Chang'an City, Miaoyin Fang.

In the eyes of all the people, everyone's eyes were fixed on the pretty woman on the platform at this moment, dressed in red and covered with a red silk scarf, and between the fluctuations of her hands, there was a curling piano sound spread like water, pouring into people's minds and hearts.

The sound of the piano seems to reveal a magical power, like a heavenly sound, rippling in people's hearts with a small boat, as if it is about to carry the most important person in everyone's mind to return, and like a breeze, with a faint fragrance, urging everyone to travel in a certain direction, looking for the lost beauty in life.

At that moment, almost all of them were immersed in the beauty of the sound of the piano at the same moment, as if they were about to start a selfless sleep, making everyone reluctant to wake up.

The whole Miaoyin Fang began to become silent, and even the breathing disappeared, as if the people in the building were all still, no one moved, no noise, and no one breathed.

Of course, not everyone was intoxicated, at least the people who played the piano were still plucking the strings and continuing to dedicate the sound of the piano to the spectators in the workshop.

Of course, in addition, there is another person who did not get intoxicated, and he did not get drunk from beginning to end, yes, that person is Qinghua.

It's not that the music is not beautiful enough, nor that the piano skills are not good enough, but because Qinghua heard this piece not long ago, and the people who played it at that time had superb piano skills than the current people, and the goodness of the tune was far from comparable to the current tune.

If he had to say it, then the song played by Red Lotus at this moment was only a part of what he heard at the time, and Qinghua could quickly know that this was only a part because the beginning of the song he heard at that time was definitely not what it is now.

If I have to say, then the music played by Red Lotus at this moment is still slightly different from the song he heard at that time, although those differences are not obvious, but they do exist, and he is really impressed by the song at that time.

Yes, Qinghua heard it not long ago, it was in the dream of that night, in the dream full of begonia petals, in the attic that could not be seen clearly in the dream, the woman in white and light gauze in the attic was a little beautiful, and it was this "Phoenix Introduction" that she was playing at that time, no, it should be that this "Phoenix Introduction" is just a part of the song played by that woman.

However, in addition to these, the reason why Qinghua was not immersed in the song was that from the moment Red Lotus appeared, his eyes were always on Red Lotus. That's not right, to be more precise, his attention has always been on the red jade guqin in Honglian's hand.

The body of the ruby guqin is not really made of red jade, but made of the finest yellow rosewood, and the reason why it is named red jade is because in the center of the body, there is a piece of red ancient jade that I don't know how many years old. The ancient jade and the body of the piano are perfectly combined in one place, as if they have grown in the body, and they are tightly fitted, and there is no trace of gap.

No one knows what era the red jade guqin was made, but it has only been five years since the red jade guqin fell into the hands of the current red lotus.

The reason why Qinghua must come to this wonderful sound workshop, in addition to curiosity, more importantly, he always feels that he will encounter something very important to him.

Now, when he saw the red jade guqin in front of him, he knew that the feeling came from this guqin, and more precisely, what that feeling pointed to was the red jade inlaid on the red jade guqin. He hadn't figured out why, but that feeling couldn't be wrong.

It's just that on an occasion like this moment, how could he let him take a good look at the red jade guqin up close? Not to mention that the red lotus is playing, even in normal times, with the invaluable value of the red jade guqin, I am afraid that he will not be allowed to let a stranger take a look.

However, Qinghua smiled slightly, and thought of a way: since it was inconvenient for him to ask for it, he could only take the initiative to let Honglian bring the piano to show him.

Looking at the three people in the room who were still drunk with the sound of the piano, Qinghua picked a leaf from the bonsai around the room, wiped it clean, sat back at the table, and put the leaf a few times, put it in his mouth and played it gently.

"Poof......

Because it was the first time, Qinghua didn't blow any notes, but made a sound as if he didn't hold back his laughter, but it didn't matter, he started to try again.

Qinghua didn't care about herself, but she woke up the three people in the same room from the intoxication of the piano sound.

Looking at Qinghua's appearance, Han Yunuo pouted and underestimated, as for what he said, no one could hear it, but it would definitely not be a good word.

Feng You also looked at Qinghua, not understanding what Qinghua was doing, Ye Qinghan also looked at Qinghua, because of the illusion of true incense, she could also see what Qinghua was doing, and she also didn't say anything.

Ye Qinghan looked at the platform again, and there was inevitably some regret in his heart, the song was already halfway through, but there was no one else on the platform except for Honglian, and there was nothing else. The sound of "Phoenix Introduction" continues to spread, but how easy is it to attract the phoenix to appear?

The rest of the people were still immersed in the curling sound of the piano, but the heart of the red lotus who played the piano was not so calm. Just as Ye Qinghan thought, if you want to attract a phoenix, how can it be easy? After so many years of the Phoenix Festival, it has never attracted a phoenix again.

As time passed, the more anxious Honglian's heart became, and the sweat in her palms became more and more, I don't know if it was caused by fatigue or anxiety?

Ten years of hard work, will it still be in vain after all?

What went wrong?

For a person who is close to the peak of his piano skills, not being able to prove himself is probably the most painful thing.

Honglian's heart couldn't help but sigh, probably because she was too obsessed.

However, just after the sigh in Honglian's heart, it seemed that someone heard her sigh, and then there was a sound outside of a musical instrument, like a piccolo sound, and like a burst of Changxiao, revealing a trace of strangeness, and as if everything was as it should be, it was just such a strange sound, which actually coincided with the sound of the piano she played.

The score of "Phoenix Introduction" is only available in Miaoyin Workshop, and the song of "Phoenix Introduction" is extremely difficult, and there are absolutely very few people who can play it.

Honglian really can't think of who this person is?

What made Honglian even more strange was that when her piano sound coincided with the man's peculiar voice, it was not the two of them playing together, but the person who was guiding her to play. There seemed to be a magic in that sound, that is, she unconsciously let herself play along with that kind of guidance, and she obviously felt that after receiving this kind of guidance, the song "Phoenix Introduction" became smoother and more perfect.

This discovery made Honglian frightened, but more excited, as if she had found a water source in the desert, so she began to play even harder.

"Qiang-"

It's just that the time of Baixia has just passed, and a roar came from afar, and the voice was a little cheerful, and a little joyful,

At this moment, Honglian smiled, smiling very happily, like a child who had received his favorite candy, and her heart was very satisfied.

The phoenix is coming.