Ye Qingchen got up and walked to the guqin, his fingers gently stroked the strings, and a pleasant sound flowed out, cutting through the quiet night. In her previous life, it was not without reason that she was called a talented woman. Although he is not proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, he is also proficient in some in the end.

Sitting in front of the guqin, Ye Qingchen closed his eyes and meditated. The music played in the previous life flew through my mind, and finally settled on a tune.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Qingchen raised his hand to stroke the piano, and the sound of curling sound bloomed on his fingertips, floating in the night sky, swaying up with the night wind, and dispersing into the night.

Yun Qianye stood on the side, listening quietly. Under his eyes, there was a different kind of light. His mood changes with the sound of the piano. The mind rises and falls, and you enter a wonderful world.

At the end of the song, the aftermath dispersed into the spring breeze. Immersed in the artistic conception of this song, Yun Qianye couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

Ye Qingchen exhaled a breath of turbid air and stood up. The guqin, which I haven't played for a long time, doesn't have the slightest feeling of being handy. She looked at Yun Qianye and saw him standing there, his body straight, his face slightly drooping, his face hidden in the night, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

However, Ye Qingchen felt his complicated state of mind at the moment.

"I'm average on the piano, and I'm ugly. Ye Qingchen shrugged his shoulders and spoke. She listened to Yun Qianye's Xiao Sheng just now, and knew in her heart that his attainments in music theory were extremely profound, at least much stronger than her.

Yun Qianye turned his face sideways, looked at Ye Qingchen, shook his head slightly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "No, you played very well, it's just that some details haven't been handled well." After a pause, he added, "If you don't mind, I can teach you." ”

Ye Qingchen glared in surprise, he said that he wanted to teach her to play the piano?

Stunned for a moment, Ye Qingchen nodded, "The school has arranged courses during the day, can I come over again at night to ask for advice?" Someone offered to instruct him on his piano skills, and he was a beautiful man who was proficient in music theory, and she was very happy.

"Good. Yun Qianye nodded.

"Then I'll go back today. After Ye Qingchen said goodbye, he turned back the way he came.

On the second day, Ye Qingchen went out early. Today is the first day of class for this class of new students, and the dean will give the first class to the new students.

The small courtyard where Ye Qingchen lives is close to the back mountain, far away from the hustle and bustle, and it is relatively remote, and the road to the school classroom is winding, and it will take a while.

When you arrive at the central area of the school, you can see the figures of the disciples of the school everywhere.

"Look, Ye Qingchen... ”

"It's really her ... ”

"Is she here for class?"

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Walking in the crowd, Ye Qingchen almost quickly became the center of attention.

Many children of schools cast different eyes on Ye Qingchen. This new disciple of the academy, in this year's assessment, showed his peerless talent, fierce strength, and unparalleled elegance.

Of course, not everyone can appreciate this new top talent with a pure mind. The eyes of envy are mixed with rejection, and the words of admiration are not lacking in slander.

Ye Qingchen doesn't care much, it's just human nature.

"Ye Qingchen~" The beautiful voice is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, coming with the wind.