Volume 1: Urban Storm Chapter 145: The Fishing Boat Sings Late

"Hee-hee...... Senior brother, you are too modest, we all admire you tightly, you are so knowledgeable, you can tutor me more in the future. Ye Lin changed her cold demeanor from the past, and at this time she said with a playful smile. When Tang Xuan saw this Ye Lin, he applauded in his heart, this little girl still looks good when she laughs.

"Hehe, Miss Ye Lin, counseling can't be talked about, let's learn from each other." Tang Xuan didn't expect Ye Lin to really regard himself as a senior brother, listening to her call so naturally, he had an illusion in his heart for some reason, as if he had crossed over, he hesitated for a moment but he couldn't call the two words of this senior sister, and finally simply called her name.

Tang Xuan saw that everyone was surrounding him, and suddenly felt a little bored, and saw this guzheng in front of the window, so his eyes lit up and said: "Don't stand here, everyone, is there anyone who can play the guzheng, how about playing a song for us?" ”

Tang Xuan's sudden suggestion made everyone a little confused, everyone look at me, I look at you, it seems that no one can play the guzheng, just when everyone was confused, Lin Xiaoyu stood up and said: "I will be a little bit, if I don't think I quarrel with everyone, I will play a song for everyone." ”

"Okay, Xiaoyu, I didn't expect you to have such a hand, why didn't we know before?" When Ye Lin heard Lin Xiaoyu say this, she was a little surprised, this best friend can also play the guzheng, it seems that the title of this talented woman is indeed well-deserved, and the name is well deserved.

"Xiaoyu, you really know how to play the guzheng, why don't I know at all, then you can play a song for us." Lan Linlin squeezed over and took Lin Xiaoyu's hand, and said in a row.

"Okay, but I can't play without nails." After Lin Xiaoyu finished speaking, he suddenly thought of how to play the guzheng without nails, which was a problem that no one thought of.

Tang Xuan didn't expect that he would say casually, there were really people who could play the guzheng, in fact, he just wanted to draw everyone's attention away from himself, but it seemed that his proposal was not bad, Lin Xiaoyu actually could play the guzheng, which made Tang Xuan very happy, he could play the flute, is it a piano and flute ensemble with Lin Xiaoyu.

While Tang Xuan was pondering, Li Yan suddenly said, "What do you see on the music stand?" ”

Everyone immediately looked at the place where the guzheng was placed, and sure enough, they saw a stand, there was a book of piano scores on the stand, and there was a box under the stand. Lin Xiaoyu walked quickly to the music stand, reached out to pick up the box, opened the box with her slender hand, and a pair of nails appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

With nails, Lin Xiaoyu was suddenly shocked, she picked up the pair of nails and said to everyone: "Okay, it's easy to do with nails, everyone wait a while, I'll play a song "Fishing Boat Singing Night" for everyone first." ”

Everyone heard another burst of applause, Tang Xuan saw that Lin Xiaoyu was about to play, so he motioned to the waiter to turn off the stereo, the waiter Yang Hongmei was also very clever, as soon as Tang Xuan's voice fell, she ran to turn off the stereo. After a while, the sound of the stereo in the private room suddenly stopped, and the students were quietly waiting for Lin Xiaoyu to play the guzheng song "Fishing Boat Singing Night".

Lin Xiaoyu sat in front of the guzheng, and after everything was ready, she saw her jade fingers flicking, and a crisp and pleasant music came over, everyone listened attentively, and suddenly the whole room fell silent, only Lin Xiaoyu's piano sound surrounded it.

Lin Xiaoyu's piano sound is very beautiful, and in an instant, everyone's thoughts were brought into her piano sound, and with her Qianqian Su hand, with a slight pluck, a vast river water was folded, pouring down with the sound of the piano.

It is not like the bleak and cold drizzle on the bank of the Xunyang River, nor is it like the excitement and majesty of the Zhengzheng Jinge in the ruins of the red cliffs, but a leisure and elegant, such as high mountains and flowing water, such as clear ponds and small bridges.

Leaning on the railing, the sunset soaked the riverside at a few o'clock, and the sky was the same color. As if experiencing the hustle and bustle of the day, it is rare to enjoy a few moments of leisure. Occasionally, a few waterfowl arrive in pairs and perch on the boat where the captain closes.

When everyone is still in leisure, there is an abrupt turn, with the two ramming songs dispersed, the originally calm lake waves steeply, twenty-one strings, the slightest buckle, the five tones fluctuate, the high and low are confused, and the slightly simple palace tune can easily change a picture of the late return of a fishing boat.

It seems to have returned to the hustle and bustle of the day, the bustle of the merchants, the broadness of the fisherman, for a while, all the excitement reached the peak, accompanied by Lin Xiaoyu's superb fingering, light and slow twisting, chanting and singing, fishing boats singing, joy and harvest. But suddenly, as if unexpectedly, the double strings were drawn in unison, like a broken silk, like a dancing ravine, and the previous noise stopped abruptly in an instant.

In the end, everyone's thoughts followed the sound of the piano, as if the prosperity of the world had returned to loneliness, and the hustle and bustle of the day was groomed in the evening. All the dusty lights and drunken gold fans have returned to the original at this moment, leaving only the noisy rivers and lakes and the sporadic fishing fires in the distance.

Tang Xuan's thoughts seemed to have been anchored in the little bean remnant flame on the riverside, and his heart had already been broken with the strings.

Looking at the fishing boat from afar, in the cabin, but Mochizuki reminisces about his youth and madness, wakes up from his dream and still guards the empty boat, or the Xiangjiang fisherman who waits for the water to be clear?

Whether it is a woman who sighs lightly or a hermit who escapes the world wildly, the day hides the loss under their laughter and slang, there is no Bole to praise and say that there is no acquaintance with the voice, but in the evening it has not been able to cover it with a veil of camouflage, and the river is still old.

When Lin Xiaoyu finished the song, she secretly cried, and she didn't know how this little girl was so sad, but everyone was infected by the sound of the piano, and everyone was still immersed in the thick artistic conception after a long time after the song ended. The aftermath lingered for three days, and it was true.

I don't know who applauded, and suddenly everyone woke up from the dreamlike artistic conception, Tang Xuan also came back to his senses at this moment, what he didn't expect was that Lin Xiaoyu actually had such a profound guzheng skill, it was really amazing.

Tang Xuan stood up and slowly walked behind Lin Xiaoyu, he climbed on Lin Xiaoyu's soft fragrant shoulders and said softly: "Xiaoyu, you don't have to be so lonely and sad, you still have me." It was originally a song that was cheerful for the harvest, but it made Lin Xiaoyu play into an empty and sad mood, which made people unconsciously fall into it and be unable to extricate themselves.

Tang Xuan's words were like a cup of ginger tea, instantly warming Lin Xiaoyu's sad heart, she stood up and threw herself into Tang Xuan's arms in front of everyone's eyes, Xiao Nizi seemed to have encountered a great grievance, and she sobbed as much as she could. Tang Xuan didn't care about the eyes of the classmates around him, he hugged Lin Xiaoyu tightly, at this moment he just wanted to warm this delicate heart with his own heart.

The classmates were all moved by the scene in front of them, the girls were in tears, looking at the two lovers who hugged each other tightly, encouraging the two with practical actions, applauding desperately, several boys were red-eyed, and a sense of pride also arose spontaneously from their hearts, learning from Tang Xuan, for the sake of their loved ones, even if they were ridiculed, what matter.

Ye Lin, Lan Linlin, Meng Lili, Wu Meiling, Qiu Xiaolu, Li Yan and others were even more moved together, they sobbed like Lin Xiaoyu, these people all had their own thoughts, but they all had one thing in common, the reason why they cried was Tang Xuan, and I don't know what kind of blessing this guy has cultivated in his life, so many girls are happy for him and sad for him.

Everyone was infected by this emotion, and even the three beautiful and sexy waiters secretly wiped their tears, and the whole room was filled with a deep sadness for a while.

After a long time, Lin Xiaoyu stopped sobbing, she raised her head and glanced at Tang Xuan shyly, before she reluctantly broke free from Tang Xuan's arms. After all, he is still a student, and this phenomenon of public hugging will still be ridiculed, even though this is not a school, Lin Xiaoyu is still a little afraid to look at everyone.

Tang Xuan saw that Lin Xiaoyu was vented, his mood seemed to be much better, and his mood was also much better, seeing that because of what happened to him and Lin Xiaoyu, everyone was sad, and he was also very sorry in his heart, for the sake of everyone to have a good mood, Tang Xuan decided not to do it endlessly, and then make a fire to ignite everyone's passion.

"Ahem...... I'm sorry, just now the sound of the light rain seems to have passed us through to a dreamlike scene, we are like experiencing the fishing boat full load, the fishing fire on the river is gradually extinguished, and everything is returned to the artistic conception in the twilight. It is Xiaoyu's superb technique that allows us to appreciate a different artistic conception, this piano sound and the lonely girl have been deeply imprinted in my soul, I think I will never forget it in my life. Tang Xuan felt it, his words made everyone nod their heads, the tears that Lin Xiaoyu had just put away, after hearing Tang Xuan's words, his eyes were full of tears.

"The light rain let us appreciate the feelings of loneliness and sadness, then I will lead everyone to enjoy the grassland scenery, seeing that the students are so interested today, I will recommend myself to play a flute solo "New Song of the Herdsmen", do you want to hear it?" Tang Xuan continued. He didn't want everyone to be immersed in this sad environment, after all, he came out to relax today, how could he waste his time like this.

"Think...... I want to hear ......" As soon as the students heard that Tang Xuan was going to play the flute for everyone, they immediately became excited, and the sadness just now also dissipated at this moment, Lin Xiaoyu and Ye Lin and others also shouted, they had not heard Tang Xuan play the flute, and they looked at Tang Xuan excitedly, waiting for a musical feast.

Tang Xuan saw everyone's expectant eyes, he stretched out his hand behind him, and when he pulled it back, there was already an extra bamboo flute in his hand, which was the flute he often brought with him when he herded cattle.

Everyone stared at Tang Xuan, I don't know where this guy conjured a flute, seeing that this flute should be something he carried with him, but he usually doesn't see him in his hand, such a long flute, there are still traces to follow when hidden on his body, why did he suddenly appear in his hand.

I really couldn't figure it out, and almost all the boys wanted to go up and ask for a clear understanding, but seeing Tang Xuan's focused expression, they suppressed the doubts in their hearts, and it was not too late to ask later.

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