Just looking at his figure, Tao Le felt a little familiar, and when he looked at his eyebrows and eyes carefully, he was even more determined.

This mysterious man with a very high appearance and a very stylish appearance is actually the man with a poisonous tongue in the mask in the previous operating space.

It's just that this time, he didn't take a scalpel and switched to teaching guqin.

The man in the ancient style mask ignored her, and played a song by himself, which immediately made Tao Le's eyes shine brightly.

Even if she is a layman, no longer understands the guqin, and does not have many musical cells, but this song is so beautiful that she is immersed in it unconsciously.

The rivers and mountains are picturesque, the golden iron horse, the prosperous times, the sun and the moon change, the stars are splendid, and the years are not old.

Tao Le involuntarily entered the realm of music by the sound of the piano and understood the charm of the master.

At the end of the song, the man in the ancient mask slowly got up and gave up his seat to her.

How happy you are when you enjoy the music, and how painful you are when you practice the piano.

Tao Le struggled in the sea of bitterness for an unknown amount of time, until he decided to give up completely rotten, but unexpectedly reached the ethereal artistic conception of hard work.

"Not as good as it could be." The man finally commented: "But those people outside the fog should be enough." ”

In the eyes of everyone, Tao Le just paused and walked towards the stage.

"Xiao Tao, are you okay?" Xie Baoshu looked at Tao Le with a complicated expression. This little Tao, why is there nothing that can't be done, lining Brother Xie and I are as stupid as a pig?

Zou Yao was equally surprised: "Lele, do you know how to play the guqin?" ”

Tao Le did not answer. She had already stood in front of the guqin, and reached out to test the strings.

The sound of the empty strings is loud and rich, as grand as a bronze bell; The overtones are transparent like beads, rich and colorful; The treble is light and crisp, like a bell in the wind; The midrange is bright and sonorous, like striking a jade chime.

Sure enough, it's a good piano. But it is much inferior to the Mo Yuqin in the space just now.

Tao Le sat down, calmed down, his eyes widened slightly, and then when he opened it, the whole person immediately gave people a different feeling.

If she was ordinary before, she has an elegant and elegant charm at this time.

This kind of charm comes from the heart of the pianist, and it cannot be changed by long-term practice.

It's just this kind of change that immediately made the owner of the piano Dai Li, and his expression became serious.

Tao Le pressed his hands on the piano, plucked the strings with his hands, elegant and calm, and the sound of the piano was far away.

Most of the onlookers, who had not thought of her before, had paid no attention to her, and were just going about their own business, but now they all gradually stopped, completely fascinated by the sound.

Tao music drum and qin, at the beginning, it is full of joy, E'exi, such as the distant mountains and green daisies, the empty valley flowing sound, and such as the Kunpeng spreading its wings, soaring for nine days.

To the middle of the piano song, the voice turned urgent, bringing everyone into the iron horse Jinge, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the heart boiled with the blood, and then turned into sorrow and unwillingness.

The music doesn't end there. Gradually, in the desperate situation, a little bit of fire was born, illuminating hope and triggering vitality.

It wasn't until the sound of the piano stopped for a long time that everyone woke up like a dream.

"I only found out today that there is really such a thing as a lingering sound for three days!" A woman said with emotion.

"I didn't expect to meet a Chinese music master at a small birthday party!" Another exclaimed.

No one doubts this assessment. How can you not be a master and play such a moving piece of music that makes so many people fall into a state of intoxication at the same time?

Compared with others, Dai Li, who has practiced the guqin for many years, has more insights and is more shocked.

As soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, he knew if there was one. In his eyes, Tao Le's skills were no worse than those of his teacher.

And the artistic conception expressed in the sound of the piano seems to be even more clever than his teacher.

Dai Li's teacher, Ji Qingyin, graduated from the Huaguo National Conservatory of Music with a major in guqin, and then worked diligently to gain a new understanding of the guqin, and has become a well-known performance master in the Chinese guqin industry.

To be taught by such a Master is a blessing for Dai Li. But now he vaguely feels that this mediocre-looking woman who has never heard of her can be comparable to the teacher, or even better.

This woman, even if she is younger than Master Ji, must be a famous person.

By this time, he had simply forgotten why this woman had come to power just now, and a question was swirling in his whole mind.

The piece she played was unheard of before, but it was simple and majestic, generous, and could not be a nameless work.

"This gentleman." Dai Li dressed up, solemnly bowed, and then asked: "May I ask what is the name of this song?" ”

Tao Le got up, smiled indifferently, and replied: "The title of the song is "River Hejaz". ”

"River Hejaz"? Led by Dai Li, everyone present looked at each other, and none of them had heard of this song.

But in this era, it doesn't matter if you don't understand it, you can find it directly on the Internet.

It's a pity that there is no music of the same name on the Internet at all, which disappoints everyone.

"Sir, dare to ask who created this song "River Hejaz", and what is the origin?" He asked again.

Dai Li's respectful attitude surprised all the musicians present, especially Zou Ming.

Although Dai Li is her classmate and has participated in their music group because of her hobby, she has always known his family background.

Daijia Holdings is the largest PTA manufacturer in the five southwest provinces, and also has a considerable voice in the domestic PTA industry.

Even if Dai Li is the youngest son of the Dai family, he is naturally addicted to classical music, but no one will underestimate him because of this.

With such a net worth background, if you want to play music, you can naturally afford to hire the best teacher and use a good piano.

Therefore, Dai Liqi is actually quite arrogant, and ordinary people will not take it in their eyes at all.

She is with the music group, each expressing her nature, and does not deliberately cater to him, but also compliments him and introduces them as confidants.

But for others, especially his peers who play the guqin, Dai Li mostly scoffs.

Standing on the shoulders of Master Ji Qingyin, he already has the capital to kill his peers in seconds.

But just now, he called this plain-looking woman "sir".

This sentence is equivalent to raising this woman to the same status as Master Ji Qingyin.

Of course, she had to admit that the music just now was really wonderful, and even a person like her who was trying to find fault couldn't help but be infected and immersed in it.

But even so, it won't hold her up so high, is this what you want to do with Master Ji Qingyin?

This time, Tao Le did not answer. She smiled faintly and looked at Zou Ming: "Is this song passed?" ”

Before Zou Ying could speak, a gossiping voice sounded in the audience: "Pass, naturally pass." ”

"If you can play such a tune, you must be a person of temperament, welcome to join our pure * orchestra!"

"Must pass with perfect marks! Can the qin song just now be adapted into a guzheng song? I love it so much! ”

Zou Ying was a little helpless. She could naturally object against her will, but what's the use? In addition to her, the other ten group members present all voted for the vote, which will only set off her small belly.

But if it is passed, she has to fulfill the agreement, so how to explain her grandfather's affairs?

In just a few seconds, Zou Ying felt that half of his brain cells were dead.

(End of chapter)