Bilberry was expressionless: "......" She felt ashamed, but she didn't want to admit it.

can say that heroine's aura of speech so smoothly, she was probably really brainwashed and in a trance when she listened to No. 439 last night, right?

After getting acquainted with some basic affairs of the Spring Breeze Pavilion and calming down people's hearts repeatedly, Yue Berry began to do the business of her coming to the Spring Breeze Pavilion today.

She borrowed pen and paper and wrote something with a stroke of the pen.

Number 439 leaned over and saw that it was a sheet of music.

"Little Lady, you don't really want them to sing about mice and love rice to welcome guests, do you?" No. 439 suddenly remembered that he seemed to strongly recommend that Yueberry take the mouse love rice as the title song of the Spring Breeze Pavilion last night, and suddenly felt weak for a while.

“…… I don't have the same unique taste as you. ”

As soon as she thought of the songs that No. 439 had played in her ears all day long, what mice love rice, what the most dazzling national style, what love business, Yue Berry instantly felt that goosebumps were about to fall off all over her body.

Thanks to System 439, she felt as if she was in a large square dance scene every day.

"It's also oh, if you bring in those modern songs, as soon as the heroine crosses over, we will be exposed." Looking at Yue Ming's appearance of lying on the desk, No. 439 became more and more puzzled, "It is difficult to turn out a few ancient songs, but if you don't innovate, how can you attract guests?" ”

"Mountain people have their own tricks." Yue Berry was silent, but the smile on his lips spread little by little.

"Please tell all the girls who can play musical instruments to come to the antechamber, I have something to say."

Bilberry quickly completed the score in hand. After waiting quietly for half a pillar of incense, seeing that everyone was almost gathered, she asked again, "Can I borrow a piano?" ”

Although most of the girls were a little confused, they nodded obediently. Soon, someone came out with a guqin and made room for her.

Bilberry sat down casually and did not shirk.

"K-"

As the first note suddenly sounded, the slender and white jade fingers skillfully picked, chopped, hooked, and wiped on the jet-black guqin, almost dazzling, and the faint sound of the qin suddenly rose out.

"It's a phoenix!"

After listening to it for a while, a few girls soon whispered the name of the song.

Feng Qiuhuang is also a repertoire that is often played in the Spring Breeze Pavilion, and they are naturally familiar with such a tune.

However, the Yuewan girl, known as the "No. 1 Piano in Beijing", was silent for some reason. Her delicate brows frowned slightly, as if she was in some kind of doubt, but she didn't want to let go of a sound in her ears at all.

Suddenly, as if she understood something, she blurted out: "No, this is a phoenix, but it's not a phoenix!" ”

As soon as Yuewan's voice fell, Yue Yisu's hand moved slightly, and the guqin suddenly emitted an extremely ethereal crisp sound.

It was from that sound that everything changed.

Immediately after some rubbing, the strings trembled slightly, and turned sharply. The loose sound is loose and distant, which makes people think of ancient times; The overtones are like natural sounds, with a sense of coldness and immortality; According to the sound, it is ever-changing, the lingering rhyme under the fingers, subtle and long, sometimes like human language, can be dialogued, sometimes like the mood of people's hearts, ethereal and changeable.

I don't know when the girls standing around Yueberry suddenly seemed to enter a strange state. They were all immersed in the sound of the piano, their eyes were slightly contained, the corners of their lips were shallowly raised, and their fingertips unconsciously clicked the beat with the rhythm, looking fascinated.