Unlike the others around who looked down at their toes with fear and fear that they would cause any killing disaster if they looked at them twice, Song Qingshu looked in carefully and saw a graceful figure vaguely behind the curtain and slowly walked in.
Hey, it’s Chen Bijun?
Although she couldn't see her through the curtain, Song Qingshu could judge whether she was the same person based on her figure and footsteps, especially the unique fragrance of her body, which is even more unforgettable.
One by one, I went up to play a song that I was best at, and went outside to wait for the result.The butler said before.
Is it actually Chen Bijun the judge?
Song Qingshu was a little surprised, but then he thought that this was expected. After all, the Han people were good at piano and calligraphy. I am afraid that there would be no one in Shangjing who could compare with Chen Bijun in his guitar. Naturally, there was no more suitable candidate than her.
Next, they came forward to perform one by one. Song Qingshu was still a little motivated before, but now his heart is gradually sinking. After all, he was just cramming for a while, and those who came to apply for the job were famous artists from all over the world. All of them were immersed in the piano art for decades. How could he catch up with the piano art in a short time?
Although he was a layman before, after these two days of tutoring, Song Qingshu could easily judge whether his piano skills were good or bad. He roughly calculated that at least eight people present were better than him, and this time, the piano player only recruited one person, and no matter how high he performed, he probably wouldn't have any chance.
Can you only rely on the method of soul transfer?
Song Qingshu hesitated a little. Now Chen Bijun is sitting behind the heavy veil, unable to even see his eyes. How can he move his soul?
What's more, with so many famous artists present in various places, none of them are deaf. If they can't convince themselves, it will be a big trouble for them to win by cheating.
Just as he was struggling, he suddenly heard the butler calling Zhao Weiyi's name. It turned out that it was his turn.
He was a little nervous before, but when the matter was about to come, he calmed down. He had experienced so many strong winds and waves. What is a mere interview with a psychedelic artist? Even if he failed, he would think of another way.
I sat down calmly and was about to play the song I prepared before, but suddenly I thought of learning the piano and listening to Zhao Min mentioned before that the piano is the voice of the piano, and the mind of the piano player will reflect the image in the sound of the piano.
Now it is not an objective competition of their own piano skills, but rather a look at who can play the best in Chen Bijun's mind. The other interviewers don't even know who she is. They know her identity and have already gained a great advantage.
Chen Bijun was kidnapped to a foreign land, living a life of stagnation alone and without support. He was full of fear and fear for the future. He most likely missed his hometown and had a lot of worries...
After roughly considering Chen Bijun’s mood at this time, Song Qingshu had a certain plan, and of course he could not directly play music like homesickness. After all, ancient cultures all emphasized a tactful and could not express what he thought so directly.
So he began to play a song "Thinking Something", which is an ancient Han Dynasty song with a gentle rhythm. The most wonderful thing about this song is that it will have different effects depending on the audience.
If you listen to those who are carefree and happy, they will only feel light and boring, but if the listener happens to be sad, it will be amazing. It will easily inspire the other person to think in his heart. When he is heartbroken, he will think of every bit of the past and his lover. When he is in a funeral at home, he will think of the love of the deceased. As for Chen Bijun at this time, he can be said to have a lot of thoughts...
Sure enough, after the sound of the piano, Chen Bijun, who was originally sitting there, suddenly trembled. With the gentle tune, she couldn't help but take out her handkerchief and gently wipe her tears.
You should know that a daughter like Chen Bijun has been extremely strict with her since childhood. This has proved that she was extremely emotional at this time.
When Song Qingshu saw that there was a play, he unconsciously integrated his internal energy into the sound of the piano, making the sound of the piano more penetrating and touching people's souls. Not to mention Chen Bijun, even many other piano players in the venue showed confusing and complicated expressions, which were obviously aroused by the sound of the piano.
Before the song was over, Chen Bijun behind the shiwa mantle suddenly stood up and hurriedly left under the maid's service, which made the pirano outside stunned.
What's going on?
Why are we leaving? We haven’t played yet?
While a group of people were whispering, the butler had already come out and announced: The interview has ended, everyone should go back.
What's the situation, this is over?
But we haven't played yet?
The group of people was suddenly in an uproar, but when they saw the butler's cold expression, everyone realized that this was the Wei Palace. They didn't dare to be arrogant, so they had to leave dejectedly.
Although Song Qingshu had some confidence, he was not sure yet and didn't know whether to leave. Fortunately, the butler came over and called him: Zhao Weiyi, come with me.
It seems that this bet is right.A big stone in Song Qingshu's heart finally landed on the ground.
The housekeeper walked around and took him to a very remote courtyard, and then threatened: Boy, the nobleman inside wants to see you, so he is anxious to remember his identity. If he is abrupt, he will throw you to the mass grave outside the city at night.
Yes yes ~ Song Qingshu pretended to be submissive and thought: Chen Bijun has been transferred to the Wei Palace. It seems that Yelu Yixin is indeed preparing to send her into the palace. On the one hand, she can help Xiao Xia. On the other hand, she can push the power deep into the harem. After all, throughout the ages, powerful ministers have needed a favored concubine in the palace to help.
But Chen Bijun was captured by them, how could he act so obediently according to the instructions of Yelu Yixin and others? Are you not afraid that she will tell the emperor everything after entering the palace?
After pondering for a while, Song Qingshu had already walked in. Chen Bijun was sitting half-resisting and half-sitting in a pavilion, staring in a daze in the direction of the south. There were two pretty maids standing beside him serving, but next to Chen Bijun, no one's attention would be on them.
Although Song Qingshu had seen Chen Bijun once before, and this time he only saw a side face, he still couldn't help but feel extremely amazing. She was not wearing any particularly gorgeous clothes, but no matter what kind of clothes she was wearing, it would become particularly outstanding as long as she was worn.
She did not wear any jewelry, and she did not apply makeup on her face, because for her, jewelry and makeup were redundant.
No matter how precious the jewelry is, it cannot distribute its own brilliance, and no matter how noble the cosmetics are, it cannot add another point of beauty to her.
Song Qingshu has seen many beautiful beauties, but most of them are chivalrous women in the world. This is the first time that a lady like Chen Bijun, who combines gentleness, beauty and temperament.
In fact, Nanlan and Cheng Yaojia are also considered ladies of noble families, and Yaojia is not considered to be beautiful. Nanlan is a married woman after all, and her temperament is still very different from Chen Bijun. Perhaps only Xue Baochai, whom she met in Lin'an before, can be compared. However, when she saw Xue Baochai in the other side of the Imperial City Department, the mark of the lady in her home is not so obvious.
After being reminded by the maid, Chen Bijun turned around and looked at him curiously with beautiful eyes, and asked softly: Are you from Song?
Hey, it’s Chen Bijun?
Although she couldn't see her through the curtain, Song Qingshu could judge whether she was the same person based on her figure and footsteps, especially the unique fragrance of her body, which is even more unforgettable.
One by one, I went up to play a song that I was best at, and went outside to wait for the result.The butler said before.
Is it actually Chen Bijun the judge?
Song Qingshu was a little surprised, but then he thought that this was expected. After all, the Han people were good at piano and calligraphy. I am afraid that there would be no one in Shangjing who could compare with Chen Bijun in his guitar. Naturally, there was no more suitable candidate than her.
Next, they came forward to perform one by one. Song Qingshu was still a little motivated before, but now his heart is gradually sinking. After all, he was just cramming for a while, and those who came to apply for the job were famous artists from all over the world. All of them were immersed in the piano art for decades. How could he catch up with the piano art in a short time?
Although he was a layman before, after these two days of tutoring, Song Qingshu could easily judge whether his piano skills were good or bad. He roughly calculated that at least eight people present were better than him, and this time, the piano player only recruited one person, and no matter how high he performed, he probably wouldn't have any chance.
Can you only rely on the method of soul transfer?
Song Qingshu hesitated a little. Now Chen Bijun is sitting behind the heavy veil, unable to even see his eyes. How can he move his soul?
What's more, with so many famous artists present in various places, none of them are deaf. If they can't convince themselves, it will be a big trouble for them to win by cheating.
Just as he was struggling, he suddenly heard the butler calling Zhao Weiyi's name. It turned out that it was his turn.
He was a little nervous before, but when the matter was about to come, he calmed down. He had experienced so many strong winds and waves. What is a mere interview with a psychedelic artist? Even if he failed, he would think of another way.
I sat down calmly and was about to play the song I prepared before, but suddenly I thought of learning the piano and listening to Zhao Min mentioned before that the piano is the voice of the piano, and the mind of the piano player will reflect the image in the sound of the piano.
Now it is not an objective competition of their own piano skills, but rather a look at who can play the best in Chen Bijun's mind. The other interviewers don't even know who she is. They know her identity and have already gained a great advantage.
Chen Bijun was kidnapped to a foreign land, living a life of stagnation alone and without support. He was full of fear and fear for the future. He most likely missed his hometown and had a lot of worries...
After roughly considering Chen Bijun’s mood at this time, Song Qingshu had a certain plan, and of course he could not directly play music like homesickness. After all, ancient cultures all emphasized a tactful and could not express what he thought so directly.
So he began to play a song "Thinking Something", which is an ancient Han Dynasty song with a gentle rhythm. The most wonderful thing about this song is that it will have different effects depending on the audience.
If you listen to those who are carefree and happy, they will only feel light and boring, but if the listener happens to be sad, it will be amazing. It will easily inspire the other person to think in his heart. When he is heartbroken, he will think of every bit of the past and his lover. When he is in a funeral at home, he will think of the love of the deceased. As for Chen Bijun at this time, he can be said to have a lot of thoughts...
Sure enough, after the sound of the piano, Chen Bijun, who was originally sitting there, suddenly trembled. With the gentle tune, she couldn't help but take out her handkerchief and gently wipe her tears.
You should know that a daughter like Chen Bijun has been extremely strict with her since childhood. This has proved that she was extremely emotional at this time.
When Song Qingshu saw that there was a play, he unconsciously integrated his internal energy into the sound of the piano, making the sound of the piano more penetrating and touching people's souls. Not to mention Chen Bijun, even many other piano players in the venue showed confusing and complicated expressions, which were obviously aroused by the sound of the piano.
Before the song was over, Chen Bijun behind the shiwa mantle suddenly stood up and hurriedly left under the maid's service, which made the pirano outside stunned.
What's going on?
Why are we leaving? We haven’t played yet?
While a group of people were whispering, the butler had already come out and announced: The interview has ended, everyone should go back.
What's the situation, this is over?
But we haven't played yet?
The group of people was suddenly in an uproar, but when they saw the butler's cold expression, everyone realized that this was the Wei Palace. They didn't dare to be arrogant, so they had to leave dejectedly.
Although Song Qingshu had some confidence, he was not sure yet and didn't know whether to leave. Fortunately, the butler came over and called him: Zhao Weiyi, come with me.
It seems that this bet is right.A big stone in Song Qingshu's heart finally landed on the ground.
The housekeeper walked around and took him to a very remote courtyard, and then threatened: Boy, the nobleman inside wants to see you, so he is anxious to remember his identity. If he is abrupt, he will throw you to the mass grave outside the city at night.
Yes yes ~ Song Qingshu pretended to be submissive and thought: Chen Bijun has been transferred to the Wei Palace. It seems that Yelu Yixin is indeed preparing to send her into the palace. On the one hand, she can help Xiao Xia. On the other hand, she can push the power deep into the harem. After all, throughout the ages, powerful ministers have needed a favored concubine in the palace to help.
But Chen Bijun was captured by them, how could he act so obediently according to the instructions of Yelu Yixin and others? Are you not afraid that she will tell the emperor everything after entering the palace?
After pondering for a while, Song Qingshu had already walked in. Chen Bijun was sitting half-resisting and half-sitting in a pavilion, staring in a daze in the direction of the south. There were two pretty maids standing beside him serving, but next to Chen Bijun, no one's attention would be on them.
Although Song Qingshu had seen Chen Bijun once before, and this time he only saw a side face, he still couldn't help but feel extremely amazing. She was not wearing any particularly gorgeous clothes, but no matter what kind of clothes she was wearing, it would become particularly outstanding as long as she was worn.
She did not wear any jewelry, and she did not apply makeup on her face, because for her, jewelry and makeup were redundant.
No matter how precious the jewelry is, it cannot distribute its own brilliance, and no matter how noble the cosmetics are, it cannot add another point of beauty to her.
Song Qingshu has seen many beautiful beauties, but most of them are chivalrous women in the world. This is the first time that a lady like Chen Bijun, who combines gentleness, beauty and temperament.
In fact, Nanlan and Cheng Yaojia are also considered ladies of noble families, and Yaojia is not considered to be beautiful. Nanlan is a married woman after all, and her temperament is still very different from Chen Bijun. Perhaps only Xue Baochai, whom she met in Lin'an before, can be compared. However, when she saw Xue Baochai in the other side of the Imperial City Department, the mark of the lady in her home is not so obvious.
After being reminded by the maid, Chen Bijun turned around and looked at him curiously with beautiful eyes, and asked softly: Are you from Song?
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