Magic Love Ring

Chapter 308: Song Yan’s methods of chasing women

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Taking a deep breath, Song Yan's slender fingers quickly ran across the white jade keys, and suddenly, a string of beautiful slides flowed out.

Then, his ten fingers danced beautifully on the keys.

The light but melancholy music of the piano floated out from Song Yan's fingers. In an instant, Chunhe and Qiuxiang were brought into a scene of drizzle...

Song Yan originally drew the skill of a piano master. Later, he used his fame points to upgrade this skill to the realm of the piano god. He also had a magical power of emotional contagion. Anyone who heard his piano music would be brought in by him. In his world created by the sound of the piano.

Song Yan played a short piece of less than two minutes called "Walking in the Rain". It was brisk but with a hint of melancholy, just like a girl walking in the rain and confiding her thoughts to the sound of the rain...

After finishing the song, Chunhe and Qiuxiang were still immersed in the music just now, and they just felt that the scene was so beautiful.

Song Yan ignored them and continued to play the next piece of music.

The title of the song is "Blue and White Porcelain". It is a song with a strong ancient flavor. It is also Song Yan's favorite among the ten songs presented by the system.

"Dong dong dong!"

Like the sound of a clear spring flowing, clear and clear.

Hearing this piece of piano music, Chunhe Qiuxiang suddenly woke up, but was immediately drawn into the artistic conception of this song "Blue and White Porcelain".

After a short period of clearness, the sound of the piano turned into a rich and lingering sound, making the two girls Chunhe and Qiuxiang seem to have traveled through time and space and entered a poignant water town with misty rain, small bridges and flowing water.

The sound of the piano played again, and the entangled feeling of desire and love made the two women burst into tears.

Just when the two girls were completely immersed in the artistic conception of the song "Blue and White Porcelain", Qin Nongyu and Qin Xin came together, but when they heard the lingering and erotic music of the piano, the two girls were stunned on the spot.

I don't know when, they were completely immersed in the artistic conception of the music like spring lotus and autumn fragrance. I don't know when, tears were shining in the eyes of the two women.

finally.

After the performance of the song "Blue and White Porcelain", Qin Xin and Qin Nongyu left the artistic conception almost in no particular order, while Chun He and Qiu Xiang, who were new to the world, were already in tears.

Song Yan didn't have Chunhe and Qiuxiang, so he let the two girls cry. He stood up and turned to look at Qin Nongyu and Qin Xin: "Why are you here?"

"We were attracted by the sound of the piano you played." Qin Nongyu gently wiped the corners of his eyes and said.

Qin Xin nodded: "Yes, brother-in-law, this should be Qin, I wonder what kind of Qin it is?"

"I call her Piano." Song Yan chuckled.

Qin Xin said thoughtfully: "It seems that there is no musical instrument like piano in the world. Could it be that my brother-in-law invented this piano?"

Today, almost everyone knows the identity of Song Yan, the great inventor of inkstones. His invention of paper and movable type printing brought good news to scholars all over the world.

The perfume he invented is sought after by thousands of women, and the glass mirror he invented, every woman desires to have one.

The spirits he invented made even the good men unable to stop drinking.

And the gunpowder he invented became an omnipotent war artifact in several wars.

Therefore, Qin Xin is not surprised that Song Yan can now invent a musical instrument.

"This is the world's first piano." Song Yan smiled and nodded.

"I wonder if my brother-in-law can play another piece for us?" Qin Xin's eyes flashed with anticipation. She was very proficient in the written form of chess and chess. The piece Song Yan played just now made her feel very weird, because The piece was completely contrary to all the music theory she knew.

"sure."

Song Yan sat down again, and with his fingers twitching, a song "Refrain" gradually slipped out from his fingers.

While playing the song "Refrain", the scenes of working in a cafe to make money flashed in his mind, and at the same time, the figure of Su Meier also flashed in his mind.

Since the accidental relationship between the two, they have not seen each other again.

Because he felt that Su Meier still had some resistance to him and was wary of worldly eyes, because she was several years older than him.

Therefore, even though he went to Yandu several times and even studied in Yandu, Song Yan never took the initiative to find Su Meier.

But at this moment, when he played the song "Refrain", he missed Su Meier very much. Maybe, when I return to the real world this time, I should go and see her.

When the sound of the piano first sounded, Qin Xin planned to observe Song Yan's playing skills, but just a few notes once again pulled her into the artistic conception of the piece and couldn't stop, as if the music played by Song Yan had a magical power.

Therefore, she could not distract herself from checking Song Yan's playing skills.

Finally, the song "Refrain" was played, and Qin Xin breathed out quietly. While listening to this song, she tried to escape from that artistic conception, but she found that she could not escape no matter what. This made her She thought of a possibility.

If, during the battle, Song Yan suddenly played a song and brought everyone into the artistic conception of the song, wouldn't everyone be at his mercy

Thinking of this, the clothes on her back were wet with cold sweat.

Of course, she also saw another side, that is, Song Yan's attainments on the piano had reached a state of perfection.

She is proficient in the writing of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but at most she is proficient, and is still far from the realm of "Tao". In the past, she always thought that no one in this world could surpass her in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but now there is someone who puts her far away Far behind.

For a moment, her emotions were extremely complicated.

"Brother-in-law, can you teach me how to play the piano?" Qin Xin suddenly said.

"Of course." Song Yan smiled and nodded.

"General, sister Qiuxiang and I also want to learn." Chunhe also said quickly.

"Okay, then I'll teach you together." Song Yan nodded and turned to Qin Nongyu, asking, "Yu'er, are you interested in learning?"

"As long as your husband is willing to teach, Yu'er is willing to learn." Qin Nongyu said sweetly.

"In that case, I will teach you the most basic music knowledge first."

While talking, Song Yan took out a ballpoint pen and a piece of white paper from nowhere, and quickly wrote down seven numbers: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7.

Then he picked up the paper and faced the four girls and said: "These are digital notes, also called basic notes. Each note has four scales pronounced as do, re, mi, fa, sol, la, and si."

When reading out the seven numerical notes, Song Yan's fingers played the corresponding notes on the keys.

The four women are all cultivators, and they have all reached the innate level, and their brain development is far greater than that of ordinary people, so they can almost all have photographic memories.

In addition, Song Yan explained it in great detail, so the four girls quickly mastered the simple music score.

However, the psychological activities of the four girls were very different. Chun He and Qiu Xiang did not understand music theory, so they did not think that the music knowledge explained by Song Yan was very powerful.

Qin Nongyu's whole body and mind are tied to Song Yan, so the more powerful Song Yan is, the happier she will be.

Only she who is proficient in music theory can truly understand how difficult it is to create a new kind of music theory knowledge, especially the seven basic notes that are simple and easy to understand, and are more worthy of promotion than the music theory she has mastered.

For a moment, the way she looked at Song Yan had unknowingly changed a bit, with a hint of admiration and regret. (To be continued)