It was the first time Shi Yu had seen Lu Nian's smile like this.

With Nima... Like a murderer!

Is it so scary?

Shi Wei shrunk his neck, only feeling a little terrifying, as if the genius brother wanted to destroy something.

"That, genius brother, what are you laughing at? Strange and stumbling. Shi asked worriedly.

Lu Nian suddenly came back to his senses and restrained his impulsive heart: "It's nothing." ”

It's nothing?

Does that smile seem like nothing?

"Okay, if there's any problem, you can go to the hospital."

"Later, I'll come alone, you don't have to follow me." Lu Nian has already put on the guitar and has a famous song in his heart.

"Aren't you waiting for them to finish?"

"The tickets are gone after the performance, let them pull a little more people, so that I won't play it once." Lu Nian said with a wicked smile.

"You want to be alone, huh? You're alone..."

Shi Yu swallowed the three words "can it work" alive, and the genius brother seemed to have nothing that he couldn't do.

The front has finally begun.

Duan Yu's rough fingers pressed the sound hole and let out a breath.

"Tick... Tick Tick Tick... Di Di Di --! ”

The whistle of the recorder! It's like a little bird chirping!

The uncles were pleasantly surprised, this is the real book of Qingcheng! What a beautiful bird call!

At the same time, Feng was almost in sync to keep up with the rhythm.

The bowstring is pulled up, and it seems to outline a picture of the ancient city in the early morning.

"Hum... Buzz... Buzz Buzz --! ”

The melodious and crisp sound matches the rhythm of the recorder, but it produces a completely different sound.

In the early morning, the ancient city stands, and a few birds fly with the dawn, full of life.

The next moment, there was another change.

"Didi--! Tick Tick Tick... Didi--! ”

"Buzz buzz buzz--! Buzz... Buzzing--! ”

And so the voice rang out.

The bird flew to the roof of the ancient city, stood at the top and looked at the world, and in its bird eyes, it found the meaning of its survival, spread its wings and flew high, and the bird cried to clear the city.

"Playing Qingcheng" originally implies the vitality of the birds and the industriousness of the birds, and with the best cooperation of Duan Yu and Feng, this vitality is becoming more and more vigorous, even exceeding the meaning of the original song! Bring Fang Siji's thoughts at that time to life!

Uncles and aunts laughed when they heard this!

This piece reminds them of their childhood, and the innocence at that time was really moving.

There are more and more uncles and aunts gathered, all of them are attracted by this affinity, Duan Yu and Feng have surpassed their ancestors in the most cooperation, even if Fang Siqi has passed away, but his thoughts at that time are still presented to everyone again.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the blue is better than the blue!

Shi Yu got serious.

Terrible!

What an ability!

A seamless fit!

Lu Nian's face was expressionless, Duan Yu was good, and Feng was the most cooperative! The two of them played each other's strings, and they were like brothers!

This is the first time Lu Nian has seen the ability of music students since he came to Yanjing.

"Good! Not bad! The acting is very beautiful! ”

"Lao Zhang, what are you yelling about? Alzheimer's knows how to play well. ”

"Yanjing's students are really unusual, the old man Fang Siqi is afraid that he will go, and he understands that this descendant has surpassed him!"

"The future is terrifying, this is more tense than before!"

"It seems that the Yanjing students are also excellent, so what are the Yanjing students in the south singing? What's that called? It's really more human! ”

"I can hear my old bones clicking!"

When the aunt and uncle were infected, they all applauded, and that was really good.

Duan Yu and Feng kept this state the most, rushing to the peak, playing and playing to their heart's content.

Some uncles even sat directly on the ground, hummed along, and slowly enjoyed, enjoying the last beauty of their age, because it won't be long before they will be buried in the ground, and there will be nothing.

This picture really makes people feel a little sour.

Soon, the song was coming to an end.

Lu Nian wanted to break their hands, but he put them down.

Shi Yu looked at Lu Nian, and he was very strange, didn't he want to interrupt them to grab tickets? What's wrong with this? Could it be because Duan Yu and Feng are the most powerful, and the genius brothers are also fascinated?

"Brother Genius, they're going to end." Shi Yu reminded in a low voice.

"I'm not so confused yet, let the aunts and uncles listen to it first, interrupting will only destroy." Lu Nian sighed.

People live, and in the end, there is only so much left.

If you interrupt again, there is no humanity, and besides, it is inevitable that this situation will not be unbearable.

"Playing Qingcheng" is over.

Some of the aunts and uncles had cloudy eyes.

This is the only memory they have now, the times are changing so fast, they are out of place, they will be disliked by young people wherever they go, only with old friends, but these old friends... Some of them are gone...

The children are also busy, and sometimes they hate nagging.

This song is when I was a child.

After the song was finished, Feng opened his eyes the most, and when he saw this scene, he felt a little uncomfortable, and he just wanted to continue the next song, but what... I have to let the aunts and uncles take a break.

How does this make people cry?

"Don't stop." Duan Yu took a deep breath: "There are too many people, there will be no rhythm when you stop, and you will canvass for votes after three songs." ”

"Wait a minute." Feng is the most unbearable, the next song is more cheerful, so doesn't it make the uncle and aunt a little aggrieved?

Duan Yu glanced at Lu Nian, and felt nameless anger in his heart, he wanted to destroy, he wanted to destroy everything! Just use these miserable hands to make everything fall apart!

What is the world based on its appearance? I put in more effort than those people don't know, why can't I compare to a face?

Why should they take precedence? Why!

What exactly is Yankyo No. 1? A false name, right? Putting everything into it, the academy wants to drain itself, ridiculous!

He knows that he is not talented, but can be judged as untalented! So since I was a child, I practiced to the death, studying day and night.

My throat was broken again and again, my fingers were ulcerated again and again, and I thought that I could get what I wanted by working hard.

But! A little white face suddenly came, and then snatched what belonged to him, the professor acquiesced, and the academy acquiesced.

It's a wrong world, so destroy it.

"Go on." Duan Yu opened his mouth indifferently.

"No, I'll keep you waiting." Feng frowned the most.

"Then you can go, and I can do it alone." Duan Yu insisted on going his own way.

Feng looked at Duan Yu the most, sighed, and had no choice but to prepare.

"Uncles and aunts, I'll play the first "Hundred Birds and Phoenix" for you."

Lu Nian said with a smile.

Dusk is quiet, but it will rise tomorrow.

(End of chapter)