"If I'm scared, I won't bet with you, let's get started!"

Lynch is too lazy to be verbose, someone has already prepared the piano, both sides are the same, now the spelling is the score, whoever is better, naturally the winner.

Jiang Feiyu and the others flew over, and they did not participate in this matter, they became referees by default.

"Look how you'll die in a moment. ”

Yao Qian snorted coldly, nodded to a person behind him, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked out, holding the guqin in his hand, and sat down peacefully.

"Old man Song Xiang, it is my honor to be able to compete with you today. ”

This middle-aged man is quite polite, but his tone is very cold, because today is a battle of life and death, and there is no room for loss.

"Please!"

Lynch already had the track in mind, so he was not in a hurry, and he couldn't see a trace of anxiety.

"Then I'll be ugly first. ”

Song Xiang stroked the piano with both hands, and the rhythm appeared, and the sound of the piano was long, giving people a scene of spring coming.

The song is getting longer and longer, and even Sun Zhong and others have to admire, the other party is definitely a master of the piano.

are secretly worried about Lynch, whether there is a chance of winning when encountering such a master.

Although the repertoire he played in the Seven Stupas was very powerful, it did not fit in with the surrounding scene, and it would definitely not be usable.

Now the most difficult thing is not to play, but to compose music on the spot, which is a bit too difficult.

Song Xiang's Qingming farewell poem, the interpretation is incisive, even Lynch has to admire, this song is definitely from the master's handwriting.

After a song, the surroundings fell silent, and Yao Qian applauded desperately to cheer Song Xiang up.

"Lynch, it's your turn now, please write the score. ”

Yao Qian looked so angry that Li Xiao gritted his teeth with hatred, but there was nothing he could do.

"Lynch, you don't have to worry, they didn't say how much time it took just now, you think slowly. ”

Luo Xiu came out at this time and asked Lynch not to be too anxious, if he lost the Qin Dao, then there was no need to continue the rest of the game.

"That's right, there's no time limit anyway, let's take our time. ”

Li Xiao echoed, it's a big deal to think about a day and a night, and he can't believe that he can't think of a good track.

For the kindness of a few people, Lynch smiled in return, and those people around looked at it, if he really composed music for a day and a night, there was no need to compete, and he could get out of Lingyun Pavilion by himself.

"This Qingming farewell just now, it should have taken you five days and five nights to come up with, and more than one person wrote it, am I right?"

Lynch smiled sarcastically, which made Song Xiang show a trace of shame on his face, obviously guessed by Lynch.

"Lynch, can't you afford to lose, we said that we will compose the music on the spot, how can we fake, if you admit defeat, it's still too late, we will consider keeping you alive." ”

Yao Qian continued to pop out, of course he wouldn't admit that this piece was indeed written by bringing together countless piano masters.

"I say this to tell you that even if you have been preparing for five days and five nights, you will die here today, and it will take you five days to write such a piece of rubbish, and I really despise you. ”

In terms of the ability to anger people, Lynch is no worse than Yao Qian, but better.

As soon as these words came out, Yao Qian and the others were so angry that their faces turned pale.

"Lynch, what kind of ability is a tongue, now please write. ”

Grinding with Lynch, but delaying the opponent for time, Yao Qian urged.

"Hmph, let me show you what the real piano is. ”

Lynch sat down cross-legged, and in front of him, a guqin was placed, and Lingyun Pavilion was ready.

Countless people looked at Lynch alone, wanting to see what kind of music he could make in such a short period of time, and Song Xiang's repertoire just now had barely reached the level of Emperor Qin.

Restrained his expression, slowly put his hands on the guqin, Jiang Yu's gaze, with a hint of hope, has experienced too many things in the past few days.

"The window is full of dawn, the sun shines, and the clouds on the west bridge shake themselves. ”

"I miss the corners of your clothes that were slightly swayed by the lotus wind back then. ”

"The wood carving flows through the golden years, and the ripples of the years sealed the pen seven years ago. ”

"Because I spend all my life only for you. ”

"The rain wets my eyes, and I look forward to returning to the well every year. ”

"I'm most afraid that the tears have been split twice. ”

"I can't find your paradise in the world. ”

"Put the east bottle and the west mirror, and hate to forget. ”

"It's Qingming rain again, and I'll send it to you. ”

"Sing your favorite song softly. ”

The sound of the piano is antique, Lynch's tone, a little bit of sound, full of tenderness, full of sunshine, and the surrounding flowers and trees, as if they also feel the breath emanating from Lynch, swinging left and right.

When the singing came to you to fold the chrysanthemum, he looked at Jiang Yu, picked a blooming chrysanthemum casually, and flew in front of Jiang Yu.

This situation has made countless people demented, especially those women, who shed tears.

"I'm so moved, if it's me, I must have promised it at this time. ”

A female disciple was deeply attracted by Lynch's singing, which was a love song that seemed to be written for Jiang Yu.

In front of countless people, he took the initiative to confess, which made Jiang Yu's face blush, took the chrysanthemum, and carefully put it in his arms.

The sound continues, and the song reverberates.

"There is a piano in the distance, ethereal, and the sound urges the sky to rain. ”

It just so happened that the sky was overcast at this moment, and it rained a lot during the Qingming Festival, and in this season, it could rain at any time, and Lynch once again responded to the occasion and perfectly integrated with the surrounding world.

"Tell yourself what is on your mind. ”

"Moon shadow longs for fireworks, several candles are red. ”

"The old dreams of Hongchen are all empty. ”

The rain wet his eyes, and he leaned on the well every year to return to the church. ”

Singing this, Li Xiao and others left tears, which has Lynch's own story, full of sadness.

There is no one to complain about the heart, and the dreams are all empty, how many things did Lynch go through to sing such amazing words.

This song was drunk by countless people, even the Lingyun Pavilion Master was silent, Song Xiang fell into deep thought, Yao Qian didn't dare to speak, his mouth grew up, and he couldn't believe it, this song was composed by Lynch on the spot.

This situation, coupled with the offering of flowers to Jiang Yu, is narrating his own thoughts, which is completely written on the spot! This is not an imitation that can come out.

Jiang Feiyu was also dumbfounded, is this still the Lynch he knows, how can he be so versatile.

"Oh my mother! This song actually made me cry. ”

Elder Liu wiped the corners of his eyes, and unconsciously, he was homesick too.

"I want to cry too!"

There is nothing to be ashamed of, and Lynch's song touches the weakest part of people's hearts.

"I'm most afraid of tears to split two lines. ”

"I wander in the world, and I can't find your paradise. ”

"Put the east bottle and the west mirror, and hate to forget. ”

Singing this, Lynch also left two tears in the corners of his eyes, this is not intentional, it is Lynch's state of mind, this song not only has a strong auditory impact on the people present, but also shocks his soul very much.

"It's Qingming rain again, and I'll send it to you. ”

"Sing your favorite song softly. ”

"Sing ...... softly"

Unconsciously, the sound of the piano disappeared, and countless birds, flying from all directions, landed beside Lynch, for fear of destroying this artistic conception, and did not dare to make a sound.

The rustling trees just now seemed to stop at this moment, and the whole mountain seemed to have been cast a fixation spell.

"You see, all the flowers are blooming. ”

Originally, the small flowers with small bones were estimated to be some days before they could bloom, but at this moment, they were all blooming.

And it is competing to open, so that the whole mountain peak, into the sea of flowers, the scenery is magnificent.

The birds and butterflies hovered around Lynch and refused to leave, hoping that Lynch would play a song.

The rain stopped, the sun shone down, and a curved rainbow hung upside down in the sky.

"Hiss ......"

Someone finally withdrew from this artistic conception, and the sound of gasping resounded throughout the sky.

"What a beautiful song, I feel like my ears have enjoyed a feast, I'm afraid I will never hear such a beautiful song again in my life. ”

Luo Xiu sat on the ground, picked up a jar of wine, and poured it into it in a big gulp, just wanted to drink at the moment.

The others also reacted, and they picked up the wine jar one after another, shouting happily.

"Go get the wine. ”

The Lord of Lingyun Pavilion shouted, and soon someone went to get the wine, this is a musical feast, how can it be done without wine.

There is no identity, everyone just wants to drink at the moment, and the entire Lingyun Pavilion is filled with the aroma of wine.

Sima Feng's face was pale, even he was infected with this song, and Song Xiang's song just now was rubbish compared to him.

"Lynch, what's the name of this piece, tell me quickly. ”

Li Xiao took out a pen and paper, wrote down the song and words just now, and went back to study it carefully and strive to restore it.

"Qingming on the rain. ”

Lynch stood up, his eyes returned to calm, the tears in the corners of his eyes disappeared, and there was a mood swing just now, which is a good thing, proving that Lynch vented all the depression during this time.

"It's a Qingming rain, I remember!"

Not only Li Xiao remembered, but everyone remembered it, and they took out paper and pens one after another to record the lyrics.

"I've decided, starting tomorrow, I'm going to sneak into the piano path. ”

A disciple suddenly stood up and wanted to change the Qin Dao and give up the Fu Dao.

"Count me in, I also want to practice the Qin Dao. ”

More and more people joined in, Lynch had a black line, he just imitated Xu Song's song Qingming Rain, which brought such an effect.

Who is Xu Song?

Lynch didn't know, he learned from Chang'e that there seemed to be a powerful music library that could search for countless songs, so he chose this one.

Everyone was still so absorbed in the song just now that they even forgot that there was a fight between them.

Everyone discussed with each other and figured out the artistic conception in the lyrics and songs just now.

"Lynch, you tell me honestly, is this song really written by you on the spot?"

Sun Zhong still couldn't believe it, such a beautiful song, you don't need to think about it, you can play it directly on the spot, which is too demonic.

Those warriors from the Quartet also looked at it, wanting to find out whether Lynch was a live work or not.

"Is this important?"

Lynch didn't explain, just smiled indifferently, and everyone laughed too.

"Yes, is that important?"

Li Xiao also laughed, and countless people laughed, it was the people of Sima Villa who cheated and made the repertoire in advance to compete with Lynch, even if Lynch was not a live author, they cheated first.

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