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Before Anya could speak, Sula had already rushed to say, "Don't bother Miss Anya, let's find it ourselves." ” Anya smiled, "It's nothing troublesome.
Ototake, I remember that you are a divine sound master, and last time you said that you would play the piano for me.
I have a piano here, so why don't you play a song first and let me hear how the waiter is full, but I just lack a divine musician to play here.
Speaking of this, she glanced at Sula with a smile and said, "Of course, I will not show favoritism, and if your piano skills do not meet my requirements, I will not hire you." ” Ye Yinzhu said with a smile: "I don't need to hire it, I also want to play a piano song for my sister."
I already have the piano. ” At this time, the tea had already been served, the delicate purple clay pot and cup, and the waiter had obviously done the job of washing the tea and scalding the kettle, and poured the tea in the pot directly into the bowl.
Suddenly, a fragrance of plum blossoms came, refreshing people's hearts, and the smell was already very comfortable.
The tea soup is pale red in color and looks attractive.
Anya smiled and said, "Let's have some tea first."
This is Hongqiao plum tea, one of the flower teas, a necessary tribute for the Milan court to drink, and the production is extremely rare.
It has the effect of reducing fire, anti-inflammatory, detoxifying and nourishing the skin, delaying aging, adding a little rock sugar, and the taste is very good. ” Ye Yinzhu took a sip of the tea bowl, and suddenly, a stream of heat flowed down his throat, and the warm feeling made the chill outside dissipate a lot invisibly.
Immediately afterwards, a faint fragrance of plum blossoms exhaled from the heart along with the sweetness in the mouth, and the pores of the whole body seemed to be opened, indescribably comfortable, and I couldn't help but subconsciously say: "Good tea." ” Sula saw that it was flower tea at first, and there was a trace of disdain in his eyes, but when he also took a sip, his disdain was suddenly replaced by a shocked face, and before he knew it, a small cup of Hongqiao plum blossom tea had been drunk.
Anya smiled slightly and said, "In terms of tea, green tea and oolong tea have always been respected, but I only love flower tea."
Many people disdain to drink flower tea, and even say that flower tea is a commoner in tea.
But I don't see it that way.
First of all, my flower tea here is not fried with flowers and tea leaves.
Rather, it is a real flower, which is dried before it enters the tea.
It is also the main business project of my Piaolanxuan.
Such a flower tea, I think it is the nobility of tea.
The different effects of different flower teas are much better than green tea and oolong tea. ” Ye Yinzhu smiled heartily and said, "I don't understand tea, but it's really delicious." ” Anya sighed lightly and said: "Tea culture has a long history, which was handed down from the original Donglong Empire, but unfortunately, it has been lost too much by now."
"Eastern Dragon Empire" Ye Yinzhu looked at Anya in surprise.
Although this name was the first time he had heard of it, he was too familiar with the word Donglong, his grandfather and Grandpa Qin had said more than once what the Eight Sects of Donglong had said, although he didn't understand the meaning, but he wanted to have some connection with the Donglong Empire that Anya said.
Anya's face changed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal, and hurriedly changed the topic and said, "Yinzhu, don't you want to play the piano for me?"
Although Ye Yinzhu was surprised in his heart, he was simple-hearted, as soon as Anya changed the topic, he didn't ask much, the water droplets on the ring flashed with blue crystal, and the slender Haiyue Qinghui Qin had already appeared on the table.
Although the table is slightly high, Ye Yinzhu has a slender figure, and he can barely use this tea table as a piano table when he sits upright.
The chestnut shell paint, the broken lines of the flowing water, the lustrous brilliance on the clear glow of the sea and the moon exudes its arrogant atmosphere, the strings that shimmer with a faint blue light, and the thirteen piano emblems inlaid with pearls exude a faint elegance and the dignity of the piano.
"Good piano."
Anya said with some surprise.
She didn't expect that in such a short period of time, Ye Yinzhu would be able to get such a good piano.
Engrossed, eyes and nose, nose and heart, heart and dantian, breath evenly, sitting in front of the fifth emblem of the qin, hands on the strings lightly, his inner heartstrings and the strings of the guqin fusion, at this time Ye Yinzhu has been like a changed person.
The simplicity and clarity in his eyes have completely turned into obsession and persistence, even if he is wearing the uniform of the Milan Demon Martial Arts Academy, the elegance he exudes at this time is much stronger than that of the purest nobles.
Shaking his hands lightly, shaking his sleeves away from his wrists, revealing the eight fingers of his hands, his left hand pressed lightly and raised his right hand to raise his fingers to flick the spring warbler out of the valley, with a low humming sound, a song in line with the current season of Qiuhong has quietly sounded.
Heart and mind are in harmony, meaning and piano are in harmony, perhaps because he is playing for Anya, Ye Yinzhu has been happy for the first time since he came to Milan Demon Martial Arts Academy, and he has no purpose in playing.
It is the essence of concentration and emotional focus.
At this time, his mind has completely settled down, his eyes are showing a leisurely and confident light, calm, and his whole body is completely integrated into the heaven and earth with the qin music, and the sound of the qin is like the autumn that has come to express the admiration in his heart, everything is so harmonious and natural.
There was no release of the red light of the qin's magic, and although Ye Yinzhu's spirit was completely concentrated, he was just playing the qin.
All the staff present, even the waiters on the two floors above Piaolanxuan, stopped their movements at this time, and everyone stood quietly in place, listening to the lingering sounds.
Maybe Anya and Sula don't understand, but under the full play, Ye Yinzhu's right hand has successively used the spring warbler out of the valley, the wind frightens the crane dance, the crane sings in the yin, the treasure goose is in the reed, the lonely crane Gu Qun potential, the Shang Yang inspiring potential, the flying dragon pulling the clouds, and the praying mantis catching cicadas.
The left hand is supplemented by the autumn osprey in the wind, the sacred bird title book potential, the Fanglin Jiaoying potential, the Canglong entering the sea potential, the perched phoenix combing Ling potential, the leopard holding the material potential, the ape rising wood potential, and the hollow valley transmission momentum.
The hands are like elves dancing, the magic is like a trick and the rhythm of flowing water, if this Qiu Hong is only from the perspective of the performance of the piano music, even if Qin Yan is here, he has to bow down.
The concentration of the pure Qin's heart is incomparable to any divine sound master.
The weather is cold, autumn wakes up, wandering around like a frightening wave, the joy of the harvest, a trace of fear that is about to enter the winter, surrounded by the sound of the day, deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.
The ancient rhyme, the sound of the piano, and the common oscillation of the strings and heartstrings bring this moving autumn hong.
Hum, the last trills were far away, Ye Yinzhu raised his hands softly, and then slowly put them down, landing on the strings to calm everything.
The light in his eyes was clear, and in the wholehearted song just now, he had a new understanding of the mystery of the qin music, and vaguely, Ye Yinzhu felt that his qin magic seemed to have a faint breakthrough potential.
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Silence, in the entire Piaolan Xuan, all that remained at this moment was the rustle of the leaves in the wind.
The eyes of everyone in the hall on the first floor fell on Ye Yinzhu's body, revealing a look of infatuation, even if they did not deliberately use their spiritual power to integrate into the sound of the qin, the infectious power of this song Qiuhong also made everyone sink into it.
"The seven strings are good friends, the two ears are bosom friends, the heart is quiet, and the sound is light, and its hearing is not ancient and modern.
Good piano, good music.
I don't know how many years I haven't heard such an infectious music.
An old voice came from the entrance, waking everyone up from the aftermath of the piano. d408021: