Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Blockbuster

Chu Yan was restless all day, and when he thought of Lin Yuexi being with a nouveau riche, his heart was full of anger.

He changed the situation of getting off work last on weekdays, got off work early, and inquired about Shen Lang's address.

As soon as I got the address, I immediately drove to the door of the villa.

Shen Lang drove back from school to pick up Shen Yan at this time, and at a glance he saw the blue Bentley in front of the villa, and the tall and thin handsome man leaning against the car door.

"Xiaoyan, you stay in the car, I'll go down and take a look. ”

Shen Lang opened the car door and met the man's eyes by the door.

"You are Shen Lang?"

Shen Lang nodded.

Chu Yan took out a music invitation from his arms, and his voice was cold.

"There's a concert tomorrow and a lot of musical talent will be attending, so I hope you won't be late tomorrow. ”

"I don't have time. Shen Lang directly refused.

"This is a concert about Lin Yuexi, if you don't attend, please stay away from her. ”

Shen Lang frowned when he heard this, and his voice became cold.

"What's the matter with Lin Yuexi at this concert? And why are you asking me to stay away from her?"

Chu Yan forcibly suppressed his anger.

"A coward, what qualifications do you have to stay by Yuexi's side!"

"I've already given you the invitation, it's your business whether you come or not!"

"Of course, if you don't come, I will default to you giving up Yuexi, and I will stay away from her in the future. ”

After saying these words, Chu Yan opened the car door and drove away, leaving Shen Lang with a cold face.

Concert?

Heh, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers!

"Brother, what's wrong?" Shen Yan walked over with her schoolbag on her back.

"Nothing, just a funny thing. ”

"What's the matter?"

"I'll tell you when I go back..."

......

On the second day, Shen Lang came to the venue of the concert.

Handing the invitation to the receptionist at the door, Shen Lang walked in.

There was a melodious sound of musical instruments from inside, and most of the people present were young people, their faces were serious, and the atmosphere was serious.

"You did. ”

Chu Yan stood in front, with the light on his back, and his expression was not very clear.

Shen Lang mocked: "Do you have a chance for me not to come?"

Chu Yan: "Yuexi has some talent in music, I absolutely can't accept her being with you alone!"

What do you mean by someone like me?

Shen Lang didn't bother to explain his relationship with Lin Yuexi, Lin Yuexi had many suitors, and he didn't have so much energy to explain them one by one.

"Next, open your eyes wide, only I am worthy of Yuexi, me and her are a natural pair!"

After the words fell, Chu Yan took out the well-wrapped guqin from his position on the side, and gently stroked the strings, with a look of imperative victory on his face.

Shen Lang glanced at it, it was a good piano.

There are eighteen strings, and the body is made of paulownia wood, which is smooth and shiny at a glance.

In addition to the fact that the owner of the instrument is often used, this instrument has also been used for many years.

It should be a small old guqin.

After the young people on the stage finished performing, Chu Yan went up with the guqin.

There was immediately a round of applause.

It is not difficult to see that Chu Yan is very popular.

"I didn't expect Chu Yan to come forward to play the piano in person today, you and I are blessed. ”

"That's not it, since he became a close disciple of the guqin master, I haven't heard him play the qin..."

"Presumably, now I am getting more and more accomplished in the guqin..."

Shen Lang listened to these discussions, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Unexpectedly, this person was still a closed disciple who entered the master's mansion.

Come to think of it, it shouldn't be too ugly.

On the stage, Chu Yan stretched out his hand to pluck the strings, and the beautiful sound of the piano flowed with the strings.

Like a brook flowing in your ears, birds chirping in the trees...

After the song, many people were still immersed in it, and after a while, there was warm applause.

It's not too much, although the piano is a little noisy.

Chu Yan took back the guqin with a complacent face, and looked down at Shen Lang below condescendingly.

"Shen Lang, since you're here, how about you show your hand?"

Everyone followed his gaze to look at Shen Lang, who looked calm.

"Why, don't you dare?"

Chu Yan hooked the corners of his mouth, wanting to mock.

"Why don't you dare. ”

Shen Lang slowly stood up and came to the stage, ignoring the gazes from below.

"I don't have a guqin. ”

"I'll find one for you!"

Chu Yan couldn't wait to say, since Shen Lang dared to stand up, he would definitely not let him get off the stage!

"Just this one in your hand, although the piano is not young and the tone is not very good, but it can barely be used. ”

"What are you talking about! The timbre of my guqin is one by one, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

Chu Yan was furious, this guqin was given to him by his master, and he loved it very much.

Shen Lang shrugged, these days, the truth is not let people tell.

"You wait, I'll help you find the piano!"

Chu Yan got off the stage with the guqin, and after a while, he came up with another guqin.

Shen Wolf glanced at the guqin and frowned.

This is obviously a mass-produced guqin used for teaching outside!

And there are generally only seven strings, also known as the lyre.

"It's more than enough for you to play this, and a good piano is a waste in your hands!" Chu Yan mocked.

Shen Lang stretched out his fingers and plucked the strings, and the rough timbre made him frown.

"If you can't bounce, you can come down, and it's a waste of time to stand on it. ”

Shen Lang snorted, sat on the stool, put his hands on the strings, and listened to the timbre.

The timbre is light, as if it does not fall to the ground, jumping around in the air.

This piano can only play the ethereal sound, and the accent is not enough, so I can only think more about it in the drift.

Chu Yan listened to the audition, and the irony on his face became more and more obvious.

"Give me five minutes, I'm going to write the lyrics and compose the music. ”

"What?!"

There was a commotion below, all talking about his inadequacy.

Chu Yan sneered, "It doesn't matter, how long it takes, anyway, the longer it is, the more embarrassing it will be." ”

Shen Lang ignored him, but carefully adjusted the sound of the piano, thinking about the piano score in his head.

Soon, in less than five minutes, he already had the word in his mind.

Chu Yan watched him pluck the strings like a joke.

The ethereal sound of the piano flows slowly on the stage, like a fog on the horizon, gently blown away, and then disappears.

Everyone quickly indulged in the sound of the piano, the original ethereal sound gradually cleared up, and the sound of rain flowed in their ears...

Desire for dusk

The rain hits the pear blossom and closes the door

......

Accompanied by a shallow singing, the picture appeared in everyone's minds.

The sky is dusk, the light rain hits the pear blossoms, and only the sound of rain can be heard around, beating on everyone's hearts...

After finishing the song, Shen Lang straightened his body and looked at Chu Yan, who was frozen in place.

A few minutes later, everyone woke up like a dream, and suddenly burst into thunderous applause, and the people below stared at Shen Lang above with burning eyes.

A man picked up his cell phone and quickly dialed a call.

On the other side, Chu Yan's master, guqin master Lu Qin, got the news and quickly rushed over to this side.

"Is it more comparable?"

Shen Lang said lightly, the sound of the piano has not completely disappeared, and his voice seems to have a charm, so that Chu Yan doesn't know how to speak for a while.

The mouth opened and closed, repeated several times, he was unwilling, and he didn't want to admit it!

He is a disciple of a famous guqin master, but he can't compare to an upstart?