Walnut said that this Tang Xiuzhan is a music idiot, obsessed with music research, and the songs he composed are widely circulated in the community, and even in the Gaomen compound, and everyone respectfully calls him "Tang Gongzi".

It's a pity that music is a vassal and elegant thing for the powerful, but for those who make a living from it, the status is as lowly as mud.

Although it has won the praise of the world, it is not respected.

It's not that Liu Jiangquan's minions.

Tang Xiuzhan was dressed like snow-white, his long hair was not combed or tied, draped over his shoulders, his eyebrows were clear, and he looked quite handsome and graceful.

When he saw Hua Qianshu looking at him, his eyes wandered, his face was even redder, and he coughed lightly: "Excuse me Aunt Hua, take the liberty of asking, what kind of tune did you play?"

Hua Qianshu said truthfully: ""Half a pot of sand". ”

"Half a pot of sand?" Tang Xiuzhan slowly chewed the charm, and his face glowed with brilliance: "I've never heard of this song before, but it's from Aunt Hua's hand?"

Hua Qianshu was afraid that he would continue to ask about the source, so he nodded shamelessly: "It was obtained by accident." ”

Tang Xiuzhan was so excited that a layer of fine beads of sweat oozed from the tip of his nose: "Can you ask Aunt Hua to teach you a lesson or two?"

Hua Qianshu shook his head and refused directly: "I'm sorry, but I just came easily, and then I forgot to tune in." ”

Tang Xiuzhan didn't care about her refusal at all, and said very humbly: "Then please ask Aunt Hua to correct me." ”

With a twist of the wrist, he sat on the ground with his clothes on the ground, put the guzheng on his lap, and a pair of slender fingers like jade gently picked it up, and the sound of heaven flowed out instantly, and the melody was almost the same as "Half a Pot of Sand".

Talent!

It's unforgettable.

No wonder Walnut looked adoring, staring at him intently and salivating.

Qingyu and several people also gathered around, standing behind Tang Xiuzhan, no one listened to the music, but glanced at Tang Xiuzhan, and then at Hua Qianshu, when they exchanged eyes, in addition to doubts, there were other ill-intentioned meanings.

Tang Xiuzhan is an idiot who is obsessed with music, and he plays it like he is fascinated and forgetful.

This courtyard, everyone is afraid of it, in addition to disliking Hua Qianshu, there is also the fear of the death of the light moon. Especially the poisoning of the wild cats in Yinfeng, there is still a little weird shadow.

It's rare to be so lively and peaceful.

The music stopped abruptly in the middle of the song, Tang Xiuzhan slowly raised his eyes and looked at Hua Qianshu: "I only remember this half, I don't know how many deviations there are?"

Hua Qianshu was still amazed, so he said casually: "It's okay, it's okay, it's not much." ”

Tang Xiuzhan straightened his face with a serious face: "Aunt Hua's words are wrong, a complete piece of music is like flowing water, and the slightest flaw will destroy the overall artistic conception and soul, how can you deal with it at will? That is disrespectful to music and art." If there is any omission, please do not hesitate to give advice. ”

That look of righteous indignation, as if it was not the music that Hua Qianshu wasted, but him, and he abandoned it from beginning to end.

Hua Qianshu originally saw that he was thin-skinned and evil in his heart, so he wanted to joke. But she hated this kind of serious old master's preaching tone the most, and suddenly became tasteless.

"It's because I'm stupid, I don't understand vocal music, and I'm insulting, Tang Gongzi, please. ”

She directly gave the order to evict the customer, turned around and left, and never dragged the mud and water.

Tang Xiuzhan hadn't spoken yet, and Bang Yun and the others behind him had already quit.

"It's so rude, I really don't know how to lift up. ”

Tang Xiuzhan got up anxiously, stopped Hua Qianshu in two steps, bowed deeply, and asked very sincerely: "It's the villain who is so talented that he is serious, which makes Aunt Hua dislike." But Tang is not a person from Meng Lang, but I often hear the sound of tambourine in this courtyard, the tune is high and surging, which makes people's blood boil, like a melody in the army, and it is really a master's work. Tang has been in love for a long time, but he just didn't have the opportunity to visit.

Today, I came to play with Aunt Bangyun, and when I heard the sound of this tambourine, I was so excited that I couldn't help myself, and I took the liberty to come. Especially when I see Aunt Hua, the so-called woman who listens to the music and knows the elegance, and can make such a good song, her talent must be extraordinary. Tang was abrupt, and I implored Aunt Hua to appreciate her face, and she could accept Tang as an apprentice, and she would like to be grateful. ”

These words caused Qingyu and the others behind them to be stunned, and Hua Qianshu glanced up and down at this Elder Tang suspiciously, muttering in his heart.

Thinking about Tang Xiuzhan's arrogance and conceit, a few pieces should not be enough to amaze a well-informed musician, right?

Is it a sweet flattery, or is it an ulterior motive, deliberately trying to get close to yourself?

Although he is not Zhao Kuo, the deviation of many things in his past life and this life makes Hua Qianshu unable to completely let down his guard, and he is a little wary of this Tang Xiuzhan.

Therefore, Hua Qianshu didn't give Tang Xiuzhan a good face.

"Tang Gongzi is too uplifting, I don't know what to compose lyrics and music at all, which disappoints you. ”

She replied crisply, turned back to her room, and slammed the door.

The eyes of Qingyu and Bangyun, mixed with resentment and jealousy, were cut off behind him.

Hua Qianshu looked out of the window, Qingyu and others surrounded Tang Xiuzhan, discussing something very enthusiastically and enthusiastically.

And Tang Xiuzhan took two steps back reservedly, still looking like an elder Tang who had entered the Pansi Cave.

Walnut also peeked at Elder Tang, his face radiant.

Hua Qianshu's heart moved, and she had already keenly smelled the breath of spring from the walnuts.

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not make a fuss and make a fuss? They are all at the age of the beginning of love, reserved and shy, and they are all pretending to be seen by others.

The walnuts are clearly eyeing this piece of Tang monk meat.

It's just that this Elder Tang, Hua Qianshu feels that it is difficult to explain.

Listening to him, it was like Tang Seng reciting a mantra to Sun Wukong, with one head and two big.

Walnut's appetite is as clear as her brain.

Spring is coming to an end, and when the first cicadas chirp in the branches, it's a sign that summer is coming.

And because of the existence of Tang Xiuzhan, a white-faced and talented man, the Nishang Pavilion has disrupted this alternating season.

He really seemed to be like Tang San had hidden in his daughter's country, every time he appeared, he would always make the little girls here have a spring on their faces, a vein in their eyes, or a shy glance, and then they were knocked into the autumn waves and jumped out of the way. Or boldly come forward to talk to each other, looking for all kinds of strange excuses.

Even a few wines, near the water, took advantage of his access to the sunny and rainy courtyard, and secretly sent autumn waves in private.

Tang Xiuzhan was enthusiastic about this kind of fruit throwing, and like Tang Sanzang, his face turned red and he avoided it.

Walnut only dared to look at it from a distance, with a look that bordered on obsession.

Other girls are looking for a way out, because marrying a talented musician is better than promising to run errands in the house in the future.

And Walnut just admires Tang Xiuzhan's talent, especially the songs he plays.

Hua Qianshu saw that Tang Xiuzhan was facing many diligent temptations, but he was unmoved, and he was polite and obedient, but he was a rare and commendable gentleman. Once half-jokingly pouted Walnut to come forward to speak, Walnut was a little at a loss for a moment.

She felt a little inferior, and felt that she could not be worthy of a talented and suave Tang Xiuzhan.

Hua Qianshu felt that this little girl in her own house was kind and simple, single-minded, and several times stronger than the girl with sharp teeth and a few bends in her mind.

This is a favor, and I have to help.