Ying Xian finished the apprenticeship and took the score, but he didn't see the title of the song, so he listened to Chu Shabai tune the new song, and he didn't even notice when Situ Su left the table. Thanks to Yingxian's intelligence and concentration, although he didn't hear Chu Shabai dictate in the afternoon, and he didn't see his appearance, he carefully imitated every note and string, and he had roughly mastered the melody of the whole piece when he said goodbye. Walking out of Yixin Hall, the sunset soaked the entire courtyard, the fine grass was like smoke, and the evening breeze tore the clouds while also provoking Yingxian's thoughts, making her think about the magnolia that bloomed with a golden smile: Who is Chu Gongzi?

For three days, Yingxian immersed himself in the piano music, playing the music while reciting the score, playing from sunrise to sunset, and playing the piano music completely no less than 100 times. By the afternoon of the third day, Yingxian had already practiced and came to Yixin Hall with confidence. After the piano boy was instructed, he waved his hand to play the new song taught by Chu Shabai, which was smooth and free, and there was no mistake in one go. After playing, he waited for Chu Shabai's evaluation with high spirits, and thought, "You should say something this time." However, Chu Shabai still only plucked the strings without saying a word, and said loudly: "Miss Yingxian, Master Chu thinks that you are already familiar with the melody and rhythm of the piano music. It's a pity that the charm is not enough, the realm is not enough, and it takes more time to practice. Yingxian was looking forward to giving Chu Shabai a surprise, and it was best to force him to praise him, but he was splashed with cold water by Yinhe, so he had to smile without embarrassment and leave depressed.

Back in the room, Yingxian reopened the sheet music, divided the paragraphs to figure out the fingering, the right hand wipe, hook, tick, hit, the left hand chanting, the squirt, the note, etc., gradually realized that each fingering contains different strength, and each force appears in a different realm. This time, I didn't go out of the back room day and night, and practiced repeatedly, almost to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat. Situ Su didn't summon her in the past few days, but only instructed Qingyan to take care of it carefully, and asked Master Liu to make a special soup with high-quality bamboo sunflowers, sand cucumbers, mushrooms, snow beans, yellow flowers and other ingredients, and named it "Gaoqing Yuanyi Soup". For several days, the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger tips of Yingxian's left hand also grinded out small blood blisters due to the continuous kneading of the strings. How could Yingxian be full of piano music, but he didn't have time to take care of this pain, so he comforted Qingyan and still buried himself in practicing. It wasn't until later, not only was he very familiar with the rhyme, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he could see a picture of vanilla flourishing and the shadow of the angry sea, so he stopped the piano and breathed a long sigh of relief.

On the afternoon of the seventh day, Yingxian walked into Yixin Hall, but saw Situ Su also sitting in the hall waiting, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. The second princess blinked, as if she was cheering herself up. Yingxian greeted everyone, calmed down, flicked his sleeves, sat down and began to play the piano. The sound of the piano is clear and round like dew, and it seems to flow evenly and moist pearl, wonderful but wonderful in the smooth dispersion, to the fierce place, the sound of the piano is like a bell in the wind, cut a wisp can blow snow and dust. After the song is finished, the afterglow is still lingering on the plaque and screen in the middle hall, and it will last for a long time. Everyone is lost in the world of the piano and forgets everything around them.

After Yinhe finished communicating with Chu Shabai, he said, "Miss Yingxian, Master Chu thinks that you have done your best. But I want to ask, what did you see when you played the piano? ”

Ying Xian was stunned for a moment, and said worriedly: "It seems that I saw the spring jungle, and then I saw the turbulent water waves, and finally ...... In the end, everything was gone. ”

"So what do you think the composer wants to depict? What is expressed? ”

"Hmm...... Probably the loneliness after the loss of youth. ”

Yinhe was silent for a while, and then said: "Yingxian girl, you have obtained the artistic conception of the song, but you have not yet obtained the ambition of the song." But it's also commendable. You'll have to figure out the rest. Does the girl want to learn the next one? ”

Situ Su looked at Yingxian, his eyes flowing with approval. However, unexpectedly, Yingxian shook his head and said, "Since that's the case, then let me go back and experience it." ”

Yingxian and Situ Su left Yixin Hall together, and Situ Su saw that Yingxian was silent, so he said, "Don't be upset." This piece of yours has actually been praised by Chu Shabai, but you are not satisfied with yourself, and you still want to strive for perfection. ”

"I'm not happy because I didn't play the music well enough."

"What's the reason for that?"

"For so long, the master didn't let me see him or speak...... He doesn't seem to be happy to accept me as an apprentice. ”

Situ Su sighed and said, "You can be completely relieved about this." He's ...... He wanted to speak. ”

"Then why not?"

"Chu Shabai is mute, and his appearance has been ruined by thieves." Situ Su said lightly.

*****

Chu Shabai was a disfigured mute. Yingxian returned to the house and stroked the yaoqin with his hand, as if he had a better understanding of the qin song. I have heard stories about the joy of beauty from people with disabilities, but when you really face it yourself, you will have a heartfelt respect and curiosity about the composer's life experience. asked Situ Su, she only said that she wanted to find a musician to relieve her mood half a year ago, and Chu Shabai led Yinhe, Shaoyu and others to apply, saying that the family taught the piano, because the family was destroyed because of theft, and escaped with her life, and had to travel to survive. But for some reason, Yingxian always felt that Chu Shabai's life experience had another secret. On the eighth and ninth days, Yingxian did not practice the piano strongly, but let himself sink down and slowly appreciate the meaning of the song. On the evening of the ninth day, the heavens changed abruptly, the wind whined, and the rain was pouring down, but it was blown violently by the wind. The chill outside the window hit the house, but Yingxian's heart was surging, and there seemed to be some depression in her chest that needed to be vented urgently. picked up Yaoqin at the moment, rushed out of the door without an umbrella, and went straight to the back mountain garden.

When he arrived at Yinbipo, Yingxian sat on the grass, bathed in the wind and rain, and waved his hand to play the song made by Chu Shabai. The trees behind him were blown by the wind, swaying like drunken wine, and the white rain poured down from the sky, weaving a lingering curtain of water in front of him, majestic but misty. Yingxian's long hair has long been scattered and fluttering, and the locks are like black snakes dancing wildly, and they are like Xuanyun burning souls from a distance. The whole body was drenched, but instead of feeling cold, there was a passion in my heart, and the sound of the piano was suddenly high-pitched like a song, and suddenly low back like a sigh; In the wind and rain, the piano wave opened an arc, plated with golden light and diffused all around, touching everywhere in the law. Yingxian became more and more excited, where is playing the piano, it is simply in harmony with Qiankun. And in this beautiful and poignant, earth-shattering piano song, lines of poetry also jumped to the heart: "Hu Jiangli and Pi Zhixi, Su Qiulan thought it was admired...... Qi Liuyi and Jiechexi, Miscellaneous and Fang Zhi...... Fang and Ze are mixed, but the quality is still not lost...... Yu Yu is in danger of dying, and he still has no regrets at the beginning...... If you want to gather far away and are at a loss, talk about floating and swimming......"

The strings slammed into the piano. A clear, long, deep and vulgar figure floated in front of him, and he shouted in his heart: Qu Yuan! Qu yuan! It turns out that this qin song is written by Qu Yuan! Chu Shabai is Qu Yuan's own situation! But...... Why did he think of himself as Qu Yuan?

Ying Xian understood the meaning of the song, his heart was extremely happy and excited, and he was extremely curious and uneasy, as if he had been immobilized, looking straight ahead and motionless, letting his heart be turbulent. The wind and rain are like a song in my ears.

Suddenly, a white shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and he was startled, thinking that he was dazzled, he rubbed his eyes and hurried to track down. That's right! It's her! But on this windy and rainy night, what did she do when she ran to Yunyin Garden alone?

In the miserable rain flowers, there is a white-clothed Qiong umbrella, and the fairy Lingbo - isn't it Princess Situ Su!

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