From Xiao Yueying's face, it is not difficult to see the look of envy.

Zhang Yu said with a smile: "Isn't it just a councilor, when you win the competition, you can also become a councilor." ”

"Really......" Xiao Meiren's eyes lit up, and she pouted and said: "Then I guess I have to count on you, do you know that the election of parliamentarians is difficult...... You have to be able to speak well, and you have to have a certain prestige...... But for me, I'm going to win this time...... The day after tomorrow is the day of the Guqin Cultural Festival, and I have already told my dad to let him be there at that time...... So, I have to win, I have chosen all the songs of the competition......"

In the end, she seemed more excited, grabbed Zhang Yu's arm, and walked upstairs.

When she went upstairs to the piano room, Xiao Yueying immediately took a sheet of music, handed it to Zhang Yu, and said, "This is the piece I plan to play, the name is "Si Niang"...... But I practiced several times yesterday, and I couldn't ...... good."

Zhang Yu took the score and looked at it, it was a medium-length piece, and it didn't look like it was easy to play.

Although Zhang Yu also knew that he had taught Xiao Yueying the Lingxi fingering, and the next step would depend on Xiao Yueying's own efforts, but at such a critical moment, he couldn't just say that he didn't care about it.

Especially the name chosen by Xiao Yueying, you can feel it when you look at the name, it is full of longing. Presumably, he hopes to use this kind of music to awaken Xiao Zhendao's thoughts about his deceased wife.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Yu said: "I'll try it first, play the ......"

He sat down at the back of the guqin and read the score again. With Zhang Yu's memory, he only needs to watch it once, and he can almost remember it, and if he looks at it again, it is even more foolproof.

Then he began to play.

With Zhang Yu's fingers, he is not the kind of hand that is born to play the piano, but with Lingxi fingering, it is enough to make up for all the defects. These few deficiencies are nothing at all under the Lingxi fingering.

The sound of the piano sounded, melodious and beautiful, like the sound of heaven. It's just that this song, which is a little sad, will inexplicably evoke people's nostalgia for their mother.

Zhang Yu's parents are still alive, so of course they will not be infected. However, Xiao Yueying was different, under the rendering of the piano, tears flowed after a while.

Zhang Yu was very focused, he didn't notice her at all, and he stopped after playing a song "Si Niang".

"Although this piece is a bit difficult, it is also ......," Zhang Yu said while looking at Xiao Yueying next to him.

When I saw Xiao Meiren, I was immediately stunned.

At this moment, Xiao Yueying, pear blossoms with rain, with tears on her face, has become a tearful person.

That pitiful appearance is definitely pitiful for me. Especially Xiao Yueying is beautiful, seeing her crying, I am afraid that any man will feel love and pity.

Zhang Yu hurriedly stood up and said, "Are you okay......

"I'm fine...... Xiao Yueying flattened her mouth and choked up and said, "It's just that you play too well...... Let me...... I think of my mother...... Woowoo woo ......"

"This ......" Zhang Yu didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only say: "This song is indeed a bit sad and easy to provoke people's memories...... However, if you play it, it will definitely move your father...... Remembering your mother's ......"

"Hmm." Xiao Yueying nodded heavily, "I will work hard...... But why do you play so well...... And I can't......"

"This ...... Maybe it's because you're not proficient...... The so-called practice makes perfect......" Zhang Yu was halfway comforted, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. There is only one day left before the Guqin Cultural Festival, and practice makes perfect, and the time is obviously not rushed.

Besides, I don't seem to have practiced much, so I can play it directly. You can't say that your talent is high......

Zhang Yu dared to answer and said: "Otherwise, you wipe away your tears now, concentrate your energy, and try again......"

"Hmm." Xiao Yueying nodded, brought a tissue, and wiped the tears on her face. However, there are still tear stains on his face.

Zhang Yu asked her to sit down behind the piano, and took her another glass of water, asking her to drink the water and calm down. After a pause, Zhang Yucai said, "It's almost time now, you can start practicing." ”

"Okay."

Xiao Yueying shook her spirits, put her hands on the strings, she stroked the strings and played.

I have to say that Xiao Yueying's posture when she plays the piano is not much stronger than Zhang Yu's posture. When I started playing, it was also the sound of the piano, like a heavenly sound.

After playing for a while, Xiao Yueying made the same mistake again, forcibly using Lingxi fingering on her fingers to connect, and accidentally went out of tune, "When ......"

"I ...... I was wrong again......" Xiao Yueying stopped, lowered her head, and said aggrievedly.

"This ......" Zhang Yu also frowned, if this continues, he doesn't know when he will be able to integrate the Lingxi fingering.

The day after tomorrow is the day of the competition, if this is still the case, when Xiao Yueying plays on stage, it will be a joke.

Sure enough, Xiao Yueying lowered her head and said, "Zhang Yu, what should I do...... I'm ...... now The whole thing is a bit confusing...... In case, in case of a game the day after tomorrow, I will be on stage...... That's, that's a shame ......."

"Woo woo woo ......"

Speaking of this, Xiao Yueying shed tears again.

"Don't worry, let me figure out a way......," Zhang Yu said.

Say it's a way, there may be some way.

Zhang Yu pondered, his head was big, and he didn't think of any good way.

After a while, a thought finally popped up in Zhang Yu's heart, he was able to learn Lingxi fingering so quickly, all thanks to the help of ghosts.

I just don't know, the ghost talent can help Xiao Yueying.

"You wait for me here, I'll go smoke a cigarette and ponder ......"

Zhang Yu didn't care whether Xiao Yueying agreed or not, so he walked out of the piano room, lit a cigarette, and went downstairs.

He could hear that Xiao Yueying didn't follow him, and in the living room downstairs, Zhang Yu said softly: "Ghost Cai, you come out." ”

"Brush!"

As soon as the white light flashed, the ghost appeared in front of Zhang Yu.

"You're trying me to help her." There was no need for Zhang Yu to speak, the ghost only said first.

"You deserve to be a ghost, what I think, you can guess directly." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"Other than that, I can't think of a reason why you suddenly called me out." The ghost said.

"Now that you know everything, what do you say...... Can you help her......" Zhang Yu said.

"Theoretically, she only needs to hold the ghost jade pendant. However, the ghost talent jade pendant should be regarded as a secret, and if it is known to others, it will not be very good......" the ghost talent said.

"I believe her!" Zhang Yu was straightforward.

"It's ......," the ghost nodded, "Her saved your life...... But there's one thing I need to remind you of......"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yu asked.

"A man's yang energy is relatively heavy, even if he uses the ghost talent jade pendant, he will not consume too much yang energy at one time and die. And for women, that's not accurate. The ghost said.

"But I have a parasol!" Zhang Yu said confidently.