Chapter 143 Everyone shows off their piano skills at the Xianqin Festival
When Shen Yifei was complaining, Song Qingshu noticed someone staring at her, so she looked over and found a strange face, showing some doubts.
Shen Yifei looked at him and smiled in return.
Sensing something strange about the people around him, Tarogu pulled Song Qingshu's sleeve and asked:
"What's wrong?"
Song Qingshu smiled back and then turned to Tai Luogu and said, "It's okay, I just feel like that person seems familiar."
"Is it?"
After hearing this, Tai Luogu followed Song Qingshu's gaze, but only saw a side face. Since she had not been with Shen Yifei for a short time, she didn't see anything.
After taking his eyes away from the pair, Shen Yifei looked around, and suddenly his eyes shrank suddenly, as if he had seen something extraordinary.
It's incredible, it's really incredible, what did he see? He actually saw the Bihua boy whom he hadn't seen for many days.
Although it was unusual to meet a stroke boy here, it didn't surprise Shen Yifei too much. What really shocked him was that this melon boy was riding on Su Huanzhen's neck with a pair of chubby little hands.
Su Huanzhen fixed her head and body shape to prevent herself from falling.
"It's grandma's. Neither your father nor I have ever ridden one."
Isn't this a lie? When Su is really good, you can't blame me for everything afterwards. This is not how you seek death.
Shen Yifei stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to go over and pull the boy down, but then he sat back down. He suddenly remembered that he was the red-crowned general. There were so many people here, and if his identity was exposed, the gain would outweigh the consequences.
Well, it would be better to wait until the piano competition is over before taking action.
And Bihuatongzi also watched the people on the stage playing with curiosity and didn't look around, otherwise he would definitely recognize Shen Yifei if he saw him. After all, under the blood element induction, all disguises are in vain.
On the Yunmeng Stage, Mr. Qin Que's sleeves were flying, and he was singing and singing. There were blood-colored strings in the surrounding space that appeared and disappeared. The piano was not seen, and the sound of the piano began to sound.
The wind comes and goes, the clouds come and go, and I see you thousands of miles away; I miss you on the first string, think on the second string, and dance with civil and martial arts on the third and fourth strings, and I miss you when you pluck the strings.
I recall that we knew each other in those days. We swore blood oaths at Chicheng and wrote poems about cutting off souls with one knife. We died with one knife and died with two knifes. Now it is too late to revive our souls and ask for our lives.
"It's Lang who is here to ask for his life~"
"Okay! Okay!"
The people on the stage played the piano, danced and sang with great skill, which attracted the audience to applaud and applaud. Among them, Su Huanzhen screamed the loudest, even louder than the others.
Although Shen Yifei doesn't understand Qin, he can still feel the meaning of returning with hatred from Mr. Qin Que's dance.
Glancing at Su Huanzhen who was applauding, Shen Yifei whispered to himself: "It seems that this guy hates Chi Ming to the extreme, but there seems to be other things mixed in with it. Love and kill each other, how much love is it?"
A little more or a little more hate?”
If the relationship between the two people could be reconciled in advance, Chi Ming might be able to be guided on the right path in advance, but wouldn't Meng Meng become the third party? Isn't this too cruel to him?
Thinking about it, Shen Yifei suddenly laughed. He had taken it too much for granted. How could the relationship between Sanbei and Chiming be so easy to handle?
Shaking his head and continuing to watch the show, Mr. Qin Que's song came to an end at this time. The last volley waved his sleeves and ended perfectly. Then the light on the stage suddenly went out, the figures disappeared, and the scene suddenly returned to silence. Only the people in the audience who didn't know why made a sound.
A rustling sound.
Not long after.
Tick tock!
In the midst of doubt, a deep string sound sounded in the air, like water dripping into the ocean.
The ethereal voice struck straight into their hearts, and everyone unconsciously stopped their voices and raised their heads to look at the stage.
The water waves lifted the strings, and the strings were like flowing water drawing air. A gentle and gentle tune came from the dark stage. Every sound and thought was like gravel falling into the water. The sound suddenly stirred up the deepest dreams in the heart.
"The separation from many things is the flow of water from east to west. In the end, the two meet again. The shallow love is like floating clouds, still in the dream soul. Poor people's will is thinner than clouds and water, and good meetings are more difficult. If you think about it, you have been heartbroken in many places, and you are not with us.
This is the same."
The gentle voice sounded, like a businesswoman still singing, since ancient times there have been many love and partings.
In this sound and tune, a beautiful image appeared in Shen Yifei's mind unconsciously. He seemed to feel that the person he belonged to was beside him, just a thin veil away, within reach.
And in the background, among the seats, three beautiful figures had their own expressions on their faces amid the music of the piano.
A smile appeared on Cui Luohan's face, Lin Ruomei thought of her adopted brother and husband, tears streaked down her face, and not far from them there was a beauty in red with the most complex expression, her face was bright and dark, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
...
Under the Yunmeng stage, Su Huanzhen, who was only a few tables away from Shen Yifei, felt that memories emerged in the music and chants, reminding him of the biggest regret in his life.
Looking up again, Su Huanzhen found that everything in front of him was red tents. The familiar scene made him unable to control himself, and he walked inside uncontrollably with his legs.
"What is this place?"
When Su Huanzhen was confused, the wind chimes rang, and a familiar voice came to his ears again.
"After the dream, the towers were locked high, and the curtains were drooped after being sober. Last year, when the regret of spring came, the fallen flowers were independent, and the gentle swifts flew together."
Bang bang bang!
As he got closer and closer to the tent, Su Huanzhen found that his heartbeat was getting stronger and stronger, as if...as if he could open the curtain and see the person who was engraved indelibly in his soul.
[To be honest, I have been using the Huanyuan app recently to read and catch up on new books. It allows me to switch between sources and read aloud with many sounds. .huanyuanapp is available for Android and Apple.]
Thousands of lights, a few flickering in the wind, trembling slightly in the ears, arousing strange emotions in my heart; a choking memory gradually takes shape in the breeze.
"I remember when we first met Xiao Ping, Luo Yi had two words for heart, and she said lovesickness on the pipa string. The bright moon was there at that time, and she returned home with the colorful clouds."
Su Huanzhen was startled and shouted in surprise: "Cailing, it's Cailing."
There was a sound, everything was cut off, and the footsteps rushed towards the tent. Just as he was about to approach, the wind chimes rang again, and the scene in front of him suddenly made waves, as if the calm water was touched by someone, and there were signs of shaking, but it was still there.
He stopped abruptly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Okay...I won't disturb the sweet dream, don't wake up, don't wake up!"
Su Huanzhen retreated as he spoke, and finally leaned against a wooden frame, closing his eyes slightly and feeling this much-desired moment of tranquility.
The rush to advance is due to love, the timid step is due to love, the wetness and coldness in the hand and the pounding heartbeat are the cautiousness that dares not let go at the moment of dreaming back.
I am deeply afraid that if I let go, I will not even have the chance to meet in my dream.
"Yaxianni uses this music to hope that all the lovers in the world will finally be together."
"Little Bailong, little Bailong, wake up quickly..."
The boy was really lost when he saw Su Huan, holding his head and shaking it wildly.
"Hi~uh~"
After Su Huanzhen woke up, she groaned in pain and felt the pain of memory.
"Are you OK?"
"It's okay." Su Huanzhen didn't blame her for having her dream interrupted. She looked at the young boy's eyes full of concern and shook his head slightly.
It's unclear whether the blame was placed on someone.
At the same time, Shen Yifei also woke up from that beautiful dream.
"What a lover's song, it's rare here." Shen Yifei praised, looking around, and found that most people were immersed in it, with unfinished expressions on their faces.
However, when he saw Gua Wazi, he found that the boy was holding Su Huanzhen's head and shaking it wildly. At this moment, Shen Yifei almost couldn't help but rush over, lift him up and beat him up.
Breathe~
After taking a deep breath, Shen Yifei calmed down and began to think about whether he could still have this baby. Yuan Wuxiang liked it a lot earlier, so why not give it to Juan Shuotian...
When Shen Yifei was thinking about whether he could still get the melon seeds, the lights on the stage went out again, and the sound of the piano sounded. Compared with the previous two, this one's tune was cheerful and light, not as rich in meaning as before. It seemed superficial, but it was
On the contrary, it gives people a pleasant feeling.
In the background, a young man in white frowned slightly while listening to this tune. The reason was that the music score he had prepared for this piano concert collided with the person who was playing now. But then he breathed a sigh of relief. The person on the stage showed
It's quite mediocre and doesn't impress people. He believes that even if the tunes are similar, he can stand out with his own piano skills.
The expression on the young man's face was dull. He didn't think about it. He listened quietly to this similar tune and made judgments in his heart.
"The breeze blows in the bamboo heart flute, and the bright eyes look forward to the departure of the autumn water; the beauty sits and plays the harp, and there are guests who come and listen."
The voice was as clear and crisp as an oriole, and Shen Yifei's ears twitched. He felt that the voice was so familiar, and the poem was also so familiar. It seemed that he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
As the strings played, the lights on the stage restarted, figures emerged, and a beautiful fairy held the piano to play a solo, and the sound of the piano continued to linger.
How could it be Cui Luohan? Seeing the face of the person on the stage, Shen Yifei's eyes widened and he felt a little incredible. The original play did not mention that she would come to the Xianqin Supreme Banquet.
The hallucination is an hallucination. It must be that the dream effect of Yaxianni just now has not ended yet, but why is it so real before her eyes?
Shen Yifei rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked at the stage again. The person playing the music remained unchanged, and Cui Luohan even smiled at him.
It's true. Shen Yifei responded with a smile that was uglier than crying. If he had known what Cui Luohan would say, Shen Yifei wouldn't have come to join in the fun. Now it's good. There won't be a Shura field after the piano meeting.
Bar.
Shura Field naturally refers to the group leader.
He could feel that She Tian Qin Ji seemed to have different feelings for him, and what was different from the original drama was that after learning that he was not dead, Qin Ji's character in this life did not seem to be as bad as in the original drama.
extreme.
Shen Yifei speculates that the reason why Qin Ji in the original drama hates Qin Ji so much may also be due to her previous life. One of the two men was accidentally killed by her, and the other died for her, thus creating the "Wish the World Volume Couple" later.
"It's not as good as it is" is a sentence that hangs on the lips of She Tian Qin Ji.
But for some unknown reason, this part of my predecessor was not shown in the original drama.
However, this is all the fault of his predecessor. Now Shen Yifei has no feelings for She Tian Qin Ji. Is this the cycle of heaven?
While occupying the body of the predecessor, one must also inherit his cause and effect?
No one can answer this question. Shen Yifei can only pray that the group leader will not recognize him with makeup. He has been exposed to Cui Luohan's eyes, and he can't leave now even if he wants to.
Cui Luohan on the stage couldn't help but curve her mouth when she saw Shen Yifei's shocked look.
At the end of the song, Cui Luohan hugged the piano and bowed to the audience before retreating.
Cui Luohan's performance just now was not outstanding, but Shen Yifei was very familiar with her and knew that her piano skills were much more than that.
Although she was present but kept such a low profile, it was obvious that Cui Luohan was not the leader. She was probably expecting someone to come as a specially prepared surprise.
Shen Yifei had already guessed that Cui Luohan's arrival must have occurred on the day when Lun Jianhai was destroyed, when Lun Qingcheng told her the news about the Xianqin Supreme Banquet, which she remembered in her mind.
winter!
After Cui Luohan left the stage, a bell suddenly rang from all around, pulling Shen Yifei back from his thoughts.
"Can bell ringers also participate in this piano concert?"
While I was meditating, I suddenly heard the sound of the pipa, which was like a drenching rain or a strong wind blowing. It was so crazy that it made people confused and upset.
Shen Yifei felt a little irritated in his heart for no reason, but in this irritation he felt the pleasure of releasing stress.
At this moment, the stage lit up, and two figures came one behind the other, each holding a yin and yang pipa, playing the sound like thunder and bells, making the world feel dull.
Winter! Winter winter winter!
Then a sudden rain came, the earth roared like thunder, the sound of the piano sounded like pearls and jade scattered on the ground, and the ground was struck with a dazzling sound. The wind and rain hit like a roaring sea and a dragon.
"When the pipa sounds in the heart, don't embrace the sound of yin and yang."
With a loud shout, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the sound fell.
"It's gone? It's gone now?"
Is it so fast? From the time these two people came on stage to the end, it was estimated on fingers that it was less than five seconds. Shen Yifei was still dazed, and the performance was over.
Five seconds, where are you two playing with each other? Shen Yifei really wanted to say a curse word that was circulated on the Internet in his previous life.
rnm refunds the money, oh, I didn’t spend any money, so forget it.
However, although the scene just now was short, it still gave everyone in the audience a shocking feeling.
The atmosphere is majestic, the sound is like thunder, and the arrogance seems to break the world to pieces, which is very suitable for the taste of some laymen.
It's a pity that it was too short, and Shen Yifei showed that he still had unfinished thoughts.
Unfortunately, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, the boat piano was set up on the stage, and the beauty played the strings.
The sound of strings echoes in Yunmeng Terrace, and the melody is like laughter or crying, as if it is pouring out the heart. The happy ones have five or six strings, and the sad ones have five or six strings. With a single stroke of the hand, the music chants for thousands of years.
Playing the piano is like talking about love, playing the strings has no tone, and the music has no heart.
"Weak water and harp whisk, four diseases enter the song."
With the faint light, Shen Yifei saw a beautiful face, gorgeous but not ordinary, with unparalleled beauty. After just one glance, Shen Yifei looked away, for fear of attracting the attention of the people on the stage.
Unexpectedly, the beauty has already faded from the corner of my eye.
"Okay, miss, you played so well." When the song ended, Tai Luogu pulled Song Qingshu and clapped eagerly.
As the Qin Ji of Absolution exits, the Supreme Banquet of Xian Qin ushered in the last scene. The lights came up, illuminating the entire Yunmeng Terrace. The light drove away the darkness. A handsome young man in white sat cross-legged on the stage.
, gently playing the guzheng on his legs.
An unheard of joyful melody, like a soaring bird, with ripples on the calm lake, playing the strings one by one, and the strings echoing with rhyme. The rhyme has a slight wind, the heart is light and relaxed, and the spring breeze is refreshing.
"The white snow is cluttering my hands, the green water is pure and my heart is clear, the clock has disappeared for a long time, and there is no sound in the world."