Zhang Xuemin recalled the past, and it was quite interesting to think of that memory.

Fortunately, Sun Hui was not laughed to death, otherwise Li Mumu would really have become a murderer. Otherwise, they would not be able to laugh happily and talk about the past.

"Sun Hui has a congenital heart disease, how can you blame me? It's not like you imitated my singing, but it didn't look like me at all. When you sang to the plateau, you roared like a wolf being crushed.

Yes. It’s not a bad thing if they don’t ask you to settle the medical bills.”

Li Mumu complained.

She crossed her arms, pouted, and placed all the blame on Zhang Xuemin.

"Okay, even if it's me, I also cured Sun Hui's depression. She was so aloof because she had mild depression. Later, her mother often thanked me, saying that from that time on KTV, Yala said

After the incident, Sun Hui became very cheerful. When encountering something unhappy, just listen to Yala from the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and she will immediately be a hundred times happier and save a lot of medical expenses for treating depression."

Zhang Xuemin recalled what happened back then with a smile.

He and Li Mumu exchanged embarrassments about the past, almost forgetting that the topic they were talking about was Xiao Chenfeng, and went off topic to his grandma's house. The two of them were also very good at changing topics.

"By the way, Xiao Chenfeng, is that song your original creation?"

Li Mumu changed the topic back.

Xiao Chenfeng was still thinking about the two happy enemies bickering with each other, and forgot about him for a while, but before he knew it, Li Mumu shot back again,

"No, I found this score inside the lid of our piano. It sounds very good. I played this piece today."

Xiao Chenfeng said calmly.

In fact, he told a lie. This piece of music was written by him when he was in the world of cultivating immortals, and he missed Xia Youyou. He used the guqin at that time, and the score and memories were deeply integrated.

"Your piano technique doesn't seem to be a formal technique. It seems like you invented it yourself. Did you teach yourself to play the piano?"

Mu Yunduo asked curiously.

She really couldn't see through Xiao Chenfeng's identity. Although this young man was young, his experience seemed extremely rich, especially his emotional experience. The emotion contained in the music just now was definitely not that of a young man in his early twenties.

So it shows.

"Yes, I taught myself."

What Xiao Chenfeng said was true, but it was actually half-truth. His guqin master was also Taoist Master Qingsong. Taoist Qingsong taught him guqin because he wanted him to use music to experience the true meaning of the universe and life.

Xiao Chenfeng did use the guqin to experience a lot of the Taoist realm, which was more profound than reading ancient books on cultivating immortals and refining elixirs.

He poured his own and friendly feelings into the guqin. In the faint sound of the guqin, he seemed to appreciate the beauty of the bells and spirits in the world, and the ups and downs of life and death in the human world.

Only by seeing through life and death and being free from worries can one pass through the final hurdle for cultivators of immortality, the calamity of life and death. Only by surviving this calamity can one become an immortal and become immortal.

His master, Taoist Qingsong, once said that all things have spirits and all things have laws, but all laws are unified and all methods are interoperable.

Therefore, no matter what kind of cultivation method, even if it is martial arts, swordsmanship, tea ceremony, flower ceremony, love ceremony, or musical instrument, you can eventually become an immortal, but the key lies in that thought.

Seeing through the world of mortals, these four words may seem simple, but it takes countless thoughts, training, and meditation to break through the path and stop reincarnation.

Xiao Chenfeng practiced guqin in the world of immortality, but after five hundred years of accumulation, his guqin has reached the state of spiritual transformation, so his music can dance in the snow and rain, and attract the moon and the wind.

Although he could no longer find the guqin in the world of immortality when he returned to modern times, all methods have the same origin, and both piano and guqin have similar scales.

Five kinds of tunes by Guqin Gong Shang Jiao Zhengyu can also be performed on the piano, so in modern times, Xiao Chenfeng taught himself piano. Because he has played Guqin for hundreds of years, he learned the piano very quickly and learned it in a few days. .

And what he played repeatedly was always the music he composed for Xia Youyou.

This song is his yearning, his memories, every bit of him and his friendliness, which have been integrated into this song.

Mu Yunduo looked at Xiao Chenfeng in front of her.

She could see that Xiao Chenfeng seemed to be recalling the past, and what he had experienced. She really couldn't imagine how profound an emotional experience a young man in his early twenties would have.

"It's okay, self-study? You're good enough. You can teach me anytime. Such a powerful skill in picking up girls would be a waste if you don't use it. I've never seen you play the piano."

Zhang Xueming joked and laughed.

He thought to himself that Xiao Chenfeng was truly a genius. He was usually too low-key, but now he suddenly had an unbelievable stunt, and he was like a sweeping monk from the Eight Tribes of Heavenly Dragons.

"That's right, I haven't seen you have any girlfriends. Do you already have a beautiful young lady, hiding it from us?"

Li Mumu said with a bad smile.

Her sixth sense was indeed very accurate. Xiao Chenfeng also met Xia Youyou a few days ago.

Xiao Chenfeng smiled helplessly.

When these two people work together, they are simply a pair of geniuses who talk about cross talk. If you offend anyone, you can't offend the cross talk talker, otherwise they will make your story into a nine-episode joke, and talk about it under the overpass. Three days and three nights.

"By the way, is Mr. Wang just now your relative?"

Mu Yunduo asked Wang Jingwen.

Xiao Chenfeng breathed a sigh of relief. He was really grateful to Mu Yunduo for helping him change the subject. He was finally able to get rid of the two people's tight and continuous questions.

"Well, he is my uncle and grandfather."

Wang Jingwen replied,

She had not spoken just now, but Xiao Chenfeng's beautiful piano skills in front of the piano completely moved her. She felt that Xiao Chenfeng must have had an unforgettable love, otherwise he would never play with such sincere feelings. music.

"Grandpa uncle? Jingwen, I didn't expect your family's background to be so strong!"

Zhang Xueming joked.

He knew that Wang Jingwen had a superior family background, but he did not expect that Wang Zhonglu, the director of the Imperial Theater, was also related to her. Such a strong background was simply unbelievable to him.

"No, I think it's very ordinary. I like to live an ordinary life, so don't talk nonsense to others."

Wang Jingwen rolled her eyes.

In fact, she doesn't care about status, money, background, or any of these things. If she relies on these to make friends, the friends she makes will be nothing more than cuckoldies.

Fortunately, she has good friends like them. They treat her as an ordinary person instead of trying to please her. Having friends like Li Mumu and others, she feels, is a hundred times better than those with false reputations!

The only thing she wants to know now is Xiao Chenfeng's identity. She and he are considered friends, but their relationship has always been very weak.

Sometimes she was actually very interested in Xiao Chenfeng, but sometimes Xiao Chenfeng gave people a cold and indifferent feeling. She felt that he just regarded him as an ordinary friend.

But she had too high expectations for him.

Sometimes she longed to stay with Xiao Chenfeng for a while longer. Even like this, she was content with him being there with us all together.

She knew that she couldn't expect too much. Being able to say a few words to him, chat for a while, and look at him quietly was the most beautiful and peaceful thing.

She doesn't want to break this peace, she will only bury her feelings deeply in her heart.

If she told him what was on her mind, she felt that their relationship would become even more estranged. She felt that he already had someone he liked in his heart. If she wanted to destroy this peace again, why bother?

"No."

Xiao Chenfeng smiled.

He seemed to see the girl's thoughts, but maybe he didn't. He felt that Wang Jingwen was sometimes very introverted. Although she was very beautiful, she always lacked self-confidence. This girl must be very lonely inside.

He has had similar experiences and emotions, so he understands them.

"Thank you~"

Wang Jingwen smiled sweetly.

She just saw Xiao Chenfeng smiling at her. This was the happiest thing for her. His smile seemed like warm sunshine, gentle and touching.

She only said thank you, but the emotions contained in it were joyful and complicated.

She hopes to see his smile every day, but she knows this is impossible.

Today, she was satisfied that he could come over to see her, which meant that he cared about her at least a little. Even if it was just a little, she was satisfied.

Just now, she heard Xiao Chenfeng's poignant and moving music, and she knew that the music was not composed by herself.

However, she just fantasized that Xiao Chenfeng wrote this song for her.

She regarded the piece played by Xiao Chenfeng as her most perfect birthday gift today.

When Xiao Chenfeng finished playing the song, tears soaked her eyes. She closed her eyes and quietly made a wish.

She only hopes that she and he will always be friends. Even if they are such ordinary friends, as long as he comes to see her for a while on her birthday every year, she will be satisfied.

This wish was hardly a wish, but she felt that it was good to maintain such a relationship.

Soon, even if she will wait for him, what about him? He must be with the person he likes, will he still come to his birthday party?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling that her eyes were a little moist.

"No need to send it off, Jingwen, please go back."

Xiao Chenfeng looked at Wang Jingwen standing at the door of the banquet hall and said to her.

He still cared about her considerately. In fact, he regarded her as a sister in his heart. She always looked so melancholy and in need of care.

"It's okay, let's get together often, bye~"

Wang Jingwen waved goodbye to Xiao Chenfeng and the others.

Her heart felt so warm when she heard Xiao Chenfeng's considerate words at the end to let her go back. She watched Xiao Chenfeng and the others disappear into the night, feeling a little bit of joy and a little bit of loneliness in her heart.

After all, he also cares about her. Although it is just a friendship, she imagines this feeling as his care for her.
To be continued...