Chapter 43: Writing Verses and Playing the Pipa

When the woman appeared, she made Jo look at her intently.

He never hides anything, like is like, so what's the point?

I saw the woman's thin veil as thin as a cicada's wings, the red belly pocket inside, and the faintly visible white and tender skin.

Goodbye to this woman sixteen or seventeen years old, that hibiscus face, cheeks flushed, starry eyes like waves, pity in the eyes, and shyness, dressed in green yarn, smiling like a flower.

It's really clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving.

She also saw Qiao Eighteen's resolute eyes staring at her up and down, and she didn't feel anything, as if she was used to this kind of gaze. It's not that I'm not reserved, but I've seen too many of the same looks.

The old bustard opened his mouth and said, "Shiyin, accompany the two sons well!" ”

"Yes, Mom!"

Miss Shiyin is good-looking, and her voice is very pleasant, no wonder Zhou Yu frequented it.

The bustard explained and went down.

When Shiyin walked straight towards the two, there was a burst of fragrance on her body.

This fragrance was something Qiao XVIII had never smelled before.

More addictive than any perfume on the market at his time.

Shi Yin's body proportions are completely in line with Qiao Eighteen's aesthetic point of view.

If it's just a good figure, it's not enough, the key is that on that delicate face, there is a temperament that is not inferior to Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao. Or rather, another special existence, although it has entered the red dust, it seems to be spotless.

But there was a bit of indifference on the smiling face. It was a different indifference from Caiyun, like a disguise for the existence of a scene, as cold as ice and snow.

This icy Shiyin owes herself.

"Zhou Gongzi! Long time no see! ”

There is dignity in the words.

"I don't know who this is?"

At the same time, he asked politely.

Shi Yin's life must be a little stronger than the woman below, just like when she saw Qiao Eighteen wearing family clothes, she didn't mean to look down on her.

In her eyes, this person seems to be different, but she can't tell where it is different.

"Miss Shiyin, this person is Mr. Qiao, and he is someone Zhou's teacher."

When Zhou Yu saw Shiyin, he also treated each other politely, and he didn't dare to slack off.

"Teacher ......"

It can be seen from the eyes of this ice and snow beauty that she is puzzled, because Qiao Shibai is too young, a few years younger than Zhou Yu, and can make Zhou Yu a teacher. Whoever it is, there will be some shock.

But she quickly recovered and said, "Shiyin has seen Mr. Qiao!" ”

Shiyin owes a debt, and this etiquette is still very good.

"The six rhymes of poetry are still pleasant,

Yin Yin Wanhua waits for the night.

Miss Shiyin is as her name suggests, and it really makes Qiao someone like a spring breeze! ”

"Mr. Joe is really good at talking! The poetry is good, and if you can be Zhou Gongzi's teacher, you must be a strong party. ”

Shiyin smiled slightly, elegant and polite.

"Where, where, it's just nonsense to make verses and play the pipa."

Shiyin smiled, and didn't dwell too much on this topic.

He said, "I have already ordered some wine and food to be prepared below, why don't we have a few drinks?" ”

Zhou Yu said: "That's exactly what I mean. ”

He also said: "Teacher, Miss Shiyin's singing and dancing is a must, and you will definitely feast your eyes today." ”

"Hahaha, then I have to appreciate it."

Qiao Eighteen's gaze wandered, and he looked up and down again.

After that, under the command of Zhou Yu, a group of three people sat down.

After a while, there was a drink and food brought by the people.

The food in this Baihua Building is much better than the food in Qiao's Mansion in comparison.

What do you say that this place can be regarded as a place of wind and snow, and the food is naturally not bad. There are many.

All the things that Qiao Eighteen had never eaten were put on the table, and in his time, these mountain delicacies and game were eaten and extinct long ago.

It is rare to travel here and experience a handful of original food, which is also a good choice.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors.

Zhou Yu reminded Qiao Eighteen intentionally or unintentionally.

"Teacher! Why don't you teach me some techniques? ”

After a short understanding, Shiyin has understood that Qiao Eighteen is a master who plays the pipa. But it was only through what Zhou Yu said, and he didn't really see it.

Qiao XVIII said: "This is simple. ”

In ancient times, the knowledge of music and rhythm had five tones, twelve rhythms, and nine palace tones, but he did not know any of these.

He only knows 1 (do), 2 (re), 3 (mi), 4 (fa), 5 (sol), 6 (la), 7 (ti)

But the way the sound is expressed is different, but the result orientation is the same.

Fortunately, Zhou Yu only learned his way of playing, if so, it would be simple, with his skillful hands, the pipa played was simply shocking to the hearts of the ancients.

When Zhou Yu said this, Shiyin was also interested.

"Sir, can you let Shiyin witness Mr.'s pipa skills together?"

Qiao Eighteen can't play the pipa, but if he uses the timbre of the pipa to play the guitar, he is very good at it, after all, after such a period of research. He already knows how to do it.

So when Zhou Yu and Shiyin mentioned it, he didn't refuse too much, anyway, the teacher was also decided, so he simply taught him one or two tricks first.

So he said.

"That's it! Then I'll be ugly and show my hands to Miss Shiyin. ”

He picked up the pipa and put it directly across his chest, which made Shiyin a little puzzled, but Zhou Yu explained to her:

"My teacher plays the pipa very well, but it is different from the ancients in this technique, and it is completely different from the pipa we usually play. He created it himself! But it can play pleasant music, and people can't help but swing up and down with the rhythm. That's what music says about the same thing. ”

Zhou Yu said this, and Shiyin didn't say anything anymore, smart women are like this, if they break the casserole and ask to the end, it may cause Zhou Yu to be unhappy.

At this time, Shiyin was cautious and didn't dare to say too much, she was also curious, and wanted to hear what the pipa played by Qiao 18 was.

Zhou Yu also said.

"It is precisely because of the teacher's good pipa playing that I worship him as a teacher, and it is this skill that I learn."

Shi Yin nodded as if she didn't understand, but her beautiful eyes still stayed on the pipa.

Qiao XVIII put his hand on the lute.

He took a deep breath and said.

"You need to be in mind before you play. The technique of this hand is a little different from that of playing the pipa normally......"

He picked up the guitar set and began to teach the two. It's a slight difference with the guitar, but it's just a difference in the number of strings, but the essence is how the guitar is played.

Zhou Yu listened to it with fascination, and sometimes suddenly realized.

Joe Eighteen played it from time to time, but it was only a small fragment.

But because of this clip, Zhou Yu also gained a lot.