When Beichen came here, a large area of ​​Bamboo Forest was located here.

There was a gate made of a bamboo fence in front of him, and there were bursts of the sound of the piano and the sound of other bamboos.

Harmony and quiet.

People can not help but calm down.

"Yes, this is a good place for self-cultivation."

Pushing the door and walking in, there was an old bamboo man in his seventies and eighties who was weaving a basket with bamboo.

And there is also a delicate bamboo building inside, from which the sound of the piano came.

Beichen is like a tourist, swinging his folding fan to look left and right, then take a deep breath, spin silk, and enjoy his face.

Green Bamboo Weng ignored him, and he was happy to relax.

When the sound of the piano disappeared, Beichen said with emotion: "The sound of the piano, the bamboo sea, the small bridge, the flowing water, the bamboo building, the flowerbed, the breeze, the quietness, this is really a rare and good place, if I am old in the future, I will definitely choose this. The place."

The old man put on the last strand of bamboo thread, then cut it with a bamboo knife, and a back basket was ready.

He put his hands on the edge of the mouth to test whether it was firm, and nodded with satisfaction, then put it aside.

"I don't know why the young master is here, or is he here to buy baskets, mats, bamboo rakes, and dustpans??"

Beichen smelled the lilac flowers next to him, looked at Green Bamboo Weng, and said with a smile, "It's the sound of the piano here that attracted me, and I didn't come here to buy things. I came here uninvited, and I looked at Haihan."

Green Bamboo Weng cleaned up the bamboo strips on the ground and said, "Young master now listens to the piano and sees the scenery, so please come back!"

Beichen laughed.

"No hurry, no hurry, this person who plays the qin must be a master in the piano, so I dare to discuss the piano with this master, I wonder if it is okay?"

At this moment, a silver bell-like sound came from the bamboo building.

"Oh? The son is also proficient in piano skills?"

Ok?

Why isn't Ren Yingying pretending to be an old woman?It's not the same as in the script!

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Why isn't Ren Yingying pretending to be an old woman?It's not the same as in the script!

"Oh, I don't dare to be proficient, I just know a little bit."

In fact, the reason why Beichen was able to walk with school beauty Bai Jie in college was because he could play the guqin and zither.

Although his guzheng didn't play the third grade, he still had the first and second grade!

"Really! Since that's the case, it's rare for the little girl to meet a qin-knowing friend, so she will discuss the qin with the son today."

"Bamboo Weng, get a zither for your son."

"Yes, Auntie!"

Green Bamboo Weng cupped his hands and brought the guqin on the other side.

"Master, Qin is here."

"Ok!"

Beichen took the piano and nodded slightly.

At this time, Ren Yingying inside said again: "Since it is the son who proposed the theory of the qin, then the son will ask first, how?"

"It's okay!"

Beichen was not polite, and sat down directly in the air without a stool under him (refer to the two blind killers in "Kung Fu").

Seeing this, Lu Zhuweng's pupils also shrank. He already knew that Beichen was a master.

Put the piano on your legs, adjust the strings, and put your hands on it.

Ding...dong...

A melodious qin sound suddenly sounded in the bamboo forest, just the first few notes, the green bamboo man closed his eyes and slowly enjoyed it.

And Ren Yingying in the bamboo building was also surprised, and then calmed down and enjoyed it.

Beichen is playing "The Fishing Boat Sings Evening" composed by Lou Shuhua.

"The Fishing Boat Sings Evening" depicts the beautiful scene of the sunset reflecting on the blue waves, the fishermen being leisurely and the fishing boats drifting away with the waves.

This piece is the most widely circulated and most influential piece of qin and zheng solo in China since the 20s.

When the climax is reached, the fishermen are excited and excited as if they have obtained a big harvest, and finally return with a full reward until the sun goes down.

The sound of the piano became calm again, drifted away, and then gradually disappeared above the calm lake.

Beichen moved the last note slightly, and the whole song was finished.

However, Lu Bamboo Weng and Ren Yingying were still immersed in the beautiful sound of the piano and could not extricate themselves.

Don't want to wake up at all.

After a long time, Ren Yingying opened her beautiful eyes, got up and walked out of the bamboo building.

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