Today there are only two watches, but there are almost 6,000 words.

Xiao Xinxin is an early bird, and asks for a recommendation from all the brothers and sisters, younger brothers and sisters, and old and young masters.

Thank you......

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Ji Qin, played the theme.

Two long and two short, plus a closing sentence, are long and long, secluded and far away.

It's as if a beautiful girl is telling the story of the past...... After repeating the theme with the bass, countless people seem to have returned to the world from heaven.

"What's this tune?"

The blue-shirted scribe asked suddenly.

Yu Yin's way of playing, as well as the syllables he played, and the form of this music, were unheard of by everyone. In the square, Yu Yin wore her hair and a smile like a memory on her face.

That kind of smile has made countless women feel obsessed.

Yan Nu looked at him blankly, and said to himself: "But I didn't notice that when Xiao Yi smiled, he was so good-looking." ”

Before the words fell, the tune changed suddenly.

The strings of the Ji Qin in Yu Yin's hand seem to have been specially adjusted.

The first string is slightly thicker, and the second string is slightly thinner.

Yu Yin used the technique of jumping the bow and played it with one string, which actually simulated an effect similar to that of a cello. In this strange sound of the piano, Liang Shanbo dressed as a scholar and stepped onto the stage in good spirits.

Subsequently, Yu Yin used the fingering of the jumping bow and glissanda to play two different sound qualities on the first and second strings, and there was a tendency for violin ensembles to gradually expand the theme.

"Good fingering!"

Although the blue-shirted scribe was far away, he heard the clue from the rhythm and was amazed.

Feng Yinu is also a Chinese expert, with a pair of bright eyes, which are shining with brilliance.

Yu Yin, outside the gods.

His body seemed to be completely out of control, and the exhilarating feeling of immersing everything in the music made him unable to extricate himself. With the joy of the music, he walked away with his hair draped, and his long black hair flew in the air with the shaking of his body. Sweat, scattered, under the light of the fire, refracted the blurred brilliance. Yu Yin closed his eyes and had a strange smile on his face, as if he was drunk.

Li Qingzhao's breathing became short.

It seems to have returned to the time when he was with Zhao Mingcheng......

In the corners of his eyes, there were tears flashing. But there was a sweet smile on his face.

The man who wanted to drive away Yu Yin on stage before stood there awkwardly. He could also hear good and bad, and when he saw the gathering of thousands of people under the square, moving with the sound of Yu Yin's Ji Qin, he couldn't help but blush.

He thought about it, laughed at himself, and jumped off the stage.

It's just that at this time, no one pays attention to him anymore, but focuses all their attention on Yu Yin's body.

Every movement, every jump, every note......

It's all intoxicating and hard to extricate yourself.

The sound of the song, revealing lightness, is like a beautiful March, the two travel together, enjoying the twilight of spring, the peerless elegance.

Although it is good to get together, there is always a difference.

When the happy emotions spread to everyone's body, a song of detachment and eighteen send-offs, so that everyone suddenly had the painful feeling of falling from heaven to earth. In the world, the most bitter thing is the time of parting...... Li Qingzhao's body trembled slightly. She has a hunch that such a poignant love, in the end, is afraid that it will end in tragedy. Could this be an omen, the love between himself and Zhao Mingcheng? A woman's heart, sensitive and fragile...... When she fully integrated her feelings, she almost let herself and completely substitute for it, and it seemed even more difficult to extricate herself.

Yan Nu, biting her lip.

In the distance, the blue-shirted scribe and Feng Yinu also bit their lips......

Countless infatuated men and women, at this moment, gave birth to a sense of foreboding. That feeling, it really hurts!

Yu Yin stopped.

The sound of the piano flowed out slowly, like lovers who were about to separate, unable to walk, but had to leave.

A two-string duo that is inseparable.

This is also the first time that the whole piece has come out of the crying tune, heralding the arrival of a tragedy.

Ji Qin constantly changes its tone, suddenly the waves are turbulent, and suddenly it is violent and low. The conflict between the two emotions gradually rose, and the sound of the piano surged in, drowning out the theme.

Yu Yin gasped softly......

After more than ten minutes of playing, he felt that his physical strength was passing quickly.

Sweat soaked through his clothes, but it couldn't stop him from continuing to play. He has substituted himself into this story. The emotions contained in this body seem to fit perfectly with his soul, and he wants to explode, but he can't be happy.

Yu Yin's joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness were all displayed in his mind.

The pride of his youth, the death of his father, the adoption of Zhou Jiaotou, and the vow he made secretly when he saw Yan Nu for the first time......

In this life, I will definitely marry Yan Nu as my wife!

Even if it is to use my life, I want to make Yan Nu happy.

However, King Xiang had intentions, but the goddess had no intentions......

No matter how hard he tried, he could never get Yan Nu's favor. Because in Yan Nu's heart, there is always the shadow of a senior brother. This made Yu Yin painful, angry, and had no one to talk to.

Before he died, Yu Yin was still thinking about Yan Nu.

The last memory he left was: Yan Nu doesn't know if he will feel sorry for me?

That kind of sad and desperate mood is exactly the same as Liang Zhu. Yu Yin shook his hair, tears glistened in his eyes, and the smile on his face disappeared. That feeling of helplessness, sadness and despair enveloped his body.

The sound of the piano is pathetic, and it only makes those who hear it cry......

Brother B!

Yan Nu was already in tears.

How could she not hear the grief and unwillingness brewing in the sound of the piano.

Is this what Brother Xiao Yi really thinks? On weekdays, I always see that he is obedient to himself, but the pain in his heart has been silently borne alone. However, I never paid attention to it.

The sound of the piano, gradually becoming sad, suppressed everyone's emotions.

The blue-shirted scribe's face was pale, his hands clenched tightly to the railing in front of him, and his body trembled.

Yu Yin used his soul to bring out this sad emotion to the extreme.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Yinu's tears had already spent, and his voice trembled.

Mo Yan was also intoxicated with the love in the red dust, but when he heard Feng Yinu's name for the blue-shirted scribe, he suddenly felt a chill. In an instant, he seemed to know the true identity of this blue-shirted scribe.

Ji Qin cried out in a poignant tone: Brother Liang!

Broken plays, staccato melodies, grief-stricken melodies, cries, kneeling, accompanied by fragments of memories.

Yu Yin pounced and knelt on the stage.

However, the sound of the piano did not appear to be flawed at all because of this.

Butterflies!

When the teary eyes opened, the crying stopped, and the mind was more determined. With a low groan of grief and indignation, he threw himself into his father-in-law's exploding tomb......

Storms, thunder and lightning.

The sound of the piano reached the extreme, Yu Yin pulled Ji Qin, knelt for a few steps, and suddenly stood up, looking up to the sky and roaring!

The accumulated sadness seems to have been vented in an instant.

Li Qingzhao couldn't help crying bitterly, and the whole person knelt on the ground, his shoulders thin, trembling non-stop.

And the blue-shirted scribe under the corridor tensed his body even more!

That feeling made her uncontrollable, and a hot current gushed out of her body, silently wetting her clothes along her legs. Although he desperately tightened his legs, he held on to the railing with both hands. But that kind of cathartic pleasure is really irrepressible. The sad and angry sound of the piano, accompanied by that mournful howl, hit her soul, making her want to refuse, but it was difficult to resist......

The body, slowly slipping down, half-leaning on the railing.

The beautiful pink face, the pear blossoms bring rain, but there is a hint of flushing.

Feng Yinu's situation is not much better than her. The body is shaky, and it is about to fall to the ground......

This is also where Liang Zhu's ** lies.

When Yu Yin used his soul to play the perception of his past life and present life, he made everyone grieve together under the square.

The sound of the piano suddenly became light and elegant.

The main body of love is reproduced......

has just experienced a big ups and downs of emotional turmoil, but what is shown in front of people's eyes is Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, who turned into a pair of butterflies from the grave, flying freely among the flowers......

Love, after all, is beautiful!

Li Qingzhao slowly stood up with Zhao Jiu's support, his eyes were full of tears, but he showed a sweet smile.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, Yu Yin suddenly led his neck to sing.

The rainbow blooms thousands of miles, and the butterflies are in pairs.

Thousands of generations are not separated, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai ......

It's not a good poem, and it doesn't even rhyme. But with the sound of the piano, as well as Yu Yin's hoarse, magnetic masculine voice, it actually plucked the heartstrings of countless people.

Thousands of generations are not separated, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai!

"Good!"

Li Qingzhao shouted, applauded.

The word 'good' contains countless meanings: good tunes, good fingering, good performances, good poems, good stories......

Under the square, there was silence.

But with this Li Qingzhao's applause, the applause was thunderous!

Yu Yin finally came to his senses and sat on the stage in a daze, but a bright smile appeared on his face!

That smile is full of sunshine.

That smile, in an instant, infected everyone.

This may be the most successful performance of his life.

But when the performance ended, it was like prostration......

Yu Yin didn't even have the strength to stand up, so he sat down on the stage like that.

Zhou Yannu couldn't care about being reserved anymore, rushed forward, and jumped onto the high platform. At the same time, the master of Na Jiqin also walked into the square and helped Yu Yin up with Yan Nu.

"Old man, thank you for your good piano."

Yu Yin said that he was going to return Ji Qin.

The old man smiled, "This piano is in my hand, and I have never been as happy as I was just now, as if I was alive." In my hands, after all, it is a pearl secretly invested, it is better to give it to you, maybe it is the best destination. ”

"Old man, how can this be?"

"What's not to do? When my father first made this violin, he said that if anyone could make it really happy, he would give it to him. It's in my hands, and for forty years, I don't feel it.

But just now, it really said that it was very lively.

It is a blessing for officials to have a relationship with it. If the official feels indebted, when he rings it again in the future, remember to call the old man. My name is Zhu Hong, but the neighbors call me 'pig head', I live next to the Wo Temple, and the officials only need to ask people about the 'pig head' to find the old man. ”

There is a hint of sincerity in the words!

Yu Yin smiled, "It's better to be respectful than to obey." ”

After he said that, he turned his head to look at Yan Nu, and suddenly smiled, "Sister Jiu'er, I have made you lose face today, and forgive your sins." ”

Yu Yin is saying that he lost his temper in front of Yue Fei.

Yannu pear blossom brought rain, but with a smile on her face, she hugged Yu Yin and said, "Brother Xiaoyi, let's go home." ”

"Well, go home!"

Yu Yin and Yan Nu slowly walked down the square.

The onlookers immediately gave way to a path.

The two supported each other and slowly left. But Li Qingzhao, who was about to step forward, stopped.

Looking at the scene of interdependence, Li Qingzhao smiled!

She didn't know what happened between Yu Yin and Yan Nu, but at this moment, looking at the back, she was inexplicably moved. This little couple clings to each other, how can it not be her future and Zhao Mingcheng's appearance.

Take out the handkerchief and wipe the tears from your face.

"Brother Jiu, help me inquire about his origin."

Zhao Jiu nodded and didn't say anything.

He was afraid that he would cry when he spoke.

This man is really not a good thing, and when he comes down to the song, it makes his nose sour and his eyes red.

At the same time, the blue-shirted scribe under the corridor slowly straightened up.

She suddenly said: "Sister, even a halal layman, has not been so attained. ”

"Exactly!"

Feng Yinu's face immediately showed a trace of bitterness, "It's just the trouble caused by this person, how should the slave end?" ”

Yu Yin has pushed the emotions on the scene to **.

Next, Feng Yinu wants to perform on stage, if he can't surpass Yu Yin, it will be really difficult to end.

The blue-shirted scribe thought for a moment and smiled.

She pondered for a moment and said softly: "Since this is the case, the little sister will be cheeky and join hands with her sister to perform, I hope that I will not be suppressed by that person." ”

"If so, it will be good."

Feng Yinu was overjoyed and nodded again and again.

It was just a small breeze blowing, and the blue-shirted scribe suddenly felt it, and it was cold and swishing between his legs, wet and greasy......

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