89. Chapter 89 The melodious sound of the flute
Chen Hao's appearance caused everyone's attention to focus on him for a moment. Everyone followed the sound and saw that it was a young man with an unattractive appearance and simple clothes. They couldn't help but cause everyone to burst into laughter.
"Your Excellency is a bit unfamiliar. You must not come here often. There is nothing wrong with you if you don't know why. It would be best for you to step back!" A man shook his wine bottle and said with a smile.
"Brother-in-law is right. Brother, don't bring shame on yourself. It's better to drink and have fun here. If Miss Ziyuan's piano skills can be easily understood, we won't wander around for too long..."
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In addition to the roar of laughter from everyone, there were also many people who offered good advice. After all, in the eyes of everyone, Miss Ziyuan’s piano skills were probably unmatched by anyone in Yangzhou. If not, why did Yu Hao put down his pen yesterday and lamented that he was not as good as him?
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Chen Hao has long been accustomed to such occasions that everyone despises, so he still took a light sip of the wine in the glass. However, he raised his eyes and looked at the girl Zi Yuan upstairs. At this moment, Zi Yuan was also looking at him deeply, her eyes
The slight smile in his mind gave Chen Hao a strange feeling. As for what kind of feeling he felt, he couldn't tell.
Zi Yuan nodded gently with a calm expression, and then whispered a few words into the maid's ear. The maid turned around and left. Not long after, the maid appeared again in everyone's sight, and there was a purple flute in her hand. Under everyone's attention
Next, the maid walked downstairs and handed the purple flute to Chen Hao, then turned and returned upstairs.
Chen Hao thanked him, held the purple flute in his hand, and gently made a circle of flowers on his hand. Then he placed his fingers on the flute and spoke softly. Then the melodious sound of the flute filled the hall, like a clear spring.
, fresh and transparent, and like a rainbow, misty and secretive, the sound of the flute is the voice of nature and the voice of the flute player, making everyone seem to have entered a wonderful realm.
Even Zi Yuan, who is proficient in music, was attracted by Chen Hao's flute sound, and her thoughts were flying. A string in her heart that had been dusty for a long time now rippled slightly.
However, this is not over yet. When everyone is silent in the beautiful mood, suddenly the melody suddenly changes, and the light flute sound instantly becomes melancholy and sad. The sad and clear sound makes people enter a sad environment, and let people get deeper into it.
, those who heard it were sad and shed tears.
After playing the song, Chen Hao smiled bitterly at the purple kite upstairs, then stood with his hands behind his hands and sighed softly:
"The sound of the flute coincides with the rain of reed flowers, and the white birds suddenly start in a row. Don't come here to relax, and think about the water and clouds.
In March, the east wind blows away the snow, the mountains are as green as water, the jade flute rests three times, and the candles reflect the moon.
The end of the sky, the blue of the sea, a glass of moonlight wine to enjoy the rest of the joy, don't sleep in the cold tonight.
The sound of the piano echoes and the kite unfolds, and the heartstrings break and the fingertips bleed.
There is a moment of silence for a thousand years, and a thousand words are tactfully spoken, and the rings of the year are caressed, and the sound of caressing is unresponsive and the air is filled with sighs.
A lingering sound..."
Chen Hao whispered softly, as if sighing or expressing regret. His voice was like crying and complaining, which made everyone recall the sound of the flute just now. They couldn't help but think about it a thousand times and think about it for a long time.
Anyone who can come here is not Bai Ding. After listening to it, he can naturally judge the good and bad. When everyone came out of their meditation, they all looked at Chen Hao with incredible eyes. In everyone's eyes, a young man with an unattractive appearance turned out to be like this.
Yes, not only is the melody superb, but the lyrics are also just right, without any sense of being obtrusive. It can be said to complement each other with the music played by Miss Ziyuan just now...
Chen Hao returned the purple flute and sat back at the table. However, he suddenly found that Luo Feilong's eyes were silky and his eyes were red. Chen Hao smiled casually and said: "Brother Luo, are you feeling sad?"
"This song is so exciting? Young Master, the Sa family never thought that you have such a unique skill!" Luo Feilong said with some choking.
Xie Feng joked: "Brother Luo, you also know music?"
"It doesn't make sense?" Luo Feilong shook his head inexplicably.
"Then why are you crying because of this song?"
"How could the Sa family know? It's just that listening to this music brought back some memories from the past..." Luo Feilong said with some embarrassment.
Chen Hao smiled secretly, but remained silent. The genius of this song is that it is popular and can arouse the resonance of everyone. When Chen Hao first heard this song, he was like Luo Feilong, unable to control his emotions.
As for the words he chanted, they can be said to be popular, and they are nothing compared to the nouns in Chen Hao's mind. But they are perfect at this moment. First of all, the words at this time were not popular, even if they were like
People like Hao who are proficient in long and short sentences are just phoenixes; secondly, there are some differences between lyrics and lyrics, just like lyrics and poems. Poems can be sung as lyrics, but lyrics may not necessarily be poems with oblique rhythms; finally and most importantly,
Chen Hao, who is proficient in music, understood the meaning of the previous Ziyuan Qin. Therefore, he wrote the lyrics based on the meaning, and naturally there was a little more charm hidden in it.
"I'm so stupid, I didn't know that my brother is so talented, my Yue Zizuo, I've learned a lesson!" The young man who had just laughed at Chen Hao stood up and praised him happily.
"The song just now really brought back some memories from the past, leaving people speechless and exclaiming, my little brother is so skilled!" A middle-aged man said hesitantly.
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Since ancient times, if there is envy, there will be jealousy, and the two are innately interdependent. There are words of praise that are superficial, and of course there are also whispers, disdain, and cynicism.
Chen Hao stood up and cupped his hands one by one, returning the congratulations given by everyone. However, his face was extremely dull. Now that he had seen the beauty of Ziyuan and heard the so-called last song, it was already getting late and it was time to go back home.
Take a rest. Because the amount of alcohol tonight was a bit high, Chen Hao was a little dizzy and a little hot.
"It's getting late, let's go back home!" Chen Hao murmured, finished the glass of wine, and led Luo Feilong and Xie Feng away.
"Since this young master has solved this song, you can become the lady's guest upstairs!" The maid's crisp voice sounded in Chen Hao's ears.
Chen Hao followed the sound and saw that Zi Yuan's face beside the maid was a little red, and her eyes seemed to be holding back. When Chen Hao saw this, his throat was thirsty for a moment, and his eyes were a little blurry. Not only that, but he suddenly found that his body was beginning to feel a little blurry.
Hot and dry, the important thing is that there is a reaction somewhere!
"Sir..." Xie Feng called out inappropriately at this moment.
Chen Hao was gently called by Xie Feng and immediately walked out of the chaotic realm just now. He thought to himself, why is his concentration so weak tonight? He has never lost his balance because of a beauty in the past. Could it be that he drank too much tonight.
He couldn't help but shook his head, patted his head gently, and finally said apologetically: "Thank you very much, Miss Ziyuan, for your kindness. I'm not very drinker, and I'm already a little exhausted at the moment. I will definitely come here to listen to Miss Ziyuan playing the piano someday, and I'll say goodbye!"
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As he was about to turn around and leave, Chen Hao found that something was wrong with his body, and it was very bad. Chen Hao thought in his mind, could it be that the flower wine in the brothel has an aphrodisiac effect? But he looked back at Luo Feilong and Xie Feng
The two of them are still as usual, not in the same situation as themselves.
Could it be that the 'young eagle' that has been dormant for so many years is really about to take flight?
Chapter completed!