Don't you deserve to be called mountains and flowing water?

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar!

They all saw Zhou Jian's skills when they were in college, Zhou Jian once won the national championship of guqin with this song, if he is not worthy, I am afraid that no one in this world is worthy.

"Who is this person, so arrogant?"

"A kid who doesn't even understand music theory is unworthy to tell Young Master Zhou here?"

"Yes, yes, just now Young Master Zhou said that he didn't dare to compete with him, and now he says that Young Master Zhou is not worthy, this person is a scoundrel. ”

He just couldn't afford to lose, and when he saw that Young Master Zhou played better than him, he couldn't hold it on his face, so he said that. ”

"I don't have any real talent, I still learn to pretend to be forced, I'm just afraid that I will be hit in the face. ”

Zhou Jian suddenly seemed to have a boulder pressed in his heart, and the raging anger burned in his heart, he shook hands with him, he didn't hold it, he invited him to compete with him, and now he turned around and said that he was not worthy.

Without giving himself face like this, even in front of Ye Wushuang, he couldn't bear this evil breath.

Zhou Jian stood up, looked at Li Mufeng angrily and said, "You say I'm not worthy, I want to ask, why am I not worthy?"

Although Li Mufeng is an immortal, for music theory, it is not up to whoever has high skill to say it.

Just like back then, he was just a cultivator, and Emperor Wanguqin was a great power in the world, but they were able to harmonize and sympathize with each other, and finally became friends of gentlemen.

Therefore, there is no level of strength in music theory, only the difference in realm.

"First, you are a mountain and a flowing river, thirty-two out of forty-eight strings are wrong, breaking, supporting, wiping, picking, hooking, picking, beating, and picking none of them are on the point, regardless of the rules, and play indiscriminately!"

"Second, playing the piano pays attention to the state of mind, and the sound of the piano reveals the voice of the heart. The sound of your piano is chaotic, and there is a resentment everywhere, how can you play this piece well?"

"Thirdly, and most importantly, you don't understand this piece at all, this piece is supposed to show the sympathy between friends, but what comes out of your hand is a courtship song full of desire, you say, do you deserve to play this song?"

When Li Mufeng said this, everyone was a little surprised.

Although everyone doesn't understand the tune, but after recalling it carefully, this tune is really a bit like what Li Mufeng said.

Li Mufeng was in the immortal world back then, not only with his strength, but also because his talent was one of the reasons why many people were impressed.

Whether it is piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Li Mufeng is proficient in everything, and he has high attainments.

That's why at that time, so many fairies liked him.

Zhou Jian was said by Li Mufeng, and the face on his face immediately couldn't be hung up, he was indeed not very skilled in this song, but it would never be so unbearable.

Hearing Li Mufeng say this, he immediately couldn't help it, and immediately burst into anger: "You say I'm not worthy?

Li Mufeng looked at Zhou Jian lightly, and said without sadness or joy: "I don't have this state of mind at this time, and I am also unworthy." ”

As soon as these words came out, the people in the audience immediately burst into laughter.

"Look, let's shoot yourself in the foot!"

"If you don't have the strength, you still pretend to be forced and ask for your own hardship!"

"This is the eye is high, the strength is not good, and I have to forcibly slap my face. ”

Seeing that Li Mufeng was not angry, he slowly walked up to the stage, and then sat down in front of the guqin.

He was chic and elegant, leisurely, and his hand slowly stroked the strings, "The mood at this moment is just right for this guqin chant!"

Guqin Yin is also known as Acacia Song.

A song is full of lovesickness, and half a pot of liver and intestines is broken!

Thinking of the search for Xu Ruoqing in the past thousand years, lovesickness continues to be born.

A thousand years of longing all burst out at this moment.

Suddenly, the beautiful sound of the piano sounded instantly, and the chapters of the beautiful music, like flowing water, converged into a beautiful piece of music in an instant.

Everyone was shocked, what kind of music is this, and why is it so good? In an instant, Li Mufeng attracted all the attention.

I saw him immersed in the music, his fingertips were flowing on the strings, his eyes closed, and the whole person was completely immersed.

The song goes from fast to slow, then stops slightly, beats intermittently three times, and then stops again. It seems that the crowd of people who are noisy at night is gradually dispersing. The lights went out one by one. The sound of the piano sounded again, and it was gentle and beautiful, like the slow breathing of the sleeping people.

Everyone was attracted by this beautiful music, and the audience fell silent for a moment, and there was no more noise.

The tone is slightly higher, as if a night breeze is blowing on the flat ground. The music floats, and it is the night breeze blowing the willows, and the willow branches are spreading out the delicate dance. It is the night breeze blowing towards the rice fields, and the undulating waves of the rice paddies.

The music lingers, and it is the whisper of the night breeze passing through the bamboo forest and the light bamboo leaves. It is the night wind sweeping towards the lake, the shy ripples of the lake, the sound of the piano beginning to melodious, and it is the moon that slowly walks in the sky. The wind seemed to stop, and the night breeze stared quietly at the beautiful bright moon.

The music became rapid in vain, like the irrepressible heartbeat of the night wind. Bang bang. For a moment, it was the night wind that swirled upwards and rushed towards the bright moon. There was a hint of sluggishness in the smooth music, but it was the mountain peak that blocked the way.

The music rose over the mountain, and then the music gave birth to a trace of stumbling, it was the sentimental Yun'er, the night wind became impatient, resolutely broke free from the embrace of the clouds, and still ran towards the bright moon.

The pitch rises and rises again until there is a pause of one second after the highest note. Suddenly, in an instant. But it was the wind whose life passed away, and when all its strength was exhausted, it fell to the earth.

A thousand years of thoughts, a thousand years of thoughts, as if this moment into people's hearts.

Boom!

The wind disappeared, the world calmed down, the moon slowly receded, and the sun took over the entire sky.

In the end, the music screamed mournfully, like a cry, as if it were a mist in the sky, a teardrop from the grass.

Bell –

With a loud bang, the music ended, and everyone woke up from their immersion.

At this time, no matter who it was, there was silence in the audience, and many people had tears of sadness in their eyes.

Ye Wushuang had tears in the corners of her eyes, she was already deeply immersed in the music, unable to extricate herself.

Seeing her looking at this man affectionately, she suddenly had a feeling as if she had known him thousands of years ago.

Li Mufeng also raised his head, and the eyes of the two were intertwined.

"You're coming to me?" Ye Wushuang burst into tears, she didn't know why she would say this.

It seems that the ghost in the heart makes the gods send a tendency, as if it is a memory that has been sealed in the depths of the soul for thousands of years.

But Li Mufeng knew that he saw the figure of another person in Ye Wushuang's eyes, and Li Mufeng looked at the figure affectionately,

"I've finally seen you again, Ruoqing. ”

Raise a glass of water down

Snowflakes scattered all over the sky

Brush through time

I have been circulating for thousands of years

Just to meet you in the long river of time

Fight against the day

Regardless of joy or sorrow

Wait for the south wind to cross

Fold three or two peach blossoms

You're alone

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