Lu Cheng walked around the county town casually, bought some commonly used things, and when he returned home, it was already unitary time, and his mother had already prepared a meal. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Xueyuan stayed for dinner, and after eating, it was still early, so her mother went to prepare the incense case, and prepared to worship the "Seventh Sister" later.

On the night of Qixi Festival, there was nothing to do with Lu Cheng, a big man, so he and his little cousin sat in the courtyard to enjoy the coolness, chatting a few words with or without a match.

"Brother, when will you teach me to play the piano?" Wang Xueyuan asked suddenly.

"Hmm...... It's too late today, let's learn again tomorrow. Lu Cheng replied.

"That'...... Would you like to play me another tune? ”

"What do you want to hear?"

Wang Xueyuan frowned and thought for a while, shook her head and said, "People don't understand, you can just play your head." ”

Just as he was about to try the good piano known as the "treasure of the town" again, Lu Cheng went into the house and took out a long case, then put the piano on the piano and sat at the back of the bookcase.

I don't know why, tonight's moon is brighter than ever, and the bright moonlight is sprinkled on Wang Xueyuan's little face, and Lu Cheng is sitting opposite her, and he looks a little dazed for a while, and he still doesn't know it.

Under his gaze, Wang Xueyuan also seemed to notice the strange atmosphere, and hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look at him again, and said with a dizzy face: "Brother, why don't you start yet?" You can't figure out what song you're going to play, are you? ”

"Uh......"

Lu Cheng came back to his senses and said in his heart: "No wonder there were popular songs like "Trouble Caused by the Moon" in the early years, it seems that people are singing the lyrics correctly!" ”

After cleaning up his mood, Lu Cheng had a whim, and thought of a popular song that he once liked very much, and on a whim, he played a prelude.

In fact, at this time, the pentatonic scale of "Gongshang Jiao Huiyu" was not too different from that of later generations, and it was generally common. After Lu Cheng compared it with people in the county, he made a special comparison and found that it was easier to convert.

As soon as Wang Xueyuan heard this prelude, she found that it was a little different from the afternoon, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother, is this a new song you composed?" ”

"Hmm...... I learned it from someone else. ”

Lu Cheng stopped, shook his head and replied, and then asked, "How is this song, do you think it's good?" ”

Now that he doesn't test his piano skills with others, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he is embarrassed to say that this is a piece he made.

"It's good, it's just a little weird!" Wang Xueyuan said.

"Just sound good."

Lu Cheng smiled, restarted the prelude, and unconsciously hummed a few lyrics along with the piano sound: "Lanting Linti, the book is like flowing water; The door under the moon is pushed, and the heart is as fine as your footsteps. Busy, ...... millennium"

"Brother, what are you singing, why don't you speak louder?" Wang Xueyuan interrupted again.

“……”

Lu Cheng rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "I'm afraid that if I don't sing well, I'll scare you away!" ”

There is a basis for this, often amateurs feel different when they hear it when they sing. Lu Cheng didn't have much confidence in his voice, so at most he just hummed a few sentences quietly, and never dared to sing it out loud in front of others.

"Is that an exaggeration?"

Wang Xueyuan blinked her eyes wide, and she didn't believe his words at all: "Brother, you're too stingy, just sing it to yourself, can you sing it for me?" ”

"Okay, but let's talk about it first, you can't laugh at me if you don't sing well, and you can't interrupt anymore!"

"Hee-hee...... Okay, okay, people know! ”

In the small courtyard, the melodious piano sound sounded again, and then Lu Cheng's voice came out: "Lanting Linti, the book is like flowing water......

"Busy, the thousand-year-old monument is easy to expand, but it is difficult to expand your beauty; Authentic, who can I really give it to...... has nothing to do with Fengyue, I will wait for you to reply; The hanging pen is a must, and the waves on the shore are thousands of stacks. What is the meaning of love words, how to put pen is not right; And I am the only one who lacks ...... understanding of your life"

Wang stood on the side from a distance, looked at the brother and sister for a long time, and finally shook his head and smiled: "This kid is a little thin-skinned, and he refused to agree to die a few days ago, but now it's good...... Alas, she is still young now, so let them be. ”

"With a snap of the years, the allure of the city disappeared in an instant; Bluestone Street, look back and smile at your grace. Hate it, you shook your head and sighed softly Who made you frown, and the deep boudoir, leaving the smell of rouge in vain......"

"It has nothing to do with Fengyue, I will wait for you to reply; The handwriting is worthy and not afraid of right and wrong in the world. The rain hits the banana leaves, and it has been a few nights, I will wait for the spring thunder to remind you who you love——"

At the end of the song, Lu Cheng became a little nervous, raised his head and asked, "How is it, is it okay?" ”

Wang Xueyuan was indeed a little fascinated by what she heard, and it took a while to come back to her senses.

She blinked her eyes and smiled, "It's very good, brother, what's the name of this song?" ”

"Lan Tingxu." Lu Cheng replied.

"Lan - Pavilion - Order."

Wang Xueyuan repeated it in her mouth and said, "Then you have to teach me this song then, and now write me the words first." ”

Lu Cheng naturally would not refuse such a request, so he went back to the study immediately and quickly wrote the whole poem.

"It's not too early, hurry back, your mother is still waiting for you at home."

Lu Cheng gave her the lyrics he had written, and said with a smile: "You can take this piano back, it will be my gift to you." ”

"Huh?"

Wang Xueyuan's eyes widened when she heard this, and she hurriedly refused: "This gift is too valuable, I don't dare to ask for it, I'll just take your original piano back to practice." ”

She knew the price of the piano, it was eighty taels, which was really not a small amount.

"How's that going to work?"

Lu Cheng's eyes widened, and he feigned anger: "It was given to me by my father, how can I transfer it to you, just take this back!" ”

"Oh......" Wang Xueyuan had no choice but to nod and whisper.

"By the way, I bought two pieces of cloth today, and you can bring one back." After Lu Cheng finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the house, took out a piece of cloth, and handed it to her.

Wang Xueyuan pursed her mouth and complained: "There are so many things, how can people take them back!" ”

"That's just as well."

Lu Cheng thought for a while and said, "You take the cloth back tonight, and when you go back, you have to worship the seventh sister with your mother, and there are beggars or something, and you don't have time to practice, so come over tomorrow and bring it back." ”

"Oh......" Wang Xueyuan hugged the cloth and turned to leave.

Looking at the little girl's petite back, Lu Cheng suddenly felt less at ease and let her walk alone at night, so he hurriedly chased after her and said, "Forget it, it's so late, I'll send you back." ”

"Honest ......"

Wang also thought of this just now, and was about to give an order, when he saw that his son had already chased after him.

Looking at the backs of the two from afar, she covered her mouth behind and secretly laughed.