System: I open an inn in the desert

Turning into the tea house from the main road, the first thing you see is the small pond.

The pond is irregular in shape and the water is not deep.

The bottom of the pond is covered with white pebbles of even size. The pink flowers and trees beside the pond are reflected in the water, and together with the reflection of the water pavilion, they sway with the water waves.

Tourists gathered in the small square in front of the waterside pavilion.

When there are more people, even if everyone lowers their voice, it is still buzzing when they are gathered together. In order to let the people around them hear, they will involuntarily increase the volume, which makes people's ears feel uncomfortable.

At this time, the waterside pavilion was arranged more like a stage, with a pure white guqin placed in the middle. The body of the piano seemed to be made of jade, and the strings were crystal clear.

Originally, no one would notice the details of a piano or even a few strings.

But that person appeared.

When she touched her jade-like fingers on the strings, everyone's attention was involuntarily drawn to those hands and the piano.

The girl was wearing an aqua dress, with satin-like black hair tied back by a ribbon, bright eyebrows, and a snow-white complexion.

But the visitor was obviously not content with his outstanding appearance, and he didn't care much about the astonishment of everyone in the audience. He only looked at his nose and his heart, focusing on the white jade piano in front of him.

Fingers lightly pluck a string.

There was a clang.

The sound was like breaking gold and jade. There were no loudspeakers around the waterside pavilion, but the sound was as clear as if it was playing in everyone's ears. The voices of tourists in the square slowly lowered their voices until they were completely silent.

The girl gently raised her wrist, pressed lightly with her left hand, raised her right hand, and began to pluck the strings.

The soft sound flowed out from those strings, first light and then heavy, first slow and then fast, the rhythm was elegant, and the sound spread towards the audience like flowing water.

Everyone seemed to be in a dark valley that no one had ever set foot in. They forgot about their annoying boss, their difficult coursework, their never-ending chores at home, and their many troubling worries.

When I closed my eyes, I could only see distant mountains and smell running water in my mind. It was as if my whole body was surrounded by a fresh and moist vapor, and my nose seemed to smell a faint fragrance of orchids.

The song "The Ming Fountain in the Valley" echoed throughout the space. Everyone stopped moving, closed their eyes, and listened, appreciated, and felt quietly.

hum~~

The last trace of piano sound drifted away with the wind, and after a while, everyone opened their eyes as if they were waking up from a dream.

"Flicking your fingers, the prosperity follows the flowing water, and the music of the piano is as light as fairy music. Good piano, good music!" an old voice said excitedly, followed by a burst of vigorous applause.

Lin Yu looked from the waterside pavilion and happened to see Ke Feiming's grandfather, the old man named Song Yuanshan, taking the lead in clapping excitedly and couldn't help but smile.

Ke Feiming is probably patrolling around with the security team at the moment, and he is not lucky enough to listen to piano music for the time being. However, Lin Yu turned his head to look in the direction of the violinist and murmured: "It is indeed a special character card."

Yes, Lin Yu was placed on the waterside pavilion in position C of the audience.

This waterside pavilion looks like a boxy stage from the front. In fact, when you walk up, you realize that its structure is more like a deformed I-shaped stage. The middle vertical section is shortened and widened to form a stage, and the long and horizontal sections are two verandas connecting the ground. The two ends of the short horizontal line are elegant seats.

Being so close to the performing guests is of course a rare and rare location.

Lin Yu sat at one end of the short horizontal line.

Zhang Lusheng's plan was clear, and Lin Yu was speechless. He originally planned to rely on his talent to make a living, but he didn't expect that he would rely on his face in the end...

However, the main function of this location is not to allow future guests to be watched like Boss Lin, so curtains were set up around it to block the view. Lin Yu lowered the curtains and finally felt a little more comfortable.

Qu Wen was also in the crowd. She was so immersed in the music just now that she even forgot that she was live broadcasting. The phone lens stuck on the selfie stick is pointed at the ground.

At this moment, the selfie stick was caught in the creaking nest and kept swinging as she clapped.

[I want to praise Naihe for being uneducated, but he can go all over the world with just one word. 】

[Ouch~ I'm going to vomit, can you please stop shaking...]

[When will the anchor remember that she still has a live broadcast room, and a group of poor netizens are still waiting for her~~ Can you point the camera at the little sister playing the piano, I just saw it~]

[This piano playing is really amazing. Fortunately, I have quick hands and have already recorded it. Now I will change it into a mobile phone ringtone! As witty as me.jpg]

[Sisters, please share! 】

[Who has seen the young lady’s appearance clearly? I saw her long hair in the green dress and couldn't see her face clearly, but with my decade-long pursuit of celebrities and numerous beauty appraisals, she was definitely a beauty! Trust me.jpg]

[Those actors who only know how to pose and do long shots should really be shown what it’s like to really play the piano. The heroine of a drama I watched last time was said to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but her hands were like embroidery. The two strings were played back and forth, and the male protagonist and a group of passers-by were still intoxicated...]

[Stop talking, I already have the picture~]

[It turns out that the description in the novel of "a piano music moves the capital" is actually realistic...]

[Wenzi, please turn on the camera and let me see her face. The face of the novel’s heroine is almost there! Please! 】

……

Just when the netizens in the live broadcast room had resigned themselves to their fate and the discussion on the bluestone floor was getting lively, Qu Wen finally remembered the fact that she was still a host and the live broadcast room was not closed yet.

"I'm sorry everyone, I was so absorbed in listening just now that I forgot about you."

[Listen, is this human language? 】

[Turn the camera over and prepare to close it. It depends on the girl playing the piano to stay in the fan list. 】

[Don’t force me to kneel down and beg you! 】

When Qu Wen saw the barrage of the audience, she quickly gave up and pointed the camera at the waterside stage. Just as the pianist stood up from behind the piano table, he moved lightly and opened the curtain on one side with his bare hands.

A hibiscus face was completely exposed.

With an oval face, crescent eyebrows, and aqua-green clothes, she has a fairy-like air.

The girl walked to the stage and bowed down Yingying, "I dedicate "The Mingquan in the Valley" to you. Lu Xiaoxiao, the piano master, has done something wrong."

"What a handsome girl!" This is the old man Song Yuanshan with an admiring expression on his face. Several tourists next to him nodded repeatedly and clicked their mobile phones. They couldn't agree more.

In Qu Wen's live broadcast room, the reactions of netizens were more realistic. Since no one knew her online, her words were even more wild and uninhibited——

【Mom, I'm in love~~】

[I’m different. I’m married. This is my wife. Could anyone please tell me her contact information? We’ll get married first and then fall in love. 】

【Pooh! Shameless, that is obviously my wife. 】

[You guys grab Sister Lu, the beauty on stage now is my favorite. Wife, you are so beautiful! 】

Qu Wen was so amused by the messages in the live broadcast room that she quickly looked up when she saw the last one.

Zhang Lusheng is on stage.