"How many old couples in Penglai often look back at the smoke."

"In the lonely village, there is a lot of cold smoke, and the flowing water surrounds the red wall."

"At this time, the soul is injured, lightly divide the belt, secretly dissolve the sachet, and win the Qinglou Bo Xingfame."

"When will we see you here? There is a lingering fragrance on the sleeves. ”

"In the sad place, the Great Wall is broken, and the lights are dim and ......" (Note 1)

The song fell, and no one said anything.

No one dared to speak out.

Chu Feng was slightly stunned, half a day.

He kept looking sideways at the woman who was three paces away from him.

The woman was wearing a light blue almost inconspicuous dress, and at this time she raised her wrists and sleeves, and her movements were smooth and elegant.

In a short moment, the pair of bright wrists were exposed to the dim light, as if transparent, slender and soft, just right.

Her side face was covered with a faint halo under the reflection of the moon, as if it was the silver of the moon, and like the light yellow of the candle flame, falling on her soft skin layer by layer, so light that people didn't dare to breathe.

She smiled softly, raised her eyebrows and sleeved her hands, a simple action, but it was enough to make Chu Feng forget to hold the pen.

No one speaks, because no one dares to speak.

Everyone looked at her like Chu Feng, looking at the woman in the center of the stage, in a trance, recalling the words and songs she had just sung.

Some of them couldn't react, what happened just now, what they witnessed.

The moonlight is like water, and the lake reflects the moon.

Layer Luan opened his eyes, which were almost shrunk by nervousness, and looked at everyone's expressions, not understanding what was going on in front of him.

Sister Qin must have sung it wrong, this song, I have heard it many times, and even she can memorize the sentences, not to mention the students who won the township test in the field.

Moreover, Sister Qin not only sang the wrong two words at the beginning, but even sang the "vast" and "red wall" in the back, all of which were wrong!

If the mistakes of the previous two words may still be overlooked, this whole mistake will definitely be noticed!

But, Sister Qin, why did she do this?

The mountains are incomprehensible, and they are extremely incomprehensible.

She opened her eyes almost in despair, but what she saw was the very strange expressions of everyone.

The middle-aged man closest to her seemed to be stunned, with his mouth half-open, and he looked a little silly. The man next to him...... It didn't seem to be much better than him, his eyes were round, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he had been terribly frightened......

Looking at the other people, those who are closer and those who are farther away, everyone is silent, but they seem to be surprised by something.

Are you surprised that Sister Qin sang the whole "Man Tingfang" wrong?

Yes! It must be like this!

What should I do?

What do we do in the future?

The mountain fell into a panic again, but quickly calmed down.

Because her eyes caught a glimpse of Chu Feng who was grinding ink on the side, and Chu Feng, looking at her, smiled gently. There was an appreciation in that smile that could not be hidden.

Admiration?

Why is it appreciated?

The mountains are incomprehensible.

I was puzzled.

And at today's banquet, she is not the only one who is puzzled.

The gentle crashing of the waves against the hull of the ship, and the creaking of the ship's side came to my ears.

The night breeze was like yesterday, with a hint of moisture in the slight coldness, gently blowing the dress of the piano gymnastics, and slightly disturbing her long hair.

Syllable. Syllable.

There was applause.

It was Chu Feng beside him who applauded.

Qin Cao raised his eyes sideways, faced Chu Feng's admiring gaze, smiled softly, and thanked him.

It's just that her mind is still slightly confused, and her eyes are turning slightly, but she can't see through the young man in front of her.

As if a switch had been touched, with the sound of applause, the whole feast was revived because of these applause.

Some let out a long breath, while others looked at each other.

Someone dumbly said the three words "this poem ......", but he didn't know what to continue to say, so he broke off there silently.

There are also people, like Chu Feng, clapping their palms and admiring.

"The mountains are both exquisite and clear (Note 2), and the Ande woman makes the words English? Hangzhou is a place where people are really outstanding. The old man was here for a few days, and he not only saw the dragon among the people, but also the phoenix among the people! It's worth the trip! ”

Master Li sighed and sighed.

Finally, with this sigh, things seemed to have set the tone, and all the emotions of everyone in the audience exploded at this time.

Everyone was talking about the words and phrases adapted by the piano exercises, the rhyme, the artistic conception, all the simple and complex things, all of which she interpreted in the most weighty way.

Because the two words were sung incorrectly, the piano operator simply made the mistake and completely changed the rhyme behind the whole song. Planing, pinching, and reshaping, but the final result is so natural and unpolished.

Even among the scholars who have passed the township examination here, no one can guarantee that they can adapt the rhyme of a poem so perfectly and so charmingly.

What's more, in such a short period of time.

Fang Caiqin was slightly flustered when she sang the wrong words, everyone was in sight, and some people were even ready to sigh, and some people were ready to open their mouths for her.

But Qin Cao didn't need their help, she just held back her mood, smiled slightly, turned her wrist lightly, opened her lips and teeth again, and what changed was the whole word.

This is too much of a weighty move, but everyone present understands the hardships and difficulties.

All emotions are ignited in this moment.

Surprised, puzzled, amazed, excited, unbelievable...... All emotions are concentrated and released in an instant.

She rubbed her eyes, looked at everyone's gaze and expressions, and gradually understood something.

She was so puzzled that she couldn't even understand what was going on. But she saw the beauty of the situation, and saw that what she was worried about just now would not happen at all!

Layer Luan looked at Sister Qin in front of her, watching the thin candlelight coating her back with a faint light, the hair that was slightly messy by the night wind fluttered gently, and her nose was inexplicably sore.

The number of pleasant words began to increase, and the voices began to rise louder.

Qin Cao sat there, listening quietly with a smile, but there was not too much arrogance on his face, but as elegant as ever, as if the spring breeze on all sides had nothing to do with me.

Chu Feng looked at her and smiled slightly.

It is worthy of the hollow valley orchid.

He thought so, dipping his ink and putting pen to paper.

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Note 1: Qin Guan's "Man Tingfang", the original text is the rhyme of the door character, which was changed to the rhyme of the yang character by the qin exercise, which is a true historical event.

The original text of Qin Guan is as follows: the mountains are wiped with slight clouds, the sky is even declining grass, and the sound of painting horns is broken. Suspend the levy and talk about drinking together. How many old things in Penglai, looking back at the smoke and haze. Outside the sunset, the jackdaws counted, and the flowing water surrounded the lonely village. At this time, the sachet was secretly dissolved, Luo was lightly divided, and the man won the Qinglou Bo to survive. When to see you here, there are cry marks on the sleeves. At the injured place, Gao Cheng was cut off, and the lights were already dusk.

Note 2: This poem was originally written by Yu Dafu during the Republic of China, when Yu Dafu, Lin Yutang and Pan Guangdan traveled to Linglong Mountain together to find the tomb of Qin Cao and couldn't, Yu Dafu wrote a poem. The original poem is as follows:

The mountain is both exquisite and clear, and the eastern slope has visited Yunying. How to write eight volumes of Lin Anzhi, and don't remember a love affair.

A thousand years of sighing.