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Yin Zhu looked directly at the girl in white on the stage, her eyes were already a little more confused, and she murmured to herself: "A Chinese Ghost Story." The four words "A Chinese Ghost Story" are not the description of the girl on the stage, but the name of this zheng song.

The rhythm of the hands was extremely fast, but the feeling of flowing clouds and water was not abrupt at all. The sound of the Guzheng was clear and distant. Although the orange magic power was not enough to cover the entire audience, it was still clearly transmitted into everyone's ears in the beautiful guzheng sound. The sad and gentle guzheng music drove everyone's emotions, and everyone's expression began to fluctuate with the fluctuations of the guzheng music, even Teacher Brigji who came with Yin Zhu was no exception.

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

"It's as clear as a splash of jade, trembling as a dragon's roar, what a song "A Chinese Ghost Story"."

As if uncontrollable, Yinzhu had moved Yu Yunqin in front of him. He did not tune, and his hands were already gently brushing the strings. His right thumb was lightly supported, and his hands were already round and above the seven strings. In an instant, the innocent simplicity disappeared. Although the white robe on his body was a little damaged due to the long journey, at this moment, the noble and elegant aura still exaggerated his handsome face so perfect.

The ancient and simple piano sounds quietly, and the movements of Yinzhu are much slower than those of the girls on the stage. However, every piano sound is filled with a lingering sound, and the fingering is silently controlled by the light, slow, rapid and heavy, and circling and reciprocating. The clear and long piano sound of the Yuyun Qin is combined with the zheng sound, adding a bit of heavy momentum to the original music.

The crimson light, accompanied by the sound of the piano, shining brightly with the orange light of the girl in white, in the whole auditorium. The intervention of the sound of the piano not only did not have a sudden feeling, but was so harmonious. The girl in white who lowered her head to play with the zither raised her head for the first time.

The black hair half covered her face, only half of her face was exposed, but that half of her face made Yinzhu's heart tremble. Her pale face and cold and deep black eyes were not surprised when she saw Yinzhu, but the coldness in her eyes slightly dissipated a little.

The two instruments that originally could not be matched were merged under the perfect control of Yin and Zhu, which seemed to be a miracle given by God.

The girl in white looked at Yinzhu, and Yinzhu was also looking at her, but the strings on both hands did not fluctuate in any disorder. The fusion of eyes was like the mixture of crimson and orange. Yinzhu's hands changed and she hugged the strings gently, and her elegant and low voice sounded between the graceful zither and zither.

"Life

Dreams like long roads

Let the wind and frost stay on your face

In the world

How many directions does a beautiful dream have

Find dreamy love

The road follows the vastness of people.”

At this moment, it seemed as if there were only two of them left in the entire auditorium. There are two basic methods of playing the guqin, one is solo, and the other is qin song.

The coldness in the eyes of the girl in white seemed to have melted, and what remained was endless sadness, slightly hoarse, but the moving sound like a phoenix sound continued to the second half as the piano played.

“Life is

The extension of dreams

There is still tears in the dream

Where to go

The direction in your heart

The wind lingers in the dream

The road is vast and the people are everywhere.”

Yinzhu's gesture changed again, with the right hand eating, the middle two fingers forming a semicircle, the left hand is large, the middle and nameless three fingers pressing the strings at the same time, the sound waves trembled, becoming a little softer than before, diluting the sadness in the song "A Chinese Ghost Story". With the accompaniment of the piano and zheng, the last verse was involuntarily sang the two of them.

“The road on earth

Happy young man

Watch the sun in that rugged, rugged

In the world

How many directions does happiness have

A trace of wind and rain like a dream

The road follows the vastness of people

Silhouette of wind and rain like a dream

The road follows the vastness of people.”

The song stopped quietly with Wujian's singing, but the sound of the piano and zither moved gently, and with an endless afterglow, it quietly faded away with an endless aftertaste. Yinzhu's eyes were as clear as a mirror, while the black eyes of the girl in white were already a little more confused.

"No matter how rugged the road is, there is sunshine. Sister, your zheng song is too sad, why can't you be happier?" Yin Zhu stood up and smiled and said. The childish and innocent aura reappeared, diluting the elegance and nobility of his body.

The girl in white woke up from her confusion and thought to herself, what's wrong with me? She has never sang the last episode of "A Chinese Ghost Story", but she sang it unconsciously today. Could it be that he brought me the infection?

"The wind shocks the cranes dance, the wind sends light clouds, the phoenixes and phoenixes and the falling flowers follow the water. You have used four techniques to complete this song, but is this enough for the guqin that matches the zither? But why do you use the piano music to affect my mood?" The girl in white still had a clear voice in the hoarseness, and her eyes were staring at Yinzhu with bright eyes.

"Because, I understand the sadness in your zither song!" Ye Yinzhu was a little confused. Why did the song end, the coldness of the girl in white seemed to be even worse.

"Do you understand? Do you really understand?" He snorted coldly, picked up the guzheng from the table with both hands, turned around and headed towards the backstage.

Sit down slowly, Yinzhu carefully put Yu Yunqin back in front of the girl beside her, and the light of thinking appeared in her eyes.

"Dang--" A bell rang out, and a faint green light flashed in the auditorium. When Yin Zhu raised her head, she found that there was an old woman in a long blue dress on the stage. She looked at least sixty or seventy years old, holding an exquisite and compact clock in her left hand, and the bell cone in her right hand had obviously just been tapped.

"Ah——" Rumeng's voice woke up in the audience, including the girl beside Yinzhu and Teacher Brigitte sitting in the corner. When the zither song was played, they had already become addicted to it. Most people didn't know that Yinzhu's later addition was at all. For a moment, they were still in a dreamlike feeling. Only a few girls had clear eyes, revealing thoughts similar to Yinzhu.

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Chapter completed!