Chapter 8: Dream World
"Listen to tunes?"
"His uncle Shan Yu can also play the piano?"
"What does it mean to pass a song after listening to it?"
After listening to Uncle Shanyu's words, everyone at the scene continued to discuss.
Even Dongfang Yuxiao, who was already at the scene, looked at Uncle Tai Shanyu curiously.
This time, I heard that Uncle Tai Shan Yu said that he would recruit new personnel through a test, and Dongfang wanted to know that the three of them were very competitive, and they all went down one after another, wanting to experience Uncle Tai Shan Yu's test for themselves.
As official members of the Yakuza Gym, they all have absolute self-confidence, and this test is also a test for them to test their gains.
"Ding."
Uncle Tai Shan Yu plucked the empty qin again.
After hearing the sound of the piano, the people at the scene stopped and looked at Uncle Tai Shan Yu curiously.
Especially the strange guqin in the hands of Uncle Tai Shan Yu.
Ignoring the people below, Uncle Tai walked to the position specially prepared for him to play the guqin.
On a retro performance seat, Uncle Tai Shan Yu gently placed the empty Mingqin on the long stone table in front of him, and then slowly stroked the robe on his body and sat cross-legged.
The whole action of Uncle Tai Shanyu was not deliberately highlighted, it was extremely natural, but it showed an extremely elegant temperament.
It is as if the son of a family of poets and calligraphers in ancient times has come to modern times, leaving an independent legacy and extraordinary instruments.
"So handsome."
"Confess my male god."
Some of the fans below are showing nymphomaniac looks.
Sitting cross-legged, Uncle Tai's temperament changed greatly, elegant and infatuated, and he focused on stroking the empty Mingqin in front of him, as if he was stroking his lover.
With a slight touch of his right hand, the empty Mingqin made a pleasant sound.
Just by this touch, insiders can see that the level of Uncle Tai's mountain feather guqin is definitely not low.
After a little debugging, Uncle Tai Shanyu was already familiar with Kong Mingqin.
In the city, the commonly used guqin has seven strings, known as the Wenwu lyre.
However, the Kongming qin is different from the ordinary guqin, which has twelve strings, but is closer to the nine-string qin of Tianxuan.
In other words, the twelve strings of the Kongming Qin contain the universal strings of the city and the Tianxuan Continent.
This time, Uncle Tai's mountain feather mainly used the nine strings that were similar to the Tianxuan Continent, and of course, among these nine strings, there were several strings similar to the city.
After looking up at the people below and finding that they were all focused on themselves, Uncle Tai Shan Yu lowered his head again.
"Even the movement of bowing your head is so elegant." Said a fan.
As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Tai began to play.
If you are a person who has studied the piano in the Tianxuan Continent, after seeing Uncle Tai's movements, most of them can recognize the tune that Uncle Tai Mountain Feather wants to play.
As soon as they recognize it, they take a special approach to vigilance.
At least not like the people at the scene, open their minds and listen attentively.
Gently and slowly twisting and wiping and re-picking, in the playing of Uncle Tai's mountain feather, the empty piano slowly leaked beautiful notes, sometimes like flowing water, sometimes like a spring breeze, clear as splashing jade, trembling like a dragon's groan, constantly changing.
"Listen well." As soon as he heard the sound of Uncle Tai's feather, Tenglei reporter Zhang Tengda had an idea in his mind.
It was after this thought came to him that he was completely immersed in the sound of the piano.
With the change of rhythm, various images appeared in the mind of the Tenglei reporter.
"Editor-in-chief, editor-in-chief, wake up."
Zhang Tengda opened his eyes, and he suddenly realized that he was lying on the editor-in-chief's table and fell asleep, next to Yin Yin, who was in the same group, looking at him with concern.
This Yin Yin is also the most beautiful female employee of the entire Tenglei News Network.
"Yin Yin." Zhang Tengda hurriedly got up, and in a hurry, his arm accidentally knocked over a ceramic teacup on the table.
Tea spilled out, drenching all the papers on the table.
"It's over." Zhang Tengda was a little stunned, and he didn't even care that his hands were burned by the tea.
I spilled the editor-in-chief's tea and soaked all the documents on his desk, and it was really over.
"Editor-in-chief, are you alright?" Yin Yin hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe Tengda's hand.
"Editor-in-chief? What do you call me? Zhang Tengda looked at Yin Yin suspiciously.
"Call you editor-in-chief, didn't we say that we would call you editor-in-chief when we went to work, and call your husband after work?" Yin Yin gently rubbed Zhang Tengda's hand and said shyly.
"Editor-in-chief, husband." The corners of Zhang Tengda's mouth opened and he smiled stupidly.
That's when it happened.
"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door.
Then, a middle-aged man with a belly walked in.
"Editor-in-Chief Li." Zhang Tengda almost jumped.
The one who came in was the original owner of this office, his immediate boss, Editor-in-Chief Li.
"Editor-in-Chief Zhang, this is my summary of last month and my plan for this month." Editor-in-Chief Li respectfully handed a stack of A4 paper to Zhang Tengda.
......
In addition to Tenglei reporter Zhang Tengda, the others present also fell into the fantasy world with the sound of Uncle Shanyu's piano.
"Haha, Afar dog, you're just that." In Song Ziang's world, he easily defeated the Afar dog and saved all mankind.
Although I don't know what the connection between defeating the Afar dog and saving all mankind is, in Song Ziang's fantasy world, the two are equal.
After defeating the Afar dog, Song Ziang became a hero for the whole people.
After that, he won the honor of the professional 10 dan of Go, and became the second professional 10 dan chess player in the world in one fell swoop. ”
Wait, the second one?
Something seems wrong!
"Mr. Song, what do you think about becoming a professional ten-dan chess player?" A pleasant voice sounded on the side.
Song Ziang indulged in it again.
......
"It is worthy of the legendary genius, and he has actually broken through the realm of King Kong that no one has reached in a hundred years."
"Mr. Dongfang, please come and preside over our Martial Arts Alliance." An old man with a vague face said respectfully to Uncle Shan Yu.
"Mr. Dongfang, our Freedom Alliance will never do anything bad again, please deal with it lightly." Several men and women knelt in front of Dongfang Yuxiao.
In these regards, Dongfang Yuxiao only had a sneer on his face.
"Is this really what I desire?"
"No, all I desire is strength, and what I crave is the feeling of being stronger."
"It's up to you to want me to indulge and dream."
No matter how the world changes, power, wealth, and beauty, Dongfang Yuxiao will look at it coldly.
As if he knew Dongfang Yuxiao's mind, the picture changed again, Dongfang Yuxiao stood in space, at this time, he could shatter the stars with one punch and explode the sun with one leg.
"Although I really want this kind of power, it's too empty, and the feeling of this power is too empty."
Standing in space, Dongfang couldn't help but sneer, "Okay, no, if it's not more effective, then, break it for me." ”
As soon as the words fell, Dongfang Yuxiao woke up from the fantasy world.
This is also the first sober person in the audience.
At this time, Uncle Tai Shanyu continued to play.
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