Under Wang Huan's fingertips, notes jumped out one by one, and the beautiful sound of the piano took everyone wandering in the mountains and forests of nature, passing through the silent woods, appearing and disappearing from time to time, like the top of a mountain, erratic.Soon it turned into a clear mountain spring, trickling down in the stream.

At the same time, Wang Huan's superb guqin strength began to fully display.

Rolling, brushing, hitting, advancing, retreating... Various fingerings are used alternately, which dazzles the young people who are learning the guqin.

Lin Xingming's ups and downs, which flow like flowing water, made Lin Xingming sigh.

At this moment, Lin Xingming had completely forgotten about the matter of breaking through the door, and followed the sound of the piano completely into the state of forgetting both things and himself. His eyes were slightly closed, and his face showed an intoxicated look, as if he enjoyed the feeling of this moment very much.

On the whale live broadcast platform, various super rockets began to swipe the screen again.

Gifts are flying all over the place.

"It's getting better and better, and I'm addicted to it with all my heart."

"Brother Huan is becoming more and more poisonous!"

"It turns out that China also has such beautiful classical music and such beautiful instruments."

"Much better than the piano!"

"Cherish life, stay away from Brother Huan. This is indeed a truth!"

"Damn, I think I'm going crazy. After listening to Brother Huan sing, I asked my mother to sign up for a singing training class for me. After listening to Brother Huan play the piano, I asked my mother to buy me a piano Come to learn the piano. After listening to "Pipa Xing", I bought a bunch of books on ancient poetry. Now... I want to buy a guqin again. What should I do? Will my mother hit me?"

The 9-minute performance was heard by everyone, but they didn't feel the passage of time at all.

When the last chord disappears.

When Wang Huan raised his head and looked at the crowd with a smile, everyone came out of a strange feeling, and each of them felt lost, as if something had been pulled out of their bodies.

I don't know how long it took, these young people in ancient costumes finally came back to their senses, and their expressions became ugly.

They almost forgot that now is not the time for them to appreciate Guqin music.

Wang Huan is here to break the door!

They actually forgot about it!

Damn it!They were actually shocked by a person who came to smash the scene just now.All the young people in the wing room raised their heads and subconsciously looked at Lin Xingming, the master of Qinmen. How should Lin Xingming respond at this moment?

Chapter 0279 What am I going to do?Of course, continue to break through the door!

There are six branches of Huashi Club.

The doors are interlinked.

The six schools seem to be independent of each other, but they blend with each other, so the relationship between the members of the six schools is quite good, and it is precisely because of this that they can better promote the Chinese classical culture.

Therefore, when Wang Huan broke into the piano gate, the entire Hua Poetry Club was completely shaken.

"Since the establishment of Huashi Club, there have been five door-breaking incidents, none of which succeeded, and the door-breakers have become jokes."

"Nowadays there are so many bosses in the Huashi Club, who is so blind? How dare they break into the door."

"I heard it was Wang Huan, the genius who wrote "Pipa Xing"."

"He wrote "Pipa Xing". If he wants to break through, he must break through the gate of poetry. If he breaks through the gate of piano, is his head kicked by a donkey?"

"Have you forgotten? Wang Huan is still an international piano master, the latest global ranking, tied for first place with Master Buzz!"

"The piano and the guqin are completely different things, aren't they?"

Hearing the news of Wang Huan breaking into the Qin Gate, Qu Lao felt a little bit in his heart, and hurried out of the Shi Gate. Just as he went out to take a look, he found that several other sect masters had come out.

They looked at each other.

Both saw the doubt and incomprehension in each other's eyes.

Wan Xiwen, master of Cimen: "Old Qu, isn't Wang Huan the talent you fancy? Why are you so reckless?"

Old Qu smiled wryly: "I don't know, he was still asking for the door at my place just now... huh?"

Suddenly, Old Qu's expression froze. He recalled Wang Huan's actions, words and deeds just now. Now that he thinks about it, it seems that this kid doesn't look like an invitation?

Could it be that he was also planning to break through the door just now?

It's just that I misunderstood the other party and gave him the sign, so the other party left?

Brat, I just praised him for being polite!

Thinking of this, Elder Qu's face suddenly became a little unnatural.

At the same time, the welcoming lady who greeted Wang Huan just now shrank her neck subconsciously after hearing what happened in the courtyard, as if she had done something terribly wrong, she didn't dare to look into the courtyard with her eyes.

When everyone came outside the piano gate, Wang Huan had just finished playing "Flowing Water".

Lin Xingming looked at Wang Huan, and walked to Wang Huan's side after a while.

Just when everyone thought he was going to play Guqin to play chess with Wang Huan, Lin Xingming sighed: "Young people are awesome, the qin skills are superb, and the qin music is like fairy music. No matter what aspect it is, it is far beyond my ability. When "Flowing Water" came out, In the future, I am afraid that there will be one more classic handed down in the Guqin music score, and I am not as good as this alone."

After speaking, he bowed deeply to Wang Huan.

Surprised, Wang Huan quickly stood up and supported Lin Xingming.

There was an uproar around.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xingming, who is known as the Duke of Ming and whose guqin level is considered one of the best in China, would admit defeat so simply.Most of the people present did not have a deep understanding of guqin. Although they thought the "Flowing Water" played by Wang Huan just now was nice, they didn't know how classic it was. So everyone felt that no matter how good Wang Huan was, Lin Xingming should If you have the strength to fight, you will not give up the piano and admit defeat at the worst.

However, looking at Lin Xingming's expression now, it is clear that he completely admires him.

Could it be that the "Flowing Water" played by Wang Huan just now is really a rare classic?

In the whale live broadcast room, the barrage had already exploded.

"I'll go... a piece of "Flowing Water" made Ming Gong willing to admit defeat. I was completely dumbfounded."

"Sure enough, Brother Huan is the real water emperor, no one has his water!"

"I knew Brother Huan wouldn't stay in peace. Sure enough, even the Hua Poetry Club can't stop the Poison King's coquettish footsteps!"

"Is there anything Brother Huan is not good at?"

"Upstairs, yes, have you forgotten Brother Huan's hit movie?"

"That's right... Fortunately, he doesn't have the talent to make movies, otherwise it would be too shocking."

"Ha ha……"

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