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Chapter 91 Pipa Walk

The lyrics and music of "Farewell" were all composed by Chen Mo. It deeply touched Yaoyao's heart at that time, and it can be said that she loved it very much.

But there was still regret left at the dinner that day.

It is true that Yaoyao is very talented in playing and singing, but no matter how good she is, she cannot grasp the essence of it in just one or two plays.

After she came back, she practiced this piece repeatedly, hoping that the next time she saw Chen Mo, she could play the piano and the harp again.

It was also during this process that she discovered a thorny problem. Even though she knew the lyrics and music by heart, she could never express her true emotions.

In the final analysis, Yaoyao's vision is too narrow.

Growing up in Baihualou, I rarely had the opportunity to go out. Even in this county, there are many places I have never been to.

Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles.

If you have never met a good friend or confidant, it is naturally impossible for you to experience the scene of parting.

Without life, how can we talk about creation?

But this time, she had it.

The pipa is suitable for playing intense and sad music, and coupled with the loss and separation in her heart, Yaoyao truly understands what separation means.

She never thought that after meeting him twice, the image of that person would never be erased.

When the music first started playing, scenes appeared in front of my eyes.

From the acquaintance of a woman disguised as a man to a few acquaintances at the banquet, a man she had never seen before walked into her heart.

Just like the warm sunshine that day, Yaoyao felt that there was an extra light in her life.

I still remember that poem.

Recipe, Shining.

When the son returns home, it will be appropriate for his family.

I still remember that poem.

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky.

Poetry is like a thread, connecting the fate between two people.

Words are like an umbrella, bringing us closer together.

Thus came the hairpin and this agreement.

I thought this would be another sublimated happy gathering, but I never imagined that it would be a farewell with a waning mood.

Farewell...

At this moment, Yaoyao finally had an unforgettable experience.

The emotions gradually arose and were expressed through the pipa, supplemented by the melodious and sad voice, adding a bit of desolation to this huge Baihua Building.

The originally noisy guests all fell silent.

There was no longer any smile on his face, only endless melancholy filled his heart.

What is a talented woman?

This is!

With just one song and song, everyone's hearts were firmly fixed here.

Everyone can't help but think of scenes of parting.

With relatives, with friends, with everyone who has interacted with me while growing up.

At this moment, everyone has the same feeling.

And what made all this happen was just a woman, a pipa and a song and lyrics.

"Yaoyao, she is truly a strange woman."

Finally, someone couldn't help but sigh.

The excited and difficult voice is all touched by the infected emotions.

"More than just a strange woman, she is clearly of unparalleled beauty."

The most excited person in the audience was undoubtedly Wang Jun.

He already coveted Yaoyao's beauty, so he tried every means to get close to her and please her.

At the dinner that day, I planned to borrow flowers and offer them to Buddha, so that I could not only steal the limelight, but also get closer to Yaoyao.

Nacheng wanted to work for a long time and finally made a wedding dress for Chen Mo.

He hates it!

I hate Chen Mo for stealing the limelight, I hate Chen Mo for inviting Yaoyao to join the song, and I hate Chen Mo even more for cheating Yaoyao out of a hairpin.

At the same time, his heart ached.

I feel sorry for Yaoyao, who has never seen the world, and is played by Chen Mo like that.

Is there any chance that someone like Chen Mo, who failed the county examination and pretended to be crazy to work hard to get into the teachings, would be worthy of being admitted to Yaoyao?

A woman like this can only be his.

So today he came, determined to win.

Just as he said to his grandfather Wang Quan, he would sacrifice everything for Yaoyao.

In fact, Wang Jun did the same thing.

The blessing bag contained his promise.

"Everything I have is yours."

Wang Jun believed that he was the only one in the audience who could show such sincerity.

And Yaoyao will eventually be moved by his sincerity.

As long as you pass this level, there won't be anything to worry about at Baihua Tower.

In the entire Baihe County, who dares not to give face to these two uncles?

They are at the hostel venue at the moment, and they will be found later.

And this was also the reason why he dared to challenge Chen Mo just now.

As for the real money paid to Baihualou, there is no problem. The Wang family has secretly controlled Qingyang Town for many years, and the money they exploited cannot be spent.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is more than enough to flow out from the gaps between your fingers.

So in Wang Jun's opinion, everything was ready for this trip, all that was left was the east wind to deliver the lucky bag to Yaoyao.

At this time, Yaoyao's lyrics and music were coming to an end.

As the pipa strings stopped vibrating, she let out a long sigh.

After finishing playing and singing the lyrics and music, the person waiting still didn’t come.

Is this... the end of the song?

good!

With a loud shout, the scene became lively again.

The voices of praise are endless.

Yaoyao is not only talented and beautiful, but even more valuable is her grateful heart.

Doesn't this song mean that she is about to leave Baihua Tower?

If we weren’t truly grateful, if we weren’t truly affectionate, how could it be so deeply rooted in people’s hearts?

"What's wrong with singing a farewell song? Do we really want to take this opportunity to resolve life-long matters?"

Outside the courtyard wall, Chen Mo got off the carriage.

The sound of the pipa played just now was always ringing in his ears, which made him sigh endlessly. Yaoyao had finally understood the lyrics and music of this song.

The fullness of emotion in it is far less than what I am feeling.

This made Chen Mo think of something.

The appearance is ruthless, the actor is meaningless.

As the old saying goes, you really can’t believe it.

At least, Yaoyao is not among them.

After the ink on the paper was dry, Chen Mo came to the venue again and found that Qin Xianglian's eyes were a little red.

Women are indeed sentimental creatures.

Chen Mo felt sad in his heart and did not offer any relief or explanation.

First, the occasion was inappropriate.

Secondly, who hasn’t felt nostalgic about the past?

"Master, are the things ready?" Huang Shulang was not only unimpressed, but also impatient.

If he hadn't been waiting for Chen Mo, he would have gotten up and ran away long ago.

Listening to pipa music is not as comfortable as going home and practicing boxing.

Chen Mo nodded, picked up the lucky bag and put the written things in it.

After handing it over to the waiter, he saw that Qin Xianglian's mood had eased, so she smiled and spoke.

"From now on, we will never come to this place again."

"Sir, have you made a fool of yourself?" Qin Xianglian lowered her head, "That girl Yaoyao is really different."

"That's why I gave her a special gift." Chen Mo answered.

"Guard, please tell me, what is it?" Qin Xianglian was extremely curious.

"An object suitable for the occasion, Pipa Xing."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the second floor.

Through the white gauze that shades the sun, Yaoyao's figure can be vaguely seen.

This is...

Are you still holding the pipa to half-cover your face?

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