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Chapter 25: An amazing song in the college entrance examination! 5

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Chapter 25: Taking the college entrance examination, an amazing song! (5)

Plants always grow more luxuriantly in the south direction. Xiao Yao, who was once a special soldier, has no need to say much about her ability to survive in the wild. Of course, this is not difficult for her. By observing the smoothness and color of the bamboo path

, Xiao Yao quickly determined the correct direction, so every time he reached a fork in the road, Xiao Yao carefully observed the bamboo to distinguish the direction.

Finally, at the end of the bamboo path in front of her, she saw the dazzling sunlight.

Walking out of the bamboo forest, the sight suddenly opened up. On a piece of grass like a green carpet, there was an exquisite courtyard. On the door of the courtyard, there were three words written on the wooden plaque - Feng Yin Yuan. There was a wooden plaque on the side of the tree, which said the assessment of piano and painting.

The words at.

Dropping a bamboo leaf in his hand on the grass, Xiao Yao strode into the open wooden door of Fengyin Garden.

Inside the wooden door, there are three grass reeds, with wing rooms on the left and right sides. In front of the grass reeds, a woman with a commoner and a hairpin is carefully setting the strings of the guqin in her hand with a focused expression. Under the pergola in the corner of the courtyard, a scholar-looking man is concentrating.

Drawing grapes on a shelf.

"Two gentlemen, I'm here to take a test!" Xiao Yao stopped in front of the woman who was tuning the strings.

The woman frowned and raised her face, "There is a piano and a flute in the east chamber, and a pen and ink in the west chamber. You don't know how to get it yourself?!"

Xiao Yao moved into the room and saw that there were all kinds of zithers and instruments in the room, and even two cowhide drums. Liu Ru'er was once a famous actress in Beijing. It was a guzheng that captivated the heart of the third young master of the Xiao family.

, and later gave birth to her daughter Xiao Yao, and naturally taught her a lot.

Although Xiao Yao didn't know how to play the piano in her previous life, her memory merged with Xiao Yao's, so she naturally inherited this skill. With just one glance, she immediately selected the guzheng with a slightly burnt tail, held it in both hands and carried it out the door.

She gently plucked the strings and listened to the music. She picked up her robe and sat at the foot of the door. She plucked the strings lightly with her fingers and the music began.

After a few mellow starting sounds, she swept her fingers quickly, and a string of watery melody flowed out from under her fingers. It was the ancient song "A Laugh from the Sea" that she loved so much before she traveled through time.

"The sea is laughing and rolling with tides on both sides of the Taiwan Strait

Ups and Downs, Follow the Waves to Remember the Present Day

The sky is smiling and the world is full of tides

God knows who will lose and who will win.

…”

While playing and singing, her palms would tap the head of the piano from time to time, making the sound sound like a drumbeat, adding to the momentum.

She plays the piano with one finger and beats the drums with the other hand. The heroic singing in her mouth makes her voice so heroic and even more ethereal.

"The mountains and rivers laugh and the rain is far away

How much do you know in the world of mortals?

The breeze's laughter actually causes loneliness

There is still a night photo left of pride

The common people laugh no longer lonely

The pride is still smiling foolishly

La……”

After the song, Xiao Yao stood up with his qin in his arms, turned around and put the qin back to its place. Instead of talking nonsense with the two gentlemen, he walked straight to the door of the west chamber, dipped his pen in his hand and dipped the ink into the inkstone.

He splashed the paper, signed his name in the lower right corner, dropped the brush, and walked away.

She had never learned how to paint. Instead of wasting time pretending, it would be better to be straightforward and paint instead of painting.

Strange to say, just after Xiao Yao walked towards the door, the ink that originally flowed under the drawing board suddenly seemed to be pulled by a strange force, flowing upstream and meandering on the drawing paper as if alive, as if there was a

The invisible pen is drawing like a dragon on the drawing paper.

In a moment, the ink that Xiao Yao casually splashed on the paper turned into a galloping horse, with sharp strokes, showing the arrogance and unruliness of a proud horse.

A waste painting can be turned into treasure in an instant!


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