The moment the strings fluctuated, ripples appeared in the air. Sang Tu did not have a strong cultivation level, but these ripples were the resonance between the sound of the strings and the surrounding air.
The fingertips were rhythmic and the sound of the piano was surrounding. The noisy hall became silent at this moment, leaving only the rising sound of the piano that penetrated everyone's eardrums and reached deep into the soul.
Mu Diechen, who looked anxious, became quiet at this time. It seemed that the music had an irresistible magic power. No matter what you were doing now, you wanted to stop and listen carefully.
Even Ying Qingyun stopped what he was doing, his intoxicated expression making it impossible to believe that he had such an extremely rude eating look just a moment ago.
Although he couldn't understand what was being played in the music, he did enjoy this kind of music very much. This should be why he would treat a person with a low cultivation level in Qinghu Village as a distinguished guest.
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"I didn't expect that he would like music so much. No wonder he would treat Sangtu as a distinguished guest!"
Zeng Tu was also attracted by the sound of the piano, but his brain did not stop thinking. The survival of the Huaisha Gang could be said to be decided by him alone. Although Sangtu's piano music had extraordinary magical power, he could not lose it at this time.
reason.
The music score played by Sangtu could not be described in words such as poignant, sad, and euphemistic. In the second half of the playing, even he couldn't help but burst into tears. Sangtu had integrated the guqin into himself.
No one can imagine what kind of misfortune he must have suffered to play such a desolate tune. Nearly twenty people in the hall bowed their heads sadly at this time. The sound of the piano had touched the deepest things in their hearts.
Regardless of whether people know how to play the piano or not, their eyes are filled with tears at this time. Only those who have experienced life changes can understand Sangtu's piano and read his music. And most of the people here obviously have it.
Story person.
At this moment, Mu Diechen burst into tears and her body trembled slightly. This lingering fairy sound had touched the last line of defense in her heart, and she could no longer bear to recall the memory box locked deep in her heart.
Ouyang Jing's little mouth also opened in an "oh" shape, and she looked at Sang Tu in surprise, obviously not expecting that his piano skills were so superb.
She did not shed tears at this time, but from the music score, the sound of the piano, and looking at the people in the hall, even a fool could understand the extraordinary nature of Sangtu's piano skills.
When the score came to an end, Sangtu even whispered:
The children's whispers are murmuring, grudges, sorrows and secret resentments arise.
There are several waves in the Youyan spring water, and the flowers, birds, insects and fish are also singing sadly.
After the poem was recited, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, but everyone present was still immersed in the lingering sound, and it was not until a long time later that they calmed down.
"Well, you are worthy of being the piano master Sangtu. I am truly lucky to hear your music today!"
The first one to speak was Ma Tong. Needless to say for a person with such a true temperament, the dignified man also had tears streaking down his face at this time, but no one laughed at him, because these people were almost the same as him.
A look of embarrassment.
Sang Tu cupped his fists and smiled, then returned behind Ying Qingyun. Of course, he left the guqin on the table.
"Ouyang Jing, it's your turn, let us learn about your superb piano skills!"
Zhou Yinglong sneered, his face full of ridicule. Of course he would not miss this opportunity to scold the opponent. He did not think that Ouyang Jing's piano skills were better than Sang Tu's. At most, he could only play.
Zeng Tu also nodded to her, and then smiled slightly, obviously encouraging her, but Zeng Tu also sighed in his heart. Sang Tu's piano skills were beyond his expectation. Although Ouyang Jing had promised him, but
He also doesn't think Ouyang Jing's piano skills can surpass Sang Tu's.
"Then I would rather be respectful than obey my orders. If you want to see my piano skills, please move outside!"
There was no trace of worry on Ouyang Jing's face. Sang Tu's piano skills previously only surprised him, but other than that, he could not bring any other emotions to her.
After she finished speaking, she picked up the guqin on the desk in one hand and skipped out of the hall.
"Hahaha, let's go see how her piano skills are. As long as she can reach half of Sangtu's piano skills, I will consider her a winner!"
Ying Qingyun burst out laughing, and then strode out of the hall. Of course, he always held a wine bottle in his left hand. After listening to the ditty, he returned to his original appearance.
Wang Han, on the other hand, followed him closely, holding a heavy knife nearly two meters long in his hand. From the way he carried the knife, we could see that the weight of the heavy knife was not light. Of course, this was not his weapon.
It's Ying Qingyun's weapon.
Ouyang Jing walked outside and turned around to see everyone following her, looking very satisfied. Then she walked to a flat bluestone and placed the guqin on it, while she sat on the stone bench.
"Looking at my lady's superb piano skills, it will open your eyes when the time comes. How dare you make fun of me, I will definitely make you regret it!"
Ouyang Jing did not forget to say harsh words at this time, while Zhou Yinglong said with a smile: "Then let us see your superb piano skills, before you attract the wolves!"
Everyone burst into laughter again. Ouyang Jing's smiling face turned red with anger, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated at this moment, and she glared at Zhou Yinglong with round eyes.
However, she also knew that now was not the time to take action. Not to mention her, the Huaisha Gang as a whole did not have the ability to compete with the Qinghu Village. She turned around and put her hand on the strings. Suddenly, her body shook.
A figure appeared in her sight, but at this time Ying Qingyun, Zeng Tu and the others all focused on Ouyang Jing and did not notice the figure in the distance.
She was about to jump up and scream, but she saw this person make a gesture of silence, and then gave her a thumbs up.
Seeing the appearance of this thumb, Ouyang Jing suddenly calmed down. The restless mood just now disappeared, and her expression showed a hint of ecstasy. She immediately moved her hands.
Nimble fingers caressed the strings, and the cheerful melody floated out from the long and narrow piano case, wrapping around everyone's face like soft ribbons flying in the sky.
Different from Sangtu's style of music, there is strong joy in the finger-picking. The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are like whispers, sometimes passionate, sometimes low. At this time, Ouyang Jing seems to be in harmony with the surroundings.
The green blends into one.
The flying notes brought all the living things around. The flowers, plants and trees seemed to have emotions at this time, and they actually matched the same rhythm as Ouyang Jing's rhythm. Sometimes they danced, sometimes swayed, and Ouyang Jing played the melody.
Awakened this sleeping earth.
"What a spring-filled song. I didn't expect that she would have such amazing achievements in piano skills at such a young age!"
Sang Tu stared dumbfounded at Ouyang Jing, who had become one with the spring spirit. He could also play this song, but it was impossible to reach Ouyang Jing's level.
Ouyang Jing, who was completely immersed in the music score, was like a fairy descending to earth at this time. The movements between her fingers were so comfortable, as if Ouyang Jing, who was playing the piano, had transcended the mortal world and became a real fairy woman.
Half of the score passed, and groups of birds and beasts appeared in the sky and began to dance. On the ground, colorful butterflies began to gather, and they all settled on Ouyang Jing's body, as well as the guqin in front of her.
superior.
The beautiful pictures and wonderful musical notes give people the extreme illusion that this is no longer a place of sin, but an idyllic place that everyone longs for.
There was no fighting, no smoke, no intrigues, Ouyang Jing has become a fairy in everyone's eyes.
"What a superb piano skill. It's really good. She must be from the Ouyang family. But how could a member of the Ouyang family come to a place like this? Judging from her outstanding skills, her status in the Ouyang family should be quite high!"
Mu Diechen was obviously a well-informed person, and she was as shocked as anyone else. The only trace of reason she retained was filled with shock. She had vaguely guessed Ouyang Jing's identity.
The fluctuation of the strings came to an end, and the Huaisha Gang had suddenly become an animal world of birds, animals, flowers, birds, insects, and fish. At this time, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. Ouyang Jing stood up proudly, and then turned around to look at the stunned people.
The expressions were all different, including enjoyment, shock, confusion, and even horror. Seeing this scene, Ouyang Jing couldn't help but burst out laughing, breaking everyone's expressions.
"Hahaha, let me tell you, does anyone still doubt my young lady's piano skills?"
Everyone who had returned to normal looked at me and I looked at you, unable to say a word, but Zhou Yinglong was the first to lose his temper.
"So what? Mr. Sang's piano skills are deeply rooted in the hearts of all of us. What do you think this is? Do you think this is a breeding farm? It is true that you can attract wolves!"
Ouyang Jing's pretty face turned red with anger again, and she pointed at Zhou Yinglong with slightly trembling fingers: "Okay, okay, if you think that my piano skills are not as good as those of Sang Tu, then ask him yourself and let him talk about the two of us.
Who is more skilled!"
Zhou Yinglong immediately turned his attention to Sang Tu, who sighed and shook his head. Obviously, he was not the kind of person who couldn't afford to lose.
"This girl's piano skills are truly amazing. I feel ashamed of myself. My ability to play that piece of music is all due to some life experiences. If the girl reaches my age, she must have reached the pinnacle of her piano skills!"
"How about it? You have nothing to say. Our Huaisha Gang wins the first game!"
Ouyang Jing skipped to the side of Zeng Tu and others, clapped her hands and cheered, and then raised her head proudly towards Zhou Yinglong, but her eyes quietly turned behind her, but unfortunately the familiar shadow just now disappeared.
"Okay, okay, if you lose, you lose. Aren't there two more games? Wang Han, go and have a battle of wits with them. Don't lose the face of Qinghu Village!"
Ying Qingyun didn't mean to blame Sang Tu, but his tone was already a little helpless. After all, no one would be in a good mood when seeing things that he had been confident about in advance were now beyond his control.
Wang Han nodded after hearing this, and just as he was about to move forward, a pleasant voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears: "Okay, there is no need for the second competition, let's go straight to the third one!"