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www.xSHUOTXT.Com ()"The younger brother will sing 'Wangjiang sigh', I don't know what the eldest brother thinks?" said the coarse cloth young man apologetically.

"That's ...... Okay, let's get started!" The young man in brocade hesitated for a while, and finally could only nod helplessly. He can't change the competition system like this, and he can only resign himself to fate, I just hope that the skills of the people he cooperates with are not too far-fetched.

The young man in brocade raised his flute and played, and the young man in coarse cloth also played the erhu in the next moment, which was still a little difficult to blend at first, and the melody was slightly chaotic.

Gradually, both of them seemed to have found a breakthrough, and the flute played more and more skillfully and tacitly. The flute sound is melodious and slightly melancholy, and the erhu is sad but not losing the feeling.

In the music, the majestic momentum of the river and the faint sadness of the flowing water are almost seamlessly integrated, which makes people feel immersed.

As soon as the song was played, the applause also roared out to the audience, and there was a sensational momentum, which made the latter couples nervous for a while.

The sixty-year-old man stood up and glanced inquiringly at the masked girl and the middle-aged man surnamed Ni behind him. After the masked girl's head was lightly tapped, he was also full of joy, and did not hide his praise for the young man in brocade and the young man in coarse cloth.

The old man waved his hand to the two families behind him, and said with a rare smile on his face: "The two sons, please go to the inner hall for tea! ”

The sixty-year-old man watched the two young men leave, and said bluntly: "Time is pressing, and the little old man doesn't have to say anything, please draw the second number to start playing." ”

What follows is the cooperation between a flute and a chime. The person who competed turned out to be the young man surnamed Wu, who struck the chime in front of him with a slightly clumsy movement......

"Brother Shui Fan, it's so boring, these people's musical instruments are really not very good!" Ji Xiaoqian's pretty face under the ring showed a little disdain, and Gu Shuifan, who seemed to be impatient, pushed Gu Shuifan on his side and said dissatisfiedly: "Why hasn't it been Brother Yeyu's turn yet?"

"Brother Yeyu is the best, isn't it, you little girl......" Gu Shuifan couldn't hide his doting squeeze, pinched Ji Xiaoqian's delicate shortcomings, and said coldly.

"Brother Shuifan, be careful that Qian'er goes back to complain to Ling'er's sister-in-law. Hmph, Brother Night Rain is the best. Ji Xiaoqian's face turned her head unwillingly, as if she was angry.

"Okay, okay! If the eldest brother is wrong, it won't work, but the second brother will naturally not have a problem. I heard my aunt say that the second brother's piano skills could already be compared with her when he was nine years old and reached the realm of piano sound resonance, where is it difficult to get him in this kind of small competition, don't worry!" Gu Shuifan's heart jumped, and he looked at Ji Xiaoqian flatteringly, and he actually pleaded a little.

"Hehe, en!" Ji Xiaoqian nodded confidently, very useful.

Half an hour later, five of the six groups had passed, and there were only two groups that made the masked girl really nod.

"Okay, there is only one person in the sixth group, so I can only play the guqin alone, I don't know what Qiu Gongzi wants?" The sixty-year-old man raised his eyes and looked at Qiu Yeyu, looking a little interested.

"It's okay, Xiao Ke has no opinion. Qiu Yeyu didn't hide what he was thinking, and said.

The sixty-year-old man nodded lightly, as if with a sense of appreciation, and said, "Qiu Gongzi can start!"

Qiu Yeyu gently plucked the strings a few times, feeling the sympathy between the piano sounds, he nodded with satisfaction and said: "It's a good piano, a rare good piano!"

Qiu Yeyu closed his eyes slightly, stroked the strings with his ten fingers, and a melodious rhyme of "Youlan" rose. The sound of the piano is soft and elegant, as if the fragrance of orchids is overflowing, and people can't help but indulge in it, as if the fragrance of flowers is fragrant, and they feel refreshed.

The masked girl looked sideways at Qiu Yeyu as if she had a feeling, and she slowly closed her eyes, feeling the faint "fragrance" brought by the qin song.

At this time, Qiu Yeyu was also completely immersed in the world of his own creation. A sea of flowers appeared in front of him, and in the sea of flowers, an orchid grew in it, but it was submerged by the vast sea of flowers, like a drop in the ocean and inconspicuous.

However, the sea of flowers can't hide the unearthly temperament and faint fragrance of Youlan.

In the sea of flowers, two pale green butterflies flutter along the fragrance of the orchid, and the faint fluorescence flies down where they pass.

Two butterflies soared in the sea of flowers for a moment, and flew beside the orchid with satisfaction. Not for anything else, just for Youlan's unique temperament.

The beautiful sound of the piano slowly stopped, and the lingering fragrance of the orchid lingered for a long time.

The people present, whether they understand the rhythm of music or not, whether they have heard this song or not, whether they are born in their families, or whether they have lived in life, are all infected by this unworldly song. I suddenly felt fresh and comfortable, and I actually had a sense of detachment from the world.

Hearing this song, the sixty-year-old man sighed secretly. He looked back at the masked girl excitedly, and without waiting for the masked girl to nod in agreement, he said angrily: "I didn't expect Qiu Gongzi's state of mind to be so transcendent! The so-called song is the same life, the sound reflects the state of mind, and the little old man is very happy to be able to play such a piano music! Qiu Gongzi, please go to the inner hall to rest for a while, there will be a martial arts competition later." Please!"

"En!" Qiu Yeyu nodded lightly, he sat quietly in front of the piano platform, and after silently reflecting for a while, he said lightly: "Then there is an old man." ”

"Where does Childe dare to call the old slave like this...... Childe, please!" the sixty-year-old man waved lightly behind him, feeling gratified.

"Uncle Guan, slow down!" the masked girl's voice was as crisp and pleasant as a yellow warbler, and she gently called out with a flick of her light veil.

"Miss, this ...... What are your orders?" the sixty-year-old man was stunned, and turned to look back at the masked girl in confusion, thinking that his young lady would not let him pass.

"I wonder if Qiu Gongzi is willing to play a song with the little girl?" the masked girl said softly again, which made people feel infinitely useful.

"I don't know what song Miss wants to play together?" Qiu Yeyu blurted out without much hesitation.

"Since you don't know what to play, let's put aside all the musical restrictions. Let's each play the voice in our hearts according to what we think in our minds, how about it?" the masked girl lowered her head and thought for a moment, looked at Qiu Yeyu indifferently and said softly.

"Miss, your piano!" At this time, a family member carefully held a light and delicate lyre and handed it to the masked girl, and walked off the stage after respectfully bowing his hand.

The masked girl gently plucked the strings, looked up at Qiu Yeyu, and took the lead in playing with her ten fingers.

Qiu Yeyu raised his hands and put them on the strings, his eyes slightly closed, and he suddenly felt a warm current invading his heart, and he actually had a sense of familiarity. It was as if they had known each other many years ago, but he still couldn't understand the feeling.

Qiu Yeyu subconsciously closed his eyes again with the masked girl's piano sound, and his ten fingers involuntarily flicked between the strings, which was just right to blend into the masked girl's piano sound.

The masked girl occasionally heard the sound of the two or three pianos integrated into her own music, and she did not feel the slightest discomfort, but was a little inexplicably moved. She slowly raised her head, her eyes shining at Qiu Yeyu, as if an indescribable feeling was slowly growing.

Time passed slowly, and it seemed so long, and it seemed fleeting. In the gentle sound of the piano, Qiu Yeyu and the masked girl were both immersed in it, as if ten thousand years had passed in the blink of an eye, and it seemed to be soft and pure.

After the song was played, the masked girl and Qiu Yeyu were still immersed in the aftermath of the piano song.

Qiu Yeyu suddenly looked up at the masked girl excitedly, and there was a feeling of hating each other in his eyes.

The masked girl also involuntarily raised her eyes to look at Qiu Yeyu.

There seemed to be sparks flashing between the four eyes, and both of them couldn't help but wake up in shock.

Qiu Yeyu looked around as if he had woken up from a dream, and the other party seemed to know what had just happened. He stood up in a trance, and after being silent for a long time, he glanced back at the masked girl with a feeling, and suddenly became inexplicably excited again.

Gu Shuifan, who was under the ring, sighed secretly, shook his head silently and said to himself: "Second brother, this girl may be your bosom friend, congratulations." ”

"Brother Shui Fan, what kind of bosom friend? Brother Yeyu is fine, what's weird? Ji Xiaoqian pushed Gu Shuifan in confusion, and asked worriedly.