Chapter Ninety-Six: The Red Dust Past in the Piano Sound

The bright sound of the piano gradually overflowed like a tide, fluttering in the vast sea of bamboo, slowly rising around the verdant green bamboo.

Like a clear spring flowing in a valley in the mountains, it flows into the hearts of everyone present.

Su Luoyu's piano skills are already superb, coupled with the huge increase in the wind bamboo Xuanqin in his hand, the sound of the piano is flying at this time, falling into the hearts of everyone, directly bringing everyone into the red dust of the years.

"Get out of here, little beggar, what are you doing here!"

At the door of the red-sleeved workshop, a little girl in a blue cloth shirt shouted to the little girl on the ground with a ragged and plastered face.

This girl is Su Luoyu in childhood.

The little hands that climbed on the high vermilion threshold were stained with pitch-black dirt on their fingertips, and there were some bloody stains on their bodies.

Su Luoyu, who wandered alone in Tianhai County for a long time, barely survived a few days of handouts from passers-by, but he didn't want to continue like this.

After making up her mind, she relied on her strong willpower to climb to the door of the Red Sleeve Workshop.

She was half-paralyzed and wanted to be self-reliant, but because she was still young, she could only think of this red dust land for a while.

She knew that not all the women who went in had to sell their bodies, and they could also choose to sell their art or not their bodies.

Su Luoyu just wants to become a Qingqi person and live by performing arts.

Moreover, she wants revenge, she can't cultivate, she can only be a mortal, and only by borrowing the power of the red sleeves can she have a chance to kill the person she wants to kill.

Su Luoyu raised his head, looked at the young man in Tsing Yi who was looking down on her, with a pair of triangular eyes and a fierce face, and said extremely weakly: "I want to enter the red sleeves." ”

"Are you sure you're right, you're a ragged little cripple who wants to go in the red sleeves? hehe, that's how you came in. can only give us red sleeves and black. ”

The little guy looked at the little beggar below like an idiot, and tried his best to mock it.

"I can. The girl's expression flashed with stubbornness, and although she was extremely weak, her tone was extremely firm.

The little guy in Tsing Yi showed a bored look and waved his hand: "Hurry up, get out of here, while there are not many people now, otherwise I will really be rude to you in a while, don't toast and don't eat and drink." ”

Hearing Xiao Xiao's words, the girl no longer paid attention to him, but looked at the hustle and bustle of the world of pink ayara inside. Climb over the high threshold.

"Yo he, you really think I'm a bully, so I crawled in?!" The little guy felt that his majesty was being despised and laughed angrily, and he began to kick Su Luoyu angrily.

Because of the severe pain, Su Luoyu quickly hugged himself and curled up on the threshold, but he didn't snort.

"If you don't get out, I'll kick you little beggar to death!"

Seeing that Su Luoyu still didn't get out of the way, the little guy was even more angry. The strength of the foot couldn't help but increase a few points.

The passer-by only glanced at it, understood what was happening, laughed a few times, ignored it, and went straight inside.

"Stop. "Suddenly a heavy makeup came from inside. A woman with a bewitching figure.

She had noticed this since she had just now, and she originally expected that if the little girl became fierce, ordinary little girls would be afraid, but she didn't expect it. This little beggar is so stubborn.

Seeing that this turned out to be this woman, the little guy stopped in a hurry, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Okay." Lord Xia let go, and Xiao naturally agreed. ”

"There's nothing going on here, you can go ahead and receive the guests. The woman known as Lord Xia pursed her lips and smiled.

"Yes, the little one will go and get busy first. ”

The little guy said with a sycophant face, and went out to continue to pick up customers.

"What's your name?" Walking in front of Su Luoyu, the woman squatted down, her slender fingers held up her chin, looked at the dirt on the girl's face, and asked with interest.

"Su Luoyu. ”

Looking at the strongly colored face of the woman opposite, Su Luoyu said.

"It's a cannibalistic hell, not some kind of cozy paradise, you know?"

Hearing the woman's question, Su Luoyu nodded without hesitation.

The corners of the woman's mouth curled slightly, and she said, "Then you are welcome to hell." ”

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"What to see, do you want to eat, if you still want to eat, practice today's piano well, otherwise don't be delusional!"

A woman with heavy makeup and a bewitching figure leaned against the vermilion door, her eyes glared fiercely at Su Luoyu, who was sitting on a small wooden chair, and scolded.

She was that Lord Xia.

Looking at the reddish eyes on the girl's slightly cold face, and the small hands that were red and swollen from the hard strings, the woman's eyes flashed with a strange look.

I only heard her snort angrily, and said: "Red sleeves are not a good place to take in idlers, if you want to eat here, and you don't want to sell your body, you have to work hard, if you don't want to work hard, don't care about those worthless bottom lines." ”

"But don't forget, you're half-flawed, don't say it's a show, it's a sell-out, and there aren't many customers who like you, and the more like this, the harder you have to work harder, harder than other girls. ”

Hearing what the woman said, Su Luoyu's immature and cold face just nodded, and without saying a word, he buried his head and continued to practice.

Her parents were killed, and now she is the only one left, and everything has to rely on herself, including food and clothing.

Looking at Su Luoyu's boring and hard work, the woman nodded faintly and went out.

"What a stubborn and strong woman. Looking at the little girl playing the piano in the picture, Ling Xue sighed in her heart.

Woe to Xiao Wall, a girl who has no relatives can still live stubbornly and strongly in this world without losing her dignity.

This made Ling Xue extremely impressed.

At the same time, Ling Xue also had a new understanding of the piano path.

The sound of the piano and the language, the words have the same goal, but they have a different way to express the emotions they want to express and the stories they want to tell.

Qin Dao, when he cultivates to the realm of Su Luoyu, he can also do it like a movie in his previous life.

Through the sound of the piano, the stories are told vividly and vividly.

And now, the stubbornness and strength contained in this story are what Su Luoyu wants to convey.

The piano must be affectionate in order to play a real song.

And only the qin music that contains true feelings can derive the true Taoist sound.

Just when Ling Xue was thinking so, the picture of the girl forgetting to sleep and eating and practicing the piano suddenly changed, and it was time for Su Luoyu to become a flower yin.

Flower Girl, Flower Girl, Flower Husband, Flower Yin, Oiran, these are the five levels of the Red Sleeve Red Dust Girl.

Hua Yin, in the hierarchy of red sleeves, can be regarded as a top position.

More than ten years have passed, and Su Luoyu is only one step away from the successful Oiran.

The number of admirers has gradually increased, but most of them have a sick mentality and want to forcibly buy Su Luoyu.

Because of Su Luoyu's cold and arrogant personality all the time, many guests want to trample her arrogance under their feet and see her tactfully under her.

Seeing this, Ling Xue understood that in the next picture, there must be a part of the wind and leisure.

I just don't know what kind of role the wind plays in Su Luoyu's memory. (To be continued.) )