Zhishan raised his hand gently, and saw a faint blue light flashing through his long, white palm. In an instant, there was a jade flute lying in his palm.
"This flute...was it made by your inner strength??" Hua Weiluo looked at the green flute in his palm with curiosity. He saw that it was completely green, shining with a warm luster in the sun, as clear as
It can drip water normally.
"Yes." Zhishan nodded, looked at Hua Weiluo with a pair of deep eyes, lightly opened his thin lips, and asked gently: "What do you want to hear?"
"Uh...I..." Hua Weiluo paused, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said with a smile: "As long as my junior brother can play well, I like it."
Zhishan's pale pink lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were shining brightly.
He thought for a moment, then placed the jade flute across his lips, and a melodious flute sound immediately came out.
The unique timbre of the flute permeates the small courtyard, like a pastoral poem, elegant, light, quiet and far away; like a gurgling stream, gentle and clear, singing in a low voice, or like a distant road.
The scenery is pure and natural without any ornaments or ornaments.
The sound of the flute floats in the air, the notes are melodious, and the beautiful rhythm spreads to the ears where the flowers have not yet fallen. Sometimes it is high-pitched, sometimes melodious, sometimes passionate, sometimes low.
The beautiful sound of the flute seems to put the flowers in a beautiful dream. It feels so intoxicating, as if flowers are blooming all over the heart in an instant. The sound of the flute plays with the wind strings, and the fragrance of flowers on the other side dances elegantly.
, falling or rising together, gently drifting past the ears and overflowing the heart.
When the song ended, the flowers had not yet fallen but they were still immersed in the beautiful notes of the flute, and they did not come back to their senses for a long time.
Zhishan didn't say anything, he just sat there quietly and watched the flowers fall, her small figure reflected in a pair of deep pupils.
"Junior brother..."
After a long time, before the flowers fell, he raised his head, looked at Zhishan's handsome face with a pair of eyes as clear as water, and murmured: "It sounds so good... You obviously play so well, but you still play
Say you only know a little bit??”
Zhishan's lips curved into a beautiful smile and said, "As long as you like it."
"Hmm..." Hua Weiluo thought for a while, and then begged him: "How about you teach me how to play the flute. Then I will go on stage and play a song for them like you. It will shock everyone.
When I get first place, grandpa will definitely be happy!"
"no."
Almost subconsciously, Zhishan rejected her.
If he wins first place, the emperor will marry Hua Weiluo...
"Why not??" Hua Weiluo looked at Zhishan with a puzzled face, thought about it carefully, and then begged him with a pair of red lips: "Do you feel that after listening to the song I sang just now?
After watching my dance, you feel that I have no artistic talent? It doesn’t matter. Although I have no talent, I work hard enough. As long as you teach me, I will definitely learn it seriously!!”
"..." Zhishan said nothing. After hesitating for a long time, he then asked in a low voice: "Do you really want to learn??"
"Yeah!!" Hua Weiluo nodded vigorously.
"Okay, then you first use your inner power to transform into a flute." Zhishan put the jade flute back into his palm, and a blue light flashed through it.
