Chapter 2080 Unexpected

The three sounds of the guqin, scattering, overtones and pressing, are all very quiet.

The scattered sound is loose and deep and wide, which makes people think of ancient times; the overtone is like the sound of nature, with a sense of coldness into the immortal; the pressing sound is very rich, with the lingering aftertaste under the fingers, subtle and long, sometimes like human words, which can be talked, sometimes like human hearts, ethereal and changeable.

In a nutshell, the biggest feature of the guqin is quiet. First, the sound of the guqin is quiet and distant, and second, it requires a quiet environment for playing the piano, and the heart of the guqin player must also be calm.

The ancients praised that being generous without a corner will lead to great things; being loud and sound will make no sound, and elephants will be invisible.

The sound of the piano is low, distant, and ethereal, making people enter the artistic conception of silent music beyond the sound, and experience the ultimate quietness of the sound.

However, people in later generations rarely know how to appreciate the charm of the guqin. When ordinary people first come into contact with the guqin, they mistakenly think that all guqin sound similar in style and no difference. It is because the melody and rhythm of the guqin are relatively complex and special, and it is difficult for the brain to remember. Therefore, people often need to learn to play the guqin before they can gradually master the rhythm of the guqin music. This is the reason why they can practice thousands of songs before they can sound.

"The Most Charming National Style" is just the opposite. The reason why these catchy divine songs are brainwashed is because their melody is simple and the rules are obvious. It is easy to remember when you hear it. It is proof that later generations are popular all over the world.

Then, with the support of Song Qingshu's strong internal strength, although it is difficult for people in this era to accept this style of music, they cannot control the instinctive reaction of their bodies.

However, these people are all self-esteem, and no one wants to dance in public and make a laugh, so they all endure it. But the more they are, the more sensitive they are, the more they are. Listening to the music, it seems that electric currents are pouring in from their foreheads, making them tremble all over.

At the end of the song, Song Qingshu returned to his seat and savored tea leisurely. He was not a fool. He would not play such a song on some solemn and formal occasions, but now this red sleeve trick...

Which one is a real gentleman here?

Where can they appreciate the essence of the guqin?

Such a song is more down-to-earth and can touch their hearts more.

After a long time, the others slowly came to their senses.

The woman in yellow has the highest skill and the best concentration, and is also the first to recover. Her expression when she looked at Song Qingshu changed instantly, and she couldn't help but ask: How did you do it?

Song Qingshu shrugged: I just said that I have excellent piano skills, and none of you believe in Ah.

Xue Baochai also recovered from the shock and couldn't help but say when she heard his words: You really didn't play the piano before.

During this period of contact, Song Qingshu had already known that she had not had much time with Jia Baoyu in recent years, so he directly replied: "You should treat each other with admiration for three days after your separation. Sister Bao should understand this principle."

Look at how proud you are, Xue Baochai smiled, but your style of music... is hard to be elegant after all.

Yes, this is what the ancients said about the melancholy sound, which is simply unsightly.At this time, the others gradually woke up, and a young man couldn't help but agree.

Xue Pan and Song Qingshu are naturally on the same front, and immediately helped to fight back when they see this: Bah, you kid just now, shaking the happiest, doesn’t it mean you like this kind of music?

I... I... Hua Jia, I'm not... The man's face turned red in an instant, and he hurriedly explained to the courtesan.

At this time, Hua Yuyan couldn't help laughing: I think this tone is quite interesting. Although it is a bit contrary to the ancient method, it is unique and reaches the heart. The feeling just now was so wonderful.

These people were already a little ashamed of their reaction just now. Now that they heard the real owner say this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and stopped bent on finding fault, and all agreed.

Hua Yuyan took the scroll and walked to Song Qingshu: Yuyan followed the promise just now, and this painting was given to the young master... Soon she smiled, because the other party nodded, took the painting and handed it to Xue Baochai on the side: I gave it to you.

Xue Baochai was both surprised and cramped: Give it to me?

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

Xue Baochai's little face turned red in an instant. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at others. She replied in a low voice: Thank you.

Xue Pan, who was beside him, felt a little uncomfortable, thinking that Baoyu is really a bastard, I treat him as a buddy, but he is here to pick up my sister?

But this is good, so as not to come and compete with me for everyone. Sister, you should sacrifice a little and entangle him for a while.

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

Hua Yuyan was ignored and was also a little angry, but the inconvenience occurred and went back to her seat: As can be seen from Mr. Jia, everyone here is both civil and military, which is a bit difficult for Yuyan to deal with.

I don’t know what troubles everyone has. I will tell you and you will consider it. Maybe I can help the girl share her worries.A group of people were full of energy.

Hua Yuyan covered her mouth and smiled: I am worried that all the young masters are handsome men, but I only have one person and I have no skills. But no matter who chooses, it will hurt the face of the others. It is really embarrassing.

Everyone knew that the truth was coming, and they all smiled and said: Everyone is worrying too much, you can choose, we are not stingy people.

Song Qingshu curled his lips, thinking that these people are pretending to be generous now just to leave a good impression. When they find that they are not selected later, their faces may not look so good.

Hua Yuyan then said: I thought about it and finally decided to hand over the right to choose to God.

God willing?A group of people were confused.

Hua Yuyan didn't explain, and soon the maid brought out a stack of petals. She said: These petals were picked by me just ordered by someone. You guys can count how many petals there are before the petals land. In the end, the young master who is closest to the correct number will win.

Xue Baochai whispered: This courtesan is really scheming. Who can count so many petals in a short time? Everyone can only guess. Everyone has the same chances. All of them are left to God's will to decide. In this way, no one can blame her afterwards.

Song Qingshu smiled: No one in this kind of place is not a versatile person.

Xue Baochai couldn't help but look at him: It seems that you often come to such places.

Song Qingshu's smile stopped and he wisely did not take her words.

Since everyone has no objection, I will start.Hua Yuyan smiled slightly, and started dancing gracefully with the plate, which attracted a lot of men to cheer.

Xue Baochai curled her lips and hummed in a low voice: Just sprinkle a petal, and she also has to dance a dance, which is pretentious.

The woman in yellow clothes on the side nodded in agreement.

Song Qingshu laughed secretly, it seemed that women just didn't like women.

Hua Yuyan jumped for a while, and suddenly she started to make a quick move, and she was like a scattering flowers in the sky. Flowers in the sky were flying out of the plate. A group of people hurriedly stared at wide eyes and counted, but after counting a few, I was dizzy. Where could I count them?

Xue Pan was so anxious that he scratched his head. He couldn't help asking his sister beside him. Xue Baochai shook her head slightly, and she couldn't count it.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly. With his skills, he could use his energy to sense it without looking with his eyes. He quickly determined the exact number 1024 pieces!

Soon everyone handed over the number they guessed. After Hua Yuyan checked it, she smiled and said: It seems that Mr. Xue is the best luck, and his answer is closest to the actual number of films.