No. 1 rich family abandons young

"Hahaha, Shen Lang also knows Guqin? Don't be ashamed!"

"You can't even play Wang Ziwen, the number one talented scholar in the provincial capital. Why are you going up there to join in the fun?"

"I think Shen Lang is crazy, find the rhythm of spraying on your own."

"Who has yellow urine, wake him up!"

"Yellow soup poured into your mouth, this thing wakes up the dog most!"

In the eyes of everyone, Shen Lang is like a big laughing stock, he doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth.

Shen Lang ignored it and walked onto the stage calmly.

At this moment, Li Shuyao looked serious, and said to Shen Lang: "Don't come up to make trouble, doing so will only make me look down on you even more."

"Just now you asked who could play, so I came up to play, why are you so busy, just listen to me and finish playing." Shen Lang glanced at Li Shuyao lightly.

"Do you know what kind of qin this is? Do you understand the qin? Do you understand the rhythm?" Li Shuyao asked again.

"Whatever the piano, it can be played by hand." Shen Lang responded calmly.

"Shen Lang, this is a thousand-year-old guqin called Jiuxiao Huanpei. Many famous masters can't play it well. I advise you to step down from the stage and don't make fun of yourself." Li Shuyao said seriously.

If you don't know the rhythm and haven't learned the guqin, you will only be humiliating yourself. There will be so many dignitaries in the audience, and there will be as many mocking voices as the tide.

Li Shuyao hoped that Shen Lang would be able to retreat in spite of the difficulties, and it was not too late to retreat now, and it would only be more embarrassing if he didn't play the thousand-year-old Tang Qin later.

"How do you know that I can't play well? I used to play a lot." Shen Lang said.

At this moment, someone in the audience said: "Hahaha, you often play cotton."

Immediately afterwards, there was another burst of laughter.

Li Shuyao frowned, feeling angry that Shen Lang didn't listen to her advice.

"Why are you doing this?" Li Shuyao sighed.

She guessed that Shen Lang must have wanted to take a gamble, if the blind cat could really play the guqin when he met a dead mouse, he would get a dance she danced specially for him.

If it wasn't for this temptation, Shen Lang wouldn't have taken the risk of being ridiculed by everyone on stage.

Now, Li Hanlin also wants to tease the ignorant Shen Lang, but he still needs to rely on Shen Lang to check and balance the Wang family.

However, Wang Ziwen will not let go of this opportunity.

He said: "Shu Yao, maybe Brother Shen has really learned Guqin, we can't look at people with colored glasses, and don't underestimate anyone."

"But he..."

"Let Brother Shen try it." Wang Ziwen said again.

This time, Li Shuyao didn't insist anymore, and nodded slightly.

Wang Ziwen hoped to see Shen Lang make a fool of himself, and also wanted to transfer the embarrassment he experienced just now to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang walked over, sat in front of the thousand-year-old Tang Qin, and gently stroked the body of the piano.

At this time, Ling Shuangyue, who was behind the stage, carefully observed Shen Lang's fingers.

She saw that Shen Lang's fingers were fair and slender, which looked very good-looking, but she did not see calluses on the outside of the ring finger of his left hand, no calluses on the fingertips of the middle finger, and no small gaps on the outside of the nails. A piece of hard meat ground from the practice of "hook" fingering.

Ling Shuangyue judged that Shen Lang was definitely not a person who played the guqin for a long time.

Even, Ling Shuangyue had already expected that Shen Lang would be embarrassed next time, she was a little disappointed, she thought that there would be a master, but now it looks like a clown will come up.

Shen Lang put his hands on the strings and was about to start plucking the strings.

Everyone in the audience is waiting to watch the clown's embarrassment, and is ready to make a joke.

Li Shuyao frowned, she didn't want to see Shen Lang get embarrassed. Although she hated Shen Lang, she also felt sorry for him.

On the contrary, Wang Ziwen was looking forward to it.

Finally, Shen Lang moved.

The first sound of the piano sounded like a trickle.

Ling Shuangyue's face froze instantly, as if struck by lightning!

"He can play the piano sound!"

It is not contradictory to say that the Guqin can play the sound of the piano, because before Wang Ziwen and Li Shuyao plucked the strings, they made a sound like "playing cotton", which cannot be called the sound of the piano at all.

Ling Shuangyue was very surprised by Shen Lang. She felt that it was very rare to be able to play the original timbre of the guqin for the first time. As for whether she could play a complete and beautiful piece of music, she was no longer extravagant.

There was another sound of the piano, and then Shen Lang continued to play rhythmically, one sound after another.

Trickles, gurgling streams, high mountain waterfalls, and low backs.

This is one of the top ten ancient songs "Mountains and Flowing Water".

Ling Shuangyue was amazed!
A pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes, the eyes are burning, it is difficult to hide the excitement.

From it, she heard the artistic conception of "the towering tower is like Mount Tai, and the ocean is like a river".

At this time, Li Shuyao and Wang Ziwen looked at each other, and the shock of the two could be clearly seen in their eyes.

accident!

This is definitely a big surprise for the two of them!

Shen Lang can actually play the guqin, it's like poor people in the countryside eating western food, it's unbelievable!

And everyone in the audience was also stunned. The sarcasm that had been prepared in advance could not be uttered now, and there was a deathly silence.

After playing the piece "High Mountain and Flowing Water", Shen Lang easily connected to another piece.

He successively played "Bu Dye", which Li Shuyao couldn't play, and "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", which Wang Ziwen couldn't play. Under his fingertips, the strings were as obedient and obedient as a virtuous and sensible wife. .

The familiarity and delicacy of his fingering has reached the peak.

"Shen Lang, he is actually better at playing than me. There is not much difference in technique, but he has a more advanced artistic conception than me. What I play is the tune, and what he plays is the story!"

Li Shuyao sighed from the bottom of her heart, she really didn't expect that Shen Lang could still hide such a trick.

Finally, Shen Lang came up with another song "Drunk Maniac" to end it.

This song directly brought the atmosphere to its peak.

Blasted!

"Wave your hand for me, it's like listening to the pines in ten thousand valleys."

"The sound of tearing silk!"

"Smart, depressed and not sticky, how many years will it take to practice!"

"A heartbroken song, where can I find a bosom friend in the world!"

Among the people in the audience, there are many people who like literature and art, and not all the dignitaries are villains.

Several people were already in tears, and they were forced to cry by Shen Lang.

That's right, she really cried, which shows the magic power of Shen Lang Qinyin.

After the song is over, Shen Lang stops.

"Although I haven't played it for a few years, this craft is not lost, so-so."

Shen Lang was not very satisfied with the few pieces he played.

When Ling Shuangyue heard this, she didn't feel uncomfortable, she thought that an expert naturally has the capital of madness, so it's okay to pretend to be aggressive.

In fact, Shen Lang really didn't pretend to be aggressive.

"Shen Lang, although you play well, you are not humble at all. This is not in line with the style of a gentleman. Even if you play well, there is no need to pretend like this." Wang Ziwen said in a deep voice.

Shen Lang's piano skills amazed everyone, which made Wang Ziwen extremely upset.

"I don't care what kind of gentleman he is, I'll tell the truth, if my master is on the scene, he will definitely scold me for playing badly." Shen Lang said.

Li Shuyao was shocked when she heard this.

This is already at the pinnacle of perfection, and you still say that the playing is not good?
"Shen Lang, are you scolding me and Ziwen? If you can't play well like this, then wouldn't Ziwen and I be worse?!" Li Shuyao frowned.

"Believe it or not, I used to be able to make cows cry, but now I can only make people cry." Shen Lang said lightly: "Well, now it's your turn to dance for me."