Before Lin Yang could answer, Fang Jingyu's eyes lit up and said: "Oba, you can also play the pipa? Why haven't I heard you mention it before? Some people can't even beat the horse...... Oba, can you play a lute song for me right now?

Although Fang Jingyu didn't make it clear, everyone knew that the 'certain person' who was covered with the smell of copper in her mouth was referring to Lin Yang.

"Beauty wants to listen to music, of course I can't refuse. "Lin Yang, who can deter Lin Yang, who has lost face, can also show himself in front of the beauty Fang Jingyu, such an opportunity, Du Junxi will naturally not refuse.

At that moment, he didn't care what Lin Yang's answer was, he strode to the pipa that was placed in the small building as an ornament, waved his hand and snapped his fingers, and beckoned the service staff in this high-end club: "I want to borrow this pipa of yours and play a song for that charming beauty." I wonder if you will be able to fulfill this romantic wish of mine?"

In the high-end club, the requirements of the guests will be fulfilled with all their might. What's more, it's still a trivial matter like borrowing a pipa?

The pipa placed in the small building, although it looks beautiful, is not a masterpiece, let alone a historical antique, and its value is average. Therefore, the service staff didn't even need to ask their superiors, and directly took down the pipa, which was used as an ornament, and handed it to Do Junxi.

After checking the strings with his fingers a few times and trying the timbre of this pipa, Do Junxi pretended to comment professionally: "Well, although the timbre of this pipa is not too good, it is barely passable." ”

Then, he looked at Fang Jingyu with the pipa in his arms, and said affectionately: "Hani, this piece is a gift from me to you-Praise the song of the elderly." This is a very famous folk song of our Korean nation. ”

Do Junxi closed his mouth and stopped talking, put his hands and ten fingers on the pipa, and began to play.

The sometimes tactful, sometimes passionate pipa music flowed out of Do Junxi's fingers like a trickle.

Although this Do Junxi has a very thick face, he also likes to make a lot of nonsense. But it is undeniable that he plays the pipa music quite well, and it is already at a professional level.

For a while, it wasn't just Fang Jingyu who was fascinated by it. Some people who had just walked into this small classical building couldn't help but slow down, close their mouths, and began to seriously appreciate the melodic pipa music played by Du Junxi.

At the end of the song, applause erupted.

Do Junxi smiled and bowed to the people who applauded around him, looking quite proud. Then, he walked up to Fang Jingyu with the pipa and said with an inviting voice: "How about it, my Hani, my goddess, this song can still be played in your ears, right?"

"Of course, you play this pipa song so beautifully. I believe that some people have already listened stupidly, right?" Speaking of this, Fang Jingyu glanced at Lin Yang, her eyes were full of pride and show-off, as if she was the one who played the pipa music just now.

"Mr. Lin, my performance is over. Now, it's your turn, right?" Du Junxi handed the pipa in front of Lin Yang, his expression and tone full of provocation and teasing.

Fang Jingyu said with a smile: "Oba, don't bully him." A gentleman like him has no other skills than spending time drinking. Isn't it difficult for a strong man to let him play the pipa?"

"Hani, you're right, I'm ......" Before Du Junxi's words were finished, the pipa in his hand was taken over by Lin Yang. Immediately afterwards, Lin Yang opened his mouth and interrupted him: "Fang Jingyu is right, I really don't have any skills, and I don't know how to play pipa music, so I can only give it a try." If you don't play well, don't laugh at me. ”

To be honest, he didn't want to deal with Fang Jingyu and Do Junxi. But these two people kept putting their faces in front of him. If you don't whip it hard, I'm really sorry for the warm attitude of these two people.

Fang Jingyu pursed his lips and said with a disdainful expression: "Can you do it? Don't make noise and make people scold." ”

Ma Xiaofeng said worriedly: "Why don't we go upstairs directly?"

Lin Yang smiled slightly: "Don't worry, third uncle." Since other foreign friends are ugly, we have to show our hands anyway. Even though I played the pipa badly, I never really learned. But this level is a little higher than that of foreign friends, right?"

"Don't be ashamed. Do Junxi snorted coldly.

Fang Jingyu also sneered: "It's up to you, you also want to play better than my Oba? Ha, it's really bragging." Aren't you afraid to blow the old cow into the sky?"

Lin Yang didn't have a verbal dispute with these two people, he held the pipa in his arms, and called Chen Yuanyuan out of the jade mountain under the cover of adjusting the strings: "Chen everyone, please." ”

Chen Yuanyuan nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I will let the people of this subordinate country of Fanbang see the charm of my Chinese opera, and I want him to know that he is a frog at the bottom of a well." ”

When Chen Yuanyuan was alive, although it was the last years of the Ming Dynasty, it was a troubled era full of wars. But even then, China is an unshakable behemoth to the rest of Asia. At that time, South Korea, still called North Korea, was the most loyal and competent younger brother of the Ming Empire. So, as a former Ming Dynasty person. Chen Yuanyuan has a sense of superiority over Koreans from the bottom of his heart.

What's more, when Chen Yuanyuan was alive, he saw many celebrities. Du Junxi is a person, and he may have literary talent. But shameless, really no virtue For the old people, it is best to have both ability and political integrity, followed by virtue. For those who are talented but not virtuous, they are also looked down upon.

A faint blue light bloomed from the center of Lin Yang's eyebrows and shot straight into Chen Yuanyuan's head, turning into mysterious and mysterious runes.

This faint blue light was extremely faint, and it was fleeting, and the people around Lin Yang didn't notice it

Under the influence of the runes, Chen Yuanyuan's knowledge of music and rhythm poured into Lin Yang's head like a tide. At the same time, Chen Yuanyuan also stretched out his hands and gently placed them on Lin Yang's hands. A few seconds later, when she moved her hand away, a layer of soul fire that could not be seen by the naked eye had already shrouded Lin Yang's ten fingers.

This is Chen Yuanyuan's soul fire

It's the essence of her instrumental music

Through borrowing souls, Lin Yang borrowed profound knowledge of music and rhythm from Chen Yuanyuan, as well as exquisite performance techniques.

Lin Yang, who was ready, hooked his fingers lightly, and a string of pleasant notes flowed out from between his ten fingers.

If it is said that the pipa music played by Du Junxi just now is like a mountain stream and a clear spring, then the pipa music played by Lin Yang at the moment is between the majestic mountains and mountains, the blue sea and the sky, whether it is the artistic conception and momentum of the piano music played, or the technique and skill of the performance, it is incomparable

I saw Lin Yang gently twisting and slowly wiping and picking, and his ten fingers were fast, as if an elf was dancing on the strings.

The sound of the piano is really noisy like a torrential rain on the big strings, and the small strings are like whispers, which is wonderful.

Sometimes, the words of the warbler are slippery, and it is difficult to go under the drifting ice of the secluded spring, and the melody is melodious and tactful, which makes people feel refreshed and happy. Or the sobbing is intermittent and tearful.

In an instant, the sound of the piano suddenly became high-pitched and rapid, like a burst of water slurry, and the iron horse stood out with the sound of knives and guns, which made people's blood boil, as if they were in a fierce battlefield

By the time Lin Yang's pipa song was finished, there was a silent silence in the entire small building. No one applauded, and no one applauded. Because everyone's consciousness is still immersed in the pipa song just now, they can't extricate themselves for a long time.

"How about it, the song I played, can it still be in your ears?" Lin Yang turned his head and smiled at Fang Jingyu and Du Junxi.

Hearing Lin Yang imitate what he had just said, Do Junxi only felt a hot pain on his face. He understood that the pipa music he played just now was so big compared to Lin Yang that he couldn't be counted on the road.

As soon as he said that Lin Yang was not ashamed, Lin Yang slapped him in the face in a blink of an eye......

This retribution is coming too quickly and too refreshingly, right?

"You...... How can you play the pipa so well?When did you learn the pipa?" Fang Jingyu opened his mouth wide in surprise, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Lin Yang smiled slightly: "The musical instrument of the pipa is something passed down from our ancestors. The familiarity with it is engraved in the depths of our souls. Even if you haven't learned it, you can play it well after touching it. It's called talent, like a black person, who is born with a certain rap talent. ”

Although he was slapped in the face just now, Du Junxi obviously didn't learn his lesson丨 snorted coldly: "Talent? nonsense." According to what you say, isn't everyone in China who can play this pipa?"

What he didn't expect was that Lin Yang actually nodded and said: "That's right, everyone can play, and they all play better than you, if you don't believe it, you can try it on the spot." ”

Hearing this, Ma Xiaofeng suddenly became anxious.

But he hadn't opened his mouth to persuade him, but he saw Lin Yang give him a 'don't worry, look'. After being slightly stunned, he couldn't help but let go.

"Lin Yang, this kid, has not been a person who is willing to suffer losses since he was a child. Since he said so, there must be a reason for him. What's more, he is no longer an ordinary person. I'd better watch the show with peace of mind. Ma Xiaofeng muttered to himself, and his mood suddenly relaxed.

Although he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Lin Yang's gourd, in Du Junxi's opinion, nine times out of ten, this kid got carried away after winning himself once, and began to brag and talk big.

If the pipa is an instrument, how can it be played well without years of diligent practice?

"Since you put your face up yourself, then don't blame me for slapping it" After Du Junxi sneered in his heart, he raised his hand and pointed to an aunt outside the small building who was cleaning the fallen leaves: "I don't believe it, she can also play the pipa"

"Don't you believe me? Then call her in and try it. Lin Yang's face did not show any panic at all, and he looked calm and confident.