Xiuyun, who was in the elegant room upstairs, had been observing the audience and saw many people gathered together. The noisy scene was only filled with the sound of a flute as sharp as a knife, "Madam, look."
Sima Yunxue said displeasedly: "What a bullshit flute sound."
It is true that the sound of the flute is not meant to give people pleasure, but rather to torture them.
After the middle part of the song, Xie Fu had already drank four glasses of water and wine in a row. I don’t know whether he drinks faster or Huan Wei plays faster.
Because of the extremely fast tempo of the song "Crazy Outlaw", the original song is very short, only ninety-seven breaths. Huan Wei made changes. After playing the song, it should be shorter.
Xiaoying was about to pour her fifth cup when Xie Fu spoke: "Xiaoying, that's enough."
Xiaoying asked softly: "Master, what's wrong?" She was actually asking, can you do it? She looked at the expressions of these flute masters, as if they were very powerful opponents.
Xie Fu smiled: "I think highly of him."
When Huan Yi heard this, his face was full of questions again. Could this brother Xie be an alcoholic who could only talk on paper?
Huan Wei still needs your high regard, just look at the expressions of these flute masters.
Forget it, the incident happened because of me. Brother Xie blocked the trouble for me. Now I can't bring shame to Brother Xie and make others laugh.
Leave it to yourself, it's not the first time anyway.
During this period of hesitation and entanglement, Huan Wei had finished playing the piece, and the sharp and harsh flute sound also subsided.
Everyone was shocked by his skills and fell silent.
Looking at Huan Wei again, he was sweating profusely and his clothes were soaked with sweat.
My chest was rising and falling, and I was exhaling heavily and slowly. However, the song just now was done in one breath, and I only breathed in my mouth.
Although the fingers were not broken, they were trembling slightly as if out of control for a long time.
In the silence, Li Feng was the first to speak: "Ninety-six breaths, one breath faster than the original song."
Masters of musical instruments are good at accurately grasping rhythm. They are also more sensitive to time than ordinary people, and can even hear an error of one sixteenth of a breath.
Huan Yi at least heard that Huan Wei's changes in more than seventeen places were accelerated, but even so, when the song was played, it was only one breath faster than the original song, which shows how fast the rhythm of the original song was.
After just one breath, it was almost the limit.
Huan Wei finally showed off his true abilities, which made Huan Yi clearly aware that his skills were inferior to others.
Huan Wei took a breath and looked at Fu Xie proudly and contemptuously, as if he was mocking who was the bastard.
Others also followed Huan Wei's gaze and landed on Xie Fu.
Seeing that Xie Fu's eyes were slightly narrowed and he looked drunk, Huan Yi sighed, picked up the flute, and planned to do it himself.
There is a little resentment in my heart about making careless friends. You said you have no ability, so why bother with others.
Grudges come back to grudges. Now that we have made friends, we have to recognize our bad friends.
At this time, Xie Fu gently put his hand on Huan Yi's arm holding up the flute, and said with a smile: "Brother Huan, why are you sighing?"
"I...it's better for me to do it."
Huan Wei allowed Huan Yi to step in and said coldly: "My defeated general has nothing to do with you."
Fu Xie smiled at Huan Wei and said, "You are so arrogant, you are playing so badly. Why are you so arrogant?"
Huan Wei sneered, and the others were surprised. This person must be a layman. He doesn't understand the ins and outs at all. Only a layman would say such ridiculous things.
Huan Yi sighed again, now feeling embarrassed to stand with Xie Fu.
Xie Fu smiled in his heart, blame me, then I will bring you the ultimate comeback and be happy.
Xie Fu picked his ears with his two little fingers and said, "Sorry, the noise just made my head buzz."
Xiaoying chuckled, and the young master became naughty and very cute.
Others looked like they were ready to see a joke.
Xie Fu did not have as many solemn preparations as Huan Yi. He seemed to be suddenly inspired, raised his flute and started playing.
The sound of the flute was melodious and beautiful, and it was playing the appalling ghost song "The Madman".
Everyone looked surprised, Huh?
"Crazy Outlaw" is a ghost song that serves as a showcase for one's skills and a watershed to identify a true musical instrument master. It has never been a melodious and pleasant song.
But Xie Fu's wind sounded melodious and melodious at the moment, and the most important thing was that the pitch was accurate.
A big question mark suddenly appeared in the minds of these flute masters. Why is this?
Distinguish it more carefully, the sound is beautiful, loud and high-pitched when it should be, crisp and spacious when it should be, grand and grand when it should be grand...
If Huan Wei played this piece purely to show off his skills, then Xie Fu was performing the melodious flute sound of the piece, making people enjoy and feel intoxicated.
Why he could produce such an effect on such a fast piece of music was a mystery to all the flute masters.
Look at what Xie Fu looks like at this moment. Although his fingers are fast, he is nimble. His face is tighter than Huan Wei, but he is relaxed and calm.
There is also a bit of clear and unrestrained, and high-spirited.
The sound of the flute is melodious and full of charm.
That's right, he actually played this ghost song with a lingering charm.
In the elegant room, Sima Yunxue, who was listless and even a little irritable, heard the melodious and melodious sound of the flute. She suddenly opened her eyes and became energetic, and said softly: "Who is playing the flute?"
Xiuyun was standing at the door of the elegant room, standing on tiptoe, looking around, and said, "There are people gathered in a crowd, so you can't see clearly."
Sima Yunxue stood up, moved to the door involuntarily, and looked through the bead curtain, "Is it Mr. Jiao?"
Only Mr. Jiao can play such a melodious and beautiful flute sound that can wash away the troubled soul.
Sima Yunxue closed her eyes and was intoxicated, murmuring: "So beautiful..."
Beautiful music can be unforgettable for a long time.
After the sound of the flute stopped, Sima Yun's snowy mood was still lingering. Like an adoring girl, she gently stood on tiptoe and looked over: "Is this Mr. Jiao?"
Xie Fu shut up, slowly put down the flute, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the jade trees in the wind were so mesmerizing.
This is what the sound of the flute should be like, and this is how the flute playing should be elegant and unrestrained.
The sound of the flute has stopped, but the eyes of the flute masters are still closed, savoring the aftertaste. After a while, they open their eyes one after another, and look at Fu Xie gently. Their eyes are both calm after being washed by the sound of the flute, and also full of... Incredibly confused.
This is no longer about showing off skills, but about performing the song "Crazy Outlaw" so beautifully.
It makes the word "show off skills" so ridiculous. This fanatic is not a piece of music purely for showing off his skills, nor is this piece of music unpleasant to listen to, but it is because no one has been able to play it with this effect before.
Huan Yi looked at Xie Fu who was right next to him with wide eyes. Surprise was not enough to describe his mood at the moment.
A cow takes a bath in a hot pot - it's a real bullshit.
Huan Wei didn't say a word. He was convinced that this bastard was a loser. If he talks about fingering and showing off his skills now, it would only make people laugh. This opponent is not a human being at all!
Those flute masters, including Taishan Beidou and Li Feng, did not dare to speak.
What are you talking about? What qualifications do you have to comment? It’s more like listening and being taught.
"Ha ha."
At this time, an old laugh came, and an old man with old hair and white beard came.
"Mr. Jiao——"
Everyone said hello, it was the absolute protagonist of tonight's Hengdi exchange meeting, the grandmaster of Hengdi's northern sect.
Jiao Shen walked closer and said with a smile: "Young Master's song "Crazy" made tonight's exchange meeting end before it really started."
Xie Fu blurted out: "The angle is deep!"
As a junior, it is obviously impolite to address a senior master by his first name.
But at this moment, no one, including Angle Shen, had the slightest opinion.
Xie Fu is able to stand in an equal position. This position is an equal exchange, allowing people to ignore their status, age, seniors and juniors.
Jiao Shen responded humbly: "It's me, I wonder what I call you?"
Xie Fu didn't know if he was drunk at this moment, so he mocked: "I am Angle Diao."
Angle Shen was obviously stunned.
Huan Yi on the side quickly introduced him: "Mr. Jiao, this is Mr. Xie, from Yangzhou. Brother Xie just drank some wine and is a bit drunk. Mr. Jiao, please don't mind."
Looking at Xie Fu from a deep angle, his face was a little red, his eyes were slightly narrowed and he looked drunk, and he smiled and replied: "Master Xie has a good angle."
Instead, he simply made a joke about his name. After living to his age, his achievements and reputation have reached the peak, and his heart and spirit are naturally not comparable to those of ordinary people.
Xie Fu pointed with crooked fingers: "It's a deep angle. Someone especially admires you. I want to occupy your position and make her worship me."
So confident! Confident and full of arrogance.
Li Feng doesn't dare to tell young people not to be too arrogant now. Their superb skills are all over the floor. There is nothing they can do about it.
I can also hear the smell of gunpowder in Xie Fu's mouth. It's better to compete, fight, and compete.
In the elegant room, Xiuyun said: "Madam, it seems that Mr. Jiao is here."
Sima Yunxue was confused: "Isn't it Mr. Jiao who played just now?"
Xiuyun said: "Probably not."
The two women were communicating just now. They played the same piece of music, but how could they produce completely different effects?
Sima Yunxue said: "Xiuyun, go and see who was playing the flute just now."
"Yes, ma'am."
Jiao Jiao paused for a moment to say Xie Fu's words, and couldn't help but smile: "So that's it. If it's a certain little lady, I will not only have to get in touch with her, but I'll also have to persuade her."
Xie Fuxi said: "As you said, please say a few nice words for me."
His expression and behavior were obviously that of a romantic young man, which made all the old people smile slightly. No one had ever been younger.
Xie Fu suddenly raised his hand and changed his words: "No, no, no, it can't be done."
In the eyes of everyone, Xie Fu seemed to be a bit shy. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. In front of the one he loves, he often loses his authority and becomes coy.
This empathy made all the old men feel good about Xie Fu so much that they all burst into laughter.
At this moment, Jiao Shen said, "Are you curious as to why Mr. Xie can play the song "Crazy Outlaw" so beautifully?"
Everyone nodded, this was exactly what they were confused about.
Jiao Shen continued: "Because "Crazy Outlaw" is not a piece of music purely for showing off skills. What Mr. Xie played is the true nature of this piece."
When everyone heard this, they started talking.
"Is this the true nature of the song "The Outlaw"?"
"That's it. No wonder I can't hear any wrong sounds."
"But why can't others achieve this effect?"
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