"Hey! Where did the tune come from!" Li Xiaotian rushed to the place where Nian Wuwu was in the wind, but when he passed by the back mountain of the Eight Profound Academy, a beautiful tune suddenly sounded.
The melody of this song continuously jumps and changes in the wide range of sound range. The faint finger shift is alternated with the real sound, and the melody appears from time to time. Seeing the top of the mountain, clouds and mist, erratic and uncertain, people can't help but indulge in. Li Xiaotian was slightly stunned when he heard the beautiful piano sound.
However, Li Xiaotian hadn't come back to his senses, the tune suddenly changed its style, clear overtones, lively rhythm, like a gurgling clank, a quiet stream of cold; clear and cold, a trickle of pine roots. He listened quietly, and the feeling of joy spontaneously emerged, and his rhyme was lingering and lingering, as if the flow of water, but such a mood was too late for Li Xiaotian to have too much nostalgia.
This tune changed its rhythm once, and the whole rhythm began to become high-pitched, like a view of extreme turmoil, like a dragon roaring. Xixin listened quietly, as if riding a dangerous boat across Wu Gorge, dizzy and thrilling. Suspicious that this body was already rushing to the mountains, and Li Xiaotian was immersed in this song at this moment when the whole mind was immersed in this song. Completely cut off from heaven and earth, the whole person's heart is empty.
In fact, when Li Xiaotian was at the Poetry Association last time, he was not very clear about the music played by the instruments there. This does not mean that he did not understand the sound. On the contrary, he had been involved in piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy since he was young. Too high and deep, but it is by no means comparable to ordinary people.
In a pavilion above the Cuiwei Pavilion on the back mountain of the Eight Profound Academy, a woman in plain clothes, with a slender and white ten fingers, is stroking the antique wooden zither in front of her.
Beautiful eyes closed slightly, drops of water hung on a blue silk, crystal clear, her skin deceived Shuangshengxue, as her fingers jumped, beautiful notes kept coming out.
There were two equally stunning women beside him, who were also intoxicated at this time.
There are still a few unknown birds on this pavilion, stretching their feathers slightly, seeming to be fascinated by the sound of the piano.
Since several people were completely addicted to the entrance at this time, they did not notice when there were two more figures on the edge of the pavilion.
Suddenly, the hands of the woman playing the piano began to dance on the piano, and rainbow-like notes kept piercing through them, seeming to be huge waves of water, crashing down on the cliff of Qianzhang.
It made people feel it, flying straight down three thousand feet. The suspected scene of the Milky Way falling in the nine heavens appeared in front of him alive. It makes people's whole heart beating constantly with this note.
boom…
This kind of scene calmed down again in a moment, and the whole piano sound became calm, as if a flat boat had just fallen from a high altitude following a huge waterfall, and it was on the surface of the advancing water, and it was slowly going away.
Hum...
With a soft buzz, the woman slowly touched the piano with her hands and stopped.
"What a high mountain and flowing water!" The woman just stopped when a loud praise came.
The three women were shocked. I didn't even know if someone broke in. But just when they saw the person who came, the faces of the women were all smiles.
"Li Xiaotian! Do you understand? Don't know how to pretend to understand? Don't think it's great to get a fifth son with an epee without a front." Chu Shuxuan saw that the person was Li Xiaotian, his hands on his hips, his mouth tilted, his chest The previous one. There was no shock of affection. When she said this, there was a touch of sorrow in her heart. This man was really excellent. When she remembered the conversation between Liang Xinci and Chu Keer last night, she seemed to understand something in her heart.
"What kind of fifth son?" Li Xiaotian glared at her, seeing that there was a little red on her face, probably because Li Huolong drank too much wine last night.
"Humph!" Chu Shuxuan saw Li Xiaotian's appearance at this time, and he hummed softly in his small mouth, turning his head away, not looking at Li Xiaotian.
"Haha... It seems that Lord Li really doesn't know? Now my Eight Profound Academy has not only the four great sons, but overnight, I became the five great sons. The fifth one is you. Li Xiaotian, the heavy sword has no front." When Liang Xinci saw that Li Xiaotian seemed to have never cheated, he explained with a smile.
Forehead! Li Xiaotian was taken aback for a moment. He really didn't know about this. No wonder so many people looked at him weirdly in the morning and talked a lot about feelings.
"Well, now Li Gongzi can teach a little girl!" What Liang Xinci cares most about is Li Xiaotian's views on his own music.
"I can’t tell you! It’s a little suggestion! Your zither is a twelve-string zither. If you use a 13-string zither or a sixteen-string zither, or even a 26-string zither, you will have This unexpected harvest." Li Xiaotian glanced at the wooden guzheng and said.
"Hahaha... Li Xiaotian, you laughed so hard at me! The Guzheng is twelve strings, and there are as many as 13 or 26 strings. Are you okay!" Seeing Li Xiaotian said that the Guzheng has 26 strings, which is now big. Laughed. As if he had heard the funniest thing, the little hand kept holding on to his chest, for fear that Xiao fainted.
However, on Liang Xinci's complexion, there was a slightly thinking look.
"Idiot!" Li Xiaotian looked at Chu Shuxuan's appearance and shouted in his heart.
"This zither is different from the zither! Each string of the zither can emit different notes, but each string of the zither can only emit one type of note, at most two. Use the zither to play a very complicated piece of high mountain and flowing water. It’s more difficult. If there are more strings on the zither, you will have better control.” Li Xiaotian said lightly.
"It's true that you have some truth, but isn't this cumbersome?" Liang Xinci said suspiciously.
"Hey...Let's do it. Do you have any spare strings here." Li Xiaotian sighed lightly. After all, these 13-string Guzheng and 26-string Guzheng were all made by himself. If you want others to believe at this time, of course you need to perform it on the spot.
As soon as Li Xiaotian’s voice fell, Chu Shuxuan did not know where he took out a string and handed it to Li Xiaotian’s hands. Li Xiaotian took the string and took a good look at it. It was a string made of silk. The toughness is excellent, but it is the top grade among the strings.
In the surprised eyes of the women, Li Xiaotian pulled the strings vigorously, and walked to the guzheng to get busy.
"Li Xiaotian, what are you going to do?" Chu Shuxuan was very upset as Li Xiaotian looked at the guzheng. Asked dissatisfiedly.
"You'll know later." Li Xiaotian smiled mysteriously, and said nothing. The two strings in his hand were tied to the two sides of the guzheng respectively. After confirming that it was firm, I tried an audition. After a while, Li Xiaotian smiled with satisfaction. Although it was a little unsightly, the guzheng was actually successfully transformed by him.
Li Xiaotian sat on the bench next to the Guzheng. Exhale a deep breath, and start with ten fingers with both hands. Tick, tick, wipe. pick. Support. Hit, pick. Theory, summary. Constantly changing.
With the change of Li Xiaotian's fingers, long notes came out, and Li Xiaotian's mouth also began to slowly sing, "Lights and stars, human voices, and songs are endless in chaos. You become an Mo idiot, and you are finally thanking you for the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
Eternal reincarnation, one spring goes to beauty and old age, the flower falls and the people do not know, the prosperous and troubled world, the still water runs deep, the vicissitudes of life, the three lives are clear, the three lives are clear, the joy and sorrow are separated. "
Listening to Li Xiaotian's long and deep invitation at this time, the women were slightly taken aback. What kind of fortune this young man has experienced since he was a child, there is a hint of ending in the voice out of thin air, a hint of sadness, how can I imagine that this is yesterday? A man who is still on the stage with an energetic spirit against nine opponents. This low and hoarse voice seemed to affect the hearts of these women at this time, sinking into it completely.
I could only hear Li Xiaotian sing once again, "The deep blue sea, the red rain, who spilled the end at the ferry? The desolate and ruthless battlefield, the rain and arrows, how many young heroes killed in blood, how many loyal souls Buried in a foreign country, one will succeed, the bones are withered, how many whites are sent away with black hair. It is just the infatuation of who is waiting for me as soon as I enter the rivers and lakes to urge me, ruined walls, soldiers facing pools, full of smoke and sand in the city, and bitter! The vicissitudes of life, I am afraid that no one will listen to the meaning of flowers falling."
"Braid silk grosgrain, love the world; Yulu agar, Dielian Tianya. Ning listen to the prosperous song, not the prosperous master. Your peaceful face will disappear like a dream bubble in the Linghua mirror during the life of the army and the king. Weak thread, for whom dreams become idiots!
The prosperous and prosperous world, who will compete for the beauties? "
Li Xiaotian sang a song with ten fingers gently supporting the string that was still jumping, and he was full of tastes in his heart. The song just now sang his heart's voice and sang his unyielding heart.
The women stared blankly at Li Xiaotian, who was sitting there. There was admiration and desolation on his face, and it seemed that there was still a trace of distress.
They didn't know what kind of experience the man in front of him had, so they sang it out. They just sang the infatuation of urging me in the rivers and lakes, ruined walls, soldiers under the pool, full of smoke and sand, bitterness who is waiting! I am not afraid of the vicissitudes of beauty, and I am afraid that no one will listen to the sentence.
Li Dazhu didn't know their mentality at all, and he still had such a smirk on his face. It seems that his world is only the stick in his hand.
"Li... Li Xiaotian I'm sorry." Chu Shuxuan came to Li Xiaotian's face with tears in his eyes at this time, and said to Li Xiaotian with a choke.
call…
Li Xiaotian let out a deep sigh, calmed his heart, and slowly stood up.
"Li Xiaotian! You little bastard" But at this moment a loud shout came.