Luo Zhaoyun smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth raised an arc of a smile, and said, "After the girl is ready, she will sing next." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"It's okay, let the concubine also listen to Luo Gongzi's singing skills, hehe......" Xiao Yiyi smiled and was in a better mood.

Because of her singing voice and piano skills, she has become famous in Chang'an City, and there are too few people who dare to sing in front of her, and they are afraid that the class will get an axe, and now Luo Zhaoyun volunteered to sing to her, which made Xiao Yiyi feel novel and curious, and her interest was even stronger.

In fact, Xiao Yiyi doesn't care much about whether he sings well or not, as long as the tunes and words he sings can move her.

Luo Zhaoyun coughed dryly, drank another cup of tea, moistened his throat, adjusted his voice, and sang in a deep and affectionate cappella song: "The years are rare to be silent, the autumn wind is tired of wandering, the sunset is not leaving, and I am reluctant to hang on the wall."

"In the past, the words in the ears of the Yiren have flowed eastward with the sound of the tide, and then looking back, the past has also fallen with the maple leaves......"

Xiao Yiyi is a master of playing the piano and composing, almost as soon as she hears the general tune sung by others, she can play the tune along, and even according to her own feelings, she can join at any time, repair at any time, and volatilize on the spot, without any sense of abruptness.

I just heard two sentences, the style of this kind of lyrics is not the ancient style of Yuefu, but the near-body Yuefu, some characteristics of folk songs, but the elegance and artistic conception of the lyrics and songs are much stronger than the oral folk songs of the Northern Dynasties.

There is also that singing tone and tone, which is different and unheard of, but it is very gripping with people's auditory nerves, and a talented composer like Xiao Yiyi was immediately attracted.

"Love has come to an end, hate has given up on promises, fate thinks it is humorous, and I can't help it with too many ideas."

"Top Gun is a little sad, it is rare for a confidant to stay with a few people, and then look back, but he is drunk in a dream with laughter."

"Laughing and talking about poor words, the ancient idiot and the present madness will eventually become empty, the knife is blunt and lacking, the dream of righteousness is broken, the road is deserted and no one understands the footprints, I have been looking through for many years, and I haven't seen through the red dust.

"Self-deprecation is exhausted, thousands of grievances and sorrows, people are scattered at the end of the song, the hair and temples are white and red, the candles are not noticed, and the sun is fighting for glory and emaciation, when the tears are dry and the blood is surging, the snow is flying into the air......"

Luo Zhaoyun sang his favorite song "Sigh of Ease" when he was in college, and sang it deeply, and his voice performed this song just right, with a sense of heroic downfall, seeing through the artistic conception of the world's grievances, faint and quiet, desolate and majestic, and proud of Hongchen.

Xiao Yiyi frowned at first, and soon her eyes showed an unprecedented look, this song surprised her, because she was completely free from the constraints of the lyrics, and was incompatible with the current world, but it was pleasant to the ear, and the lyrics and songs seemed to have become free and unrestrained, as if they could be free.

The artistic conception in that word is very elegant, and the listener has a faint sadness, full of a sense of vicissitudes.

When Luo Zhaoyun finished singing, Xiao Yiyi still couldn't extricate herself, she was still immersed in this tune, and played it again with her memory.

In the second pass, it was already very smooth and natural, and she actually played it casually, adding chord notes, and the sound was more beautiful than just now.

By the third time, the piece seemed to have departed from the feeling just now, and had become ancient, and even had a smart sound.

Luo Zhaoyun sat aside, silently paying attention to Xiao Cainu, secretly admiring in her heart, her piano skills are really superb, drawing inferences from one another, blue out of blue and better than blue, on the basis of that easy sigh, it seems to be adding her own inspiration and understanding little by little.

After three times, Xiao Yiyi jumped up with excitement on her face, grabbed Luo Zhaoyun's arm, and danced a little, giggling and laughing.

Xiuying, the maid who was guarding at the door, had already listened to it as if she was fascinated, and at this time, seeing the heroine so out of shape, she laughed and laughed, feeling her joy, it seemed that this song had met her requirements.

"Miss Xiao, is this song and lyrics still passable?" Luo Zhaoyun asked with a smile.

"It's very novel, although the words don't conform to the ancient saying, but it also has a sense of meaning, so it sounds, elegant and vulgar, but I have to go back and improve a lot, adjust the lyrics and tunes, and re-arrange the prelude, and start to work on the choreography and scenes in the later stage."

Xiao Yiyi couldn't wait to stand up, her long robe outlined her light and dark concave back, it was so charming, her eyes were rippling, like the water in the pool, flashing and flashing, black and white pupils, as clear as the lake water in autumn, and the dust was not clean.

Luo Zhaoyun saw that he could help her, and he was a little happy in his heart, and when Miss Xiao was in trouble, he would help her and make a good fate, and after she secretly built 'Ning's Restaurant' in this workshop in the future, she might be able to learn a lot from her, learn from it, and pull some people.

So this time he met Xiao Yiyi and made a righteous move, Luo Zhaoyun also had his own considerations, not only because of the other party's beauty and the name of a talented woman, but he was obsessed for a while.

"That's without further ado, Miss Xiao is in a hurry, you might as well go back and manipulate the modifications as soon as possible, and I'll just get off the boat."

Xiao Yiyi was indeed a little anxious, because after listening to this lyrics and music, she seemed to have obtained a treasure, and said: "Please write down the words of Luo Gongzi, and the concubine will go back and carefully find out, and after the modification, please invite Luo Gongzi to be a guest in the concubine Lanyin Xiaozhu, and then Yiyi will sing for Luo Gongzi and be the first listener, how about it?" ”

"Very good, then Luo will wait for Miss Xiao's good news." Luo Zhaoyun also stood up and said goodbye.

The painting boat swam slowly in the canal, and after receiving Miss Xiao's password, it leaned to the shore.

Luo Zhaoyun just took a few steps, paused, and said, "Regarding the lyrics and songs, if anyone asks, please Miss Xiao to hide it for the time being." ”

"Oh!" Xiao Yiyi was stunned for a moment, couldn't imagine that he didn't want to be famous with this?

You must know that in the Great Sui period, engraving printing has not yet been invented, whether there are newspapers and articles, many talented people want to spread their reputation quickly, Qinglou is one of the most direct diffusion, fame, this is why there are many talents in history in Qinglou one of the reasons.

Many Haiyu singers are also quite talented, not bad poems they will sing, not into their eyes, too lazy to pay attention, just like the media people of that era, in a certain way, many talented poems rely on them to spread.

If she sings and sings your verses, by the way, a few kind words, and praise, suddenly, the fame of this talented man can spread a lot, and in this society where the career depends on recommendation, the reputation is very important.

But Luo Zhaoyun didn't want to be too showy now, so he planned to let Xiao Yiyi hide what he did.

"I understand that since Luo Gongzi doesn't want to reveal it, then Yiyi will find an excuse and push it over." Xiao Yiyi Bingxue is smart, she can be transparent at a point, and she promises to come down.

"So much the best!" Luo Zhaoyun arched his hand, took the corner of his hakama and got off the board, the rain had stopped, and he walked away.

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