Chapter 26

"By the way, who knows how to remember the score, that is, can you write down the tune?" Wang Yang thought for a long time, finally made up his mind and took out a song.

"I know how to remember the book." Yunyan, the Yihonglou courtesan, stretched out his hand hesitantly, and he was a very standard speaking posture for elementary school students in class.

"Okay, I'll hum the tune, you can write it down, and then play it for me." Wang Yang brought an embroidery pier and sat next to Miss Yunyan. After Yunyan prepared the pen and ink, Wang Yang began to whistle.

The whistle was clear, but the tune made everyone lit up. Miss Yunyan looked at Wang Yang with her eyes lit up, listening to the whistle intently. Whether it was Liu Yiyi or other girls, they also stared at Wang Yang who had narrowed his eyes and whistled leisurely.

It is beautiful, gentle and a little desolate, and has a completely different rhythm from the current music, which makes them involuntarily intoxicated. Until the end of the song, the lingering sound dissipated, and everyone still maintained their previous posture, with a look of fascination and intoxication.

"What kind of song is this?" Liu Yiyi, who had come back to her senses, looked straight at Wang Yang who was close to her. Her eyes looked like the female bandit who wanted to rob, or like the female bandit who wanted to rob her husband. Her eyes were picturesque and charming.

"Dongfeng Po...it should be called this name." Wang Yang looked at the group of girls with shiny and red eyes, and touched his nose shyly.

"By the way, Miss Yunyan, have you recorded the score?" Wang Yang turned his head and asked Miss Yunyan.

Miss Yunyan lowered her head in surprise and looked at the white rice paper on her desk, then blushed and said apologizing. "I'm really sorry, I'm really impressed just now, so..."

"Okay, I'll blow it again, and then you remember to remember the score." Wang Yang just waved his hand, didn't blame him, and then blew it gently.

This time, Miss Yunyan started writing ink and flew into the rice paper. After memorizing the score, Wang Yang blew it again so that Miss Yunyan would check it out by herself to determine if there were any missed or wrong notes.

After whistling three times, even an old driver like Wang Yang who used to whistle when he saw a beautiful girl, he felt sore at this moment, which was more than three points more tired than speaking for two hours of speeches or conducting one hour of marketing training.

Miss Yunyan rubbed her sore fingers, then copied the pipa, and began to try to pull it up. Although it was a little awkward at first, under Wang Yang's guidance, when she played it for the second and third times, she gradually felt the kind of smell that Wang Yang played.

"Sister Yunyan is really amazing, and she plays so well..." Although Liu Yiyi is also good at everything from chess to calligraphy and painting, she believes that her talent in music is really unparalleled with Miss Yunyan.

A little pride appeared on Miss Yunyan's face. She was very confident about her talent, just like her singing voice. However, when her eyes fell on Wang Yang, she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy when she saw his frowning eyebrows. "Brother Wang, what's wrong?"

"No, the taste is wrong..." Wang Yang shook his head slowly with his brow locked. "The wrong feelings you devoted to playing always make me feel something is wrong."

"Is there any? I think Sister Yunyan plays it well." A girl playing the piano couldn't help but stand up and talk.

"I know she plays well, but if it's just good, is that interesting?" Wang Yang spread his hands and said. "What I need is to be able to play the emotions of this song to the extreme, not almost the same."

Miss Yunyan looked at Wang Yang standing in front of her with a serious look on her face, and a faint resentment arose in her heart. She was silent on her face and said with a gentle smile. "I wonder what the emotions you need for brother Wang? Please give me some advice."

Wang Yang turned his head and looked at Miss Yunyan, who was sitting on the embroidered dock with a gentle and persistent smile on his face, raised his eyebrows. "I dare not take the advice, but Wang still feels that Miss Yunyan, you have not yet fully understood and understood the essence of this song."

"It's true, Brother Wang's brother and Sister Yunyan's talent in folk art are the best in our Bianhe area, so many officials come to our Yihonglou for Sister Yunyan's talent and singing voice." Liu Yiyi, the female fairy, could not see that there seemed to be a vague conflict between the two, and she stood up with a smile and explained.

"I naturally admire Miss Yunyan's talent and singing voice, but what I need is to use is to fight and win in battle. After all, this is related to the survival of Yihonglou, not to mention the future of Yihonglou." Wang Yang is a responsible person after all, and he also knows Liu Yiyi's kindness. However, there are some words he must say, not only to be responsible for himself, but also to the works he has produced.

"The brother of the Wang family said so much. I would like to ask my brother of the Wang family to give me some advice on how to make me understand the essence of this beautiful song." Miss Yunyan's face was still smiling, but her smile seemed a little stiff.

"I wonder if there are lyrics to match such a good song?" A girl with Miss Yunyan stood up and said angrily to Wang Yang.

"Yes, yes, Brother Wang, you are so powerful, can you use a lyric to match it? I believe that this will make it easier for Sister Yunyan to understand the essence of this song." Another girl also stood up and said.

Seeing the current attitude of almost attacking people, Liu Yiyi's face couldn't help but sank. She was about to yell, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Wang Yang blinking at her mischievously and slowly shook her head, as if she knew what she was going to do.

Liu Yiyi closed her mouth hesitantly, calmed down, and wanted to see how Wang Yang was preparing to deal with this matter.

Wang Yang was actually in a state of anger. He never thought that he would treat serious artistic issues with a serious and pertinent attitude, but was criticized by a group of girls, which naturally made Wang Yang very unhappy.

"You also think that this song needs lyrics to match, right?" Wang Yang stood with his hands behind his back, and glanced at the girls who were both enemies, with calm eyes and confident smiles.

"Yes!" Five or six girls twitched their heads in an orderly manner. Although Miss Yunyan did not nod, she completely agreed with her smiling face.

"Well, since you all thought about it, I'll take action. Oh, it turns out that I don't want to be so high-profile, but your requests make me unable to continue to remain silent..." Wang Yang raised his head, looked up at the ceiling at 45 degrees, looking at the loneliness of a hero and invincible world. He saw that the girls wanted to copy the soles of his shoes and slapped his annoying handsome face.

PS: Oh, we have passed the car of the old driver in front. Mr. Wang will definitely drive well. Drive the car well. Everyone should sit firmly and drift carefully... Let’s recommend it, what’s the collection, that’s the power.
Chapter completed!