Qin Emperor

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Yin Zhu stared directly at the girl in white on the stage, her gaze was a little blurred, and she murmured to herself: A Chinese Ghost Story. It's the name of this Zheng song.

The speed of the rhythm of the hands is extremely fast, but the feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water is not abrupt at all. The sound of the guzheng is clear and distant. Although the orange magic power is not enough to cover the whole audience, amidst the beautiful buzzing of the zither, It is still clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. The sad and euphemistic zither music moved everyone's emotions, and everyone's expression began to fluctuate with the fluctuation of the zither music, even Teacher Bi Ji who came with Yinzhu was no exception.

Yinzhu's eyes were blurred. Perhaps others lost themselves because of the sad sound waves of the zither, but his heart was completely immersed in the harmonious plucking and deep meaning of this beautiful zither. Only those who really understand can fully understand everything in this Zheng song.

Clear as splashing jade, trembling like a dragon's chant, what a A Chinese Ghost Story.

As if out of control, Yinzhu had already moved the Yuyunqin in front of him, he hadn't tuned it, and his hands were already flicking on the strings. The thumb of the right hand rests lightly, and the hands are already perfectly round and floating above the seven strings. In an instant, Chizi's innocence disappeared. Although the white robe on his body was a little damaged due to the long journey, at this moment, the noble and refined aura still rendered his handsome face so perfect.

The rustic and simple sound of the piano sounded quietly, and Yinzhu's movements were much slower than the girls on the stage, but each sound of the piano carried a lingering lingering sound, and the fingerings calmly controlled the speed and severity, with the lingering lingering back and forth. The clear and long sound of the jade rhyme piano is combined with the sound of the zither, which adds a bit of depth to the original music.

The crimson light, accompanied by the sound of the piano, and the orange light of the girl in white, one after the other, complement each other in the entire auditorium. The intervention of the sound of the piano, not only does not feel abrupt, but is so harmonious. The girl in white who lowered her head and played the kite raised her head for the first time.

The black hair half covered the face, only showing half of the face, but it was the half of the face that made Yinzhu's heartstrings vibrate violently. When he saw Yinzhu with his pale face and cold and deep black eyes, he was not surprised at all, but the coldness in his eyes dissipated a little.

The piano and the zither, two musical instruments that were originally incompatible, are perfectly integrated under the perfect control of Yinzhu, which seems to be a miracle bestowed by heaven.

The girl in white looked at Yinzhu, and Yinzhu was also looking at her, but the strings in their hands didn't fluctuate in the slightest. The blending of eyes is like the mixture of crimson and orange, Yinzhu's hands posture changed,

Flick to the strings, and the elegant and deep voice sounds from this graceful combination of zithers.

Life

Dream like a long road

Let the wind and frost, the wind and frost stay on your face

In the world of mortals

How many directions does the dream have

Looking for a dreamy love

The road follows people.

At this moment, it seemed as if only the two of them were left in the entire auditorium. There were two basic ways to play the guqin, one was solo, and the other was qin song.

The coldness in the eyes of the girl in white seems to have melted away, and what remains is only endless sadness, a slightly hoarse, but touching voice like a phoenix singing, followed by the second half of the zither.

Life is

prolongation of dreams

Faintly in the dream, faintly tears

where to go

The direction of your heart

The wind sighs softly in the dream

Roads and people are vast.

Yinzhu's hand gestures changed again, the food and middle fingers of the right hand formed a semicircle, and the big, middle and ring fingers of the left hand pressed the strings at the same time, the sound waves trembled and became a little softer than before, diluting the sadness in A Chinese Ghost Story a little. With the accompaniment of the zither and the singing, the last two people involuntarily sang together.

Human Road

happy boy

Look at the sunshine in the rough, rough

In the world of mortals

How many directions does happiness have

A trace of wind and rain like a dream

The road follows the crowd

Sisi like a dream of wind and rain

The road follows people.

The coordinated singing stopped quietly, but the sound of the zither swayed and moved, and at the same time, it quietly faded away with an endless aftertaste. Yinzhu's eyes were as clear as a mirror, but the black eyes of the girl in white were a little more perplexed.

No matter how rough the road is, the sun will shine. Sister, your zither music is too sad, why can't you be happier? Yinzhu stood up and said with a smile while pressing the strings with both hands. The childish air reappeared, diluting the elegance and nobility in him.

The girl in white woke up from her confusion, thinking to herself, what happened to her? I have never sung the last song of A Chinese Ghost Story, but today I sang it unknowingly. Could it be that he infected me?

The wind frightens the crane dancing, the wind sends light clouds, the phoenix sings in harmony, and the falling flowers follow the water. You used four techniques to complete this song. But is this enough for the guqin that matches the zither? But you Why do you want to use qin music to affect my mood? The voice of the girl in white was still hoarse and clear, and she stared at Yinzhu with burning eyes.

Because, I understand the sadness in your zither song! Ye Yinzhu didn't understand why the girl in white seemed to be more icy after the song ended.

You understand? Do you really understand? With a cold snort, he picked up the guzheng from the table with both hands, turned and walked towards the backstage.

Sitting down slowly, Yinzhu carefully put the Yuyunqin back in front of the girl beside her, with a thoughtful light in his eyes.

When— a bell rang, and a faint blue light flashed and disappeared in the auditorium. When Yinzhu raised his head, he found that there was an old woman in a blue dress on the stage at some point. He looked at least sixty or seventy years old, holding a small and exquisite clock in his left hand, and the clock cone in his right hand had obviously just been struck.

Ah— Rumeng Fangxing's voice resounded in the audience, including the girl next to Yinzhu and Teacher Bi Ji who was sitting in the corner. When the zither music was played, they were already addicted to it, and most of them didn't know that Yinzhu joined later. For a while, they were all in a dreamlike feeling, only a few girls' eyes It is relatively clear, showing thoughts similar to Yinzhu.

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Xiaosan deliberately found a Chinese Ghost Story song played with a zither. The song is very beautiful. Xiaosan tried to upload it on the Internet, hoping that everyone would like it too.