Chapter 153 The Sound of the Piano and the Shadow of the Sword
Chapter 153 The Sound of the Piano and the Shadow of the Sword
A few moments later, Ye Gaoleng continued: "At that time, she had reached the last moment of her life. Fortunately, I arrived too. Only then did I know that my only son had unfortunately died in the war, leaving only two
The child is none other than An Meng and Xiao Ling'er."
"After she died, I brought Anmeng and Ling'er here. Unfortunately, little Ling'er was paralyzed and spent her whole life in a wheelchair since she was born. Therefore, here, she has never
She has only a few children and has always been very withdrawn. However, the only good thing is that she fell in love with the guqin. Perhaps it was the guqin that made her gradually become more cheerful. Therefore, after I found out about your superb piano skills, I didn’t know how excited I was, so I arranged for you.
Living here, I actually want you to teach her when you have time."
At this moment, Ye Gaoleng's face no longer had the playful smile of the past. Instead, it was filled with a look of begging. Ye Shaohan's eyes narrowed and he said solemnly: "I will do it."
After getting Ye Shaohan's agreement, Ye Gaoleng breathed a sigh of relief.
Let's not talk about Ye Gaoleng's kindness to him for teaching him martial arts. As far as the dark spirit is concerned, Ye Shaohan is extremely fond of her, the kind of love that a brother would have for his sister.
Maybe Ye Shaohan himself doesn't know that in his heart, the figure of his sister in the previous life and the figure of the dark spirit keep overlapping...
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The next day, when the first ray of sunlight shone into the bamboo house, accompanied by the low and soft music of the piano, Ye Shaohan slowly opened his eyes. The whole night of practice did not give him any fatigue. On the contrary, the fatigue of several days in a row disappeared after this night.
It disappeared, the spiritual energy continued to flow in his body, and the cold feeling all over his body made him groan.
Ye Shaohan's face remained calm and calm. After noticing that the spiritual energy in his body became more condensed, Ye Shaohan's figure jumped lightly from the bamboo bed, like a breeze, and his figure appeared at the threshold of the bamboo house.
The sun shone on Ye Shaohan's slightly pale face, and when Ye Shaohan appeared, the euphemistic piano music suddenly stopped.
Under the soft sunshine, a pretty figure sat among the flowers, and the slender hands slipped from the guqin. Today's dark spirit is still wearing a white dress, but the style is different.
He raised his eyes slightly and looked at Ye Shaohan in front of the bamboo house. A smile that eclipsed the flowers in the entire courtyard bloomed on his face, and soon the sweet laughter came: "Teacher, you're awake."
Ye Shaohan nodded slightly and walked towards An Ling. Before he could reach her side, An Ling continued to mutter: "Really, teacher, you are so good at sleeping. It's a pity that my sister never lets me sleep in. She said I can sleep in."
You will definitely have no future prospects, so, teacher, you better not sleep in in the future."
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Ye Shaohan couldn't help but chuckle. He had been practicing hard all night, but in the eyes of the dark spirit, he was actually sleeping in. He shook his head helplessly and without explaining, his eyes fell on the guqin on the bamboo table, and he secretly thought that he should also get one.
The piano is up.
An Ling saw Ye Shaohan's gaze falling on the guqin, staring at Ye Shaohan with his beautiful eyes, and begged: "Teacher, are you going to teach me a piece of music today? It's the piece you played yesterday. I think your piece of music sounds good, yes.
I want to learn that piece of music."
Looking at the happy Dark Spirit, Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly, pointed at the guqin and said, "Play the song you just played for me again."
"Hmm...then just listen."
Dark Spirit quickly closed his eyes, with a faint smile on his pretty face. His slender hands kept shaking on the strings. In the silent courtyard, the gentle, low and relaxed music kept echoing.
Ye Shaohan also closed his eyes and listened to this piano music.
Ye Shaohan's piano skills may not have reached the master level. Before he joined the special forces, he majored in the five-stringed qin. After becoming a special forces soldier, he did not put down the guqin, but the guqin had been immersed in the dark for more than 20 years.
The dark spirit's fingers continued to move, and the sound of the piano was pushed forward. However, at this moment, Ye Shaohan suddenly opened his eyes and whispered: "Stop."
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and An Ling looked at Ye Shaohan with a puzzled face. Ye Shaohan said softly: "Xiao Ling'er, how do you feel about the past few paragraphs."
"It's very good. It feels very smooth, without any stiffness." An Ling said proudly, but Ye Shaohan's expression disappointed her, and she couldn't help but muttered: "Teacher, didn't I play well just now?
Although this piece of music is simple, I play it several times every day."
"Give me the guqin and listen carefully." Ye Shaohan took the guqin from Dark Spirit's hand and sat upright. The sound of the guqin seemed to be still lingering in his ears. He kept playing the guqin with his hands, and it was still the same tune.
, the sound of the piano was still low and soft, but there was a hint of astonishment on Dark Spirit's face.
Even though it was the same piece of music, Dark Spirit felt that Ye Shaohan played it better than her, but she couldn't explain why.
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped. Holding down the strings, Ye Shaohan said to the dark spirit: "Listen carefully again."
Her hands plucked the strings again. Although the sound was melodious and pleasant, Dark Spirit could hear something strange. The sound was worse than before, just like what she was playing herself.
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped again. Ye Shaohan placed the piano in his arms lightly on the bamboo table. Looking at Dark Ling's thoughtful expression, he said, "Little Ling'er, do you understand?"
Dark Spirit didn't even think about it, and muttered directly: "I don't understand, why are they all playing the same thing, but they sound different?"
Ye Shaohan nodded, plucked the strings lightly, and said: "That's because of the gap in basic skills. Xiao Ling'er, you've played for so many years and your basic skills are good, but you lack formal training, and your basic skills are still not good. For example,
There are as many as ninety-one kinds of the most basic overtones under the influence of seven strings and thirteen emblems, and, little Ling'er, how many have you mastered?"
"Overtones refer to consonants, and there are actually ninety-one variations?" An expression of disbelief appeared on Dark Spirit's face, and he immediately looked at Ye Shaohan with unusual fervor. Ye Shaohan continued: "There are so many variations in overtones alone.
What about adding scattered tones and pressed tones? With the three combined, how many types are there?"
The delicate face was full of fiery color. Now, Dark Spirit did not pester Ye Shaohan to teach her the music, but taught her some basic skills. Ye Shaohan had no experience in teaching students. At most, he taught them how to assassinate the enemy.
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Therefore, Ye Shaohan was troubled for a while, and finally had to use the method taught by his teacher in his previous life.
Even so, Dark Ling was fascinated by what he heard. After Ye Shaohan finished speaking, Dark Ling started practicing even more enthusiastically.
Ye Shaohan also stood quietly aside, looking at the girl among the flowers. He immediately pulled out the Qilin Sword and danced to the sound of the piano. The wind followed him. In the entire courtyard, the petals were blown up by the wind and the figures were swaying.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan's sword became softer and softer, seeming to be light and without any lethality.
With the low and soft music of the piano surrounding his ears, Ye Shaohan's figure became softer and softer, like the breeze blowing on the ground. Looking from a distance, he looked like a butterfly dancing among the flowers. Dark Spirit's beautiful eyes were filled with surprise.
He glanced at the intoxicated figure, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"If, if I could stand up, that would be great." The sound of Dark Spirit's piano changed slightly, revealing a touch of sadness and helplessness, and Ye Shaohan's sword posture also changed accordingly, revealing a hint of helplessness.
There was a sense of loneliness and loneliness, and the sword changed with the piano. Just like this, as the sun continued to shine, a trace of sweat appeared on the foreheads of both of them.
After dancing with the sword, Ye Shaohan practiced again. After the practice was completed, and after instructing the dark spirits on some details, Ye Shaohan followed An Meng to the courtyard where the seventh team was located.
An Meng still maintained an indifferent expression towards Ye Shaohan, but there was a trace of gratitude in his eyes.
As for Ye Gaoleng, he went down the mountain this morning and rushed back to the Ye family in Headwind City. The four commanders were usually not on the mountain, but at the Ye family in Headwind City. Some of the things on the mountain were taken care of by the four chiefs.
Yes, just as Ye Shaohan expected, the two people at the mountain road were both Spirit Emperor level warriors, and they were two of the four major metropolises.
After arriving in the courtyard where the seventh team was located, everyone stopped practicing and shouted to Ye Shaohan respectfully: "Captain."
Ye Shaohan's current mission is to understand the strength of the members of the seventh team. This is a hardship for these Ye family soldiers. They have to fight against Ye Shaohan every day and are beaten to death. Then Ye Shaohan also customized some devilish plans against them.
, each of them was tortured to death, and after ### these members of the Ye Family Army, Ye Shaohan returned to the courtyard to practice his sword again.
Dark Spirit, on the other hand, continued to practice the basic skills, and the deep sound of the piano floated throughout the courtyard.
Time is like running water, which cannot be held or grasped. For a whole month, Ye Shaohan, who does not know what boring is, has been doing the same thing day and night, just like the days of hard training in the Ye family.
He kept simulating the sword postures in his mind, and at the same time, he was running his mental skills. Whenever he had some insights, he would dance with his sword in the courtyard like a madman.
Perhaps he has become accustomed to the loneliness and boredom caused by hard training, but Ye Shaohan has been practicing day by day.
In the past, when he was at Ye's house, when Ye Shaohan was tired, he would always raise his head and look forward. There was the figure of Zhang Ming dancing his sword. But now, when Ye Shaohan was tired, he also looked forward. There was a pretty figure there.
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Regardless of the wind or rain, Ye Shaohan's figure is always swaying in the courtyard, and similarly, the deep and soft sounds of the piano are also floating in the courtyard.
In the past, there was Zhang Ming to accompany him, but now he has a dark spirit to accompany him. Perhaps, that's why Ye Shaohan is always dancing with his sword.
A woman is sitting among the flowers playing the piano, and a man is waving a long sword. The sound of the piano is melodious, and the shadow of the sword is charming, forming a beautiful landscape...