The fierce appearance of the wind and gentleness only lasted for a sentence, and then it slowly eased down, and returned to the weak and indifferent appearance at the beginning.

The crowd in the audience was also secretly frightened by this change of face, and they all sighed: "Sure enough, a woman turns her face faster than a book!"

But now the protagonist on the stage is also the young man, so the crowd is also focusing on the young man.

The young man on the stage took a deep breath and introduced himself loudly: "I am the wind is clear!

Yun Xi in the audience heard it and said secretly: "What about your concert?"

Feng Qingyang didn't say much, slowly sat cross-legged on the futon on the ground, his hands were empty, only to see a guqin appear in his hand, and then he saw him withdraw his hands, and this guqin actually floated in front of him.

The moment the guqin appeared, his expression also changed a little, and he was originally a little frivolous and impetuous, but he actually gave people a sense of peace and tranquility at this moment.

Yun Xi nodded slightly and praised: "A bit of artistic conception." ”

I saw that the hand of the wind Qingyang slowly moved, and the sound of the piano was as gentle and peaceful as a stream.

Immediately after, I saw his eyes slowly close at this moment.

The soft sound of the piano seemed to say something at this point.

At this moment, the sound of the piano, which had been like a stream, suddenly changed and became even slower.

But everyone could hear that the sound of the piano was as difficult to move as if the stream had encountered an obstacle.

Yun Xi also closed his eyes slightly at this time and appreciated it.

He could clearly feel the hint of longing in the suddenly slowing sound of the piano.

He secretly said in his heart: "It's a disciple of the family who hasn't been beaten again!"

It is said that playing the piano is like playing the heart, and the sound of the piano comes out of the heart, so why not use the sound of the piano to tell his inner thoughts.

The sound of the piano came out, telling the longing of a young man's heart.

Immediately afterward, I heard a slow sound that suddenly became urgent.

The wind-swept hands danced swiftly on the strings, and the sudden change made everyone feel like they were on top of a high mountain.

They were all cultivators, and they were naturally able to feel something that mortals couldn't feel.

Yun Xi could hear that although the rhythm had changed, that desire had not changed at all, but had become more intense.

The meaning of the sound of the piano goes straight to the top of the clouds, as if telling the lofty aspirations of a teenager.

The piece lasted for a while, and then stopped.

And the wind didn't move after the song, and slowly closed his eyes as if he was feeling something.

But in fact...

"Where's the applause? I'm so embarrassed without applause..."

It's not that he doesn't want to open his eyes, but he's afraid that he's suddenly embarrassed.

The crowd was not so stingy with applause, but most of them were savoring the artistic conception just now.

Everyone's heart seems to recall their dreams from their youth.

But unfortunately, the reality is cruel, and the dream has finally come to naught.

Those who appreciate the beauty of this song can't help but sigh for themselves.

It's not that they haven't worked hard for their dreams, but sometimes what you do is not proportional to the rewards you get, and in the end it is difficult to persist and choose to give up, which may be the reality.

"Smack. ”

"Bang bang. ”

Yun Xi did not hesitate to offer his applause, after all, people with dreams should be respected no matter whether this song is good or not.

With his beginning, the crowd around him who were deep in thought also reacted.

Bursts of "whooshing" applause continued to ring.

Feng Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, he was a little skeptical just now if there was something big wrong with his piano skills.

I saw that he slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was to cast a smile on Yun Xi, after all, this was also the latter to relieve him.

Yun Xi smiled and nodded.

And Feng Qingrou, who was behind Feng Qingyang, started from the moment Yun Xi applauded, and he looked at the latter slightly.

The inexplicable feeling brought to her by a woman's sixth sense spread in her heart, which also made her remember Yun Xi in her heart.

And her second glance fell on Mo Yan beside Yun Xi.

At this time, she seemed to feel something in the latter's body, but she didn't know what it was, and she couldn't help frowning.

Yun Xi naturally felt her gaze, and his heart was also tight, and he said secretly: "It shouldn't be so public." ”

He came to Penglai this time, and he also planned to seek stability at the beginning and find out the good news first.

But the clear sound of the piano made him can't help but encourage him, so he inadvertently seemed a little flamboyant.

He breathed a sigh of relief after a moment when Feng Qing's eyes moved away from them

It was also at this time that some thoughts were born in my heart.

Feng Qingyang also stood up at this time, put away the guqin, arched his hand to the onlookers, and smiled: "It's not bad, right?!"

The crowd in the audience looked at each other and was speechless for a while.

How could anyone ask so bluntly just after the performance?

Feng Qingrou behind him slowly stood up and came to his side and said softly, "It's not bad." ”

After hearing his sister's words of praise, he was also excited in his heart and wanted to speak.

I only heard the wind and said lightly: "Usually practice more piano, practice more for a while, don't think about these things all day long." ”

As soon as these words came out, Defeng Qingyang was instantly embarrassed.

Bitter face and muttered weakly: "Sister, don't I want to lose face?!" Feng Qingrou glanced at him lightly, turned around and returned to his seat and sat down ignoring him.

This also made Feng Qingyang even more embarrassing.

At this time, Feng Nanshou walked out to relieve his young master, and said loudly: "Qu Ba only pay attention, the fairy sound has ended, I don't know who wants to fight on stage!"

There was a commotion among the crowd in the audience, as if admiring the clear piano road.

With the beginning of the clear wind, many teenagers or people of all ages volunteered to run on stage to have a discussion.

However, although these people's piano skills are good, they are still a step worse than Feng Qingyang in everyone's senses.

However, it is also normal, almost everyone present is from Windy City, and they are all side families of the Wind Clan.

Naturally, these families don't grant the Qin Dao since they were young like the Wind Clan, so it's normal that they can't compare to it.

After seven or eight young boys and girls finished fighting, they didn't even compare the wind to Qingyang.

This also made the latter can't help but secretly get complacent.

And at this moment, a man slowly walked out and said with a smile: "Brother, can I let my brother guide you?"

When Feng Qingyang heard this, he looked over and looked at a man wearing the same style of robe.

Feng Qingyang pursed his lips and said, "Whatever." ”

The man smiled and jumped onto the stage, and with a wave of his hand, a guqin also appeared in his hand.

He arched his hand at the onlookers and smiled: "It's cool in the wind, and I'm ugly here!"

I saw him turn his head slightly and look at Feng Qingrou, then turned his head and smiled: "This song is the meaning of my heart for many years, and today is the first time it has been released." ”

After that, I saw him sitting cross-legged on the ground and plucking the strings slightly.

The sound of the piano is soothing and gentle, like a man pouring out his love to a woman.

That kind of visible but unobtainable, falling flowers deliberately flowing ruthlessly artistic conception emerges in everyone's hearts.

Everyone has something in their hearts, after all, there will always be such a person in a person's life who can't love.

The cool wind and the meaning of the bounce all hit the softest place in the heart.

Coupled with his penanced piano skills over the years, every transposition is just right, and every time it goes from slow to sick, it tugs at the heartstrings.

Perhaps this is one of his strengths over the wind: experience.