When the Greek pantheon meets the Eastern pantheon

Agnes came closer and saw it was a lyre.Look at the qin, and then think about how well Changqin plays. "Changqin, why does this one play differently from yours?" Agnes questioned.

"This is an ordinary violin. The violin I play is called the fifty-string violin. It has fifty strings. It is my companion violin." Changqin stroked Agnes's hair, well, it was still so soft.

"Changqin's companion piano? I have one too." Agnes opened her eyes wide.He took out a blood-red bow as if offering a treasure.The bow body is transparent and red, and strong divine power flows on the bow. "But it's not a harp, it's a bow."

"very beautiful."

"Yes, yes! I think so too." Agnes looked proud.

From then on, Agnes lived in Changqin's Music God Hall.When the harp was playing, Agnes would occasionally take out the harp and play the harp together.Changqin is a person who loves the harp. When he saw the harp for the first time, he was very interested in learning from Agnes.Changqin is worthy of being the god of music, and he learned it quickly.

"It's not fair, why did you learn so quickly?" Agnes held her face, watching the long piano plucking the harp.The slender fingers danced on the strings, and a beautiful piece of music was born in the hands of the long piano.

"Agnes wants to learn piano with me?" Changqin stopped what she was doing and looked at Agnes.There was a hint of confusion in the words.

"I don't want to do anything." Agnes frowned and shook her head.

"So I'm so troublesome." Changqin seemed a little downcast, with disappointment in her tone.

"No, no." Agnes waved her hands anxiously.

"I still want to play with Agnes, but it seems impossible." Changqin lowered her head and retracted her hand on the harp.

"No. I..." Agnes blushed.

"I still want Agnes to try my fifty-stringed instrument! Alas~" Changqin sighed a long time.

"It's not me. I want to learn, really want to learn." Agnes replied weakly.

"Then let's start learning now."

Changqin took advantage of the situation to put away the harp and took out the fifty-stringed harp, with a warm smile on his face, completely unable to see the grievance just now.

"Okay, okay!" Agnes stared at Changqin's movements dumbfounded.Feel like something is wrong?

In this way, Agnes started to learn the piano, which was the fifty-stringed piano of Changqin.At first, Agnes thought it was all for fun, because every string on the fifty-stringed harp reacted differently.

The heaven and the earth are happy for a while, and sad for a while. It's very fun, but the root string can't be played. "Why can't you play the fifty strings?" Agnes looked up at the long piano.

"The fifty strings play in unison, and the world returns to chaos." Changqin looked at the fifty strings and said indifferently.

"It's amazing." Agnes touched the strings and sighed.

Changqin is a good teacher, but also a serious teacher.Agnes shook her hand secretly to relieve the soreness.Then he stretched out his red fingers and put them in front of Changqin, "Changqin~, can I stop studying today, my hands hurt so much."

"Let me see." Changqin grabbed Agnes' hand, looking at the marks on it with some distress.After a healing technique, the whiteness of the hand returned immediately. "It's my dereliction of duty. Let's take a rest." Changqin smiled at Agnes, but didn't let go of her hand.

The author has something to say: I have never been in love, so I don’t know what the process of being in love is like?so hard.Next, because there is still an article to be updated, it will be changed to a daily update.I will try to be more than 1000 words.