Volume 1 Duckweed Rise Chapter 67 Xiao Lu Hand
Soon, the flowing water banquet entered the white-hot stage, and the dishes were eaten, but some people suggested that it was better to make a real flowing water banquet.
Everyone agreed, so they let Yan He carry everyone and put a hibiscus on the water, the hibiscus has been floating on the water, when the sound of Yan He beating the drum stops, and the hibiscus flower stops where it is to chant poetry, this chant can't come up but it has to drink, or it is more or less to perform a while.
Everyone laughed, and Yan Yibing said, "Occasionally, I heard that Rong Shan's piano skills are excellent, and some time ago, he was also influenced by the newcomer Oiran who thought of Nujiao because of his piano skills?" It makes us curious. β
Rong Shanwan smiled and said: "It's just a bad thing, but good piano skills still need good cooperation to give full play to their strengths." β
Lin Zhiyi on the side finally began to talk: "Isn't it that Rong Gongzi naturally feels that we people are not worthy of listening to this opera?" I was there that day, but I didn't think there was much power, but some people were like it. β
"Oh? It seems that Yan Shiao, your wife is also quite fond of piano skills! Don't know if you can see it? Yan Yibing said, Rong Shan's front foot still felt that Lin Zhiyi still hadn't learned to be well-behaved, this~ Yan Yibing said that Rong Shan also knew what a gentle knife was, and the knife cut people's hearts.
Rong Shan watched this drama from the side, and thought that Lin Zhiyi probably wouldn't accept it, but Rong Shan really didn't understand Lin Zhiyi, and in the end, Lin Zhiyi really got up and was ready to show it. Yan Shiao on the side couldn't sit still after all, and said: "Neiko, I am used to being spoiled, this game must be the responsibility of the game, so I didn't lose it, so how can I talk about performing talents." β
Yan Shiao has already made it clear that Lin Zhiyi doesn't need to do this, but who knows that Lin Zhiyi doesn't buy it, and said: "This is a small banquet between friends, why be so restrained, if you want to listen to it, you can perform a part, but it is a little family spirit that is twisted and pinched, but it is indeed a small family." β
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people present darkened, these individuals are still friends with Rong Shan in the final analysis, but they can't talk about friends with her, but it was Yan Shiao who invited her together, but she regarded herself as something, and she still couldn't say anything as the master, and Li Yingying on the side of her certainly showed her dissatisfaction.
Lin Zhiyi walked to the piano and began to adjust the tone, which made Rong Shan surprised, this Lin Zhiyi still learned something. Yan Yibing on the side called Rong Shan many times, but Rong Shan just ignored it, Yan Yibing had no choice but to pat Rong Shan, but Rong Shan jumped.
said: "Hey, I don't know where Rong Gongzi came from? Yan Yibing's question was actually not abrupt, but it was a little inappropriate, but Rong Shan still replied 1510: "It's just Master Tuyazi!" β
Yan Yibing raised an eyebrow, "Tuyazi, oh? That's a lot of power, but I've had some shallow conversations with Master Tuyazi before. β
"Oh? Have you also talked to my master? I haven't seen him for two or three years, and I don't know where he is now, but I'm used to wandering, but I don't want us to look for him. Yong Shan replied.
Yan Yi Bing smiled, "It's you who remind me of a person, listening to Rong Shanrong's son's accent is like the Jiangnan generation, I don't know Rong Shan, have you heard of Murong Shanyue, the proud protΓ©gΓ© of Tu Yazi?" β
When Rong Shan heard this, he panicked, and said: "Yan Yi Bing Yan Gongzi, you have good ears, one thing they can always hear is that I am an accent south of the Huai River, I naturally think that my accent is not heavy, but let Yan Gongzi hear it at once." β
Yan Yibing smiled and said: "There, there's just speculation, but you don't have to be so amazed, but I'm very curious about Rong Gongzi's piano skills!" β
Rong Shan finally stopped talking, smiled and nodded, opposite; Judging from Liu Cong's complexion, it was really wonderful, I was afraid that he even had the intention of killing him.
Lin Zhiyi on the side had already finished playing, and no one in the group paid attention to it, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but I have to say that it is always your enemy who can relieve you of all kinds of embarrassment, because others will not pay attention to you at all.
As soon as she sat back, Jin'er immediately hooked up: "I thought that my sister's piano skills were naturally superb and decisive, but I didn't expect that it was for us to lose face in Yanfu, a piano man does not know the "eight methods of the right hand", chanting and remarking, that is, even this basic technique is not clear, not to mention what can be done, this string does not have to reach the proficiency of simply connecting, this ~ inevitably also delayed some state affairs, besides, the heart of the piano player is not quiet, but it is in vain to learn this piano, not to mention the son, but me, you are a little worse. β
After speaking, he suddenly felt that Yan Shiao's face had become bad, and Yan Yibing on the side began to persuade Yan Shiao again: "Yan Shiao is so blessed, one or two ladies have studied this guqin, after all, it is enviable." β
Yan Zhu Shiao on the side hurriedly responded to this sentence immediately, this matter is over, after a few rounds, in the end, Rong Shan and Li Yingying's wine drank a lot, after all, this hibiscus flower always floats to Rong Shan and Li Yingying, Yan Yibing on the side helped Rong Shan drink a glass or two, Liu Cong, Rong Shan has been ignoring himself for a long time from the beginning, of course he feels embarrassed, obviously he is in front of Rong Shan, but he didn't see Rong Shan look at himself, just talked with Yan Yibing.
It's time for Rong Shan to drink again, and then Liu Cong finally spoke, and said: "Okay, Rong Shan, you have also eaten a lot of wine, and it looks like this, but it's good to play a song for us." β
After Liu Cong finished speaking, everyone immediately coaxed, Rong Shan was still a little drunk, reluctantly got up, walked to the piano step by step, and of course did not let Liu Cong go, and said: "I have long heard that Liu Cong is very good-looking in your sword dance, but I have been a friend for so many years and I haven't seen you skip, why don't you give our family Rong Shan a while?" β
Liu Cong glanced at Yan Yiru, but he didn't want to respond, but Li Yingying was already drunk, and said: "If you want to talk about the sword dance, it is that the oiran and Rong Shan's piano sound really complement each other." β
After saying this, Liu Cong's face also became bad, "Ran Min? Thinking of Rong Shan and almost sleeping with others in a daze, he got angry when he thought of this, and went backwards, drawing his sword from the waist of the guard, at this time, the sound of the piano started, Liu Cong jumped up in the air, the sword slashed to the ground, picked up the stones of the path, turned into a mud horizontal, and no longer said anything and continued to move forward, to the table, the sword qi together, towards the front of Yanyi Bing, but the sword fell, to Rong Shan's table, flipped and hooked up the wine on the Yanyi Ice table, pulled a sword, then leaned back, spilled the wine, turned over, was stunned, not a drop fell to the ground, and all of them entered Liu Cong's mouth.
At this time, of course, the sound of the piano is very good, it really should be with the ups and downs of the sword dance, this time it does not fall, the sound of the sword falls, the sound of the piano rises and falls, the sword is fast, the sound of the piano is radical, the sword is relaxed, even the sound of the piano is not flat, but it is really compatible, the sound of the piano is endless, the aftermath is lingering, everyone is amazed, everyone feels amazed, everyone finally understands what it means to be stupid.
Yan He is already so approving, whether it is this sword dance or this piano skill, he is really on the way, and he can't help but chant a poem, saying: "Last night's stars and last night's wind, the west side of the painting building is east of Guitang." There are no colorful phoenix wings, and there is a little bit of wisdom in the heart. β