The Listening Pavilion was full of people, mostly young men, but also some women, sitting in cubicles on the second floor, and it was inconvenient to show their heads.

"Yo, Ye Xiaowangye, what kind of wind blew you here." A middle-aged woman wearing flowers and holding a feather fan greeted her with a smile.

Ye Qiange wondered if he was in the wrong place.

"Yu Niang, when will Dieyi appear." Cai Xian asked excitedly.

"Cai Gongzi, don't worry, Dieyi will appear immediately." Yu Niang led Ye Qiange and Chen Yu to a compartment on the second floor.

"Lord Wang, you drink tea first, and I'll let Dieyi prepare."

After that, he twisted his thin waist and turned to leave, but he saw Li Luo on the side stretching out his hand and rubbing it on Yu Niang's buttocks, smiling profusely.

Yu Niang wanted to refuse and pushed away Li Luo's strange hand, and said coquettishly, "Death." He winked and went out.

Ye Qiange felt that his eyes were so spicy, and he was thundered by this scene, no matter how these two looked at it, they had a sense of mother-son love.

He glanced at Li Luo, he never expected that this guy would actually like Yu Niang, who was small and fresh on the outside and heavy on the inside.

Sure enough, people are not to be disfigured!

Cai Xian and Chen Yu sat aside, their faces unchanged, obviously knowing Li Luo's fetishes.

In order to express his contempt, Ye Qiange gave Li Luo a thumbs up.

Li Luo's pupils lit up, with a fascinated expression, and he said stupidly, "Don't look at Yu Niang's age, but when you get to bed, the wave is definitely delicious!" ”

You're bull, you're right.

"Dieyi is coming-"

At this time, the dancing girls on the stage left one after another, and many men in the audience began to get excited.

"I heard that Dieyi will meet friends with the piano today, and whoever has outstanding piano skills will have the opportunity to become the first guest of Dieyi."

"No wonder there are so many talented people here today."

"What's so strange about this, look over there, even the sect master is here."

"He's an old man in his fifties who came to join in the fun."

"That's it, I'm not ashamed!"

"Friends with the piano?" Chen Yu was overjoyed, he learned the piano since he was a child, and he has a famous teacher to guide him, and now he is quite accomplished, he has coveted Dieyi for a long time, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Cai Xian looked annoyed, hung his head and said, "I knew that today, I should have spent more effort to learn the piano." ”

Li Luo was completely insensitive, but his eyes looked directly at the jade girl in the audience, and he didn't care at all.

They may be true love.

"Dieyi is out—"

"Butterfly, Butterfly—"

The downstairs suddenly exploded, and the scene instantly boiled.

At this time, a graceful figure appeared on the empty stage, and she sat cross-legged behind the beaded curtain, making it impossible to see her true face.

"Dieyi is here, thank you for your love, today Dieyi has the courage to meet friends with the piano, if you have a heart, you can come up and play a song."

The voice is tactful and soft, with a bit of coquettishness, like water and song, like an empty valley orchid, soft and soft.

Ye Qiange glanced at the figure behind the bead curtain, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, in order to attract more eyeballs, pretending to be mysterious, this kind of hype, he had long been surprised.

He doesn't have great expectations for Dieyi's appearance, anyway, he is not as good-looking as Xu Yichan.

"Girl Butterfly, polite, in Xia Lefeng, I came to ask for advice."

"Get out, you're qualified, I'll come first."

"You poor scholar, your shoes are torn, what are you messing up with?"

As soon as the words fell, some young talents screamed one after another, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they all rushed to be the first to come to power.

It's not a big deal to watch the excitement, Ye Qiange swallowed melon seeds, his eyes were shining, and he said in his heart, don't beep blindly if you are capable.

Seeing that the situation was about to escalate from a battle of words to a group fight, I saw a person quietly on the stage.

"Old man, get out of here, I promise I won't hit you."

"Don't talk nonsense, this person is Master Zongming, a famous pianist in Da Xu."

"What's wrong with the master, seventy or eighty, not at home with his grandson, and still here to fight with us, be careful to drive the crane west tonight."

was taken by an old man, and all the talented people were indignant, everyone you and I said a word, unobstructed, unscrupulous.

"Hmph, a bunch of guys who don't know the height of the sky." Zong Ming's whole body trembled, his beard curled up, and said, "If you want to enter the eyes of the butterfly clothes, win the old man first." ”

"Besides, this time to meet friends with the piano, and there is no age limit, the old decay is fifty and six this year, and he feels that the piano skills are acceptable, and I heard that the piano skills of the girl in Dieyi have been superb, and the old decay has itchy skills for a while, so he came uninvited."

"Dieyi has seen the Sect Master." Dieyi got up and said, "The master has praised it, the little girl's qualifications are still shallow, and I hope the master will give me some advice." ”

"Master, please!"

The master bowed slightly, no longer repeated, slowly sat down, his hands gently stroked the strings, and suddenly, a crisp and beautiful sound slowly rose.

The sound of the piano is melodious, rippling layer by layer, like a pool of spring water, clear and cold, like a gust of breeze on the lake on a summer night, which makes people feel refreshed and fresh.

Suddenly, Lian Zong's body shook, only to see his gently caressing hands, quickly flying and changing, the sound of the piano from a babbling stream to like a mighty sea, stormy waves, huge waves rushing.

Sometimes tinkling, sometimes magnificent, sometimes whispering, sometimes high, there is no obscurity in the transformation of the piano sound.

Zong Ming is worthy of being a master of piano art, exquisite piano skills, skilled skills, no matter the control of rhythm and the grasp of feelings, they have reached an extremely terrifying level.

All the talents in the audience have changed color, Zhuyu is in front, Mu Chun is behind, with their piano skills, going up will only make people laugh.

"It's over!"

Chen Yu was annoyed, and wanted to show his elegance, and won the favor of Dieyi with his superb piano skills, and then became the guest of the scene.

Now that he has been stirred up by Zong Ming like this, it is completely hopeless.

Ye Qiange secretly said that it was a pity that he didn't see the excitement, but this Zongming's piano skills were really good.

At the end of the song, the audience erupted in warm applause and cheers.

Most of the visitors come here, and Zongming's piano skills are perfect, which makes people feel happy and convinced.

Even if they are talented, they have nothing to say.

"The autumn river is full of water to wash the lonely city, the weak water is three thousand to block the vicissitudes, looking at the rivers and lakes from afar, and the end of the world is a dream of thousands of clouds." Dieyi bowed down and said humbly, "Mr. Gaode, Dieyi has been taught." ”

"Since you will meet friends with the piano, Dieyi will be like Mr., playing a song of autumn river water, please learn from it."

After slowly sitting down, I saw her jade fingers flicking, and a heavenly sound flew into her ears from far and near.

At first, it is soft and low, like a girl telling her heart, tactful and soft, and then crisp and melodious, like a clear spring in the mountains, gurgling and flowing, gurgling eastward, and then gradually compacting, like heavy rain in midsummer, and like a river convergence, the waves are turbulent.

Listen attentively, the sound of the piano is like a dream, each rhyme is magical, fascinating, like a river presented in front of you, mighty, lonely sail far away, autumn water, with endless depression.

When it came, the tune slowly fell, the sound of the piano changed abruptly, and its voice whined, like resentment, such as crying, like a long song, telling the ruthlessness of autumn water and the death of parting.

The originally noisy and noisy crowd in the listening pavilion was extremely quiet at the moment, and after the song was finished, everyone was still immersed in the picture outlined by the sound of the piano, and they had not reminisced for a long time.