Chapter Ninety-Five: Xueqin Calries

Tianlan patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to be calm, and then saluted the old man and said with a smile: "Old man, I am the one who wants to buy the piano, and they are just accompanying me." ”

"Oh?" the old man glanced at Tianlan, who seemed to be reluctant to agree, and said, "I see that you seem to know the piano quite well." Pick one for yourself!"

Tianlan saluted and thanked him again, and Ye Yi's dissatisfied voice came from his ears: "What...... You can tell at a glance if you know the piano or not?"

Tianlan walked in and said: "The piano can cultivate the mind and nourish the mind, the piano master is the most jealous of impetuousness, and there are three steps to view people: looking at the face, observing the qi, and observing the heart. You're so impetuous......"

Ye Yi scratched his head, obviously didn't understand what he was talking about, as if to say that most of the people who practice the piano are more calm?

The old man, who had been lazy, had his eyes lit up when he heard his words, but he didn't say much.

Ye Yi saw that the old man didn't look at this side, so he secretly said to Tianlan: "Hey, how do you know which one is good? Which one is bad? That old guy is obviously embarrassed for you." ”

Tianlan shook his head and said: "The piano itself is good and bad, but a good piano definitely does not refer to the quality of the piano, it should be said that the fate of the piano and people is more important." No matter how good the piano is, it will not make the best sound in the hands of someone who does not understand the heart of the piano. ”

Ye Yi was puzzled: "Why do I think what you say is more difficult to understand than that old man!

Tianlan didn't look around, but walked towards the nearest piano.

"Childe, do you want to choose this piano?" Xiaotang said.

He made a silent gesture to Xiaotang and smiled slightly. Then the old man also stood up and watched his movements in silence.

He gently put his fingers on the strings, and looked at the body very, very nostalgically, his slender fingers quietly across the strings, without a trace of wind, without half of his strength, as if he was simply trying to touch the strings, and did not want to disturb it.

His fingers were gentle to the extreme, and slowly, slowly, slowly plucked a string.

"Hum", the body of the instrument emits a deep low sound. The sound slowly spread out like a wave of water, and he closed his eyes and listened. Because this sound caused the surrounding air to vibrate, the strings of other instruments were also touched, making an extremely slight sound.

Every instrument in the world is different, and even if it was played by the same person at the same time, there will be subtle differences, so it can be said that there is no one that sounds exactly the same. The quickest way to find out what works best for you is to listen to each note.

The sound of the piano resonates with the people, so as to distinguish the subtle differences. This is by no means something that ordinary people can do, it is good for ordinary people to be able to distinguish three or four sounds at the same time, and it is impossible to distinguish hundreds of piano sounds with similar timbre at the same time, if there is no spiritual power far beyond ordinary people and an understanding of the piano sound, it is impossible to do it!

The old man's face finally changed slightly, and he found that Tianlan actually wanted to use this method to distinguish the sound of the piano, which ...... Legend has it that someone once used the method of resonance to find a famous piano buried deep in the ground, but I have never heard of anyone using this method to choose a piano!

These are very good instruments...... The corners of Tianlan's mouth unconsciously showed a hint of a smile...... Suddenly, a slightly different piano sound came, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared without a trace, and instead he looked at the back of the hall in surprise.

His expression was surprised at first, followed by nostalgia, nostalgia, anticipation, and even a little melancholy, a little sad, and a little ashamed......

Tianlan definitely never expected to meet her here...... It turned out that she was here......

I really want to see her...... In his memory, his family and comrades-in-arms who have always been by his side have been there......

How can we forget the sound of the piano that has been accompanied by 60 days and nights......

Now, 600 years later, will she still be what she once was......

The rolling memories made him a little confused, and he raised his feet and walked unconsciously towards the end of the hall. Everyone followed in his footsteps, and soon reached the end of the hall. This is a black wall with nothing, Ye Yi and Xiaotang couldn't help but be a little puzzled when they saw Tianlan facing this wall.

The old man in the piano shop was shocked, and thought to himself, could it be that he heard the sound of the piano in the secret room? How could it be? The secret room was made of the best soundproof panels, not to mention that the faint vibration could not be transmitted to the inside, and even if the piano inside felt the vibration, there was no way to transmit the sound of the piano! Even if he stood in the secret room and shouted hoarsely, he could not hear it at all outside.

But Tianlan's words obviously affirmed the doubts of the old man in the piano workshop.

"Senior, open the door!" he wanted to go in to meet her. If the old man of the piano shop doesn't open it, maybe this high-end soundproof board will be updated.

"You...... How do you know?" puzzled the old man.

"Inside...... A friend of mine is calling me ......" He said softly with complicated eyes, but this sentence did not solve everyone's confusion, but made everyone even more puzzled.

Could it be that the old man of the piano shop slowly opened the secret room and took a deep look at Tianlan, and then led everyone to go down.

The secret rooms are intricately intertwined, and at a glance there are at least dozens of individual small rooms, each with a guqin. Obviously, the piano here is not the same grade as the one outside, just look at the treatment of this "single room", every piano here is a famous piano in the world.

But these Qin Tianlan didn't even look at it, he seemed to have been here countless times, and walked to the innermost part without hesitation. When he reached the piano room at the very end, he suddenly hesitated and stopped.

It's not that he doesn't know where she is, he knows she's there......

Maybe it's "hometown timidity", he unconsciously slowed down......

Finally, I walked into the piano room. Finally, the most beautiful snow-white guqin in the world in his memory appeared in front of his eyes. Each room has no name, only one instrument. But it was enough, because he would never forget what this one looked like.

His fingers gently ran over the headstock, which he had once carved with his own hands, six beautiful snowflakes.

His fingers gently ran over the strings of the colorful piano, which he had once traveled all over the continent to find the dragon mound and made it with dragon tendons.

His fingers lightly fell on the snow-white piano body, which was once the snow barn wood he had obtained by risking his life on the Arctic Ice Field, cool and pure white, and never faded.

Once, that beautiful snow-white color was the black stain that terrified the mainland, once she stayed with a lyre who loved her deeply but failed to treat her well, and once, there was a man who used all the power of his soul to restore her to the sacred snow-white color......

The memories between them were too many, too deep and too heavy, and she was once his only ...... But the memory was so heavy, so heavy that he could barely breathe.

A thousand words, only two words at the end:

"Six Wheels ......"