It was already one or two o'clock in the middle of the night when Ye Chong returned to school, and he was completely sleepy along the way, thinking that it would be better to go to Mr. Guqin's place, maybe there would be some unexpected surprises, such as that Mr. Guqin was practicing swords or cultivating immortals, etc.

He has always been fond of cranky ideas, although sometimes they can be regarded as difficult philosophies, but most of the time they are for fun.

Thinking like this, he suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and secretly thought: "Could Mr. Guqin be the fairy-footed Liao Bufan? Mr. Guqin's right leg is disabled, so isn't Liao Bufan also broken his right leg? And the expressions and temperaments of the two people seem to be very similar. Thinking of this, Ye Chong walked quickly towards the Hundred Herb Garden.

When approaching the Baicao Garden, I heard a soft and slow music from inside, but this time it was not a seven-string guqin, but a classical six-string guitar, playing the well-known guitar song "Romance of Love".

This piece of music is beautiful and simple, romantic and gentle, and is an immortal masterpiece in guitar music.

Ye Chong was intoxicated by the beautiful sound of the piano, and gradually slowed down, but inadvertently found that this piano music was very different from what he had heard before. It seems that in the original gentle and romantic melody, there is another kind of interest faintly jumping, the piano note is low and tactful, elegant and smart, just like a girl who has just met the love of the world, or suffers from gains and losses, low sighs, or confusion, joy and anger, although it is only a flash and hidden, but like a wisp of breeze, echoing in Ye Chong's heart.

In fact, the piano is born from the heart, and when it is played, it is impossible to make a mistake at all.

The young people are agitated and vigorous, and the elderly are calm and open-minded. Young people can't play the heart of the elderly, and it is difficult for the old people to play the heart of the young people.

But Mr. Guqin is nearly sixty years old, and he can vividly interpret the appearance of a young man's children, which is really surprising and admirable.

At that moment, he slowly walked into the Baicao Garden, but found that Mr. Guqin was not under the bamboo pavilion, but hid in the thatched hut and played the piano quietly, thinking: "I won't be busy going in first, and let's see what other tracks he plays." ”

Sure enough, Mr. Guqin paused for a moment, then plucked the strings a few times, corrected the pitch, and then played again.

This time, I played a very difficult work "Dream Forest" by the famous musical genius Barrios. It is said that when this piece was first written, no one could play her, because when the piece was turned into G minor, it jumped out of a high-pitched C note, which was not available on classical guitars at the time, but Barrios played her to the fullest with his superb interpretation skills.

Although Ye Chong concedes himself as a master of guitar playing, it was only after six years of hard study that he performed "Dream Forest" tactfully, smoothly and skillfully. I thought to myself: "If Mr. Guqin can also reach this realm, I, Ye Chong, should bow down and bow down." Although I thought so in my heart, I hoped that he was a little worse than himself.

The notes fluctuate and gradually enter the main melody, but in the plucking phase it seems a little flustered, and it is not until the knuckle stage of the disassembly and rotation that it gradually adjusts, but it seems to only reach 140 beats, which is slightly sluggish.

Ye Chong smiled slightly: "I didn't expect Mr. Guqin to just practice this song." "My heart settled down a little.

He shook his head and savored it, and found that although this section of the wheel finger is slow, it does have another charm, like the spring waves and green grass, vines and ancient forests, faintly filled with a smart and youthful atmosphere, and the glissando of the plucked strings during the interlude is more like a fairy descending to the earth, vaguely ethereal, dreamlike, making people intoxicated, happy and forgetful.

This is an experience he has never had when he listened to "Dream Forest" before, and he can't help but secretly admire Mr. Guqin's accuracy and deep understanding of the subtleties of the qin music.

While he admired and delighted, he was no longer polite, or commented and explained, or beat the beat, and tactfully pointed out some mistakes in the playing.

Mr. Guqin did not answer, but only "bobo" with the sound of the qin, but from the rhythm and rhythm, it was obviously pleasing and convincing.

Ye Chong was very happy in his heart, and he wanted to push the door in, but suddenly, the sound of the piano sounded rapidly, which seemed to remind him not to be busy entering first, Ye Chong couldn't help but be a little surprised, but when he thought that this guqin gentleman's speech and demeanor had always been unexpected, he didn't care, and waited quietly outside the window.

The strings sounded, and "The Forest of Dreams" was played again, but although this time the performance was slightly flawed, it was far more proficient than the last time, Ye Chong couldn't help but be shocked, and thought: This Mr. Guqin is really a musical genius, and he just corrected it slightly, but he was actually like a country, and he couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised. At that moment, he learned the tone of Mr. Guqin, and praised "Mr. is really a god" and pushed the door in.