After Qin Chuan saluted, he tidied up his clothes and sat on the ground.

He played the strings lightly, and the low music sounded, only to hear Qin Chuan sing loudly:

"A man should have the ambition to slaughter, and die before his ambition is rewarded;

And tell all the kings to look at the wolf, and see how long he will be rampant! ”

As soon as the song fell, the sound of the piano gradually went higher. When everyone was fascinated, they only heard the sound of soldiers fighting each other continuously, as if they had come to the battlefield! Everyone was shocked, and when they came back to their senses, they realized that this was Qin Chuan's ventriloquist voice. This realistic ventriloquist should match the sound of the piano, but it is also very brilliant!

Everyone was secretly admiring in their hearts, but they heard the voice of Bing Ge disappearing, replaced by Qin Chuan's singing. I only listened to Qin Chuan's change of high and low tones, and the singing voice changed with poetry, full of emotion and staggered, which made everyone want to cry.

"Zheng", the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Qin Chuan stood up with a faint expression on his face.

"Good! It's superb! I didn't expect Xiao Qin to be silent on weekdays, but secretly he was so talented, it was really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves! We dying people can't compare to that! ”

The person who spoke was Ge Fengqi, the first to start playing, and he was also one of the best people in Yongning City.

Qin Chuan bowed slightly, he could be regarded as having received this praise.

At this time, Guo Jia said coldly: "In my opinion, it is not without mistakes. ”

Qin Chuan looked very modest: "What do you say, sir?" ”

"It's good that you take into account the overall emotion. However, if the emotions are exaggerated, there is a suspicion of showmanship. You can lead the ordinary audience, but you can't move the real piano masters. ”

Chun Ming listened and couldn't help but glance at Guo Jia.

Qin Chuan's expression was grim, and he said respectfully: "Yes, the disciple has been taught!" ”

Guo Jia looked at Chun Ming, Chun Ming understood, and walked out with a smile: "Chun Ming has also prepared a song, which is ugly." ”

The sound of the piano is tactful, and it is actually a cheerful tune. And according to common sense, "From the Army" should be desolate and tragic!

The people in the audience talked a lot, but they knew the skills of Chunming in their hearts, and they didn't dare to argue lightly.

I only listened to Chun Ming playing the piano and singing softly:

"There is a girl who is thirteen years old, and she is beautiful and tingting;

Cai Wei meets Ah Lang, Lang's heart is like my heart;

Fifteen is a woman, and the new swallow builds spring mud;

The children are around the knees, and the wings are flying together・・・・・・"

At this point, the pleasant tone has somehow changed to a sad background tone, and the song of Spring Tea suddenly changed from a lively and happy girl to a weathered old woman:

"The spring water goes west again, and the northern geese return to the south;

Once he joined the army, he was never heard from again.

Hou Jun has been thirteen years, and Wangqing has stepped on the clouds;

Although the red face is easy to get old, the concubine's heart is like an iron chase! ”

This is a letter to the front-line husband, Chun Ming is worthy of everyone who is full of wind and moon, and the singing voice is free to change, and the movements of his subordinates are not sluggish at all. The emotion was even more incisive, just right, and everyone present was heartbroken.

Just when everyone thought it was over, they only heard Chunming sing again, but this time the voice was very thick, and at first glance it didn't sound like me. Just listen to her sing:

"Thirteen years in the army, Siqing thirteen times;

The willows hang in front of the door, and the crucian carp flies in the small pond.

Yama often calls me, and the good news returns;

Now my temples are white, I just hope that the world is peaceful!

Drunk and looking at the sword,

Dream back to blow the horn company camp.

Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound

Autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

The horse-made Lu is fast,

The bow is like a thunderbolt.

But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death,

Poor white happens! Hmmm... Poor white ・・・・・・"

The singing is bleak, hoarse, and extremely moving.

Chunming has already collected the piano, but everyone is still immersed in the majestic singing, and they can't come back to their senses for a long time.

Chun Ming turned her head and saw a large group of small people lying at the door eavesdropping, smiled slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little fluttery in her heart.

"Very good, worthy of the piano saint!" Guo Jia shouted hello first, and everyone came back to their senses, and thunderous applause broke out in an instant!

That night, Ge Fengqi, Qin Chuan and Chun Ming came on the stage, and there were a sea of people on the stage, cheering! After the performance, everyone who was lucky enough to come thought that it would be worth the trip.

Guo Jia disguised herself and blended in the crowd and watched the entire unparalleled performance.

At this time, someone called out Shen Qing's name.

Guo Jia smiled lightly and took Hongsheng's hand: "We should go, if we don't leave, we won't be able to leave." The two of them kept their heads down as much as they could and squeezed out in a low-key manner.

The people in the hall made a fuss because they couldn't find Shen Qing, and the scholars who were wandering unbuttoned their clothes, stood on the stool, and slapped the Nanmu tables and chairs with both hands. When everyone saw it, they all followed suit, crying and shouting one by one to see Shen Qing! The steward was helpless, and seeing that he couldn't persuade him, he had to ask Chun Ming to play another song, and the hall was barely quiet.

In the private room by the window on the second floor, someone pouted: "I don't look at this qin saint very well, but this first song "From the Army" is not bad. ”

Zhu Han, who was drinking beside him, listened, put down the wine glass on his lips and said, "Brother Chen is tasteful!" We are here for Shen Qing today, but you don't seem to be lucky, Master Shen doesn't seem to be here today. ”

The son surnamed Chen glanced at him with a smile: "Is there really such a person?" I think it's average, right? ”

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Zhu Han smiled and didn't argue: "When you really see him, you won't say that." ”

The two quickly diverted the subject.

"Yikes!" Suddenly, Zhu Han's little servant screamed.

Zhu Han reprimanded: "What happened, so rude? ”

"Childe, look! You see! ”

The wind and moon are full of red lanterns in front of the building, and the lights are bright along the way. Zhu Han followed the little girl's gaze and looked out the window, and his gaze suddenly changed: "Then, isn't that Shen Gongzi?" I saw Shen Qing with his hands behind his back, and the girl behind him followed, and Youzai Youzai walked away.

When the son surnamed Chen heard this, he only saw a hazy back. It's just ・・・・・・

Just how to look like a woman?

It's so weird!

Chen Gongzi smiled faintly and quipped: "It seems that I really have no chance with Shen Gongzi!" ”

After that night, it was rumored that since Shen Qing, who had a glimpse of the sky, was invited to be the piano master, the skills of the piano master in the Fengyue Manlou had increased greatly, and even the spring tea was no exception. Fengyue Manlou has completely compared another art hall with Yueman's West Building.

In this way, the guests of the West Building, who were originally full moon, were also robbed of a lot, and the wind and moon were in the limelight for a while.

At this time, Lu Zhiqiu, the steward of the West Building with a full moon, was in a hurry.

"Then what is Shen Qing's origin?"

The little servant replied with a winc: "If you go back to the steward, the little one sent someone to follow him all the way, but he was very vigilant, and he lost it halfway!" ”

Lu Zhiqiu looked at the desolate account books, and was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but he persuaded himself for a long time before he could barely hold back.

He grimaced and ordered: "Keep following, be careful next time, don't lose it again, don't come back if you lose people again, get out!" ”

"Huh! Huh! The little one got it! The servant crawled out of the room.