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Chapter 230 Listening to the Tao in a quiet night

Aying's pipa is skillfully and smoothly played, and the exotic music makes tourists interesting - it is hard for everyone to imagine that the national pipa, the national instrument of their country, can perform such a moving and strange charm in the hands of this Vietnamese woman.

The song ended, and the audience applauded.

After Aying stood up to thank him, she said something that surprised everyone:

"Although many of our Vietnamese instruments come from China, after years of change, we have formed our own unique culture and have been deeply integrated into the lives of our Vietnamese people. Therefore, we are very proud and proud in the introduction and development of national instruments. The Chinese friend who came with me just said that our Vietnamese lyrics are too heavy and depressing. Although I don't think so, I am still willing to listen to the performances of my Chinese friends. Who would like to come and try it?"

When tourists heard this, they were immediately in an uproar. Everyone heard the meaning of Ah Ying's words, which was the Vietnamese's consistent denial of Chinese culture and their exaggeration and intoxication of their own culture.

Although Aying's words were polite, gentle and polite, they still hurt the nerves of Chinese tourists. However, among the more than 30 Chinese tourists, one or two of them could play the piano, violin, and even saxophone, and they were at a loss when facing a large number of national instruments on the reef.

Only then did many people deeply realize that the things left by our ancestors were almost thrown away in their lifetime.

The two girls among the tourists were obviously very careful. They heard that A Ying was trying to challenge Corning in her words. After a brief discussion, one of the girls wearing glasses stood up and shouted loudly at Corning, who was silently sitting on the reef without saying a word: "Handsome guy, let them see! You don't want to see us Chinese people ashamed, right?"

The girl's shouting aroused strong resonance among everyone. Amid the encouragement, Kang Ning looked at Lan Xin who was staring at her coldly, smiled bitterly, and refused the Chinese tour guide's inquiry. He stepped forward and picked up a mottled erhu, checked for a moment to wipe the ponytail on the bowstring. After a little debugging, he pulled up without saying a word.

Kangning pulls the ground out of the earth is a famous Erhu song "River Water".

At the beginning, Corning's technique, which had not played the song for a long time, was a little unfamiliar, but after a few trembling flaws, Corning, who gradually integrated into the song, slowly closed his eyes and gradually controlled it as he moved his hands.

As the bowstrings slide, a lingering sadness that was like weeping and complaining overflowed with the wind. Several consecutive vibratos fully reflected a dark and gloomy sense of depression. Sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low-pitched sadness infected everyone on the scene. Everyone seemed to see a figure who was heartbroken but futile, crying and complaining. His passionate and lingering appeals and despair deeply touched everyone on the scene. An invisible heavy pressure and sadness filled people's hearts.

Lan Xin was also very moved. She was very familiar with this song. Whenever her father Lan Jianguo was depressed and frustrated, he also liked to play the erhu. This simple instrument brought Lan Xin's memories of many past events.

At this time, Kang Ning's song sound unknowingly made the anger in her eyes replaced by sorrow. Lan Xin's tears couldn't help but roll down. As the sad and low song sound gradually faded, it seemed that the desperate figure stopped struggling in pain, and in a state of powerless grief that had hurt, he sank into the abyss and died little by little.

The songs had already drifted away with the wind, and there was silence by the bonfire.

Everyone had not yet woken up from the heavy sad mood. Kang Ning, who was covered in tears, quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, gently put down his erhu, and stood up and left.

Lan Xin opened her tears, but was surprised to see that Corning's tall back was shaking forward like drunkenness, and she no longer had the confidence and calmness of the morning. In the lonely night, she seemed so lonely and depressed.

Aying wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Just as she was about to raise her legs and catch up, she found that the beautiful girl among the tourists was chasing Kang Ning like crazy.

Aying was shocked and quickly explained to the tour guide a few words and hurriedly caught up with him.

Three young men and a girl went out to play with Lan Xin. After a moment of silence, they quickly stood up and chased after him. Seeing this, everyone in the tour group stood up in shock and watched. The two tour guides were so anxious that they hurriedly looked for excuses and comforted them.

Lan Xin's friends rushed to Kang Ning and Lan Xin panting, but found that Kang Ning was calm and indifferent under Lan Xin's hysterical push. Only Lan Xin's painful crying sounds intermittently:

"You evil man... don't think that you can deceive me by pulling a broken erhu... Didn't you say I was deceived? You said... OK, I'll listen to you today...or even if you die, I won't let you go... You... beast..."

Aying rushed to Corning and asked nervously what was going on? Although Corning had a dark face, she had returned to peace.

He gently pushed Aying away, stepped forward, and whispered to the angry Lan Xin: "I didn't expect you to be so willful. Maybe you forgot that this is Mang Street in Vietnam, not Lan Ning, your father's hand, and you have no rationality at all! In this situation, if I want to leave, I can't stop me. I believe you will definitely understand this. However, since you are not afraid of death, I must tell you the truth about the matter. Well, do you want everyone to listen to it or want to talk alone? I'll stand here waiting for you. If you can't make a decision within a minute, please go back to the campfire and stay honestly, and warn you again: This is not Lan Ning!"

"Corning?"

Lan Xindi, a male companion, obviously recognized Kang Ning. After blurting out, he immediately covered his mouth with his hands and retreated in horror. The other two people next to him immediately became nervous and retreated quickly. Only the weak girl who came finally came forward and stood beside Lan Xin.

Kang Ning looked at the three young men who took a few steps back, his eyes full of disdain.

Kang Ning pointed to the girl beside Lan Xin and said coldly to the three cowardly men: "You guys are not even as good as a woman, so don't come out and show their shame. I solemnly warn you now that if something happens here is spread, you can wait for me to settle the score with you!"

As the three big men nodded frequently, Lan Xin pushed away the female companion around her and stepped forward to Kang Ning: "Say, where to talk? I'll go with you alone!"

Corning nodded and raised his hand toward the rising tide beach.

Lan Xin looked at the dark sea surface, snorted angrily, then pushed away the long hair covering her forehead, and strode over without hesitation, leaving a group of people looking anxiously in place.

In the hazy night, two figures, one high and one low, stood like reefs on the beach dozens of meters away. Amid the sound of the tide hitting the coast, no one knew what the two were talking about.

Just as everyone was worried that the tide soaking their knees would flood them, the two sculpture-like figures started to move.

Lan Xin's face was ashes, and she stumbled towards the bonfire. Kang Ning walked slowly in the opposite direction, and soon she was submerged in the green trees.

The tranquility of night is as bright as death!
Chapter completed!