Chapter 72: Exquisite

Jiang Youyao went to the calibration table.
It was already in early August. Although it was a midsummer, today it was a good weather. It was raining last night, but the sky was not clear. Just blowing the cool morning breeze, Jiang Youyao is like a flower bone that needs to be released in the early morning, such as pink lotus, delicate and bright, twitching and blooming.
Ji Shuran specially dressed for her today, the haze-colored dress, this morning is also vivid and pretty. She is like a real daughter of Zhong Ming Ding's food, and she is very delicate and small.
Around the time, the lady in the same season, the same season, Shuran cast an envious look, Ji Shuran nodded with a smile. Even the people who took the other quarters were also honored – their granddaughters were so outstanding, and it’s no wonder that Li Wei could get Hong Xiaodi to look at each other.
Zhou Yanbang is also in the crowd. After Jiang Youyao came to power, I did not know whether it was intentional or unintentional. I took a glance at his direction and seemed to be very shy. He only left in a hurry.
However, the good guys took all of this into their eyes, and immediately joked Zhou Yanbang, and began to say: "Miss Jiang San went up!"
Jiang Youyao and Ning Yuan Hou Shizi Zhou Yanbang's relatives, Yanjing City's official family almost knows. Zhou Yanbang smiled, but the smile was a little stubborn.
The beautiful woman is still as cute as ever, but his heart has flew to another place. He couldn't help but look at the other side, the direction of pear. However, seeing Jiang Lizheng talking to his friends around him, he did not find his gaze.
Zhou Yanbang’s heart suddenly poured a layer of sour sweetness. At this moment, he suddenly understood that what is the joy of love, that is more torment than everything else, and more than everything else is expected.
In fact, Jiang Li is not unaware of Zhou Yanbang's gaze. She felt mad and funny in her heart. At the beginning, the real Miss Jiang II was for the sake of Zhou Yanbang and fell into the water, but the Ningyuan Houfu had a little bit of heart on this unmarried fiancee, even if she only asked a word. Miss Jiang’s days may not be so sad. It is a pity that they did not. Today, Miss Jiang Er has already passed away. This week, Yan Bingbang has come to be an infatuated person, and it is disgusting.
Jiang Li does not want to take care of it.
I was thinking, the catkins on one side suddenly said: "Hey, it’s starting soon."
On the stage, Jiang Youyao just took a shower. When she did all this, she was very natural and elegant. In all fairness, Jiang Li felt that at least the appearance of Jiang Youyao Qinle was really good.
Then, Jiang Youyao smiled, and the jade finger fell on the lyre and moved the first string.
Jiang Lidao: "It is "Pingsha Luoyan."
A catkins glimpse: "How do you know?"
The voice just fell, Jiang Youyao's fingertips sounded like a stream of water, and the sound of the piano was really "Pingsha Luoyan".
The catkins were a bit stunned. She asked: "Have you heard Jiang Youyao playing in the house? Did you know that she wants to play this song in advance?"
"do not know."
"Then how do you hear that she is playing "Ping Sha Luo Yan", she only began to attack."
"You know what to do with her, and a single tone is enough." Jiang Li said it was easy.
The catkins didn't listen very easily. I looked at Jiang Li up and down for a while, and whispered: "You don't want to lie to me. You used to learn piano music before? Maybe your piano music is good? But on Qingcheng Mountain. How can you have Mr. Qinle? Are you a genius?"
Jiang Li is somewhat ridiculous. He said: "It is not difficult." She said, and she noticed that someone was staring at her and looked out. She was staring at her eyes.
Ye Shijie saw her look at it, and immediately removed his gaze, and it was a little surprised to get pear.
After Shi Shijie looked away, he felt that his actions were like a slap in the face, and he was annoyed at the moment. I thought that I was really full of food to worry about Jiang Li’s ugly today. The woman’s mind was quite deep, and the bottom of the card came out. Who knows what will be done today, why should he be nosy?
"Ye brother, what are you looking at?" Someone was talking, but it was the young son of Li Zhongnan, Li Wei.
Ye Shijie turned back and said: "Just look at it casually." Since the last time Jiang Li reminded him, Liu Zimin and Li Wei had a good relationship. After Li Wei pulled himself up with ulterior motives, Ye Shijie deliberately alienated his relationship with Li Wei.
Li Wei noticed the attitude of Ye Shijie, smiled and said nothing, but after Ye Shijie turned his head, his eyes flashed a little.
On the stage, Jiang Youya played the piano very well.
"Ping Sha Luo Yan" describes the geese flying in the sky in the fall, sometimes hovering, and sometimes looking forward to the scene. In the old saying, there is a cloud that "takes the meaning of autumn and fall, and the geese fly and sings". Take "the autumn is high and cool, the wind is calm and flat, the cloud is thousands of miles, the sky is flying, and the ambition of Hongyi is used to write the heart of the heart."
This tunes are melodious and smooth, and Jiang Li did not expect that Jiang Youyao would choose such a "Ping Sha Luo Yan". She thought that Miss Yan Xiu, such as Jiang Youyao, was plucking a small piece of artistic conception. It is not that the woman can't play the songs of the atmosphere, but because the piano sounds through the state of mind, Jiang Youyao's state of mind, how can this atmosphere sway.
But Jiang Youyao played well.
"This song is extremely difficult. After so many years of verification, there are very few people playing, it is a bullet, and it is very ordinary. If Jiang Youyao is so bright, she is the first one." Liu Xuan muttered "This is such a difficult fingering, but she is still playing, she is not strange at all."
Jiang Li heard the words, some strange, he asked: "Is this song difficult?"
"Of course!" Liu Xu immediately said: "Ming Yitang's ten famous songs of Guqin, the simplest is "flowing water", followed by "Yangchun Baixue", "Plum Blossoms", "Fishing and Singing Night", "Xiangxiang Water Cloud", "fishing" Reef question and answer, "Yangguan Sandie", "Guangling San", and then "Pingsha Luoyan". Speaking of it, the original Jinghong fairy is also known as "Pingsha Luoyan" and is full of Yanjing... oh," Suddenly thought of something: "I said that Jiang Youyao's movements are somewhat familiar. It turned out to be like a stunned fairy... Could it be that the fairy singer privately pointed her?"
Jiang Li’s heart is clear, Jiang’s price is out, Ji Shuran is ironic and wants Jiang Youyao to make a big splash on the check-up field. It’s not difficult to ask for a lucky fairy.
She asked: "This is only nine songs."
"The most difficult thing is "Hu Yu 18 shots", "Ping Sha Luo Yan" is so good that there are people playing, but it is not good. "Hu Yu 18 shots", but for so many years, no one has ever played on the calibration field, even if It is the best student of the piano, and even Mr. Xiao has not played."
Mr. Xiao, naturally refers to Xiao Deyin. Jiang Li thinks that Xiao Deyin is actually playing, but Xiao Deyin has been pursuing no ambiguity, and her "Hu Yu 18 Shots" is always a little worse, so it is not in front of people. In private, Xiao Deyin has been practicing hard work for many years in order to practice "Hu Yu 18 Shots" and has consulted himself.
However, Xue Fangfei is dead, no one knows these things.
Jiang Youyao is still playing, Hongyan has the feeling of returning to the future, the state of the ups and downs, the image of Xiang and later, the of shock and resurrection. In the sound of Jiang Youyao, the various modalities of this geese have been unfolded, making people feel as if they are autumn, the sky is like a blue, and the geese have no trace.
In the examiner, Xiao Deyin looked awkward, and the stunned fairy stunned the movement of Jiang Youyao on the stage, and his eyes flashed a little satisfaction.
I heard someone talking around: "I don't know when the fairy was also accepted?"
It is the court musician, who is alive. Mianmian is now in his fifties, but he still looks like a young man in his twenties. He is a haggard. His white cloth was white and he didn't look like a musician playing for the emperor. When he said this, he was very embarrassed in his tone, but he did not agree with the practice of Jinghong Fairy.
Jinghong fairy heard the words, the roots are red, Jiang Youyao's fingering, but not the master of such a long-term, she also thought of it. Just being broken by the face, still a little upset. Since the redemption is married to a wife, many things are not the same. The son of her tea merchant is just an ordinary merchant, not a rich family. She can no longer show her face, but after all, she still needs the rice and oil. Ji Shuran gave her the money, enough to make a young and old underwear worry-free for a few years, so privately directed Jiang Youyao, she could not refuse.
Fortunately, Jiang Youyao is a good seed in the end. It is better to teach a revered apprentice than a qualified person.
I heard it again and again: "But your apprentice is not very good."
Rao is a good-tempered temper, and at the moment it is also uncomfortable. He asked: "Please enlighten me."
"Fairy don't blame the little old children," Mian Yan smiled and said: "This Miss Jiang San only learned the fairy shape, did not learn the fairy soul. "Ping Sha Luo Yan" geese, you apprentice is playing seven Seven or eight, but this is a great sense of openness, it is still much worse."
Jinghong fairy is angry, but knows that it is right. She knows this problem of Jiang Youyao and has tried hard to help Jiang Youyao. However, the music is just a matter of piano music. The gentlemen teach only the and skills. The piano has to understand and understand, and no one can help. Jiang Youyao can't understand the heart of the piano. This is nothing to do.
"But the little girl, young, nothing, this kind of mood, it is normal to comprehend. It can be played very well. If there is nothing unexpected, this is the head of this, I am afraid that this girl ". Mian Yan and a smile added.
I heard this sentence, the heart of Jinghong fairy is better. She never received an apprentice, nor did she point anyone. If she had her guidance, Jiang Youyao still couldn't get the leader. It would only be laughed at.
When the two of them spoke, Xiao Deyin and the music officer Shi Yan did not speak. Xiao Deyin was a customary philosopher, and he did not talk much. Shi Yan was an arrogant character, and he was too lazy to pay attention to them.
On the other hand, Ji Yun, with a fan supporting his chin, slightly squinting his eyes, like a boring fight.
Jiang Youyao’s posture on the stage was beautiful, and the sound of the piano was very smooth. In addition, she played the extremely difficult
Pingsha Luoyan
, which undoubtedly became the end point of everyone’s eyes on the field.
"The Miss Jiang Jiasan is very beautiful." Li Wei suddenly said.
Ye Shijie has some resentment in his heart. In any case, discussing the girl's appearance under the court is not a gentleman's behavior. However, Li Wei’s words immediately got the approval of other people, and they began to express their admiration for Jiang Youyao.
On the other hand, the young woman stared at Jiang Youyao on the stage and hated: "It’s a dagger, it’s ugly!"
This person is Shen Ruyun.
Shen Ruyun admired Zhou Yanbang and naturally had no good face to Zhou Yanbang’s fiancee, Jiang Youyao. Seeing Jiang Youyao on the stage, he was unwilling and jealous. The Shenmu around her listened and followed: "Not like a good girl from a big family."
But I don't want to think about it. Jiang Youyao is the first daughter of the DPRK. When he came up, Shen Jiacai was a real cold door. If Shen Yurong was the champion, Shen Ruyun was going to give Jiang Youyao a slap, and he had to be picked first.
"I thought that she played well, not as good as half of it." Shen Ruyun blurted out.
When the voice just fell, it was twisted by Shen Shen, and Shen Ruyun immediately knew that he was wrong. Now Shen Jia is never mentioning Xue Fangfei. If it is known to the other person, what can I do? Still be careful with everything.
Shen Ruyun will not speak.
Jiang Yuxi, who has always been silent, can't help but say at the moment: "The three sisters are really nice."
Jiang Yuxi listened to the heart very uncomfortable, thinking that Jiang Yuyan would hold Jiang Youyao for a while. Ke Jiruan is around, and he also squeezes a smile, saying: "Of course, the three sisters are smart, and there are many Huigen in the piano art. Today's first name must be the third sister. This is Pingsha. The people of Luoyan didn't dare to pick. Only the three sisters dared to pick them up. They also played the wrong place. I want to say that after three years, the third sister, Yanjing City, no one is her opponent."
Ji Shuran said: "Yu Yu can not hold your third sister. If you let the outsiders hear it, I don't know how to laugh at you. The third sister doesn't know the height of the sky. There are people outside the sky, and there are still a lot of things that your third sister will learn in the future."
Business aerials, the smile of sile is also not covered.
Jiang Yuxi thought, clearly that he is no worse than Jiang Youyao, but only because the big house is rich and powerful, you can ask the best Mr. If you can also like Jiang Youyao, you can follow the famous teachers to learn the piano, and naturally you can also show off the limelight on the verification field.
Why was it not born in a big room? Why is it that my parents are blind, if it is a civilian home, it can be considered, but Jiangjia three rooms, why is it the most common?
Jiang Yuxi is not reconciled.
Her unwillingness was not noticed by anyone. At the moment, Jiang Li is also looking at the school exam of Jiang Youyao.
"She played... it’s good." Liu Kui’s difficult opening seemed to be very reluctant to admit this fact. However, everyone’s reaction has already explained everything. Compared to last year, this year’s Jiang Youyao’s distance with others has been opened.
Jiang Lidao said: "But she has no heart."
"Qin Xin?" Liu Xuan lived.
"The "Ping Sha Luo Yan" bombed to the end, the composer made the world sinister, not as good as the sentiment of the wild. The Shaping is far from the water, the mind is free, the friends have no guess, the male and the female have Syria. The music is quiet and beautiful, quiet There is movement, there is silence in the movement, the movement is suitable, the posture is light." Jiang Li said in detail: "But because Jiang Youyao's heart is missing a 'indifferent', so her piano sound is less "light" '."
The catkins listened carefully to Jiang Li.
"My three sisters have indeed played this "Pingsha Luoyan" really well, but she played a thousand times, even if it was 10,000 times, as long as she did not understand the mood, touched the heart of the piano, her piano sound, She will definitely lack something, she is not the best."
"What you said also makes sense." Liu Xu listened and listened, but also felt the taste, but shook his head: "Qin Xin two words, you said it is easy, but how easy it is to touch the road. Some violinists, Even if it is for the rest of his life, you can't come across it. The students of Mingyitang are afraid that no one can own it. It is too difficult to understand and understand it."
Jiang Li smiles, indeed, it is necessary to let the young lady who is raised in the boudoir to understand the geese and openness and arrogance. It seems that there are some idiotic dreams. Not to mention Miss Qianjin, even if the average person is old, it may not be in contact.
The kung fu who is talking, Jiang Youyao’s music is nearing the end. She finished the last piece of music beautifully, and the sound of the piano was stopped. Soon, the check-up field sounded loud and applause.
This is not among the previous female students.
Jiang Youyao’s honor was also very happy. He smiled even more brilliantly. He went to the calibration desk with the examiner.
The nervous palm of the catkins oozes sweat, and Jiang Li said: "What? I am here."
"It's okay." Jiang Li had to conversely comfort her: "I will be back soon." She said, she was about to leave, and she was caught by the catkins.
Liu Xudao: "Wait! I haven't asked you yet, what are you going to play?"
Jiang Li smirked at her and smiled: "No one has ever played." He left first.
The catkins stood in the same place and muttered: "No one has ever played, no one has ever played... she..." Her eyes suddenly froze, looking incredulously at the back to the calibration table.
"No way……"
When Jiang Li went up, it happened to meet Jiang Youyao. When the two were intertwined, Jiang Youyao smiled very sweetly. She said, "Second sister, I wish you good."
Jiang Li’s head did not reply:
Of course.

The child with the red towel stood on the calibration table and shouted: "The thirteenth place, pear."
The audience was quiet.
Jiang Li went to the calibration table.
"Look, your sister went up." Jiang Jingrui, a teenager with a good deed, shoved.
"Don't make a noise." Jiang Jingrui is a little angry.
The man stared at his face and wondered: "How, you still waiting to hear your sister pop up a fairy music? Jiang Er Shao, you are not sick?"
The teenagers all know the good things that Miss Jiang Jia Er had done eight years ago. She also knows that Miss Jiang Er has been in the ancestral hall for eight years. Everyone has defaulted that Miss Jiang is a straw bag that does not learn anything. It was in the Mingyi Hall that he had a head start, and it was difficult to shake the inherent impression at a time. Plus books, calculations, and rituals can be learned in the ancestral hall, but the piano, the royal family, and the shooting are not things that can be learned in the ancestral hall.
Jiang Jingrui is like a pot bottom. Although he has no bottom in his heart, he is very embarrassed to hear others say Jiang Li. "You don't have long eyes, you don't know?"
"Look and see." The teenagers smiled and replied.
They talked about the excitement, but they did not find Ning Yuan Hou Shizi around them. Their eyes were to follow the pear on the stage and they would not leave for a long time.
Ginger pear is in the incense bath.
When she first learned the piano, she knew what to do with the incense. Fragrance is a valuable thing that is used by large families. Tongxiang is poor, Xue Huaiyuan is not enough to use it, let alone a better Guqin. Xue Huaiyuan used a piece of wood to engrave a piano for her. The piano was used by Jiang Li at the beginning of the school. It was very embarrassing and dull. When Jiang Li learned to play the piano, he would never use it again.
Her second piano is the spoils of Xue Zhao and others. At that time, Xue Zhao was provoked, and the other family’s family was rich, and there was a very good lyre. Xue Zhaoxiao got her heart to read a good piano, and she will count on it, and make a bet with the person. If the person loses, he must give the piano to him.
Naqin is not a small number for Xue Jia, but nothing for another. Jiang Li could even remember that day, Xue Zhaoxing rushed in from the door, put a lyre on his back on the table, proudly said to her: "Sister, send your piano!"
Later the piano followed her for a long time.
She used the piano to play "The Fishing Boat Sings Late", and also played "Yangchun Baixue", played "Pingsha Luoyan", and also played "Meihua Sannong".
The sword is equipped with a hero. When you are a beginner, you only feel that you need to use the piano to match the good art. But later on, the mood is more open-minded, there are so many peerless pianos in the world, good pianos are often there, and good piano teachers do not often.
what a pity……
Unfortunately, she married Shen Yurong with Shen Yurong. Shen Shen said that she is already a wife. When she takes up the responsibility of the family, she cannot be as hurricane as usual. The piano was locked into the storehouse of Shen's house, covered with dust, and regrettably stayed in the darkness.
I heard that after Xue Fangfei’s death, Shen’s family burned all the items of Xue Fangfei, and wanted to come to the lyre that was filled with her memories and filled with the love of his father and brother, and the smoke of the big fire was extinguished.
Ginger pear hangs down, very strange, this moment, her heart is actually very calm.
"What happened to her? Why didn't you start?" Someone asked her if she was slow to move and asked impatiently.
"Miss Jiang Er will not know how to use the piano. Is it silly now?"
Someone analyzed: "It is indeed possible that there is no place to learn the piano in the temple."
"If you don't really want to be embarrassed, why not make a sigh of relief and make yourself unable to get down."
"It’s for the sake of face, no, no shame."
"Hey, don't move here now, don't you lose face?"
The ears were filled with all kinds of ridicule, sarcasm, compassion and sympathy. Ye Shijie looked at Jiang Li's eyes and brought some anxiety. What happened to Jiang Li, the last time I saw her, it was not very clever, would it be calculated? How can she be helpless now, where is her cleverness? Jiang Li was not talking on the calibration table, and Jiang Youyao and Jiang Yuxi were both happy. If Jiang Li can't do anything on this checkout table, even if she had a single door before, she couldn't hide the fact that she was a joke.
Ji Shuran worried about the opening: "What happened to Lie..."
"The second sister should not be it?" Jiang Youyao shook his head and said to himself: "How is this possible? The second sister is the most intelligent, and the top three have got the head. This music is definitely not bad."
She did not say that it was okay, and said that it caused everyone to doubt the first three heads of Jiang Li, whether it is really worthy of the name.
Meng Hongjin saw Jiang Li’s delay on the stage, and his heart was also happy to bloom. The haze that came in the past few days was swept away. I wished that Jiang Li would go home on the calibration table and lose face to home.
Even Xiao Deyin, who was under the stage, frowned, indicating that the child was prompted to go forward. If Jiang Li did not move, he would be expelled from office.
When the red towel child was ready to go forward, there was no warning, and Jiang Li suddenly spoke up.
"The beginning of the light and the beginning of the month, the new Lin Jinhua Shu. The lover plays the spring month, and drags the rope."
This is a folk minor, and the singing of Jiang Li is not the official language of Yanjing, like the dialect of a certain place, with these lively flavors.
"What is this?" Jiang Youyao asked Ji Shuran.
Ji Shuran shook her head and she had never heard of it.
"It sounds like a minor tune in a certain place," Lu's eyes in the second room lit up: "Isn't the pear head in the temple, learn from the people in the mountains?"
This is possible.
Jiang Li was not affected by halfness. She still didn't pluck the strings. She just sat in front of the Guqin and sang a minor tune that was very strange to the audience.
"The green lotus covers the green water, the hibiscus is red and fresh. Lang wants to pick me, my heart is Huai Lian."
Her voice is clear and gentle, and the clear water is like a river that is undiscovered. It is quiet and lively. With the snow drifting through the spring, it is rolling with daylight and morning dew, morning glow and evening wind.
For example, the lotus seedlings in the mountains met their sweethearts for the first time. The ignorant feelings of young and young girls suddenly became germinated and grew into green trees and flowers.
"The autumn wind enters the window, and the Luo account is flying. Looking up at the moon, I am sending a thousand miles."
The girl was addicted to the smile of her lover, and she sent her tender feelings to the moonlight. She was simple and cute. She was happy, but love also taught her to become sad.
Love is so good, love makes everything cute. It is forgotten that spring and summer are so short, autumn has come, and winter is not far.
She sang: "I don't want spring grass green, but I still have snow." Who knows how to think, Xuan Zangbai happens."
Her singing stopped short.
The four seasons change, the girl who sings is finally a void, but the Chinese is gone, I don’t know if it’s a year, but it’s still a long time.
The sound of Jiang Li is very good, and her singing is better. Unconsciously, the person on the check-up field was also attracted by this crisp little tune, and indulged in the sweet and sad dream.
Someone murmured: "What is the name of this minor tune? Why haven't I heard it?"
"I don't know." The others shook their heads: "It's not like Yanjing."
Not far from the Princess Yongning, Shen Yurong looked up and stared at the the stage. This song, he heard...
This is a folk song widely spread in Tongxiang, called "Midnight Four-Time Song". The girls in Tongxiang will sing about everyone. The smile on the lips of Jiang Li was so light that she also sang.
Under the stage, Xiao Deyin raised his eyebrows and wondered what he was thinking. Jinghong fairy is a little surprised, Shi Yan is still a serious, no expression, but it is a joy to dance, even to the scared fairy said: "This little girl is interesting, a piece of music, never compared to the piano, she sang The song, this song is not bad!"
"That won't work either." Jinghong Fairy explained with a good sigh of relief: "If it is no better than Qinle, she can only be a good thing, not unfair to other students."
I licked my mouth and was about to talk. I suddenly found something, and I was happy. "Whatever happens, you see, the national grandfather was also woken up by her song."
It was originally that Ji Yun didn't know when he had opened his eyes. He was wearing a fan handle against his lips, and he was smiling at the the stage. His expression was subtle.
This is the first time that Ji Yun has shown a "listening" attitude from the beginning to the present.
On the other end, Jiang Yuxi said: "The second sister is only going to sing a song, don't play the piano?"
The song is very novel, but the piano music is more like a "qin" than a "song."
It seems that Miss Jiang Er is really poor, and she will think of singing the piano. Everyone is thinking about it. See Jiang Li stretched out his hands, stroked the strings, and swayed.
The first sound blew out.
"Hey--" The person watching the movie almost screamed. "She wants to impeach."
"Listen to hear that she is playing..."
A "啥" word has not been spoken yet, and a stream of smooth music has crossed the ears of people, even more so than Jiang Youyao, like someone with a knife, a little bit carved on the apex of the person.
"She played "Hu Yu 18 Shots"!"
Someone listened, and when they were excited, their voices changed.
When this is said, it smells discolored. "Hu Wei 18 shots", even the Master of the Ming Yi Tang will not play the song, one accidentally changed back to make a joke, Jiang Li actually dare?
How many years haven’t heard someone play "Hu Hu 18 Shots"? !
Check the field and calm down at once. In the silence, suddenly someone laughed, it was the glory, he was happy to dance, there is a court musician, the excitement is too much: "It is "Hu Yu 18 shots", this little girl is courageous enough! Brave!"
Jinghong Fairy helplessly said: "Mr., quiet."
Mian Mian quickly smiled and immediately snorted.
So there is only the sound of pear on the check field.
"Hu Yu 18 shots" is written by women's homesickness, the sorrow of the ions and the anger of anger. Focus on a "凄" word, and do not mention how the masters, Mingyitang female students are some of the aristocratic family of cardamom girls, is a naive and carefree day. It is a little sad, and it is also a trivial matter. How can I play a "凄"? Even "sadness" is hard to come by.
Although the world often said that empathy, but empathy, is it as simple as four words? Only about the sages who are cherished by the world can do it.
Meng Hongjin said with a smile: "I really don't know how high the earth is, but it is a joke to show people..."
She thought that Jiang Pui played such a piece of music, it must be a bad bomb. If Jiang Li can play well, isn’t it true that Jiang Li is even more powerful than Ming Yi Tang’s smartest talent in recent years? How can this be.
But her ridicule gradually disappeared, and her face became more and more ugly.
Jiang Li's is very skilled, as if she has been learning the piano for ten years, her movements are also very elegant, no half deliberate and carved, casual and light incredible.
The girl is sitting on the calibration table, the weather is thin, the sleeves are wide, the emerald color is compelling, the spirit is cute, and for a time, the check-up field has become a deep mountain valley, not like a fame and fortune, like Play it for yourself.
It is to play for yourself.
Jiang Li's gaze did not look at anywhere in front of him, but it seemed to look at any place in front of him.
The song is separated from the hometown, the ion, she not only left the country, lost her son, but also broke the house and died.
The pillow person is a Zhongshan wolf, and her family is in this innocent disaster, leaving nothing behind. The hateful thing is that the enemy is still rising step by step. Since she was born again, she finally saw the enemy again, but she could not avenge her brother for the brother at this moment.
Forbearance and forbearance are for embarrassment, seas and deep hatred are for embarrassment, no death is for embarrassment, and the door is unfortunately for you. Power oppression is for embarrassment, heaven is no eye for you, hehe!
The sound of the piano is like a sharp sword stabbing the sky. At that moment, Hao Ran’s resentment rises to the sky, so that the listener only feels that the liver is inseparable, and the grievance cannot be himself.
Oh! sad! It broke our hearts!
After many years, finally someone first bounced "Hu Yu 18 Shots" on the check-up field. I thought that this girl would have been very good as long as the can be remembered. But Jiang Li can not only remember the completeness. I can still remember the proficiency, look at her look, and it is no stranger.
This is all, but she is a fifteen-year-old girl, how can it pop up "凄"!
There are ten and two beats, sorrows and sorrows, and it’s hard to live with two feelings. Ten and three beats are urgently adjusted, and the liver and intestines are irritating.
Ten and four shots shed tears, and the river flows east and heart. Fifteen beats and smashing the knot, who fills the chest and who knows the music.
Sixteen beats, I am with each other. The Japanese priests of the East and the West are not able to follow each other. I don’t forget the sorrowful grass, and I’m hurting the sound of the piano. Today, the children are returning to their hometowns, and the old complaints are renewed. Weeping blood and looking up at the sky, Hu Weisheng is so alone.
Xiao Deyin’s gentle face has been stiff at the moment. Look carefully. Her fingers are still shaking slightly. The piano music of Jiang Li, at least on the first of Hu Huo 18, has already raised her too much! The skill of Jiang Li’s performance can even be her husband!
Wherein I am a very joke!
Jinghong Fairy is also very surprised. She has long been a wife and mother, and she does not care about fame and fortune. Therefore, younger generations who are beyond themselves will not make her nervous. She is just very confused. A 14-year-old girl with a cardamom, how can she understand the grievances of Hu Hu 18? Even though Jiang Li had lost her mother at an early age, she was sent to the ancestral hall at the age of seven. Even after eight years of hard life on the mountain, these sufferings are not exactly the same as the "grievances" in the melody.
This is simply not convinced.
Mianzhen is disposed of commonly, his eyes are shining, staring at Jiang Li's eyes like a miser suddenly found a large piece of gold, coveted three feet, reluctant to remove a little look. He even muttered: "This is a born violinist!"
Shi Yan was better than Mian, but he heard the sound of Jiang Li’s piano, which made him change his previous arrogant look and gradually moved. He is a music officer, not as careless as it is, but as long as it is a good piano, it will be appreciated.
The last of these four people is Ji Wei.
The audience was attracted by the sound of Jiang Li’s piano. The sound of the piano seemed to confuse the people’s heart, so that everyone who heard it felt a sense of sadness, as if to see the loess, the grass was not born, and then think of their own Sad things, it is difficult to be self-sustaining.
The sound of the piano is such a magical power. In the legend, the singer can bring people into the illusion of their own production with a melody, which makes them lose themselves. There is no demonist in the world, but there is a clever violinist who can pass the heart and pass on the heart.
When everyone was captured by the piano master, only one person was not moved by the sound of the piano.
He is neither like Jiang Youyao and Meng Hongjin. Because of this joke, he is jealous. He is not afraid of Xiao Deyin because of the piano art. He is not as addicted as other people. He is holding pear, and his smile is not changed.
Ji Yun is watching Jiang Li.
His eyelashes are long and his eyes are very moving, as if he is also intoxicated, but he can see when he looks at it, and he is very awake. He isolates himself from the sound of the piano, as if he is isolated from the crowd.
He watched Jiang Li playing the piano, just like watching the opera team invited by his house, watching the people on the check-up field indulge in the sound of Jiang Li's piano, just like watching a play.
On the stage, all the people in the stage, the red dust is bustling, he is like a thin beauty, standing outside the theater and watching the cold, so that you can watch the opera.
He was soberly drawn away.
Someone is pulling away, someone is addicted, how about the man who plays the piano?
Her whole person was shrouded in great sorrow, and the sorrow of the piano and the guilt of her heart seemed to be two mutually growing shadows, eagerly stretching. She seems to be split into two, a crazy Xue Fangfei, crying in the sound of the piano, telling her own sorrow, a pear, calmly squatting on the audience.
Seventeen beats are heart-nosed, and Guan Shan repairs the road. When you go, you don’t have a good time. When you come, don’t think about it.
Although the eighteen beats are over, there are endless thoughts. It is the work of knowing the silk and bamboo rafts, and the sorrows and music are all changed with the heart. Hu and Han Han are different in the wind, and the heavens and the earth are separated from each other by the mother. I am bitter and resentful in the sky, but I am not allowed to accept it.
There is always a sorrow, and the sound of the piano will always end.
Jiang Pear plucked the last tune and stunned it. After the huge noise, it was empty and quiet.
No one speaks, everything in the heavens and the earth seems to be silent for this sad voice.
The catkins under the stage only felt cold and cold on the face, raising their hands and touching them. I don’t know when, the face was full of wet tears. Looking around, there are not a few who hear the sound of tears, but they are lost.
"Hu Wei 18 shots", finally someone played on the verification field, and a country minor before the 18th shot, but this mournful song added a sad color.
Everyone can't help but look at the pear on the stage. If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one will believe it anyway. It is a fifteen-year-old girl who can pop this one.
The girl stood on the calibration table, and the breeze blew her hair. She draped her head and made her look obsessed, but she thought the girl was very quiet.
Jiang Li’s heart sighed for a long time, and as soon as he looked up, he stopped.
She was on a pair of narrow, beautiful, phoenix eyes, full of fun.