Chapter 2081 Unexpected

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The three tones of the guqin, scattered tone, overtone, and pressing tone, are all very quiet. The loose sound is loose and deep and distant, making people think of ancient times; the overtone is like the sound of nature, with a sense of coldness and immortality; the sound is very rich, and the lingering rhyme under the fingers is subtle and long, and it is like human speech. , Time is like the thread of people's mind, ethereal and changeable.

In a word, the biggest feature of guqin is "quietness". First, the sound of the piano is quiet and distant, and secondly, the environment for playing the piano is required to be quiet, and the heart of the person who plays the piano should also be quiet.

The ancients highly praised "generous without corners, great instruments can be avoided; great sounds wish for sounds, and elephants have no shape." "The artistic conception, experience the realm of "the sound of hope" and "extremely quiet".

People in later generations rarely know how to appreciate the charm of the guqin. Ordinary people who come into contact with the guqin for the first time will mistakenly think that all qin songs sound the same in style and there is no difference. It is because the melody and rhythm of the guqin are more complex and special, and it is difficult for the brain to remember, so It is often necessary for people to learn to play the guqin before they can gradually master the rhythm and regularity of guqin music. This is the principle of "playing a thousand tunes and then making a sound".

"The Most Dazzling National Style" is just the opposite. The reason why these catchy Divine Comedies are brainwashed is because their melody is simple and the rules are obvious, and it is easy to remember after listening to it.

Then, under the blessing of Song Qingshu's powerful internal strength, although the aesthetic level of people in this era is difficult to accept this style of music, they cannot control the instinctive reaction of the body.

However, these people are all self-respecting people, and no one wants to dance and laugh in public, so everyone is patient, but the more patient they are, the more sensitive their bodies become. Enter, making them numb and tremble.

At the end of the song, Song Qingshu returned to his seat and sipped tea leisurely. He was not a fool. He would not play such a tune on some solemn and formal occasions, but now this red-sleeved trick... Who is the real gentleman here? ? Where can they appreciate the essence of the guqin? This kind of tune is more down-to-earth and can touch their hearts more.

After a long time, the others slowly recovered.

The woman in yellow shirt had the highest skill and the best concentration, and was the first to recover. Her expression at Song Qingshu changed instantly, and she couldn't help but ask, "How did you do it?"

Song Qingshu shrugged: "I just said that my piano skills are superb, and none of you believe me."

Xue Baochai also recovered from the shock. Hearing his words, he couldn't help but say, "You really weren't very good at playing the piano before."

During this period of contact, Song Qingshu already knew that she did not spend much time with Jia Baoyu in these years, so she replied directly: "Shibie should be treated with admiration for three days. Sister Bao should understand this truth."

"Look how proud you are," Xue Baochai pursed his lips and smiled, "but your style...after all, it's hard to be elegant."

"Yes, this is what the ancients called the sound of extravagance. It's simply unsightly." At this time, the other people gradually came to their senses, and a young master couldn't help but agree.

Xue Pan and Song Qingshu were naturally on the same front. Seeing this, they immediately helped to counterattack: "Bah, just now you were the happiest kid, doesn't it mean that you like this kind of music?"

"I...I...Hua everyone, I'm not..." The man's face flushed instantly, and he hurriedly explained to the Hua Kui.

At this time, Hua Yuyan couldn't help laughing: "I think this tone is quite interesting. Although it violates the ancient method, it is ingenious and can reach the heart. The feeling just now is really amazing."

This group of people was a little ashamed of their own reaction just now, but now that they heard the Lord say this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and they stopped trying to find fault and agreed.

Hua Yuyan took the picture scroll and walked to Song Qingshu's side: "Yuyan follows the promise just now, and this picture will be given to the young master..." She soon stopped smiling, because the other party nodded, took the picture and handed it to him. Xue Baochai on the side: "I gave it to you."

Xue Baochai was both surprised and embarrassed: "For me?"

"Didn't I just say that I came out to play the piano for you?" Song Qingshu looked at her and replied.

Xue Baochai's face turned red in an instant, he lowered his head and dared not look at other people, and whispered, "Thank you."

Xue Pan, who was on the side, felt a little uncomfortable. He thought that Baoyu is really a bastard. I treat him as a buddy, but he came to visit my sister? But that's fine, lest he come and snatch the flowers from me, sister, sacrifice a little bit and entangle him for a while.

If Xue Baochai knew what he was thinking at this time, he would probably be so angry that he would grab the teapot next to him and smash it on his head.

Hua Yuyan was ignored, and she was also a little annoyed, but it was inconvenient to attack, so she went back to her seat: "You can see from Mr. Jia, everyone here is both civil and military, which makes Yuyan a little difficult to handle."

"I don't know what's bothering everyone about Hua. Let me tell you what's going on. Maybe I can help the girl share her worries." A group of people came to the spirit one after another.

Hua Yuyan covered her mouth with a smile: "I'm worried that all the young masters are handsome, but I only have one person, and I don't have any skills, but no matter who I choose, it will hurt the face of the others, which is really embarrassing."

Everyone knew that the truth was coming, and they all smiled and said: "It takes everyone to think too much, you can choose, we are not stingy people."

Song Qingshu pouted, thinking that these people are just pretending to be generous now to make a good impression. When they find out that they are not selected, I am afraid they will not look so good-looking.

Only then did Hua Yuyan say: "I think about it

Go, and finally decide to leave the choice to Providence. "

"God's will?" A group of people were at a loss.

Hua Yuyan did not explain, and soon the maid held out a stack of petals, and she said: "These petals were picked by me just now, you can count how many petals there are before the petals fall, and finally the closest The boy with the correct number wins."

Xue Baochai said in a low voice: "This oiran is really good-natured, who can count so many petals in a short time, everyone can only guess, everyone's chances are the same, everything is left to God's decision, so no one can blame it afterward. onto her."

Song Qingshu smiled: "In this kind of place, who is not a well-rounded person."

Xue Baochai couldn't help but glance at him: "It seems that you often come to this kind of place."

Song Qingshu's smile froze, and wisely did not answer her words.

"Since everyone has no opinion, then I'll start." Hua Yuyan smiled slightly and started dancing with a plate, which attracted a group of men to cheer loudly.

Xue Baochai pouted and snorted softly: "It's just a flower petal, and there is still a dance, pretentious."

The woman in the yellow shirt beside her nodded in agreement.

Song Qingshu laughed secretly, it seems that women just don't like seeing women.

Hua Yuyan danced for a while, and suddenly his wrist was a little bit like a goddess scattered flowers, and the flowers flew out from the plate. Can you count?

Xue Pan was even more anxious to scratch his ears and cheeks. He couldn't help but ask his sister beside him. Xue Baochai shook his head slightly, but she couldn't count them.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly. With his skill, he could sense it with his qi machine instead of seeing it with his eyes. He quickly determined the exact number—1024 pieces!

Soon everyone handed in the numbers they guessed. After Hua Yuyan checked it, she said with a smile, "It seems that Mr. Xue has the best luck, and his answer is the closest to the actual number of pieces."

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