What is the saddest thing in the world?

Everyone's thoughts are about the same.

Xiang Jiarong's flute voice is clean, sad, and a little fragile.

Colorful clouds are easy to disperse, and sweet dreams are fragile.

All joy is like bubbles, fleeting.

No matter how hard you work for life, for the sake of power, whether you are a prince or a prince, there is one thing that is absolutely fair to everyone, everyone will eventually go to the same end - death.

This flute sound seems to tell all the miserable things you can think of.

Life and death, death, failure, and deep despair.

The melody sounds soft and mournful, but it carries a mysterious emptiness, which makes people feel uneasy.

Just listening to this flute song, Xiang Jiarong is only one step away from a real musician.

At this time, Zhong Tianzheng's flute joined.

He didn't entangle this sad and happy speculation with Xiang Jiarong, and he used skills and rhythm to break the artistic conception created by the other party.

Zhong Tianzheng's flute song has a fast rhythm and many turns, and the ups and downs of the tune are lively like a "crackling" rain.

Wen Sheng didn't feel much joy in his flute sound, but he made up for it with skill, listening to his flute sound, he only felt that life was so busy, people were running around for all kinds of reasons, and there was no time to grieve the spring and autumn.

He relied on his technique to fight fast and slow, and forcibly cut off Xiang Jiarong's flute sound, which made those sad feelings become fragmented and weird, but in this messy way, there was a sense of funny humor, which made people can't help but want to laugh.

Just listening to this, Wen Sheng judged it lightly. There is no doubt that Zhong Tianzheng won this competition.

With his rich skills, he restrained Xiang Jiarong.

Zhong Tianzheng is following the path of Tan Lao Guoshi, he is too suitable to learn the eight methods of Miaoyin, and even touches the bypass himself, once he gets the real secret method, he will definitely be like a tiger, and his strength will be greatly improved.

Xiang Jiarong is still insisting.

Zhong Tianzheng's flute sound caused him great disturbance.

Not sure why. Xiang Jiarong even felt that this kind of interference was even more powerful than the real musician in Xuanyin Pavilion yesterday.

His heart was pounding. There was some boredom in his chest, and until later, he couldn't hold on any longer. He jerked his flute out of the way and bent down to let out a heart-rending cough.

Zhong Tianzheng stopped the sound of the flute.

Winners and losers at a glance.

This kind of backlash is not only due to Xiang Jiarong's feelings being too full, but he can't exert it in his heart. is even more because Zhong Tianzheng already has the means of a musician.

The group of apprentices looked at Zhong Tianzheng's gaze, and couldn't help but feel admiration.

Champion. Probably this is the person.

Wen Sheng has never had anyone to challenge, and she is a little unsure of what position she can rank at this time, and she even thinks that if Emperor Jianzhao announces Zhong Tianzheng as the champion at this time, it will mean the end of Dabi. If she didn't say anything, she estimated that she would have to withdraw from the Silk Hall with everyone, so as to miss such a good opportunity.

Wen Sheng quietly looked at Li Chengyun.

Li Chengyun was aware. gave her a reassuring look.

At this moment, Emperor Jianzhao's gaze suddenly fell on Wen Sheng. He said: "There is another person here, are you all afraid of her strength and dare not challenge her?" Come on, you two have a last game, so I can see if she's really that good. ”

He spoke in a rather kind tone, and the two people he was referring to were Wen Sheng and Zhong Tianzheng.

Feng Songchuan's face changed slightly when he heard this, according to his understanding of Emperor Jianzhao for so many years, the old emperor suddenly said this, obviously revealing the intention of lifting. said that not only did he not look at the only woman among the apprentices, but he even admired it.

How is this possible?

Could it be that Li Chengyun said something to the old emperor?

The eldest prince went down to rest, the second prince's face was ruddy, with obvious wine, at this time it was Li Chengyun standing beside Emperor Jianzhao to serve, although his face was rarely happy, his movements were close.

Wen Sheng was ordered to come out of the ranks.

Emperor Jianzhao noticed her injured left hand and frowned slightly, but did not ask.

The chamberlain threw out the copper coin, and the copper coin drew a crystal arc, fell down, and made a crisp sound on the blue bricks of the main hall, shook a few times, and stood still.

This time, Zhong Tianzheng is "sad", and Wen Sheng is "happy".

At first glance, both of them have been assigned what they are good at, and the result should be a happy result, but it is not.

Zhong Tianzheng has already shown his strength in "Xi", if he still blows "Xi" this time, Wen Sheng is prepared to fight, which is equivalent to taking a big advantage.

And according to Wensheng's situation at this time, it is also very difficult to express joy.

Because no matter how ever-changing the melody of music is, and what kind of innovative development there are in the subtleties, in terms of rhythm, there are actually only four types, namely light and fast, heavy and fast, light and slow, heavy and slow. The general principle is also certain, light and fast means happy and joyful, heavy and fast means excited and brave, light and slow means gentle and leisurely, heavy and slow means solemn and strict.

The rhythm is connected to the heart, and when people are happy, they will laugh, their blood flow will increase, and their demeanor will be light.

Therefore, no matter how the joy is expressed, the rhythm must be fast.

And for a piece of music to be fast, the fingering of the left hand must be the most important.

Not only should the basic fingering techniques of chanting and repetition be completed frequently, but also mixed with various techniques such as bumping and teasing as decoration, the fingers should be smart, and the strings should be clean, so that the music will not lose its charm.

Although Wen Sheng's complex fingering has not been dabbled in too much, these most basic have been painstakingly worked, quite the essence of subtlety, subtlety, circle, and communication, if the left hand is not injured, it is natural to come to the previous paragraph.

Wen Sheng realized that his left hand was about to come in handy, and he was a little uncertain in his heart.

After she sat down, she put her hand on the strings, and her five fingers made a bending and stretching motion, just by doing so, it caused a sharp pain in the wound of her palm, which made her involuntarily take a deep breath.

Wen Sheng plays the piano, in fact, it is almost the same way as Xiang Jiarong's, both focus on the state of mind, but Wen Sheng has gone further on this road because of the relationship between Wang Xi's teachings and "Xi Shengpu".

Zhong Tianzheng put the dong flute to his lips, and before blowing, he turned his head and glanced at Wen Sheng.

Just as Wen Sheng was waiting for him to take the flute, the two of them looked at each other, and Zhong Tianzheng's narrow phoenix eyes closed a little, and Wen Sheng couldn't tell whether he was greeting himself or expressing his proud disdain.

Either way, this kid doesn't seem to be going to show mercy.

Wen Sheng's lips couldn't help but show a wry smile, and the middle finger of his right hand was pulled out, and the strings made a "zheng" sound.

Zhong Tianzheng spoke according to the hole, and it was a long glissando, like the beginning of a battle, "spitting bitterness", that is Iron Horse Jingo, trilling, that is life and death, his "sadness" has a murderous atmosphere, which is very different from Xiang Jiarong's sorrow.

Wen Sheng had no choice but to fight.

Fortunately, of the four fingers used to press the strings in the left hand, the thumb, which was least affected by the knife wound, was used the most frequently.

Wen Sheng endured the pain, bent her fingers, up, down, forward, retreated, pinched, and pushed, because of the injury, these fingerings were obviously not as flexible as before, but her song was very lofty, but it was from the qin song "Getaway" from the Warring States period in the previous life.

"Getaway", taking the meaning of "swimming in the ruins of the desert with the spirit of the gods." Blend with heaven and earth. It is the same body as the void. Sle is not a vulgar man who can know. ”

The dragon soars above the nine heavens, how chic and comfortable it is.

After Wen Sheng comprehended "Logging", he played this kind of song again, and the state of being tired and relaxed was almost on the piano, which was undoubtedly revealed.

Zhong Tianzheng's flute music sounds like the vast earth is full of sorrow, but the sound of Wen Sheng's piano is like a heavenly sound, recuperating and leading sentient beings out of the sea of suffering.

Zhong Tianzheng's slender fingers quickly wiped up and down the sound holes, which was called flying fingers, and the mouth continued to break and spit out overlapping sounds, giving full play to all kinds of skills.

Wen Sheng did not fight fast and slow like Zhong Tianzheng in Fangcai, her left hand was occasionally difficult, but her right hand rolled and rounded, and there was affection on the seven strings.

The two actually fought to an equal footing.

Emperor Jianzhao's expression was attentive, as if he was very intoxicated by listening.

Tan Laoguo's eyebrows jumped, and the competition went on like this, whether it was Zhong Tianzheng or Gu Wensheng, he was greatly surprised.

The apprentices in the hall did not dare to come out, and now they all knew that the ongoing nineteen was the battle for the champion.

People can't look good, Gu Wensheng, who hurt his hand, and Zhong Tianzheng, who has a delicate face, the strength shown by these two people at this time scared everyone, and even Xiang Jiarong, who had just competed, couldn't help but feel beyond his reach.

I thought that Zhong Tianzheng and his game was already a super-level performance, but I didn't expect that he could be stronger.

But Zhong Tianzheng, who is stronger, can't help Gu Wensheng, who hurt his hand.

The most important thing is that in Gu Wensheng's piano sound, he faintly felt something that he was familiar with and yearned for, just listening to it like this, he was so excited that he couldn't help but tremble.

After two stalemates, it became more and more difficult for Wen Sheng's four fingers to bend and stretch her left hand, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

The pain is still tolerable, but the injured meridians gradually become numb under the constant pulling. Wen Sheng felt that starting from the ring finger and middle finger, her left hand gradually lost control, and this sour numbness expanded to her left arm, neck, and even her left temple was jumping and jumping.

Wen Sheng had to significantly reduce the fingering of his left hand.

In Wen Sheng's previous life, the Taoist patriarch Qiu Chuji once composed "Qingtian Song", in which he said: "This song in my family is all natural, and there are no holes and no strings. I have to be surprised to realize the floating dream, and the clear sound of day and night fills the cave sky. ”

These words are the happiness of a person who is detached from the world and returns to his true self.

Although Wen Sheng's hand was injured, her spirit was very strong, and even resonated with the piano under her hand.

Even when her hands were intact, she had never been able to convey what she had in mind to others. (To be continued)

PS: This chapter was written all day.

I hope you are satisfied. R655