Liu Qianqian, who was sitting next to Yang Fan, was also attracted by the sound of the piano.
What she heard was not the lonely boy walking away in the long night, but that life in the world is like a traveler.
Instead, you hear the sound of a world where there is a beautiful paradise with singing birds, blooming flowers, and flowing water.
The soothing melody of the song made Liu Qianqian feel the warmth of heaven.
She was suddenly afraid that the warmth would disappear.
During the day, the sun rises and sets.
Life is the same, there are days and nights, but it is not like the sun, with regular sunrise and sunset.
Some people live under the sun all their lives, while others have to live in the dark night all the time.
What people are afraid of is that the sun, which has always existed, will set and never rise again, and that the light that originally shone on their bodies will disappear.
Liu Qianqian watched Yang Fan's fingertips falling on the piano keys like jade beads. His fingers were like elves, embellishing the world.
The wind and rain are frightening, and the music makes the ghosts and gods weep.
He said he wanted to be an elegant gentleman, a nobleman, but he didn't achieve it.
In fact, he already is.
It’s just that he didn’t notice it, or Liu Qianqian ignored it.
He was once a prince charming, but he got tired of that kind of circle and wanted to be an ordinary person.
Aunt Thirteen was also fascinated by what she heard.
She didn't like listening to music much when she was a child, but she liked it more and more as she grew older.
She likes to read comments while listening to songs on music apps.
The netizens in the comment section are different from those in other places. Many people will tell their own stories, their feelings, and their own hearts in the comment section.
There are no black fans, no simple shouting of love for stars, no tearing each other apart, just simple stories and ordinary touching moments. Occasionally, when you see a few people who have the same stories or ideas as you, you will feel like meeting old friends.
When she brought Guoguo back from Chengdu, Thirteenth Aunt thought that from then on, life would become very ordinary and she could see her whole life at a glance.
Until I met the tenant Yang Fan.
At first, she didn’t think Yang Fan was anything special, just an ordinary boy who could be seen as a lifelong lover at first sight.
Until one morning, she was on the balcony and saw Yang Fan standing on the balcony next door.
He stood very straight, with an upright posture, a smile on his lips, and his eyes looking up to the sky.
The morning sun shone down and enveloped him.
At that moment, Aunt Thirteen felt that the golden light around him was full of vitality, hope and mystery.
But in the following days, he remained ordinary and mediocre.
This made Aunt Thirteen a little disappointed, as he should have made a big splash.
But after thinking about it, she felt that she was a little ridiculous.
How could a man whom she could see through his entire life at a glance become so famous
He is so ordinary!
For an ordinary office worker, working from nine to six and earning a few thousand yuan a month, buying a house is probably enough for him to work hard for a lifetime.
As soon as "The Sound of Silence" came out, Aunt Thirteen had the feeling of that morning again.
He is full of vitality and all the beauty that a girl fantasizes about.
Liu Yueyue's musical attainments are deeper than her sister and Aunt Thirteen.
As she was more knowledgeable about music, she was instantly attracted by this rare song in the world.
The first thing she thought of was to wait for the wind to blow the sails.
It must have been made by Waiting for the Wind to Blow the Sails.
In her opinion, Deng Fengchufan is a hermit.
"Brother, I want to learn piano!" After the song, Guoguo climbed onto Yang Fan's thigh and reached out to touch the piano, which she didn't like very much at first.
"If you want to learn, I'll teach you." Yang Fan pushed Liu Qianqian away with his butt, making room on the bench, and put Guoguo down from his lap.
Liu Qianqian, who was about to be squeezed down, jumped up after a while and stood aside with a flushed face.
Flesh touched flesh just now.
Even though she had a thousand words to ask Yang Fan, she couldn't open her mouth at this moment.
Liu Yueyue also had a lot of questions to ask Yang Fan, but seeing him seriously teaching Guoguo an introductory piano theory class, she didn't dare to speak out.
Aunt Thirteen also wanted to ask Yang Fan how he could play the piano, but she was not in a hurry because there was still a long way to go.
So, Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian waited anxiously for Yang Fan to finish instilling piano knowledge in Guoguo.
It felt like they had waited for a whole night before Guoguo left Yang Fan and ran away.
The little girl doesn't really like learning the piano, it's just a temporary enthusiasm.
Yang Fan talked until his mouth was dry, but it was all in vain.
But he was not depressed; he was used to it.
That's how the little girl is.
Thirteenth Aunt felt sorry for her daughter. Yang Fan always tried his best but ended up with nothing. Her daughter always let him down.
"Didn't you say you can't play the piano?" Liu Qianqian asked impatiently as Guoguo ran away.
Liu Yueyue also looked at him eagerly, waiting for the answer.
"Did I say that?" Yang Fan asked doubtfully.
Liu Qianqian bulged her eyes. This guy was acting crazy again.
"I said it!" Liu Yueyue said seriously.
Yang Fan shook his head: "I don't believe anything I say, how can you believe it?"
Having said that, he went back to his room.
Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian hurriedly followed.
They had so many questions to ask Yang Fan.
"Whose song is this?" Liu Yueyue asked, "Waiting for the Wind?"
"Yeah." Yang Fan nodded as he walked. He couldn't tell her it was from Paul Simon.
"What's its name?" Liu Yueyue asked happily.
"The Sound of Silence." Yang Fan replied.
Liu Qianqian was puzzled: "How can there be sound in silence?"
Yang Fan stopped and turned to ask Liu Qianqian: "Do you think the wind has a sound?"
Liu Qianqian was stunned and wanted to say yes, but the wind really had no sound.
For the wind to make sound, it needs a medium.
And there are tens of millions of media.
In the end, people could only attribute the sound of the medium to the sound of the wind.
Yang Fan said: "The sound of wind, rain and reading is pleasant to the ears. Family affairs, national affairs and world affairs are all of concern to me. Wind and rain are soundless, but they give voice to everything."
Back in the room, Yang Fan found some clothes for bathing and changing and took them to the bathroom.
Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian seemed to be completely unaware and kept following him around, asking questions this and that.
"Why don't you leave now? Do you want to take a shower together?" After hanging up the clothes, Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian were still in the bathroom, and Yang Fan couldn't help but ask.
Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian blushed.
"Bah, you wishful thinking!" Liu Qianqian was the first to go out with a red face.
Liu Yueyue was reluctant to leave and followed her sister out.
Yang Fan was taking a shower, so Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian didn't walk too far and sat in his living room.
After hesitating for a while, Liu Yueyue asked Liu Qianqian in a low voice: "Qianqian, do you think that the person named Deng Feng Chui Fan really exists?"
Liu Qianqian was puzzled: "How can I give you a song if it doesn't exist, the song "The Sound of Silence" for Yang Fan?"
Liu Yueyue explained: "I mean, could it be that Waiting for the Wind to Blow the Sail is a person made up by Yang Fan himself?"
Liu Qianqian was shocked.
It seems that this is really possible.
Yang Fan, an ordinary person, can display the piano skills of level 99, so it is not impossible for him to display the skills of waiting for the wind to blow the sail.