[My big Li Bai's poems, when I listen to them, I feel awesome, but yet, but, what does this have to do with playing the piano?

[Crooked, 120, there's an anchor here who's crazy]

[February red, don't ask for medicine yet!]

[I know, this anchor is crazy, I've seen it next door before!]

[Brother Feng, why did you suddenly memorize the poem?O(╯□╰)o]

[I said earlier that most of the magical secret scores are fake scores, I just suddenly laughed, and now I recite poems, I think there must be some unknown associations in this, (ˇˍˇ) want ~]

[Daya hasn't done it for a long time, who is Chen in my decline! Could it be that Brother Chengfeng plans to recompose those famous songs through the ages?]

【Explosion!】

……

The audience had different opinions, and no one was sure why Chen Qingfeng was shocked.

Chen Qingfeng finished reciting a poem, full of vitality and complacent, at this time it was a bit "normal", and he started what an anchor should do - pay attention to the barrage and messages of the audience in the live broadcast room.

This concern can't help but be embarrassed.

"I was so carried away just now that I forgot that I was live streaming......" he sighed in his heart and began to explain the question marks that filled the screen.

"I'm sorry, just after playing "Xuanmo", I suddenly understood, many of the tricks that I couldn't figure out before, this time it turned out to be a lot more transparent, so I was a little overjoyed, forgetful, I'm sorry, I didn't tell you in advance, so everyone was surprised. ”

Although he didn't say this in detail, it was not bad, and it was not a lie.

When he said this, the audience who was just stunned became even more curious, so the question marks on the screen not only did not decrease, but also increased sharply and cleanly-

[Got an understanding?]

【Clear the bridge?】

[Overjoyed? The other one in front of you, you wrote it wrong, it's a trick not a bridge, my name is Lei Feng, don't thank me (*^▽^*)]

[Got carried away?]

【？？？？】

[Ha!ha!ha!What should I say?_(¦3"∠)_]

Looking at the question marks on the screen that did not decrease but increased, Chen Qingfeng couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Each of these question marks has to be said and explained clearly, and after it is clearly explained, it will definitely lead to more topics, and it will be time-consuming to explain it clearly when the time comes.

So he smiled dryly, and decided to leave the topic aside, "These are all trivial things, you don't have to worry too much, let's continue to play the piano and listen to the piano, let me see which song we should play next." ”

Forcibly shifted the topic to playing the piano, and then didn't care about everyone's reaction, whether they agreed or not, and they had already called up the three of them to manage the moon and give the sorted out Qianqu document.

After watching it, I remembered that before the Youjian Spring, I played "The Year in a Hurry", so I found the next song "The Silence of the Night Sky".

"Ah, it's the beautiful and quiet piano song "The Silence of the Night Sky", this piece is played on the piano, very pleasant to the ear, just like its name, the silence of the night sky, there is the blue of the night sky, and there is also the ethereal softness of silence, so what is the effect of our 'difficult to learn and forget' guqin playing? I believe you must be very curious to know, and I am the same. ”

"Time is precious, and the score has already been written by the time I eat at noon, so in order not to make everyone wait too long, then I will make a long story short and start playing now. ”

As Chen Qingfeng spoke, he was already sitting up, focusing on the piano, and he was about to adjust his state and start playing.

However, at this time, the barrage was not taken away by Chen Qingfeng's blunt change of topic at all, and he was even very surprised that Chen Qingfeng was about to play the piano before he said it clearly.

[Ah, hey, Brother Feng, you haven't made it clear before? Don't be in a hurry to play the piano, Σ (⊙▽⊙"a]

[The anchor is big, the silence of the night sky, I often listen to it, although I like it too, but I want to hear you talk about understanding something, say it, talk about it, big φ (& gt; ω& lt;*)】

[If you are in such a hurry to uncover just now, there must be a cat greasy!(ΩДΩ)]

[That little book remembers Brother Feng's words just now, and when he finishes playing the silence of the night sky, ask him again!

……

However, Chen Qingfeng didn't even look at these barrages.

As soon as he decided to play "The Silence of the Night Sky", he was already on full alert, adjusted his state, and did not listen to anything outside his body, and only focused on the lyre.

"Buzz ......"

The piano sounded, and despite the barrage, Chen Qingfeng's fingers still caressed the stone shock.

……

An afternoon was spent on Chen Qingfeng's onslaught, constantly playing.

He didn't pay attention to the matter of Jiuxiao Huanpei anymore, and even everything about Jiuxiao Huanpei seemed to have disappeared in his heart since he left the live broadcast room.

And in such an empty heart, there is no other person or thing in it except Qin and his sister Chen Qingluo.

Even Xu Changgeng, who has been quite close to him in the past few days, and even Shen Feiyan, who often takes care of his sister, is only a glimpse in his heart, and only when he sees it, he thinks of remembering it, but at other times, he looks like he has never known these two people at all.

So when dinner was sent to the hospital, although Chen Qingfeng was told to bring food to Shen Feiyan at noon, he still only brought Chen Qingluo's share.

This made Shen Feiyan very annoyed, but she didn't have a seizure immediately, she just hid it in her heart, and secretly scolded Chen Qingfeng for being mentally retarded thousands of times.

In the next two days, Chen Qingfeng's work and rest remained the same, leaving early and returning late, in addition to cooking and delivering meals in the middle, it was a live broadcast throughout the day.

Because of being tossed by Jiuxiao Huanpei, the number of fans in his live broadcast room has risen to a new level, and there are at least more than 10,000 people watching his live broadcast almost all day. At noon and evening, the number of fans watching the live broadcast was nearly 100,000.

This number of audiences are listening to the piano, his mood, not to mention how happy, looking at Legong who looks fast, Chen Qingfeng almost feels that every time he plays a song, his sister Chen Qingluo is a little better.

And with this number of fans and Chen Qingfeng's crazy live broadcast, the popularity of his live broadcast room directly rushed to the third, which is much higher than the ancient beauty singer Han Xiaoxue, who ranked fourth before.

However, Chen Qingfeng does not pay attention to the ranking matter.

On the third day, this day was the day when Chen Qingluo could be discharged from the hospital, Chen Qingfeng got up early, cleaned up the house and the outside of the house first, and then went out with the piano and went to the nameless pavilion by the Qinglian River.

When he was about to arrive at the small pavilion, Chen Qingfeng took a casual look and found that it was only more than four o'clock in the morning, and it was dark, but there was already a group of people in the pavilion.

"Those two figures are Xu Lao and Zhao Chen, who are the other two?"

Chen Qingfeng glanced at it and recognized Xu Changgeng and Zhao Chen, but the other two didn't know.

But he didn't think much of it.

Since he came with Xu Changgeng, at this point, he doesn't have to think about it, he knows that he is Xu Changgeng's acquaintance.

"Old Xu, early. ”

The feet did not stop, and after a few steps to the front of the pavilion, Chen Qingfeng greeted Xu Changgeng in the pavilion.

"Early, little friend of the breeze, today the old man introduces you to a new friend, you must like it. ”

Xu Changgeng had already known about Chen Qingfeng's arrival from a distance, so he interrupted the previous conversation with the others in the pavilion in advance and waited for Chen Qingfeng to arrive. At this time, as soon as Chen Qingfeng said hello, he immediately responded.

"New friends?" Chen Qingfeng walked into the pavilion and looked at a man and a woman beside Xu Changgeng.

The man is dressed in a long coat, with a well-proportioned body, and he looks like he is 1.7 meters tall. Although the sky was dark and he couldn't see his face clearly, the whole person went to that station, giving Chen Qingfeng the feeling that it was Yushu Linfeng.

The woman is dressed in a cotton skirt like a national style, with long hair, slender curves, and a beautiful temperament.

Just a little look, purely based on feelings, Chen Qingfeng felt that this man and woman were very good.

Chen Baiyu, who is a young genius pianist of the Chen family, a Lingnan guqin family, is now a professor of guqin at the Central Conservatory of Music, and is well-known abroad and is called a master by leaders in many countries and regions. ”

Chen Qingfeng asked, and Xu Changgeng introduced himself to the man next to him.

However, the old man felt that although Bai Yu was superb in the piano, he was a little inferior to Xiaoyou. ”

introduced the origin, Xu Changgeng didn't wait for everyone's reaction, and added another sentence "The old man thinks".