"Brother Shouye has won the award, but looking at the current situation, you and I are not the most likely contenders, only by working together to remove those who get in the way is the time for you and me to play. Shi Chaoyi raised the teacup, "Replace wine with tea, and congratulate us on our success tonight." ”

"Good!good!good!" Yang Shouye also raised the teacup in his hand and drank it all, but he got carried away, but he didn't notice the contemptuous smile on Shi Chaoyi's face that had not been completely erased.

After drinking a cup, Yang Shouye was about to pour another tea for himself, only to hear the melodious sound of the piano sounding from downstairs.

"It seems that our guests have reached the first hurdle. Shi Chaoyi listened attentively, "Ye Xiaoxiang, who caused a sensation in the banquet of talented people, seems to have long been unable to suppress it, and took the lead in making a move, and the repertoire played is ......"

"Guangling San". ”

Yang Shouye didn't wait for Shi Chaoyi to tell the origin of the piano music, and he had already spoken first. Although he is arrogant and domineering, but the talent in the belly is the real material, closed his eyes and listened, has been the song "Guangling San" contained in the charm of all taste: "Guangling song, the description is the Warring States Period Nie Zheng assassinated the king of Han, this night Xiaoxiang played, although just after the 'take Han' paragraph, but has been Nie Zheng as an assassin tragic and heroic, which contains the 'Shi as a confidant' frankness, teaching the listener to have an inexplicable sympathy, a lonely piano, can actually hook up such a rich emotion, this night Xiaoxiang is a little capable. ”

Before long, the sound of the piano downstairs gradually stopped, and after a while, there was a roaring cheer.

Shi Chaoyi and Yang Shouye glanced at each other, and each saw the joy in each other's eyes: Ye Xiaoxiang's song "Guangling San", even if he can't win the first battle, it will definitely make that Feng Xiaoling have a headache, after all, the piano skills he has shown can compete with Wang Yueyao, who stands at the apex of Chang'an.

In the face of the versatile Wang Yueyao, the talented people in Chang'an are naturally inferior, but at this moment, they are facing a class of mountain travelers, how can they fail?

Before the joy on the faces of the two dissipated, the cheering on the first floor had stopped, and after a while, another piano sounded.

The sound of the piano was slow, and it did not show any advanced skills, and its melody was unheard of by the two, but the short beginning of the sentence made the two who were still happy suddenly become solemn. Just because it was just the beginning of a paragraph, a sad and lonely scene was reflected in front of them.

The night scene is lonely, the moon is in the sky, and a traveler is alone, walking on the lonely road. The cold wind swept through the room, blowing up the pathos cultivated by years of loneliness, as if the world was hot and cold, and it was impossible to leave half a trace on him......

Although Shi Chaoyi and Yang Shouye enjoy glory and wealth, fine clothes and jade food, they don't have much concept of sadness, but when they listen to this song, they have a kind of immersive emotion, and they stayed in the past for a while, and they couldn't extricate themselves for a long time.

At the end of the song, the tea is cool.

But it took a long time for the two to recover.

"Fang Cai's song is not composed by a famous artist, but only those grandmasters in the song can compose a tune with such charm......" After Shi Chaoyi came back to his senses, he gently drank the cold tea in the cup, and suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and instructed the entourage not far away: "Immediately go downstairs to inquire about the victory and defeat, as well as the origin of Fang Cai's song, in addition, pay close attention to the competition on each floor!"

When the entourage heard Shi Chaoyi's order, they didn't dare to delay more, and left immediately.

Yang Shouye asked: "After the song is finished, is there still suspense about winning or losing?"

"Nope. Shi Chaoyi's face gradually became gloomy, "To evaluate the level of the musician's realm, the skill is secondary, and the artistic conception is the most important thing." Although "Guangling San" is exquisite, we are also a little familiar with it after all, plus Ye Xiaoxiang's skills, it is not difficult to introduce us into the song; ”

Yang Shouye was even more puzzled: "In that case, why do you want to explore?"

After the gloom, Shi Chaoyi's face was already excited, and the war-like aura honed by military life had been revealed silently: "This song must be played by the Wind Howling Ridge, what I want to understand is a medium detail, so that I can know what level the other party is, and make my victory and defeat more brilliant." ”

After a while, Shi Chaoyi's entourage had already returned: "Just a song, Feng Xiaoling said that it was made by his years of travel and perception, so he did not name it; Ye Xiaoxiang was willing to admit defeat, and now Feng Xiaoling is playing against Wu Sanzi on the second floor. ”

"Wu Sanzi?Is it the chess master Wu Sanzi who is known as 'the third son leaves the hand to determine the winner'?" Shi Chaoyi groaned, "When you came up, did you find out about their game?"

"When the subordinates were only on the second floor, the two sides had already played dozens of games, and Wu Sanzi was being suppressed by Wind Howling Ridge. ”

"What?"

The unbelievable news entered Shi Chaoyi's ears without any mistakes, only to hear the sound of "Kala", and the teacup in Shi Chaoyi's hand was crushed by the uncontrollable strength of the cup for a while.

At this moment, the second floor of the stargazing building.

The game is coming to an end.

"Concession. ”

Tang Ling put down the white son in his hand, still maintaining the calm and breezy posture of the past, and Wu Sanzi, who was sitting opposite, looked at the irretrievable defeat on the chessboard and was depressed.

When a group of talented people saw Tang Ling stand up, they couldn't help but give way to the upper staircase, and those who were looking at him were all surprised.

First defeated Ye Xiaoxiang, and then defeated Wu Sanzi, and the two victories were so easy, as if they were done at will, this Wind Howling Ridge looks like it is just in its early twenties, how can it have such a profound attainment?

Wang Yueyao and Yun'er had been following closely behind Tang Ling, and when they saw Tang Ling get up and leave, they immediately followed. Yun'er's face showed surprise and pride that could not be expressed in words at this time: "Ling, it turns out that you are so talented, you can't see it." ”

When Tang Ling heard it, she pinched Yun'er's nose unceremoniously: "Isn't it strange?"

Slapping away the restless hand on her nose, Yun'er nodded desperately.

Tang Ling looked at Wang Yueyao again: "You think so too?"

Wang Yueyao also nodded in response, but compared to Yun'er, her movements seemed much more wooden, obviously, Tang Ling's two consecutive skills had opened her eyes.

Ye Xiaoxiang and Wu Sanzi, in terms of piano skills and chess skills, are already among the top talents in Chang'an, although they can beat them, but it is not easy to win so easily. What's more, regardless of Tang Ling's few clever moves when she was playing the game just now, she was amazed, just the nameless piano song at the beginning could make her immerse herself in it for a long time, and its rhyme can definitely be called a rare masterpiece.

"If you are like me, wandering in this world for countless years, you will naturally be able to accumulate to this realm. Tang Ling pinched Yun'er's nose again, and had already stepped on the steps leading to the third floor.

Yun'er grimaced at Tang Ling's back, and then followed.

"After wandering in this world for countless years, I found someone to accompany me, Brother Tang, you really amazed Yueyao. Unfortunately, Yueyao is not the person you found. ”

Looking at this slapstick pair, Wang Yueyao muttered to herself.