Although Lu Chaochao's tone was very calm, Duan Chengwen felt the bit of "arrogance" in it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He looked at Zhang Mingyi next to him and suppressed a sarcastic smile.

He has been learning guqin for nine years, and he has already obtained the grade 10 certificate.

However, in his opinion, the Grade 10 certificate does not represent the art of the piano at all.

Because, if you practice hard for the repertoire of level 10, practice will also make perfect.

Practice the same repertoire all day long, are you still afraid that you won't be able to pass the exam?

He Duan Chengwen doesn't want this kind of "certification"!''

He learned the guqin just because he loved it.

And playing the piano, it is the state of mind!

Among the piano friends of the same period, he is one of the best.

What is Lu Chaochao?

Just now, I saw her press the piano posture, and she was a person who had never touched the piano before.

"You're going to play the piano, right?"

Duan Chengwen said, and frowned again, as if he was very distressed, "How do piano music compare with guqin?"

He likes traditional culture, otherwise he wouldn't have learned the flute in addition to learning the guqin, and the calligraphy is also very good.

If it weren't for Mingyi's piano studies, he would definitely sneer at the piano.

Lu Chaochao glanced at the emotional piano not far away, very casually.

"Try it first, you come first, I want to see the charm of this guqin. ”

Duan Chengwen was scared of her.

Just now he "responded" so simply, now let him come first, this is to buy some time to figure out a way, right?

No matter what she wanted to do, for Duan Chengwen, it was just a struggle before dying.

He nodded indifferently, "Okay, I'll do it first." ”

After finishing speaking, he cleaned his hands, burned incense, sat upright, and contemplated, and the whole person quickly entered the state.

Zhang Mingyi, who was present, had already breathed lightly and waited for the piano to sound.

Lu Chaochao looked at him without landing and completed this series of actions.

These few simple movements alone are enough to prove that he is a real pianist.

Duan Chengwen opened his eyes slightly and put his hands on the piano.

With a flick, a string of melodious notes flowed out.

In my ears, there seems to be the sound of a flute at the end of the river.

Clear as splashing jade, trembling like a dragon's groan.

A long scroll of mountains and rivers with soft colors and beautiful elegance slowly unfolded in front of their eyes.

The moon rises slowly from the East Mountain, and the boat sways gently on the river.

The night is hazy and the water is hazy, rippling in everyone's heart.

The sound of the piano suddenly rose, like a crisp sound, and it went quickly.

The flowers and shadows on both sides of the strait are intertwined, layered on top of each other, and they are beautiful......

When a quick performance sounds, the old song also comes to an end.

The soft, peaceful music is narrated, the artistic conception is re-settled, and the light notes follow the boat leisurely......

The surface of the river has regained its tranquility and appears more graceful.

This poetic and picturesque "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" music was vividly presented by Duan Chengwen.

Retracting his hands, Duan Chengwen sighed softly, Guqin first please himself, he has already done it.

He looked up at Zhang Mingyi and saw that she had her eyes slightly closed, with a smile on her face, and her whole person was indescribably gentle and elegant.

He was overjoyed in his heart, and then took the time to glance at Lu Chaochao.

She must also be intoxicated by her own piano sound, right?

Even if he didn't like her overly beautiful looks, if he liked his piano, he could reluctantly accept it......

"Not bad. ”

Lu Chaochao's eyes were clear, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he clapped his hands to praise him when he saw him.

This is like the performance of the teacher, which is in strong contrast with Zhang Mingyi, who has not yet returned to his senses next to him.

Duan Chengwen opened his mouth, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

The good mood was suddenly swept away, he extinguished the incense, stood up, and snorted coldly.

"It's your turn. ”

Lu Chaochao looked down at his piano.

"Duan Chengwen, do you want to borrow this piano?"

Before he could put away his sneer, he was startled by her words, and turned to look at her dumbfounded.

Can't she see how much she hates her, and how dare she borrow a piano from him?

And have you forgotten what they're doing? Actually borrowing a piano from an opponent, thinking he would borrow it?

His expression was too obvious, and Lu Chaochao could see it at once.

But she shrugged her shoulders and spoke eloquently.

"As you say, if I play the piano, how do I distinguish between the best and the worst?"

Zhang Mingyi had already opened his eyes, and saw that Duan Chengwen's forehead was bursting out, and he was even more helpless.

Although at first she also guessed that Lu Chaochao would open his mouth to borrow the piano, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was unlikely.

Unexpectedly, this was really borrowed.

Seeing that Duan Chengwen's forehead was jumping, Zhang Mingyi hurriedly started a round.

"Chengwen, I also think it's better. If you're not at ease, just watch from the sidelines, and if there's anything wrong, you can stop it, right?"

Duan Chengwen immediately put away his anger and smiled gently at her.

Although he was still a little reluctant, he finally nodded and gave up his position.

Lu Chaochao is not a person who doesn't know what to do, seeing that he agreed, he thanked him cautiously, so as to make his face better.

However, Duan Chengwen still stared at her movements closely.

After taking a closer look, I found that she had a good demeanor and was extremely graceful in her every move.

Whether it's sitting or raising your hand, it's quite standard, but it lacks a sense of deliberateness.

Everything seemed so natural, and it was carved into her bone marrow to think that this gesture had been carved into her bones.

Compared with Duan Chengwen, she has less procedures for burning incense and concentrating.

Instead, as soon as he sat down, he stroked the piano and just slid a few times at random.

From the moment she put her hand up, Duan Chengwen was heartbroken, and saw that she only let go of her mind after trying the audition.

And the next moment, I saw her pluck the first string.

Duan Chengwen's eyes widened suddenly, and he muttered, "How is it possible?"

He has been studying the guqin for nine years and has a deep understanding of the guqin.

I also know that there is a kind of person who is a natural piano player.

They don't need to burn incense or concentrate on these things to get themselves into the state as quickly as possible, but in the simplest way.

From the moment you pluck the first note, you can fully enter the world of the piano!

This girl who annoys him, obviously looks like a raw hand, but she is just so casual that people's eyes can't help but follow!

Before Duan Chengwen could put aside this astonishing discovery, he heard a familiar sound of music coming into his ears.

Spring River Flower Moonlit Night!

It's the same song he plays!

The sound of the piano was soothing, and he seemed to have entered that wonderful picture.

Spring was hazy, and he sat on the boat, deeply attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him.

There was a light fragrance of flowers in the air, and the night breeze blew, blowing the river and softening his heart.

On both sides of the river, there are night birds chirping, as well as the whispers of insects, making the whole Spring River more tranquil and beautiful.

He changed his lying position, looked up at the bright moon, felt all this, fell asleep, and was deeply intoxicated......

When all the voices gradually fell silent, his whole body seemed to follow the Ye Xiaozhou for a long time......

He snapped his eyes open.

The girl had already left the guqin at some point, and just stood there quietly.

The sound of his piano only makes the listener seem to see the beautiful scenery, and even if he enters it, he can't get rid of the perspective of a bystander.

But she can make the listener directly become the protagonist of the painting.

His face turned pale and he spoke.

"I lost. ”