Goddess of Art Transformation Project

Chapter 293 Oulun Wangji
With the change of the sound of the piano, unknown blue flowers bloomed on the sea, and the flowers were very lush, showing their waists on the sea.

At this moment, a white seagull suddenly flew out of the blue petals, hovering above Chu Ci's head. As the seagull flew up and down, the clear sky seemed to be covered by dark clouds in an instant, and the dark clouds weighed down. The person seemed to be out of breath, the waves were surging, and the blue flower that could not be seen at a glance was broken in an instant, and was carried to the bottom of the sea by the waves.Lightning and thunder made people feel timid.

At this time, the sound of the zither pierced through the ears suddenly became more rapid, but the swift sound of the zither was infinitely soft, but when this soft sound heard Chu Ci's ears, it made the huge waves in the sea even more turbulent.

I don't know when he has already become the person in the song.

Chu Ci's eyes are closed now. If Chu Ci opened his eyes, he would find that the ten fingers of the old man flew rapidly like butterflies wearing flowers, and the rotation between the fingers was like phantoms. Softer.

Just when Chu Ci thought that the day was about to be overwhelmed, and when the storm was at its heaviest, with the soft crowing of gulls, the world rose in an instant, and there was a clear light and cloud shadows. The change of a sound in an instant seems to change the world.

The sound of this old man's piano can really change the world. It makes people feel that when they wake up from a dream, the extreme depression is transformed into an instant peace. This is a kind of refreshing and refreshing, which makes people fascinated.

In this song, Chu Ci suddenly felt relieved, it really is Oulun Wangji!At this moment, I really forgot about my calculations, my deceitful heart, my self-satisfaction and mediocrity, and I have nothing to do with the world.

The sound of the zither changed again, and unknown blue flowers bloomed on the sea again. I don’t know how many gulls flew out of the flowers, circling around Chu Ci, the sea was shining, the Cangjiang was shining in the west, the birds were in harmony, soaring Complacent, a prosperous scene.

But under this bliss, Chu Ci woke up with his closed eyes opened, and at the same time, the old man's piano sound also stopped.

The moment Chu Ci opened his eyes, he happened to meet the eyes of the old man. Chu Ci only found that the old man was tired. In the past few minutes, the old man's forehead was sweating, and the old man pressed his hands on the strings. He gasped slightly.

Tian Bainian's hands on the strings trembled a little. Tian Bainian closed his eyes and meditated, calmed down his mood, and after a short rest, he opened his eyes and said:

"This old man is really old. My hands are shaking after playing this song."

Chu Ci hurriedly said:

"Mr. is not old. The strength of playing this piece of music alone is not as good as that of young people."

Chu Ci looked at the old man in front of him and said.Chu Ci had heard before that Qin Se is in the imperial court, and the years are quiet and good. Chu Ci always thought that this sentence should be an adjective, and only now did he really understand the meaning of this sentence.

The old man in front of him is playing the piano in his hand, and with the flick of his fingertips, he can outline the beautiful mood of the years.However, Chu Ci felt that Qin Se was in the palace, and the years were quiet, so he was a bit short of describing this old gentleman.If you really want to describe it, it's better to say that Qin Se is in control, so it's better to be quiet.

The old man laughed when he heard Chu Ci's words, and did not refute, as if he had acquiesced.His strength in playing the piano before was indeed that many young people were not as good as him.

The old man suddenly looked serious, looked at Chu Ci and said:

"Little girl, I said four words before, Oulu Wangji, I gave you a song, so you can comment on it now, okay?"

When Chu Ci heard this, he quickly waved his hand and said:
"Mr. plays the piano, the sound is clear and peaceful, and the waves are calm. It not only allows me to see the dark clouds and the rolling waves, but also allows me to see the sky and the sky. The master is a master, and the juniors dare not comment on it."

When the old man heard Chu Ci's words, his expression was a little displeased.Although what Chu Ci said was indeed reflected in his piano sound, since he played this piece, he didn't come to hear compliments.The reason why he played this unfinished piece of music to Chu Ci here is because the four words of Chu Ci, Oulu Wangji, made the old man vaguely regard Chu Ci as a confidant of his peers.

Because this short four words let the old man know that Chu Ci understands him.

"Little friend, you have let the old man's piano sound down by being so prevaricate, so I might as well not play this piano."

Hearing the old man's words, Chu Ci couldn't help but smiled wryly. He didn't expect the old man to be angry. It's not that he didn't want to evaluate, but he couldn't. Thinking that his praise had changed the old man's name to him, Chu Ci boldly expressed his feelings directly.

"Sir, there is a Taoist artistic conception in this song."

After Chu Ci finished speaking, he looked at the old man, and seeing that the old man was still expressionless, but nodded slightly, Chu Ci simply continued:

"Mr.'s piano sounds have the meaning of seclusion. The so-called exiled immortals, gulls and birds are accompanied, and the two forget the machine. The listeners can feel the intention of staying aloof from the world and not caring about world affairs in Mr.'s music."

After Chu Ci finished speaking, the old man's calm face melted away, and he smiled, and said with a big laugh:

"Good! Good! Good! You little girl can be called the old man's confidant."

The old man was in a good mood. He plucked the strings with his fingers, touched the seven strings with his fingertips, and the seven strings sang softly and loudly.The soft singing was full of joy, and the old man had already expressed his mood through the sound of the piano.Chu Ci couldn't help sighing again, this way of expressing joy, anger, sorrow and joy with the sound of the piano with waving hands is really perfect.This kind of method is not something that ordinary people can master, and it can only be mastered by concentrating on the sound of the piano for decades.

Chu Ci couldn't help but praise:

"Shu Monk embraces Luqi and goes west to Mount Emei. When he waved his hand for me, it was like listening to the pines in the ten thousand valleys. The guest's heart was washed by the flowing water, and the lingering sound echoed into the frost bell. I didn't feel the blue mountains and the autumn clouds were dark. Mr. playing the piano is like listening to Wanhe is not old pine, seeing the younger generation today also gave birth to the idea of ​​learning the piano."

The old man laughed and was about to say something when he heard the old man's cell phone ringing. The ringtone of the cell phone was also the sound of a piano, but compared with this Oulu Wangji, it seemed ordinary.

When the old man picked up the phone, the look on his face could not help but turn from joy to worry. He hung up the phone after saying a few words on the phone, and then hurriedly packed the things in front of him.

Seeing this, Chu Ci knew that the old man might have something urgent to do, so he stepped forward to help pack it up, and quickly helped the old man pack everything up.

At this time, the old man turned his head and said to Chu Ci:

"Little girl, one of the old man's buddies is hospitalized, and the old man has to go see it urgently, otherwise I really want to have a good chat with you about this Oulu Wangji."

After speaking, the old man hesitated for a moment, and finally passed the Guqin in his arms forward, and put it in Chu Ci's arms.

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