"You're right!" Zichen nodded, said hello to the person behind him, and followed the middle-aged man away.

The man led him all the way to the fifth floor of the Chamber of Commerce, turned around and came to a white door, and knocked.

"Come in!"

"Childe, you go in, it will be inside!" The man stepped back and made a gesture of please.

Stepping in, Zichen couldn't help but be surprised, because it was not the study he imagined, but a cherry blossom garden, and he could see the blue sky when he looked up.

Where is this?

I couldn't help but be stunned when I looked away.

A man lowered his eyelids, immersed in the world he had created, his slender and graceful fingers stroked the strings like flowing water, and his long eyelashes formed an arc of temptation on the heart-shaped face. It's just that there is something that flickers in those eyes, which makes people can't grasp it, but they want to peep, and unconsciously see that people have been attracted, and they are intoxicated with sound and people.

"Bang Bang!" Zichen couldn't help but clap his hands, for the sake of the people, and for the music.

Walked in leisurely, "You talked very well!" ”

Xuan Qing looked at Zichen and suddenly burst into a bewitching smile, "Bullet?" ”

Zichen looked at the piano and couldn't help but feel a little moved, and when he saw it, he knew that the piano was extraordinary.

Walked to the man and sat down, took the piano placed on the other party's lap, Zichen raised her wrist slightly, and with a gentle stroke of her fingertips, a crisp and pleasant sound came from under her hand, and she was just plucking the strings at will, and the notes were intermittent, rolling down a plate like a jade bead, with only a flavor.

"Good piano!" The admiration was emotional.

The man was not dissatisfied with Zichen's behavior, but smiled deeper, especially when he heard the other party's praise, as if it was a compliment to himself.

"Mountains and water!" Zichen bowed his head slightly and said, his voice was soft, like a melodious sound like a guqin, tugging at the heartstrings of others, there was no superfluous expression, and the whole person was immersed in the music of the piano.

Legend has it that the pre-Qin luthier Boya once played the piano in the barren mountains and wilderness, and the woodcutter Zhong Ziqi was able to comprehend that this was a depiction of "towering ambition in the high mountains" and "oceanic ambition in flowing water". Boya exclaimed: "Good, the heart of the son is the same as my heart." "During the Zhongzi period, Bo lost his voice with toothache, broke the piano, and did not for life.

Here is the famous guqin song - "Mountains and Flowing Water".

The faint selection jumps in the wide vocal range, disappearing and appearing, like the top of a high mountain, shrouded in mist and erratic. Suddenly, the melody turned and became clear and lively, and the feeling of pleasure suddenly arose.

Monty, the melody becomes undulating again, like a fierce wave slowly blowing, boiling and surging water, so thrilling, and then a light boat blows by, and the momentum is greatly reduced. In the end, the melody regains the enthusiasm of the previous song, and the carol is generally triggered by the first step, so that one is truly immersed in it.

The melody gradually ended, and finally came to an abrupt end, and the man woke up from his stupor.

"Chen Ying Gongzi is a good piano artist!"

"It seems that the repertoire on the coincidence festival that day is also a masterpiece of Tatsuying Gongzi!"

Zichen was surprised by the man, but nodded lightly, his neck slightly crooked, "President of the Xuanling Chamber of Commerce?" ”

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