The Local Lazy Man System

"Husband, your piano is so good, better than anyone I've ever heard of. It's definitely a master class, not better than a master class."

Liu Qingqing hugged Ye Rongyao excitedly and said. As for why his man is so good at the piano, Liu Qingqing selectively forgets that his man has secrets, which Liu Qingqing has long known. to ask.

Liu Qingqing understands that as a smart woman, she doesn't necessarily need to know all the secrets of her man. As long as the man has himself in his heart and loves himself, that's enough.

"Of course, your man is at the master level." Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

"Be proud, husband, play me one more song, I still want to hear it."

Liu Qingqing said with a smile. Now, if someone says that his man is an old-fashioned farmer, Liu Qingqing can kill him with a single word, "You are not a native, you can play the master-level piano skills if you have the ability."

"Okay, how about I play the song "A Hundred Birds in the Wind" on the piano?" Ye Rongyao couldn't help but say a little ostentatiously when he saw his woman looking at him with admiration.

"Husband, do you still know how to play the piano?"

Liu Qingqing asked in surprise, after all, human energy is limited, and his man's guzheng skills have reached such a high level, how can he know the piano again? Is his piano skills not worse than the guzheng skills, how is this possible what.

"Of course, don't think that your husband is a farmer and has a junior high school education, but he is very musical. No, he is a musical genius, and he knows a lot of musical instruments."

Ye Rongyao said with some self-satisfaction, with the master-level piano skills, Ye Rongyao can play any music and musical instruments, and he can play it well.

"Bragging, watch out for the cow falling from the sky." Liu Qingqing said with a smile.

"It seems that your man doesn't show his hands anymore. You really think your man is bragging."

Seeing that his woman was a little suspicious, Ye Rongyao said immediately. Men, in front of women, especially beautiful women, must not admit to cowardice.

"Okay, husband, if you play the piano as well as your guzheng, I will treat you well at night." Liu Qingqing said with a smile.

"real?"

Ye Rongyao said in surprise. Judging from Ye Rongyao's eyes, Ye Rongyao must be thinking crooked, he is really an impure man.

"real."

Liu Qingqing said with certainty.

"I've started, um, just play "Hundred Birds in the Wind"."

Ye Rongyao sat down in front of the piano stand and said after placing his fingers on the black and white keys.

"Um."

As Ye Rongyao plucked his fingers, the sound of the piano changed from low and silent to gradually louder, and it was already a masterpiece in an instant.

However, although the sound of the piano became louder and louder, it was almost deafening in the end, but it didn't sound sharp at all.

Soon, I could vaguely hear that there seemed to be a murmur in the distance mixed with the sound of the piano, and it became louder and louder from far to near.

Looking in the direction from which the noise came, Liu Qingqing looked outside the house and saw that there were many birds flying outside the house at some point in time, and the previous noise was the sound of the flapping wings of these birds!

I saw these birds circling and descending in the yard, and finally stopped on the longan tree in the yard. Soon, the two longan trees with strong branches and covered a hundred square meters were already densely filled with birds of various colors. kind.

And as the sound of his man's piano spread farther and farther, birds came one after another from the direction of the east side of the mountain. If the tree could not stop, they stopped in the courtyard, on the reclining chair, on the eaves, and there were many kinds of sparrows, turtledoves, Starlings, great tits, cuckoos, egrets...the list goes on!

In the yard, Xiaobai and Wangcai did not rush the birds, but listened to the music played by their men quietly, just like these birds, and even the birds parked on them, they were all silent I don't know.

Although there are more and more birds coming, and more and more crowded, but the strange thing is that even the birds of natural enemies can be at peace at this time.

No pair of birds were fighting, and no single bird was neighing. They just stood in their own positions and listened to the sound of their man's piano.

Liu Qingqing was stunned by the scene in front of him. What an incredible thing it was, but it happened today, right in front of him.

Liu Qingqing remembered that when he was studying, the teacher told himself the story of the idiom "playing the qin to the cow", saying that in ancient times there was a great musician named Gong Mingyi. One day, he played the qin under the window, and the wonderful sound of the qin attracted many people. Birds and bees.

Gong Mingyi saw a cow grazing outside the window, so she decided to play a few tunes for the cow to listen to. After one piece was played, the cow only focused on grazing.

So he played several more songs. Unexpectedly, this time Niu wagged his tail and turned around and walked away. Gong Mingyi couldn't help but say, "Play the piano to Niu."

At that time, Liu Qingqing and the classmates in the class felt that the ancients were too exaggerated. Playing the piano can attract birds and bees. How is this possible? Now there are so many pianists and piano masters, and their pianos are already superb. , but have never heard of anyone playing the piano to attract birds and bees.

Now Liu Qingqing understands that it is not that the sound of the piano does not attract birds and bees, but that the level of those pianists and piano masters has not reached that level.

And his own man... Liu Qingqing couldn't help looking at his man with a complicated expression.

When "A Hundred Birds Towards the Phoenix" entered the finale, the sound of Ye Rongrong's piano, which was already peaceful in his heart, turned again, and began to become noisy and choppy, mixed with a hundred kinds of single tones, such as sharp and thick. But there is no confusion, and it is melodious, as if a hundred birds are singing in unison.

Soon, the birds in the yard were also seduced by the sound of the piano and let go of their singing. It sounded like singing in harmony with the sound of the piano. It was full of peculiar rhythms.

The tactful Yingyan sings like a whistle, the naughty birds whisper softly, the clear and high-pitched herons neigh, and the passionate and majestic hawks sing.

All kinds of birds sang in unison covering the entire courtyard and standing on the two longan trees. What a spectacular sight it was. If an outsider saw this scene, they would think it was a miracle.

Finally, in the midst of an agitated qin call, Ye Rongyao ended his hearty playing, looking back at the birds circling and chirping and gradually dissipating, Ye Rongyao couldn't help but feel a little complacent, "Brother's piano skills have reached even the birds' capital. Flying to the point of listening."

"Wife, don't look at me like this, I know I'm handsome, but I'll be embarrassed if you look at me like this." Ye Rongrong couldn't help joking when he saw his woman staring at him with wide eyes said.

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