Looking at Lu Aya, who was sitting cross-legged, Qin Qin had a little more disappointment in his eyes.

There is a saying that the guqin is not played five times, which is the first lesson that everyone must learn when learning the guqin.

First, the wind and rain do not play. Second, Yu Chenshi does not play. Three, don't play to the vulgar. Fourth, don't sit or play. Fifth, the clothes are not neat and do not play.

That's why she's dressed so formally today.

When she flew on stage, the joints of Lu Aya's robe were messy, and she didn't remind her.

And Lu Aya really didn't notice.

A qualified violinist will carefully check his posture before every performance, not for vanity, but for respect for the guqin.

Especially Feng Mingqin, every time Qin Qin performs before playing, she will bathe and burn incense for a few hours, Shen Gui has said her many times because of this matter, but Qin Qin still insists.

It's not the hypocrisy that my sister said, this is her belief.

"Buzz ......"

With Lu Aya's movements, a faint sound of the piano spread from the center to the surroundings.

Hearing this, Qin Qin twitched the corners of her mouth, and she resisted the urge to kick Lu Aya off the stage.

Just this sound, Qin Qin can already be sure that Lu Aya can't play the guqin at all.

Guqin playing, when plucking the strings, only use the nails, the sound is too dry, only use the meat, the sound is too stuffy, the most suitable is to use the fingertips half a nail and half flesh part to play, so that the sound can be played in peace, full of charm.

And what about Lu Aya? This sound is completely picked with a fingernail.

Qin Qin couldn't listen to it at all, she felt that her Feng Mingqin was desecrated, originally she saw Lu Aya's good rhythm of playing, and thought she was a genius of the piano path, after all, the master is the teacher, although this kind of genius who reaches the peak in a certain field in his teens is rare, but it is not nothing.

Obviously, Qin Qin chose the wrong person, Lu Aya should just be a child with a strong sense of rhythm, she may be a good seedling to learn music, but there are still hundreds of years before she can guide her Qin Qin.

If Lu Aya knew her thoughts, she would definitely be upset for herself.

She didn't say that she was a piano master, she just liked music, she usually listened to more songs, and she may have learned musical instruments in her previous life, but Lu Aya couldn't remember it.

I only know that I shouldn't be able to understand the staves, and if you are simple notation, you may still know a little.

As for why nails...... It may be related to the guzheng, after all, the guzheng is played with nails, and it is a fake nail, otherwise when the fingers are turned, their fingernails will be broken, and they will definitely die of pain.

Lu Aya didn't know that when she put her hand on the string, her fingers instinctively plucked.

Then, a sharp and suppressed rebound sensation was transmitted along the fingertips.

Feng Mingqin's feel is very good.

Watching the fiery red strings flutter rapidly in the air, Lu Aya groaned in a low voice.

This root should be the sound of [Gong], that is, the [1] of the previous life.

And what about the next one?

Lu Aya tried it, and then found that it was [Shang], which corresponded to [2].

Discovering the pattern, Lu Aya played the seven strings on the surface one by one.

“……”

Lu Aya was having fun on it, but people were already stupid when she heard it.

The nuns listened to the sound of the piano in the air, and their expressions were complicated, and they looked like they wanted to laugh but couldn't.

Liu Fufeng couldn't bear to look at Lu Aya, but at the same time, he was also dissatisfied in his heart, Qin Qin was a little too deceitful, she said it so clearly to her, the latter had to pull Lu Aya up.

Still in plain sight, this is not what bullying is.

"Cut." Shen Gui shook his head, lost interest, and turned back to the main hall.

It's just a farce.

On the stage, Qin Qin clenched his fists, and he didn't notice that his nails were pinched into his flesh.

This is simply an insult to Feng Mingqin, an insult to the previous masters of Feng Mingqin, and an insult to the original owner of Feng Mingqin, the Venerable One who gave the music to him.

Just as she was about to walk up and take Lu Aya off the white jade platform, Lu Aya moved.

She muttered, her eyes moving with her fingers.

"11-" Two crisp sounds, followed by a buzzing echo.

Lu Aya plucked the [Gong] string twice, and then switched to the [Zheng] string, and then went up a scale.

“55——”

“66——5——”

Where had Qin Qin heard such a piano sound, and the footsteps she had just taken paused again.

Then, Lu Aya's fingers plucked down each scale twice.

“4433221——”

Then Lu Aya seemed to find a rhythm and played it along with the memory in her mind.

This kind of music is like going down a staircase, with clear scales, and although it is simple, it is very distinctive.

"Well, the unexpected is okay."

The female cultivators, who were originally disappointed, no longer had any hope for Lu Aya's piano skills, but the latter's performance made their eyes shine.

There were only seven notes in each section, and they memorized the melody so easily that some of the nuns could even hum it after listening to it once.

"It's a bit of a nursery rhyme, it's not bad." A nun made a pertinent assessment.

Although this piece is naïve, it can't compare to Qin Qin's large section of continuous piano sound like a stream wind and cool rain, but it also has its own taste.

Simplicity and melody are the strengths of this piece.

Liu Fufeng looked at Lu Aya, who was seriously stroking the piano on the stage, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Gui's footsteps also stopped, ready to observe again.

And where has Qin Qin heard this kind of music, the qin music she has been learning is the kind of heavy rhythm and light melody, continuous rhythm.

[This is not a piano song at all]

Qin Qin said in his heart.

She didn't admit that this simple and simple rhythm could also be called guqin music, but although Qin Qin thought so, she didn't stop Lu Aya anymore.

[Great is just a nursery rhyme], Qin Qin shook his head.

If Lu Aya knew her thoughts, she was afraid that she would jump up and directly throw the famous songs of [Alpine Flowing Water], [Hu Ji Eighteen Beats], and [Yangchun Baixue] on her face.

But Lu Aya didn't, in fact, she hadn't heard much piano music at all...... I can't even remember the melody of mountains and rivers......

This is the characteristic of the qin music, heavy rhythm charm and light melody, guqin, playing is a kind of artistic conception, and a salted fish like Lu Aya can't listen to too profound music, the high realm in the guqin music, the elephant is invisible, and it is simply a chaotic song without rhythm and melody in Lu Aya's ears.

In fact, Qin Qin's performance is correct, even very profound, the music she composed by herself has a faint sound of hope, the meaning of the elephant is invisible, in Lu Aya's previous life, Qin Qin is definitely a great artist who can leave a name for eternity.

But Lu Aya doesn't have this level of appreciation...... Even these female cultivators can't hear it at all, and the only one who can faintly experience some artistic conception may be Shen Gui.

In a sense, Qin Qin was a little aggrieved.

She felt that she had regressed because the nuns' reaction was slowly fading, but the opposite was true.

The delicate and elegant in her music was out of the range of appreciation of these young female cultivators, so she felt anxious.

I have worked hard, but why am I regressing?

So Qin Qin fell into a bull's horn.

It can only be said that the audience is different, if it is the predecessors of Lingshan, they may be able to hear what Qin Qin wants to express.

The sound of the piano is easy to understand, and the heart of the piano is rare.

Therefore, detachment is sometimes not a good thing, of course, for Qin Qin, who is constantly pursuing the peak of music, detachment must be correct.

And Lu Aya is a vulgar person.

She can only listen to pop songs...... No, she doesn't even listen to pop songs, she only listens to some niche music.

Because the emotions that niche music wants to express are often easy to hear, it is not as charming and bold as the famous songs of the ages, but it has the beauty of a small jasper.

Stop playing.

Lu Aya pondered.

The children's song just now was just played by Lu Aya, in order to adapt to the timbre of Feng Mingqin, and now she has almost memorized the position of the seven strings, and she can start to play it for real.

Looking at the thousands of female cultivators in the audience, Lu Aya suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart.

For no reason, it's a little empty.

So be it.

Lu Aya thought of a tune.

"Lone Sail".

Slightly blessed, Lu Aya's hands touched the piano.