?" Song Qingshu looked at her and replied.

Xue Baochai's face turned red instantly. She lowered her head and dared not look at others. She whispered, "thank you."

Xue Pan had a bad feeling in his heart. He thought Baoyu was really a jerk. I took him as my brother, but he came to soak my sister? But this is good, lest he and I rob everyone, sister, you sacrifice a little, first entangle him for a while.

If Xue Baochai knew what he was thinking, she would be so angry that she would grab the teapot on the side and hit him on the head.

Hua Yuyan was ignored, but he was annoyed, but he was inconvenient to attack and went back to his seat directly: "as you can see from Mr. Jia, all of you here are good at both literature and martial arts, which makes Yuyan a little difficult."

"I don't know what's bothering you. If you talk about it, you may be able to share the girl's worries." A group of people have come to the spirit.

Hua Yuyan covered his mouth and said with a smile, "I'm worried that all of you are handsome men, but I have only one person. I have no skills. But no matter who I choose, it will hurt the face of the others. It's really embarrassing."

Everyone knew that Zhengxi was coming, so they all said with a smile, "we're all worried about spending too much. You can just choose. We're not mean people."

Song Qingshu turned his lips, thinking that these people are just pretending to be generous to leave a good impression. When he finds out that he has lost the election, he will not look so good.

Hua Yuyan said: "I think about it, and finally decided to give the choice to Providence."

"Providence?" A group of people were at a loss.

Hua Yuyan didn't explain. Soon the maid held out a stack of petals, and she said: "these petals are just picked by someone I ordered. You can count how many petals there are before the petals fall to the ground. Finally, the one closest to the correct number wins."

Xue Baochai said in a low voice: "the flower chief is really a good schemer. You can only guess who can count so many petals in a short time. Everyone's opportunities are the same, and everything is decided by the will of heaven. No one can blame her afterwards."

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "in such a place, which is not the generation of eight faceted."

Xue Baochai couldn't help looking at him: "it seems that you often come to such places."

Song Qingshu smile a stagnation, very wisely did not take her words stubble.

"Since everyone has no problem, I'll start." Hua Yuyan smiles and starts to dance with a plate, which attracts a lot of men to shout.

Xue Baochai curled her lips and hummed in a very low voice: "it's just a flower petal. She has to dance a little bit. It's pretentious."

One side of the yellow shirt woman nodded with deep sympathy.

Song Qingshu secretly laughs. It seems that women just don't like to see women.

Hua Yuyan danced for a while, and suddenly his wrist was a little bit, just like a woman in heaven scattering flowers. The flowers all over the sky were flying out of the plate. A group of people were staring and counting, but just a few of them were dizzy. How could they count them?

Xue pan was so anxious that she could not help but ask her sister. Xue Baochai shook her head slightly, and she could not count.

Song Qingshu smiles a little. With his skill, he can use Qi to sense without using his eyes. He quickly determines the exact number!

Soon everyone handed in their guesses. After Hua Yuyan checked them, he said with a smile: "it seems that Mr. Xue is the luckiest, and his answer is the closest to the actual number of films."




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