096 Intimacy
Mingkang also nodded silently, although he didn't master the tenth, but the woman in front of him could blow seven points, which was already good.
Zhu Yue listened to the sixth sister's voice, ashamed of herself, and it was her turn to make a fool of herself.
"The true and kind Yi'an, I heard that you can play the piano, and today Ming Gongzi's piano will be borrowed from you to play." Laughed.
As he spoke, a maidservant girl set up the guqin that Ming Kang often played in the center of the mat.
Zhu Yu glanced at the sixth sister who returned to the banquet with shame, and Zhu Bi winked at her and smiled, also waiting to see her joke.
Zhu Xuan bit his lip and said: "Everyone has unique skills, today Yi'an has eyes, Yi'an is ashamed, I'm afraid of polluting your ears and eyes, it's better not to play." β
Zhu Bi smiled and said: "Why should my sister be modest, didn't she often play the piano when she was at home in the past." β
knew that she couldn't play the piano, just to make her make a fool of herself in public.
Only in this way can the beauty of Zhu Bi be brought out.
After Zhu Xuan blew Xiao just now, the celebrity did not praise excessively, but he did not ridicule her, it can be seen that her level is not low or high, Zhu Xuan deliberately played the Xiao song created by Mingkang, if Mingkang can be impressed, it is an honor.
But Mingkang never commented.
Despite this, it does not hinder her fighting spirit, Yi'an is ugly, which can naturally bring out her talent.
Zhu Yue knew that the sixth sister intended to make a fool of her in front of people, and she was sitting on pins and needles at the moment, staring at the low table in front of her full of liquor.
"Sister, please." Zhu Bi proudly invited.
The celebrities present naturally didn't know that Yi'an couldn't play qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and waited eagerly for her to get up and perform her best talent.
Zhu Yue was about to admit defeat, picked up the wine glass and shook it to everyone, and was about to drink the wine.
Uncle Ming grabbed her arm at night, stopped her from drinking the glass of wine, and said with a faint smile: "Yi'an, play a song with me." β
As soon as the words came out, the four were shocked.
Yes? Playing together, this pair of Qingqing and I want to play the piano in front of everyone.
Should this be punished for drinking or should it be punished for drinking?
smiled: "Yi'an, you are so lucky, Uncle Ye actually stroked the piano for you." β
Zhu Yue was stunned, and was pulled up by Uncle Ming and walked to the mat in the middle.
Everyone laughed and watched the show.
Only Zhu Bi's face was pale, and he watched Ming Gongzi, who was wearing a white robe and big sleeves, pulling Zhu Xuan to sit next to the guqin.
Zhu Yue was surrounded by the fairy-like Uncle Ming in front of Qin, his face was red, and he didn't dare to look at the meaningful smiles of the onlookers.
The fragrance emanating from Uncle Ming's body at night, the sweet scent of the mouth and nose sprayed straight to her ears and neck.
Instantly, her face turned even redder, and she didn't need to look in the mirror, and she knew that it was as brilliant as the sunset on the horizon.
"Uncle Night, you sat too close, I guess I didn't see Yi'an's face, like the red moon season. I was too ashamed to look at it. Da Ruan Gongzi said in a serious tone.
The crowd burst into laughter.
Zhu Yue gritted his teeth and drove away the shame of having no place to be ashamed.
At this moment, it looks like sitting in Uncle Ming's arms, the two jade hands were gently held by Uncle Ming and placed on the strings, and the sound of Uncle Ming's piano was also taught by her last time.
However, she can't play the piano at all, so if she is so clumsy, will she ruin the sound of Uncle Ming's piano?
Thinking of this, Zhu Yue turned his head sideways, gently attached it to his ear, spit out the truth, and said, "Ming Gongzi, actually, I can't play the piano." β
This posture made the celebrities look at it and feel that these two are too intimate and enviable.
It seems that a confidante is whispering to Uncle Ming, who is like an immortal, and telling his heart.
"I know." Ming Kang's soft words mixed with the fresh breath of Danxiang rushed towards her, making her heart tremble, and her ears and neck were dyed a layer of crimson again.
Uncle Ming's unique fragrance sprayed again, and he said lightly: "Yi'an is the most true and kind person, why care about the eyes of others, if you come, you will be safe, and hold this piece of pick in your hand." As he spoke, he passed her a white, shiny jade pick in both hands.
"It's a very simple tune, it's about someone who would rather be a wife than a concubine." Mingkang's soft words fell on her ear.
The guqin suddenly made a sound like a drop of water, flowing slowly, like spring water in the moonlight, drop by drop, ding ding dong dong - indescribable gentle and long, endless whispering, the hazy son in the moonlight stood on the edge of the continent waiting for the beauty in the middle of the water, waiting for the time to flow slowly, quietly waiting, the love xΓΉ slowly long.
Time is as slow as an hourglass, falling one by one, and one by one the notes are falling on everyone's hearts like beads.
At this moment, time seems to have stopped, and they are all immersed in the continuous lovesickness.
Zhu Yue was in a trance for a while, in the artistic conception of the sound of the piano, the son who was standing on the edge of the continent and waiting, looked back at the moment, and was full of brilliance.
Uncle Ming's face moved a little closer, and he chuckled while flicking: "Yi'an's face is so hot." β
Zhu Xuan's rich eyelashes trembled slightly, pretending not to hear and looking down at the pair of slender hands, covering her jade fingers, gently touching the strings, just touching it so casually, you can find such a beautiful sound.
This song is not better than the complex movements at the fingertips, but it is better than the artistic conception, played by Uncle Ming at night, the artistic conception is far-reaching, and no one can match.
Uncle Ming seemed to be proud, and he didn't look at the qin, and said sideways while playing: "Yi'an's eyes are flickering, is it emotional?" β
The whispering made her heart tremble, and the clear danxiang came to her nose, making her refreshed.
She didn't know how to answer, and the whispers they whispered as they played the piano were so small that only the two of them could hear them.
The celebrities and gentlemen present looked at this pair of talented women, and they only had eyes on them.
A pair of jade people stroked the guqin, and only then did they know what it means to envy only mandarin ducks and not immortals in this world.
Zhu Yue was annoyed in his heart, and spit out a few words to refute: "Son, I am emotional about this piano. β
The implication is not to be emotionally for him.
Uncle Ming smiled sideways and said, "Yes." Why can this piano make Yi'an red-faced and red-hearted? β
"Childe's piano skills should be admired." Zhu Yue praised slowly.
Fang was teased by Uncle Ming so much, she was a little unconvinced, pretended to be calm, and tried to recover her usual expression.
The celebrities present looked at the two of them so well-behaved, and Da Ruan Gongzi couldn't help but say: "Brother Shuye, it's better for you to marry the true and kind Yi'an." β
"Yes, Yi'an sits with you and looks worthy of you." Giggled.
However, the two of them ignored the people on the side, and were all immersed in the sound of the piano like flowing water, muttering softly.
provoked those celebrities to sigh: "I really envy me and others." β
Finally, this long thin water finally ran out, and the music came to an abrupt end.
Celebrities and gentlemen were amazed.
Uncle Ming deserves to be the most talented celebrity in the world.
Zhu Bi, who had been sitting next to him, hated in his heart, originally wanted to make Yi'an look ugly, but he didn't expect that Yi'an would have Uncle Ming personally guide him to play the piano at night. (To be continued.) )