Chapter 1101 A Song of Lovesickness!

Doesn't deserve to be called a mountain and flowing water?

As soon as this remark came out, everyone went into an uproar!

They all saw Zhou Jian's ability when they were in college. Zhou Jian once won the national guqin championship with this piece. 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 he not worthy of talking to Master Zhou here?"

"Yes, yes, just now Young Master Zhou said that he would not dare to compete with him, but now he says that Young Master Zhou is not worthy, this man is such a rascal."

"He just couldn't afford to lose. He said that because he saw that Young Master Zhou played better than him, and he couldn't hold back his face."

"I don't have any real talent, but I'm just pretending to be aggressive, I'm afraid I'm slapping myself in the face."

Zhou Jian suddenly seemed to have a huge stone pressing down on his heart, and raging anger burned in his heart. He shook hands with him but refused to shake hands, invited him to compete with him, and now he turned around and said that he was not worthy.

He didn't give himself face like this, even in front of Lin Qianxue, he couldn't bear the bad breath.

Zhou Jian stood up, glared at Xiao Jue and said, "You say I'm not worthy, but I want to ask, why am I not worthy?"

Although Xiao Jue is the king of gods, in terms of music theory, it doesn't mean whoever has the highest skill has the final say.

Just like back then, he was just a practitioner, and Emperor Wan Guqin was a great power in the world, but they could sing in harmony, cherish each other, and finally became friends of gentlemen.

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

"First, you are a high mountain and flowing water. Of the forty-eight strings, thirty-two of them are wrong, and none of them are right in breaking, holding, wiping, picking, hooking, ticking, hitting, and picking. You don't care about the rules, just play randomly!"

"Secondly, playing the piano pays attention to the state of mind, and the sound of the piano expresses the voice of the heart. Your piano sound is messy, and there is a sense of resentment everywhere. How can you play this piece well?"

"The third and most important point is that you don't understand this piece of music at all. This piece of music is supposed to express the sympathy between friends, but when it pops out of your hands, it is a courtship song full of desire. You say , do you play this piece?"

When Xiao Jue said this, everyone was a little surprised.

Although everyone didn't understand the tune, but after careful recollection, the tune was indeed a bit like what Xiao Jue said.

Xiao Jue's ability to roam the fairy world back then was not only based on his strength, but also one of the reasons why many people were impressed by his talent.

No matter it is piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Xiao Jue is proficient in everything, and has high attainments.

That's why so many fairies fell in love with him at that time.

When Zhou Jian was told by Xiao Jue, his face immediately lost face. It is true that he is not very proficient in this piece of music, but it will never be so unbearable.

Hearing what Xiao Jue said, he couldn't help it immediately, and immediately burst into a rage: "You say I'm not worthy? Then are you worthy?"

Xiao Jue looked at Zhou Jian indifferently, and said without sadness or joy: "I don't have such a state of mind at this time, and I am also unworthy."

As soon as this remark came out, the people in the audience burst into laughter.

"Look, let's lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot!"

"If you don't have the strength to pretend to be aggressive, ask for trouble!"

"That's how you have high eyes and low hands, and your own strength is not very good, so you have to forcefully slap your face."

I saw that Xiao Jue was not angry, he walked onto the stage slowly, and then sat down in front of Guqin.

He is chic and elegant, leisurely and contented, slowly stroking the strings with his hands, "The state of mind at this moment is just right for this guqin song!"

Guqin Yin is also known as Acacia.

A song full of lovesickness, half a pot of heart broken!

Thinking of all the things I have been searching for Xiaoxue in the past thousand years, the feeling of lovesickness has been continuously bred.

A thousand years of longing burst out at this moment.

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

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

I saw that he was intoxicated in the music, his fingertips were running on the strings, his eyes were closed, and his whole body was completely immersed in it.

The tune went from fast to slow, then stopped for a while, played three times intermittently, and then stopped again. It seems that the noisy crowd at night gradually dispersed. The lights went out one by one. The piano sounded again, soft and beautiful, like the slow breathing of the sleeping people.

Everyone was attracted by the wonderful music, and the audience fell silent instantly, and there was no more noisy sound.

The tune of the music is slightly higher, as if a night wind is blowing on the ground. The music is floating, it is the night wind blowing the willows, and the willow branches unfold the charming dance. It is the night wind blowing towards the rice fields, and the waves of rice rolling.

The lingering music is the light whisper of the night wind passing through the bamboo forest. It was the night wind blowing towards the lake, the shy ripples of the lake, the melodious sound of the zither, and the moon slowly walking in the sky. The sound of the wind seemed to stop, and the night wind quietly stared at the beautiful moon.

The music suddenly became rapid, like Night Breeze's uncontrollable heartbeat. Bang bang. For a moment, it was the night wind circling up, rushing towards the bright moon. There was a slight sluggishness in the smooth music, but it was the mountain that blocked the way.

Leyin climbed up and passed the high mountain, and then Leyin gave birth to a trace of entanglement, it was the sentimental Yun'er, Night Breeze became impatient, broke away from Yun'er's embrace resolutely, and still ran towards the bright moon.

The tone rises and rises again until it reaches the highest tone and then pauses for one second. All of a sudden. It was the wind that lost its life, was exhausted, and fell to the earth.

Thousands of thoughts, thousands of thoughts, seem to flow into people's hearts at this moment.

Boom!

The sound of the wind disappears, the world returns to calm, the moon slowly recedes, and the sun dominates the entire sky arrogantly.

In the end, Leyin screamed, complaining like weeping, like the mist rising from the sky, or the teardrops shed by the grass.

clang--

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

At this time, everyone in the audience fell silent, and many people had tears of sadness in their eyes.

The corners of Lin Qianxue's eyes were filled with tears, she had been deeply immersed in the music and couldn't extricate herself.

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

Xiao Jue also looked up, and the eyes of the two intertwined.

"You came to see me?" Lin Qianxue was crying, she didn't know why she said this.

It seems that there are ghosts and gods in the depths of the heart, and it seems that it is the memory that has been sealed for thousands of years and burned deep in the soul.

But Xiao Jue knew that he saw another figure in Lin Qianxue's eyes, Xiao Jue looked at that figure affectionately,

"I finally saw you again, Xiaoxue."

At sea, a smuggled oil tanker slowly approached.

"Boss, just ahead, if people find us, they will definitely not let us go easily." A black bald man said.

"Don't worry, I've cleared everything up." Hank said lightly, smoking a cigar.

"Are we going to ship so many of them? I don't know who is going to buy so many." Another black man asked.

"Why do we care so much, we just don't care if we can't sell it! Let them fight their own people, wouldn't we make a lot of money!" Hank said conceitedly.

"Yes, Boss, we have made money and consumed their strength, and in the end it's not Boss who just reaps the benefits."

"Hahaha...that group of stupid people, let them kill each other!"

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Everyone stared at Xiao Jue obsessively, unable to extricate themselves from the music that penetrated into the soul for a long time.

A song of lovesickness, a thousand years of love.

Although they haven't experienced a thousand years of love, who doesn't have such a little bit of history in the world?

Almost everyone was moved by this wonderful music.

And Zhou Jian's face was so dark that it was almost watery.

Anyone who has never studied music theory can hear how good this piece is, and he certainly can.

But the more he understood, the more depressed he felt.

Because in terms of music, Xiao Jue is a real master.

With my little ability, it's hard to get into the elegant hall even if I play a big knife in front of Guan Gong's door and use an axe in front of the door!

Xiao Jue's lovesickness made him lose face.

The resentment in my heart did not decrease at all, but increased a lot.

In order to save face, he forced a smile and praised: "Mr. Xiao's Guqin chant is really good, I admire it."

Xiao Jue got up slowly and came to Lin Qianxue's side, without saying a word.

"Hahaha...Music is not about itself, but about the people who taste music. If there is a distinction between high and low, wouldn't it pollute the music?" Zhou Jian pretended to laugh.

Xiao Jue chuckled, but did not speak.

Everyone also looked at Zhou Jian, admiring his shameless skills.

"Mr. can come to my tanker to play and make my little tanker shine. I don't know where is Mr.?" Zhou Jian asked.

"Playing is not counted, I am just afraid that Xiaoxue will be too lonely, so I just come to accompany her." Xiao Jue said lightly.

When Xiao Jue said this, Zhou Jian's face turned dark again.

Hearing Zhou Jian's question, the people below were also very curious.

"Xiyan, you are very close to Xiaoxue, do you know where this person works?"

Gu Xiyan said in a daze: "He...he doesn't seem to have a job."

"So there's no job! I thought it was a kid from a rich family."

"It's just a Wen Qing who can talk big, has no skills at all, so what if he is proficient in everything?"

"Yes, yes, I'll just say it, at first glance, it looks like the little boy who was raised by Star Lin."

From the looks of it, the relationship between Lin Qianxue and Xiao Jue is extraordinary, I'm afraid his plan will come to naught.

However, in this world, he hasn't seen anything that money can't solve.

Money can make Mo Tui ghosts!

Zhou Jian's face became more and more gloomy. At this time, he called some sailors, whispered something to them, and then his sailors left.

"Listen to me, everyone must have had a great time at this class reunion. Here, I have a little gift for everyone." After Zhou Jian finished speaking, a sailor pushed up a cart full of gifts on a small cart. .

Everyone was immediately attracted by Zhou Jian's gift.