Taking a deep breath, Song Yan's slender fingers quickly swiped the white jade keys, and suddenly, a string of beautiful glissandos flowed out. [Net 520 updates quickly, the website page is refreshing, there are few ads, , I like this kind of website the most, I must praise it]

Then, his ten fingers danced gracefully on the keys.

The light but melancholy sound floated out from Song Yan's fingers, and in an instant, Chunhe and Qiuxiang were brought into a drizzly scene......

Song Yan originally drew the skill of a piano master, and later, he used his fame to raise this skill to the realm of the god of the piano, and also brought a kind of emotional contagion, anyone who heard his piano sound would be brought by him into the world he created by the sound of the piano.

Song Yan played a short piece of less than two minutes, called "Walking in the Rain", which was brisk but with a hint of melancholy, like a girl walking in the rain and confiding in the rain......

After a song, Chunhe and Qiuxiang were still immersed in the sound of the piano just now, and they only felt that the scene was so beautiful.

Song Yan ignored them and continued to play the next tune.

The title of the song "Blue and White Porcelain", a song with a strong ancient flavor, is also Song Yan's favorite one among the ten songs given by the system.

"Knock knock!"

Like the sound of a clear spring, it is clear and clear.

Hearing this piano sound, Chunhe Qiuxiang suddenly woke up, but was immediately pulled into the artistic conception of this "Blue and White Porcelain".

After a short period of clarity, the sound of the piano turned into a thick and lingering, making the two daughters of Chunhe and Qiuxiang seem to have traveled through time and space and time into a poignant water town with misty rain and small bridges and flowing water.

The sound of the piano turned again, and the tangled feeling of wanting to love made the second daughter cry when she heard it.

Just when the second daughter was completely immersed in the artistic conception of this song "Blue and White Porcelain", Qin Rongyu and Qin Xin came together, but when they heard the lingering and unloving piano sound, the two daughters were stunned in place. [Please go to see the latest chapter of this book I don't know when, they are also completely immersed in the artistic conception of the piano like spring lotus and autumn fragrance, and I don't know when, the two daughters have tears in their eyes flickering.

Finally.

After the performance of the song "Blue and White Porcelain", Qin Xin and Qin Rongyu almost departed from the artistic conception in no particular order, while the spring lotus and autumn fragrance, who were not deeply involved in the world, were already in tears.

Song Yan didn't have Chun Lotus and Qiu Xiang, let the two girls cry, got up and turned to look at Qin Rongyu and Qin Xin: "Why are you here?" ”

"We were drawn to the sound you played." Qin Rongyu gently wiped the corners of his eyes and said.

Qin Xin nodded: "Yes, brother-in-law, this should be the qin, I don't know what the qin?" ”

"I call her piano." Song Yan chuckled.

Qin Xin said thoughtfully: "It seems that there is no such instrument as a piano in the world, could it be that this piano was invented by my brother-in-law?" ”

Nowadays, the identity of Song Yan's great inventor is almost unknown to everyone, and his invention of paper and movable type printing has brought good news to the world's readers.

He invented perfumes, which were sought after by thousands of women, and he invented glass mirrors, which every woman longed to have.

The liquor he invented made good men want to stop.

and the gunpowder he invented, but it has become an all-powerful war artifact in several wars.

Therefore, now that Song Yan can invent a musical instrument, Qin Xin is not surprised.

"This is the first piano in the world." Song Yan smiled and nodded.

"I wonder if my brother-in-law can play another song for us?" Qin Xin's eyes flashed with a little expectation, she was extremely proficient in qin and chess, and the piece that Song Yan played just now made her feel very weird, because that piece was completely contrary to the music theory she knew.

"Absolutely."

Song Yan sat down again, his fingers beating, and a song "Refra" gradually slipped out of his fingers.

Playing this song "Refra", the scene of entering the café to work and make money couldn't help but flash in his mind, and at the same time, Su Meier's figure flashed with it.

They haven't seen each other since that casual relationship.

Because, he felt that Su Meier still had a little resistance to him, as well as scruples about the world's eyes, because she was several years older than him.

Therefore, even if he went to Yandu several times, or even studied in Yandu, Song Yan did not take the initiative to find Su Meier.

But at this moment, when playing this "refra", he misses Su Meier very much, perhaps, when I return to the real world this time, I should go and meet her.

When the piano first sounded, Qin Xin also planned to observe Song Yan's playing skills, but just a few notes once again pulled her into the artistic conception of this piece and couldn't stop, as if Song Yan's music had a magical power.

Therefore, she couldn't be distracted to check Song Yan's performance skills at all.

Finally, when the "refra" was played, Qin Xin quietly exhaled, in the process of listening to this piece, she tried to get out of that mood, but she found that she couldn't get out of it no matter what, which made her think of a possibility.

If, in the middle of the battle, Song Yan suddenly played a tune, and then brought everyone into the artistic conception of the tune, wouldn't everyone be at his mercy.

Thinking of this, the clothes on her back couldn't help but be wet with cold sweat.

Of course, she also saw another side, that is, Song Yan's attainments on the piano have reached a state of extreme Taoism.

She is proficient in piano and chess, but at most she is proficient, and she is far from the realm of "Dao", before, she has always thought that there is no one in this world who can surpass her in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but now there is someone who leaves her far behind.

For a moment, her emotions were extremely complicated.

"Brother-in-law, can you teach me to play the piano?" Qin Xin suddenly spoke.

"Absolutely." Song Yan smiled and nodded.

"General, Sister Qiuxiang and I also have to learn." Chunhe also hurriedly said.

"Okay, then I'll teach together." Song Yan nodded, turned his gaze to Qin Rongyu, and asked, "Yu'er, are you interested in learning?" ”

"As long as the husband is willing to teach, Yu'er is willing to learn." Qin Rongyu said sweetly.

"In that case, I'll teach you the basics of music first."

While speaking, Song Yan took out a ballpoint pen and a piece of blank paper out of nowhere, and quickly wrote down the seven numbers 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7.

Then he picked up the paper and said to the four women: "This is a number note, also known as a basic note, each note has four scales, pronounced do, re."

When the seven numeric notes were pronounced, Song Yan's fingers played the corresponding notes on the keys.

The four women are all cultivators, and they have all reached the innate level, and their brain domain development is far greater than that of ordinary people, so they can almost never forget it.

In addition, Song Yan explained in great detail, so the four girls quickly and simply mastered the simple score.

However, the psychological activities of the four girls are very different, Chunhe and Qiuxiang don't understand music theory, so they don't think Song Yan's music knowledge is very powerful.

Qin Rongyu's whole body and mind were tied to Song Yan, so the more powerful Song Yan was, the happier she was.

Only a well-versed musician in music theory can she truly understand how difficult it is to create a new kind of music theory knowledge, especially since the seven basic notes are easy to understand and more worthy of promotion than the music theory she has mastered.

For a while, her eyes looking at Song Yan had unconsciously changed a little, and there was a little more admiration and regret.