Chapter 158 Don't Have a Hole

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Stretch out your hands and slowly touch the ancient body, touching the strings with ten fingers, making a buzzing sound. Ye Hetu was very satisfied with the well-preserved Heming Qiu Yueqin. With a gentle play, a melancholy note was sent out along the end of the string. The man who watched Ye Hetu closely couldn't take his eyes. It was when he was playing the first note that he took the opportunity to connect the second note, but the two notes were connected, but Obviously not so natural. So he wanted to know how Ye Hetu would continue to continue.

Next, Ye Hetu's behavior did not disappoint him, which gave him the illusion of watching martial arts dramas.

A guqin was propped up by him with one hand, which was too fast to cover his ears. He outlined the strings with his right hand and perfectly made a second heavenly sound. Originally, the crane and autumn moon lying flat on the piano rack was made vertical by Ye Hetu. Then the third sound was changed to a hanging posture again. One hand held the bottom of the piano, three notes, and changed three postures in a row. , stringed together without gaps, the man next to him was extremely shocked. Obviously, it was the first time he met this kind of piano playing technique, and it was also unheard of.

Heming Qiuyueqin, which should have been lying quietly on the piano rack for people to play, now seems to be alive in Ye Hetu's hand. It rotates up and down, dazzlingly. The technique of playing the piano is clicked to the point. Every time it is touched, it will emit a wonderful note, which is getting faster and faster, so all the notes played by Yehetu. It is connected together to form a lively song. The man who stopped and watched beside him could no longer notice the details shown by Ye Hetu. At first, he was a little worried that Ye Hetu would damage the guqin. Now it seems that his worry is superfluous. No matter how the body rotates, he can finally stay in Yehe safely. In the hand of the picture, the bottom of the piano is extremely accurately erected in the palm of Ye Hetu's left hand, and the right hand is busy playing with the strings.

The exquisite sound of the piano gradually expanded, and the sound of the piano echoed around the Qianqing Palace. There was a certain basis for the words around the beam for three days. The echoes were staggered, making the sound more rhythmic and shocking. The man who listened to Ye Hetu playing the piano was shocked. The charm of the crane and autumn moon was revealed by Ye Hetu. The ethereal sound of the piano kept wandering, stirring a wave of wonderful echoes.

Ye Hetu, who had not stopped moving in his hand from the beginning, closed his eyes and directed the guqin in his hand with his feeling. The body was still dazzlingly changing its position, and the rhythm gradually evolved to **, like a mountain and like running water.

The music played is "High Mountain and Flowing Water". "High Mountain and Flowing Water" is divided into two paragraphs, one is "High Mountain" and the other is "Flowing Water". Two different styles are mixed together, so that the listener can feel the different momentum more vividly.

A song "High Mountain and Water", which was supposed to be a gentle and smooth style, was popped up by Ye Hetu, and there was also a little excitement, leading thousands of troops and horses to step on the dust, with magnificent momentum, making the man standing next to him unable to stop and melt the scene. It's like returning to the battlefield and fighting again. Experience the open-mindedness of "eating Hu Fu meat with ambition, laughing and drinking Xiongnu blood". Each piece of music has its own soul, and the soul comes from the person who plays the song. What kind of mood determines the style and soul of the song, and the style played by Ye Hetu now is the heroic style, the killing soul!

An intoxicated middle-aged man indulged in the atmosphere created by Ye Hetu. At that moment, he felt that Ye Hetu should be a general who drank blood on the battlefield. That magnificent momentum made his heart boil.

** After that, the style of the song gradually evolved into a small bridge and flowing water, winding and twists and turns. The middle-aged man who has been to the south of the Yangtze River comes to mind a pair of Jiangnan landscape ink paintings with classical colors. The aura is inherent, uncomfortable and calm, the sound of the piano is getting smaller and smaller, and the impression of Jiangnan is more blurred. After the sound of the piano disappears, the heart is empty. .

At the end of a high-profile song.

When the middle-aged man opened his eyes, Heming Qiu Yueqin lay quietly on the piano rack. At this moment, Ye Hetu had a trace of fatigue on his face, as if playing the piano just now consumed him a lot of energy. Inhale deeply and spit out, it's much easier. Looking at the crane on the piano rack, Ye Hetu thought of something in a trance. In a high-profile that had just ended, he vaguely found that there was a feeling that resonated with the piano in his hand. When he wanted to explore that feeling further, the song "High Mountain and Flowing Water" was over.

Sitting on the stool in front of the piano rack and resting for a moment, the middle-aged man behind Ye Hetu is now standing in front of him and turning into a color of reverence. There is no age difference in attainments. As long as he does better than others, he has the capital to be respected and worshiped.

"Little brother, you play the piano well."

The middle-aged man sincerely praised that it was the first time he saw such a way of playing the piano, and also the first time he experienced the wonderful body. Everything was given by Ye Hetu. Standing in front of Ye Hetu, he hesitated and wandered around what he wanted to say.

"What do you want to ask?"

Looking at the hesitant middle-aged man, Ye Hetu looked natural. He gently hammered the right hand that had just played the piano with his left hand and stretched his joints.

"Little brother, where did you learn this ability?"

The middle-aged man asked conservatively, wearing black square-framed glasses, with a sincere attitude and rigorous style. It was a rare and valuable look of scholars, and he refused to give up until he achieved his goal.

"There is no comment."

Touching his nose, Ye Hetu said humorously.

The middle-aged man who didn't get the answer was not angry. As he expected, he hurriedly asked, "Little brother, can you teach me?"

"I can't."

Ye Hetu shook his head and immediately replied, looking at the guqin in front of him. This thing cost him a lot of youth at the beginning, and it could not be taught in the morning and evening. Besides, he didn't have so much time. The quiet "High Mountain and Flowing Water" was played by him for some unknown reason. Fortunately, the deviation was found later. Otherwise, it would really be the same as the state of mind ten years ago, and a little turbulence would spread ripples. Ye Hetu said gladly in the bottom of his heart.

"Then can you tell me your name?"

The nearly fifty-year-old man persevered and continued to ask. Seeing that Ye Hetu did not respond, he was suddenly anxious and quickly took the lead in introducing freely: "My name is Guan Haichao, little brother. If you don't mind, we can be friends."

Correcting the iconic square-framed glasses, Guan Haichao stretched out his hand generously and wanted to shake hands with Ye Hetu. This time, Ye Hetu did not refuse. He stretched out his hand and held it symbolically. He didn't care about the identity of Guan Haichao. He was concerned about the whereabouts of Jiuxiaohuan Peiqin. Compared with Heming Qiuyue, Jiuxiaohuanpei is much more famous and precious. Although he has not seen Jiuxiaohuan Peiqin, he has heard more or less about the characteristics of Jiuxiaohuan Peiqin.

The noble piano only makes the voice of the emperor.

Gan Guanhai Tide. People who are familiar with the name almost know the weight it represents.

"I heard that Jiuxiaohuan Peiqin is in the Forbidden City?"

Ye Hetu, who pretended to be casual, asked without showing a trace. If the news is true, then he will see where the legendary Jiuxiaohuanpei is magical for a long time.

"Little brother, do you also know Jiuxiaohuan Peiqin?"

Guan Haichao asked in a surprised tone, but he didn't plan to answer after asking. Since he can't play Heming Qiuyue when he talks, of course, he also knows Jiuxiaohuan Peiqin.

"I've heard of it."

Ye Hetu said with a simple smile.

"Originally, it should have been in the Forbidden City, but Peking University held an activity to borrow the piano from the Forbidden City to rehearse the program, and it will not be returned in a few months."

Guan Haichao, who is not clear about Yehe Tu's explanation, said that many people came to see the bustle when Peiqin arrived at the Forbidden City. It doesn't matter whether they say it or not, and it's not a secret.

"It will take a few months to hold an event. The shelf of Peking University is not small."

Ye Hetu said to himself. He asked again and again. I doubt the behavior of Peking University. What effect can Jiuxiaohuan Peiqin be? It may not be a bullish rendering effect. Many schools like to take out some meaningless howls to attract the attention of the outside world, so as to achieve the effect of hype.

"Can anyone play Jiuxiaohuan Peiqin?"

"I don't think so. That piano is a precious cultural relic. It's just an exhibition borrowed by Peking University. It should not be taken out and played. Besides, it is impossible for anyone to play it. The difficulty of playing that piano should be higher than the current crane and autumn moon. I have tried it myself."

Guan Haichao, who Xu explained, looked at Ye Hetu with deep meaning through the dull square-framed glasses. Since the young man in front of him can play the crane and the autumn moon, he may also play the nine-fly ring. This kind of talented young people is rare. Nowadays, which young people still care about these things, let alone playing the piano, is simply playing the piano randomly.

"Well, okay."

Ye He is about to leave here. It seems that there is no gravity in the Forbidden City that is worth his continued stay.

"Little brother, can you tell me your name?"

Ye Hetu, who has left the Qianqing Palace, heard the question behind him. He smiled and said without looking back, "I'll tell you when I meet you next time."

Guan Haichao, who was just about to chase him out, had to stop when he heard Ye Hetu's answer. When he looked back, he found that the crane on the piano rack seemed to be different from usual. So I came closer to have a look.

The jet-black skin outside the piano kept falling, and Guan Haichao was shocked. When I looked at it again, the jet-black body was golden, and the skin fell faster and faster. In the end, there was no dark on the piano, and it was replaced by a golden yellow. The golden body looked extremely luxurious. There is a golden dragon around the piano, which adds a little majesty, and the whole piano is like a new look.

On the piano, there are four simple traditional Chinese characters.

Nine Xiao Huan Pei.