There is faith in the cool wind, and the boundless autumn moon... (o(n_n)o is omitted below...)
Hua Qiangu made a swing on the peach tree. While reading the book in his hand, eating grapes without spitting out the grape skins, while swinging around leisurely. The peach blossoms in Changliu Mountain never fade all year round, and the fragrance is like rain. It made her look forward and hope, but she couldn't get the peaches.
The life in the past six months is really wonderful, and I don't need to practice as hard as I did at the beginning. Apart from reading books every day, I just eat, drink, play and sleep, and my internal strength has hardly improved. Only her culinary skills are getting better day by day, which makes her thin and petite body white and tender.
Looking at the ensemble of qin and flute in the score, Hua Qiangu secretly marveled in her heart, it turned out that the music could be used to fight against the enemy, and it has such a great lethality.
The sound and picture in the book can only be heard and seen by the person holding the book, so Tang Bao still sleeps soundly on the peach petal next to him, smacking his little mouth and humming twice from time to time. Dozens of flirtatious pink peach blossoms fluttered around Tang Bao with their thin transparent wings, making soft and enchanting laughter. Seeing it sleeping happily, I would touch and pinch it from time to time. If tens of thousands of them make a sound together, it will cause audiovisual hallucinations. At this time, Tang Bao should be having a sweet dream.
Suddenly, a faint sound of the piano came from a distance, which abruptly disrupted the rhythm of the powerful battle in the book.
Hey, could it be that the peach blossom essences made me hallucinate
After closing the book, there was indeed the sound of a piano, not from the book, but from outside the hall. Hua Qiangu couldn't help jumping off the swing and ran outside, hehe, it's the master.
"Mother Bones, where are you going?" Tang Bao was startled, yawned and woke up, stretched his neck and roared a few times at the rising moon in the sea, his appearance was extremely funny.
Hua Qiangu stopped to poke its head, and said with a smile, "What's your name? You're a bug, not a big bad wolf."
Tang Bao straightened her chest: "I'm absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, the aura of heaven and earth, hahaha..."
Hua Qiangu didn't care if it was alive or not, she grabbed it and stuffed it into her pocket, lifted the hem of her skirt and ran outside, the bells jingling non-stop.
Running outside the hall, it turned out that the master was playing the piano on the dew wind stone facing the Changliu fairy mountain under the sea and moonlight. The satin hair spread out randomly like a lotus flower in full bloom and fell all over the ground. A suit of plain white clothes, without a belt, fluttered in the strong wind.
"Master—Master—"
Hua Qiangu happily ran behind him. Bai Zihua didn't respond to her, and he stroked the piano very casually, but it was more beautiful than any music she heard in the book, quiet and elegant, ethereal and elegant.
But she couldn't feel any emotion from Bai Zihua in that peerless piano sound. Since ancient times, the sound of music has paid attention to moving people with emotion. As the first of the four arts, this Guqin is the best of the eight tones. No emotion is injected, and it sounds like nothing in the heart.
Hua Qiangu just stood there quietly, staring at Bai Zihua's back, listening to him stroke a zither without heart, she couldn't help feeling desolate. Master, he stood alone above the nine heavens, guarding this fairy mountain, this earth, this grotesque world, for thousands of years...
After finishing the song, Bai Zihua said calmly: "It's good that you can understand other musical instruments, but you need to be able to play this Guqin. Have you read the score?"
"Return to the master, read it, and wrote it down, but I don't know how to actually operate it."
"come here."
Hua Qiangu sat down beside him in fear, the wind seemed to be less than usual, otherwise when she looked down the cliff, she would feel that she was about to fall.
"Play it for me."
Hua Qiangu stretched out her hand nervously, remembering what was said in the book: playing the string with the right hand, combined with the firm pressing of the left hand on the string, you can get a bright sound; If you don't press the string with your left hand, it will be a loud and clear sound of empty strings. The loose tone is low-pitched, thick and simple, with a sense of solemnity. The high-pitched part of the overtone is light, crisp and bright, like a bell in the wind; the mid-range is bright and sonorous, like a jade chime. According to the playing tone, it varies according to the upper, middle and lower parts: the upper quasi-treble area is sharp and slender, the mid-accurate mid-range is bright and wide, and the lower quasi-bass area is calm and solid.
So the index finger is lightly picked, and the middle finger is hooked string by string from the outside to the inside. Immediately there was a melodious voice from the piano, Hua Qiangu thought it was fun, recalling the tune of the ballad from her hometown, she played it intermittently.
Bai Zihua nodded lightly: "When supporting, the hand should be rotated, so that the thumb is vertical, and then naturally downward."
Tang Bao poked his head out of his pocket, climbed onto the guqin, his body trembled with the sound of the piano, and quickly jumped onto Hua Qiangu's shoulder. Digging, Mommy Bones is amazing, she can play the piano!
"When locking the strings, the fingers should not be too deep, and the strings should be touched with the tip of the nails, so that the pronunciation can be clear."
"Yes." Hua Qiangu's forehead began to sweat, and his fingers became more and more stiff, the song couldn't be tuned, and the tune couldn't be tuned.
But suddenly Bai Zihua looped around his body, holding his little hand with two hands from above, and gently waved on the string. Hua Qiangu immediately froze on the spot, as if submerged in water instantly.
"Don't be impatient, concentrate your energy on your fingertips, and release sound waves layer by layer. Each wave has the power to break stones and divide gold."
Hua Qiangu felt the body behind her close to her, and felt that her throat was about to burst into smoke. Let the slender and white fingers teach me how to play the piano. But his own fingers seemed to be useless, and he could no longer move them.
But he saw white light pouring into Bai Zihua's hands, passing through his own hands, and in a flash, he began to strum the strings on the piano.
"Although rolling and brushing are multi-string legato, the sound must be clear, and the end should be like a penetrating bead to avoid mixing together. When rolling and brushing together, they must be closely connected; when rolling, turn from left to right, and when brushing, turn from right to left, forming a large circle. .As the saying goes, the pine wind sus, the flowing water murmurs."
Just as he was speaking, several white light blades shot out from the piano.
Hua Qiangu stood there in a daze, didn't hear what Bai Zihua was saying at all, but just wondered in her heart, the palm covering her hand was obviously so cold, the chill had penetrated into her bones, why was she so hot? Sweating profusely and flustered
"Understood?" Bai Zihua let go of her hand, looked down at her cuddling against his chest like a flower bone, and curled up into a ball.
"Ming, I understand."
"Then practice more in your spare time. There are hundreds of guqins in the piano room, such as Lingji, Shennong, Xiangquan, Fengshi, Lianzhu, Zhongni, Liezi, Lingguan, Shikuang, Ya'er, Luoxia, etc. You will play them tomorrow." Choose a style that you like. This kind of music competition is often encountered in the competition with others, so generally long-term students will learn a musical instrument. I have chosen a guqin for you on my own initiative. If you don’t like it, you can You can change it to something else."
"No need, master, I like it very much. Thank you, master!" Hua Qiangu raised her face and smiled at him, thinking that the master must hope that she can take good care of Fuxiqin in the future.
Bai Zihua nodded: "Tomorrow is Nu Wa Festival, there will be a grand ceremony in the mountains, you should go back and rest early."
"It's Master." Hua Qiangu slowly withdrew from his sight, turned around and started running happily again. Oh yeah, the master taught her to play the piano. After coming here for more than half a year, this is the first time the master has taught her something in person. She is so excited, she must study hard in the future.
Woke up at dawn the next day.
"Master—Master—"
Has the master gone down to the palace
"I'm in the room."
Hua Qiangu hurried over. I just pushed the door open and went in, only to realize that I was being impolite, and hurriedly backed out, but stuck my head in to look again. Seeing that Bai Zihua had just put on the sect master's saber, jade belt and white feathers, gorgeous tassels, but his hair was still casually draped.
"Master, why don't you tie your hair?"
"After a while, there will be disciples to help tie it up." Although he lives alone in the hall and does not need anyone to take care of him, the only thing he can't take care of is his long hair.
"Let me help the master tie it up." Hua Qiangu jumped in front of him excitedly.
Bai Zihua stopped his movements and looked at her.
Hua Qiangu pointed at her bun head, and said triumphantly, "I combed it well."
I clearly saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Bai Zihua sat down and handed her the comb.
Hua Qiangu stood behind him excitedly, finally able to touch the master's long hair, it was as black as the night sky, I really don't know how he took care of it. Over a hundred years old, without a single gray hair! At a loss, he combed the comb down, but he panicked and couldn't hold it steady. The comb slid down the hair without any external force. Hua Qiangu clicked his tongue, oh my god, it's slipping like this, no wonder the mana can't restrain it well.
half an hour later...
"Xiaogu, haven't you finished combing yet? The ceremony is about to begin."
"Okay, okay, it'll be ready soon." Hua Qiangu was having a great time playing with it, and when she came back to her senses, she hurriedly tied up her hair in a simple way.
Bai Zihua looked in the mirror and sighed helplessly, isn't this comparable to his skill. Alas, forget it, let it be like this, there is no rush.
The master and apprentice went straight from the Heartless Hall to the main hall.
"Junior brother, why are you so late." Mo Yan looked at him dissatisfied.
Sheng Xiao silently looked at Bai Zihua, then at Hua Qiangu behind him, holding his stomach and laughing loudly.
"Brother, your hair..." Why is it so messy and loose? It was the first time to see the always extraordinary senior brother have such a cute look.
"It's okay." Bai Zihua recited a formula, and his long hair immediately straightened and refreshed a lot. It's just that he seldom uses spells normally, and even relying on spells to maintain his hair seems to be a bit of an overkill. But after all, not wearing hair in formal occasions is not decent, so he usually avoids it as much as possible.
Hua Qiangu pursed her mouth guiltily, alas, it's no wonder she's not skilled enough, it's really too difficult.
During the ceremony, He Huo Xi, Wu Qingluo danced, and they stood in a row at the end of the eleventh day. He didn't dare to make a sound, so he could only exchange greetings with eye contact. He felt a sharp gaze behind him, but when he turned around, it was indeed Ni Mantian. I haven't seen her for more than half a year, but she has become even more beautiful and exquisite, she is already two years older than Hua Qiangu, and has grown into a charming girl, but Hua Qiangu is still as small as a child.
Speechlessly, he looked down at his chest, which was still flat, without any ups and downs. Well, if you are flat, you can be flat, if one day, your face can be one-thousandth as good-looking as sister Qianmo, then you will be satisfied.
Thinking of Sha Qianmo, I don't know where she is now. And Xuanyuan Lang, I don't know how his problem is solved. Dongfang Yuqing is so powerful, has he already won the first prize? And Yunyin, it has been more than a month since he sent a letter from the imperial paper bird last time, so he doesn't know how everything is going well in Maoshan.
Suddenly remembered Shuo Feng, turned to look at him, he was standing far away from Ni Man Tian, the relationship should still be bad. Brother Eleven must have had a hard time teaching these two apprentices.
Continue to look up at Bai Zihua above. Shuofeng didn't notice that he raised his head to look at her.
After the ceremony, Hua Qiangu didn't follow Bai Zihua back to the palace, but stayed with Qingshui and the others for a small gathering. But he still didn't dare to drink or eat, for fear of falling asleep and falling asleep.
Early the next morning, Bai Zihua pushed the door open and was about to leave when he saw Hua Qiangu standing by the door with his head bowed.
"how?"
"Master, can I come to tie your hair every morning from now on? Skill is something that comes from practice. Don't you always say that hard work can make up for weakness?" Hua Qiangu raised the comb and smiled at him.
Baizi draws black lines all over his head...
(Quanben Novel Network)