The Grand Master

Chapter 292: Fretless

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He looked around, and looked at him all around.

After that, Lu Yu fumbled for a long time in his arms, but did not find a decent musical instrument.

He thought about it very seriously and felt that... he still couldn't sing. He himself felt that he was gifted, but even Xiao Ruan... After hearing his singing, he could only respond with a helpless wry smile and directly comforted him. , Speaking of people, there is nothing good at it.

The words were very gentle, but Lu Yu sounded very hurt.

Since he couldn't sing, Lu Yu could only think of a way to play something. He couldn't just come up like this and then go down. That would be too shameful.

Looking left and right, after a long time, I saw a tree far away through the field.

Silver fir.

It can also be lush in winter. Although there are no flowers and fruitless, it is because they can see a piece of verdant green in the cold winter. People in the capital of the great jade country like it very much.

Your Majesty likes it too, so the most common trees are all over the city.

Lu Yu's eyes lit up, and he waved at the branch. Xiao Ruan was far away from him, but his eyes were always on him. Seeing this look, she smiled slightly and shook her hand. There was no special movement. That tree There was a leaf on the tree that flew down directly and completely, traversing the entire field lightly, flying to Lu Yu's hand, and falling into it smoothly.

It was this hand that made all the masters present couldn't help but take a breath.

"Who is that little girl? This skill is really handsome!"

"Yeah! It's so ingenious and light-hearted. It really doesn't look like a little girl can show it. It's the old man who made it so much. I'm afraid this is not the case.

"Well, the key is the one that the leaf fell in the child's hand... The leaf is floating and light, but it can't reach far. If it is thrown into the distance, gravity is required. The leaf runs through the entire field, and there are dozens of battles less. How much is this? The strength? If there is a stone barrier in the middle, I am afraid that it can pass through! But how can it become so light in the hands of the child? It is just right, and it is so sublime... How can there be such a skillful skill?"

"Whose girl?!"

"Huh? Look at the makeup, how come you look like a maid?"

"Nonsense! How come the maid has such a high level of cultivation? No, no, no... Which idiot family will treat a woman with this skill as just a maid?"

"Snee!"

A member of the'idiot' family couldn't help but sneezed.

Lu Feng turned his head to look at Xiao Ruan with a bitter expression. From a distance, Lu Yu had an inexplicable fear in his heart. For the entire Lu family, only two of them came. As for the others, they didn't even have the qualifications to enter the grandstand of the venue. There are 7,000 people in the entire imperial capital, but there is no place for the Lu family. This is the current situation of the Lu family.

And his younger brother, not only an official from the fourth rank of the dynasty, but also an'idiot' using a woman with a very high cultivation level as a maid, and he also won the praise and insults from everyone in the audience. It really made people... Love and hate.

But the "idiot" himself, regardless of other people's opinions, only quietly looked at the leaf floating in his hand...

Yinshan is beautiful, at least he thinks so. Its leaves are very thick and tough. The wind and snow will not wrinkle and the frost will not be crushed. From it, you can see a realm called Fenggu.

No wonder the people of Great Jade Country like it.

Lu Yu also liked it very much, and gently stretched out his hand to brush the fine dust on it, put it to his mouth, and kissed it softly.

Then... he stood with his hand, stuck the blade with one hand, and exhaled slightly... There was a melodious sound, which was blown in the trembling of the blade, light and fluttering, but densely scattered throughout the venue.

The most is that, a breath of enchantment.

It doesn't wrinkle, the setting sun sets, and the dust is still there.

Just talk about it, Xiaoxiang, green bamboo and waning wind, when will it be closed

Unbreakable, the clothes grew thicker and tears flowed.

People will never forget the wind blowing through the fields that night, the rice swaying in the wind, taking away the heat of the day, pouring into the subtle sweetness, that is the mother's hand.

Whose face is caressing? Why is it full of tears and wet clothes...

Or the initial tenderness is the deepest sorrow in memory.

People will never forget, that lazy sleeping face in the morning, lying on your side by your bed, opening your eyes, your shyness is reflected in your bright eyes.

Whose brow was wiped off? The memory is deeply locked on it, pressing the whole mountain.

It must be the most beautiful warmth, engraved in the heart of the late autumn.

Le, no words.

Sound, intangible.

Sobbing, silent.

Lu Yu's music is simple, as simple as just a few notes, and can be played with the most ordinary leaves.

Lu Yu's rhyme, the abyss, a few tactful sounds, drag people into the quagmire of memory.

People can't hear the special rhythm, the technique in the movement, and the exquisite and exquisite interpretation.

But he can clearly understand the one word it speaks, the two most unforgettable emotions.

It really is that... The most enchanting breath, so simple and so profound.

Seems to understand but not understand, but understand.

It sounds like it is not listening, it is definitely listening.

Qu Bi.

Lu Yu sighed, turned and left without a sound.

There was no sound in the field either, there were tens of thousands of people, and the silence was terrible.

I don’t know anyone who stood up suddenly, raised his arms above his head, waved vigorously, and opened his mouth. He wanted to yell loudly, or yell loudly, but there was no sound, leaving his hands in the wind. Fluttering vigorously, hunting and hunting, at this time, even more silent.

"This son, who?"

"Lu Jiazi."

"I know. But... this son, who?"

"Shit shit doesn't work!" One person stood up abruptly, pressed his thumb to remove old tears from the corner of his eye, and shouted loudly: "Shit shit doesn't work, rhythm doesn't work, musical instrument doesn't work, composition doesn't work, tortuous path doesn't work... Nothing works, really shit doesn't work!"

But Lu Yu's voice is good.

Lu Yu's music is also through.

That shit doesn’t make sense, it’s the rhythm, the instrument, the constitution...

Everything that people were convinced has become shit!

"Hey… "

An old man sighed, "Lesson can communicate with God, so why don't all things make sense? Oh, the old miscellaneous Mao finally said something, all kinds of laws in the world, before this, really shit doesn't make sense."

He turned his head, frowned, pointed to his nose, and said seriously in doubt: "Then...what are we?"

Bang!

Suddenly stood up, raised his arms and slapped his face twice, his eyes were red, but he resolutely said: "Before, I decided I didn't hear anything!"

If you listen, you listen, and if you don’t listen, you don’t listen.

Can this matter be decided by yourself

Of course!

As long as everyone who heard it made the decision.

"Yes! We didn't listen!"

A group of old guys went crazy on the judging stage and began to doubt life, leaving His Majesty with a deep frown.

He took a deep breath, then exhaled, his voice trembling slightly as he exhaled.

"This kid, except for his lack of cultivation, why... he's all so good? Huh, I'm really curious about how these old gangsters should comment."

He was curious.

But there is no need to be curious right away.

Because the reviews came out very quickly.

'Nothing'.

There is no product, garbage is not as good, noise is not as good.

But people who are attentive have discovered that, in fact... Isn't this "tasteless" also short for "unappreciable"

Going to the backstage, the crowds of contestants automatically and silently gave up a path. Some people looked at him, some people didn't, I don't know if they dare or do not want to.

There is only one exception, the first princess.

Holding the sheet of music that was not fully dried, she frowned, reached out and pointed directly at Lu Yu's forehead, and said loudly: "You are eccentric! You leave it to yourself!"