At this time, Du Caige began to play.

That's not bad, it looks like it. He shook his head slightly, as if he was immersed in the world of music, his temperament was dusty, and he was quite capable of bluffing laymen.

But for professionals, it is only a few notes, and you can hear that Du Caige's guqin playing skills are very rusty, and the music is out of tune, just like stammering, stumbling, and playing very reluctantly.

At the beginning, Old Man Huo's eyes were sharp, and he shook his head slightly, obviously feeling dissatisfied.

But soon, he held his breath, leaned forward, his pupils narrowed, his mouth slightly open, and he seemed to be immersed in the music.

Jiang Youxi was puzzled. He also listened to it all the time, but because Du Caige's playing was too ...... It's not good, it's dingdong, it's not a tune.

So he didn't hear a reason, he just felt normal.

But when his eyes inadvertently looked to the side, he saw Uncle Huo's hand on his thigh, his fingers making a plucked string shape, and playing back and forth.

Jiang Youxi's heart moved. Looking at Uncle Huo's demeanor and movements, could it be that this piece played by Brother Du is actually a cow beep?

Some information about Huo Yanying flashed in his mind.

Huo Yanying is a big name in the music circle of Dahuaguo, and he is also a weird coffee. His style is varied, he is good at a wide range of fields, he is good at pop, he can also engage in folk music, he can play rock, and even can control musical, symphony, and it is said that he also has some research on jazz, blues, and even rap.

This gentleman has served as a professor at the Modu Conservatory of Music for many years, and has also been appointed as an honorary professor by the Capital Conservatory of Music.

At his position, he is no longer a ninth-rate artist, but a national treasure-level artist, a guest of many political dignitaries, and even able to influence some policies in the field of literature and art to a certain extent, and can be regarded as the top handful of people in the music circle of Dahuaguo.

Huo Yanying is good at many kinds of musical instruments, and it is said that he is proficient in all common instruments, of course, Jiang Youxi thinks this is just a rumor.

After all, Jiang Youxi has practiced musical instruments himself, and he knows very well how much effort it takes to become proficient in a musical instrument.

Ordinary people spend 2 hours a day practicing a musical instrument for 3 or 5 years, and they may not be able to master it.

There are so many common musical instruments, you have to be proficient in everything, unless Huo Yanying is an immortal cultivator, and her real age is already a few hundred years old old monster, it is possible to do it.

Thinking of such a big name, and rushing to recognize Brother Du as his godson, Jiang Youxi couldn't help but be envious.

Not to mention Huo Yanying, even if it is a musician who is one or two coffee positions lower, if he is willing to recognize him Jiang Youxi as his godson, Jiang Youxi will definitely kneel down and kowtow immediately.

Of course, Huo Yanying also knows that this is unenviable.

Huo Yanying has become Brother Du's godfather, and it's really hard to say who took advantage.

These colorful thoughts flashed through his mind, and when Jiang Youxi came back to his senses, Du Caige had already finished playing the last note and stood up.

There was only one person who applauded, and it was the young and beautiful waitress who flattered Huo Yanying.

The rest of the people are cold-eyed.

Many of the people who came here to drink tea were music lovers, and it was already a shame not to applaud Du Caige's obviously beginner-level performance just now.

Du Caige bowed and calmly walked back to his seat.

He bowed slightly to Huo Yanying, "Huo ...... Godfather, I'm sorry, I'm not good at learning. ”

Huo Yanying knocked on the tea table with her fingers dissatisfied, "What kind of barren thing are you playing! You have been learning the guqin for so long, and you have learned the eyes?"

This old man is not repaired, and he still says that he is a musician, and he speaks so vulgarly......

Du Caige thought to himself, the one who has learned the guqin is the original owner, I haven't studied it seriously, and it's good to be able to play it like this.

Huo Yanying raised his hand and touched his thick and long eyebrows, and said abruptly: "The song is really good." Too good to have been. What's your name?"

Du Cai said: "Smiling proud of the rivers and lakes." ”

"Smiling proud of the rivers and lakes?" Huo Yanying smacked her lips, as if she was savoring, "Smiling proud of the rivers and lakes...... It smells like that. ”

In this world, although there has been a prosperous era of martial arts, there is no Jin Gu Liang Huang, replaced by several other martial arts masters, the book "Smiling Proud Jianghu" has naturally never been published.

Huo Yanying got up and walked to the guqin, "Being played by you like that, it's really a tyrannical thing, or I'll come." ”

When she came to the guqin, Huo Yanying sat down, her expression became solemn, her eyes looked at her nose and her nose, and she quickly entered the state.

He raised his withered hand and hovered over the guqin, adjusting his breathing. Then, as if hearing the starting pistol, the hand fell quickly.

A few notes flowed out, Jiang Youxi immediately showed a look of surprise, and many of the other tea drinkers also looked back sharply.

"This song ......" Jiang Youxi asked in disbelief, "Brother Du, is it really the same song you just played?"

Du Caige felt a little embarrassed: "En." ”

"It's so good!" Jiang Youxi was so excited that he stammered a little.

He closed his eyes, and to the music, a vision came to his mind:

A big river, majestic to the east, flowing endlessly, majestic.

A flat boat, floating down, a few people with a crown and a broad belt, chic, singing about wine, boating in the big river, about to run into the sea.

The sun is slanting in the west, the red clouds on the horizon are better than blood, the sound of the piano is long, and there is a long laugh in the vastness.

The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at the world for not being able to see through it!

The world is vast, people are like duckweed, why bother with flies and dogs, why not laugh at the rivers and lakes!

......

After a song, for a while, the entire teahouse was quiet, and only the aftermath lingered.

Then suddenly, one of the guests stood up and clapped vigorously, and as soon as the head opened, almost all the guests who drank the tea stood up and applauded one after another.

The applause was like a storm that swept through the teahouse.

As for the beautiful waiters, their pink little hands are going to be swollen.

Huo Yanying bowed slightly and greeted the guests.

The applause rose one after another, but there was a time to subside.

When the applause finally stopped, the old man Huo Yanying spoke loudly: "Friends, this piece was composed by my godson, and it is called Xiaoao Jianghu Song. In the future, this song will become the town song of our teahouse. If you like it, you can come and listen to it often in the future. ”

Some guests exchanged heads: "The old man has taken in his son?"

"I haven't heard of this, it is said that he doesn't like the habit of recognizing his son and daughter in the entertainment industry, and there were would-be singers who wanted to worship him as a godfather before, but he didn't agree. ”

"You don't understand this, the singer is just a scenery in front of people, but the old man is a genius musician, if he recognizes his godson, he will definitely only be a creative genius musician. ”

At this time, Huo Yanying slowly walked back to Du Caige's table, and someone recognized Jiang Youxi, but the old man would definitely not recognize this little fresh meat as his godson.

Will it just be that strange face?

They secretly looked at Du Caige and discussed: Who is this person sacred?