Until Jiang Fan finished singing, Yun Qingqing was still addicted to the music and couldn't extricate herself.
The princess version of "When Will the Bright Moon Come" is an absolute masterpiece among all Chinese-style songs in its own world.
Suddenly arriving in such an era, for lovers of real music, it is as shocking as a nuclear bomb, destroying the world and destroying the world.
In addition, this version of "When Will the Bright Moon Come" actually incorporates some elements of pop music into the Chinese style, making the whole song not only pleasant to the ears, but also not too high-pitched.
In Yun Qingqing's ears, it was like a fairy sound.
Seeing Yun Qingqing's lost and entranced look, Jiang Fan didn't say anything to disturb her, but got up and started watching in the hall of the wing.
Because there are many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls of this hall, Jiang Fan has not studied them, but it does not prevent him from browsing them with appreciation.
After a while, Yun Qingqing recovered from the trance.
He took a deep look at Jiang Fan, who was staring at the calligraphy and painting, and his eyes looked extremely complicated.
"I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to have such a profound knowledge of music. With just one piece of music, Mr. Jiang can be regarded as opening up a whole new genre of music. It's really admirable."
Yun Qingqing stood up and said solemnly.
Jiang Fan was staring at a set of characters at this time, because the font of this calligraphy was quite strange, and it was quite different from all the famous fonts in his world that had been passed down through the ages.
However, the handwriting is very smooth, steep, and steep in style. According to Jiang Fan's limited appreciation ability, it is not inferior to the running script of Wang Xizhi, the sage of calligraphy in his own world!
Hearing Yun Qingqing's voice suddenly sounded behind him, Jiang Fan turned around, scratched his head and said, "It's not that exaggerated, it's just a piece of music. If Miss Yun likes it, just give it to Miss Yun."
"Really? Give it to a folk girl? Then... a folk girl can play and sing this song in the future?"
Yun Qingqing had a surprised expression on her face.
"Of course, the music is just for playing and singing."
Jiang Fan shrugged, unable to understand Yun Qingqing's sudden excitement.
Yun Qingqing took a quick breath, then suddenly stepped forward and took down the words Jiang Fan was staring at from the wall.
Carefully rolled it up, handed it to Jiang Fan with both hands, and said: "Master Jiang gave me the gift of song, and the daughter of the people has no way to repay it. Just now I saw that Master Jiang seems to be very interested in this pair of words, so I will give this pair of words to you."
Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Fan's eyes lit up, and he did not refuse. Instead, he took the words very simply, smiled and said: "Okay, I really like it. If I take it back and copy it a few times, I should be able to make myself better."
The font looks much better.”
Such a genuine and unpretentious appearance made Yun Qingqing even more fond of Jiang Fan. She felt that even though she had very little contact with Jiang Fan, and it was only the second time they met, she felt extremely relaxed!
Compared with other vulgar people, Jiang Fan is also very special.
In Yun Qingqing's view, there is always an indescribable freedom and magnanimity in Jiang Fan's words and deeds.
It's as if...everything in this world has nothing to do with him!
It’s impossible to fake this kind of grandeur and freedom!
For example, like this calligraphy, Yun Qingqing could tell that Jiang Fan simply liked this calligraphy. In fact, he did not know the true value of this calligraphy and who wrote it.
But since it was a gift from me, if it were anyone else, they would definitely give it away hypocritically. No matter how much they wanted in their hearts, they would still have to be sanctimonious on the surface.
In the end, Jiang Fan simply accepted it, and his casual attitude gave Yun Qingqing a clear enough judgment. It seemed that no matter what happened, it was difficult for Jiang Fan to really care!
Why is this happening?
Yun Qingqing was a little crazy for a while, but she had a strong curiosity about Jiang Fan and wanted to find out.
What exactly had he experienced that could give Jiang Fan such a transcendent state of mind at such an age?
Although he is in the world of mortals, he still seems to be living in a different world, as if... he is banished to an immortal?
If Jiang Fan could know what Yun Qingqing was thinking at this time, he would definitely feel dumbfounded.
What is otherworldly, what is unworldly, what is free and easy, these words have nothing to do with him.
It's just that because he doesn't belong to this world, every time he comes to another world, it's like a game to Jiang Fan.
Since it is a game, of course it is impossible to care too much.
To be more specific, it is like the most realistic VR presentation. No matter how much you feel that the world is flesh and blood, deep down in your heart, it is still impossible to be fully immersed in it.
However, this kind of mentality fell into Yun Qingqing's eyes, but she looked like she was independent from the world and became an immortal.
"Miss Yun, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first. My companions are still waiting in the lobby. It's their first time coming to... uh... this kind of place, so I'm afraid something might go wrong if it takes a long time.
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After receiving the words, seeing Yun Qingqing fall into a daze again, Jiang Fan touched the tip of his nose and said helplessly.
Yun Qingqing woke up with a start, her pretty face flushed slightly. Listening to what Jiang Fan said, she suddenly felt a little panicked for some reason.
Subconsciously, he explained: "I am a Qinghuan. Although I am in Zuixian Tower, I never accompany guests. I only occasionally go to the stage in the lobby to perform. If you don't like it, I can perform and not go."
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Ah? What do you mean?
Jiang Fan was a little dumbfounded.
What does this have to do with whether I like it or not?
"Well...Miss Yun is overly worried. Everyone has the right to decide their own lifestyle. Others have no right to interfere or make arbitrary comments, so Miss Yun does not need to care about other people's opinions."
Jiang Fan said.
"Then...you won't look down on me just because I'm in a place like this, right?"
Yun Qingqing didn't know what was wrong with her, why she was suddenly so concerned about gains and losses.
But she couldn't help but want to ask for an answer.
"Of course not. You use your own skills to make money to support yourself. It has nothing to do with where you are. Not to mention that you haven't sold yourself yet, so what if you really sold yourself? If there is nothing else, who would really want to do this?
Want to be flattered and make a living by making jokes all day long? To me, everyone is equal and no one is more noble than anyone else."
"Besides, even if you really want to look down on me, you should look down on me. Because there are definitely many more people who like you than people who like me."
Jiang Fan said with a sincere smile.
This is the truth.
People like Yun Qingqing, in their own world, can basically be regarded as the same as top celebrities, right?
That kind of star is the target of countless people. Compared with ordinary people like me, they are not from the same world at all. It is too late to envy them, so how can they look down on them?
Yun Qingqing's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the gaze she looked at Jiang Fan was filled with some special emotion!
Mumbling to herself, Yun Qingqing couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed as she repeated what Jiang Fan said.