My Girlfriend is Long Aotian

The teacher sighed after talking about this: "However, it is too old and the music scores are lost. Now it is impossible to preserve all of these 22 pieces. Only a few music scores are handed down. The teacher has no chance to listen to them all."

"Hey?" Sitting in the audience, Bian Yujing suddenly raised his hand: "Teacher, students are not talented, all the 22 "Guan Sui Songs" can be played. If the teacher wants to listen, the students are willing to play for the teacher."

teacher:"……"

all the classmates:"……"

Mom's mentally retarded! The teacher almost slapped the table and jumped up. Can't you just mix with your diploma quietly in the second generation of the trash officer? Why always jump out to talk? Don't talk, don't let me feel your existence. When you graduate, I will give you a certificate and let you be a bastard. It's so simple, why do you have to come out and die?

The teacher’s little universe is already showing signs of an outbreak. She forcibly held her anger groove and said coldly, “Oh, you’re amazing. You can play all the 22 songs of Guan Sui, right? Yes, very good, very powerful. Come and play for us. Now, immediately, come to the podium to play."

Bian Yujing said: "Okay, students will come up and play." But she just said this sentence, her face showed embarrassment: "Oh, I forgot that there is no lyre here, I will not use you The musical instruments here, the electronic piano, are not yet proficient, and I'm afraid it will not be able to express the artistic conception in the song."

The teacher sneered: "So, you can do everything, just because you don’t have a piano, right? If you have a piano, it’s not hard to beat you, right? It’s not your fault that you are so useless, it’s all because you don’t have a piano. Wrong, right?"

Bian Yujing said in embarrassment, "Sorry, it's because the students didn't think about it well." She hurriedly sat down, shrank her body behind the desk, and shrank into a small ball, so as not to draw hatred again.

The teacher snorted angrily and continued to lecture.

At this moment, the classroom door suddenly opened. Chen Huan stood at the door holding a guqin, smiling and said: "Miss Bian, I will give you a guqin."

He just rushed back from Antique Street. Just now, the group of old men entangled him too hard. In order to fight for the best fairy crystal, the old men almost fought, and finally Chen Huan had to choose the most powerful one from them. Guqin, threw the Xianjing into the old man's hand, and returned with the Qin. As for those old men who are still fighting afterwards, it is not his business.

He showed up with the guqin, and it was not Bian Yujing that was the happiest person, but the teacher of the department. She laughed loudly: "There is a piano, hahaha, there is a piano! Hahahahaha, finally there is a piano! You are Chen Huan from the Department of Literature, fine, your piano is delivered pretty well, hahaha, Bian Yujing, I will see what you have to say this time."

The teacher made a heavy shot on the podium: "You bring me up to the stage to play the piano, immediately, immediately, no excuses are allowed now."

Bian Yujing was actually happy too. Seeing Guqin, she seemed to see the kindness of her long-lost family. She couldn't wait for a long time, but she was very regular. Before the teacher spoke, she just sat on the stool and didn't move. The teacher told her to go up, she just cheered, and ran to the door of the classroom like Fei, and took the guqin from Chen Huan.

"Huh? This piano!" As soon as she started, she felt that this guqin was superb. It was probably made by a top luthier. The craftsmanship was so exquisite that she was amazed. It was better than the one she used in the Qinhuai River before. Gu Jin is better, I don't know how many times.

She couldn't help asking: "Mr. Chen, where did you get this piano? How..."

What she wanted to say was "how is it so good", but the teacher would be wrong, thinking she was going to throw the pot again, and immediately interrupted: "Are you trying to say that the guqin master Rao Zongyi once said that the guqin could not be used before the Ming Dynasty? Play, this kind of broken piano you don’t know where you got it can’t be used, and you can’t play it anymore, right?"

"No, no, no, the students don't mean that. The students think this violin is great. I'm afraid it's the student's little skill that is not worthy of the skill of the luthier."

The teacher was angry: "Is it possible to throw the pot like this?"

Chen Huan smiled and said: "Girl Bian, don't talk any more, sometimes the more you say the more wrong, the explanation is to cover up, it is better to play a piece directly, everything will be solved, right?"

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Chapter 608, Twenty-Two Guan Sui Songs

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Bian Yujing can see it clearly. Today, I don’t bring some dry goods out. I’m afraid I can’t walk out of the classroom all the way out. She took the guqin from Chen Huan’s hand, only feeling that her arm sank slightly. It's so heavy, I don't know what ancient wood is made of, and I feel inexplicably moved when I hold it in my hand.

She settled, put the guqin on the podium with a pious attitude, and moved a stool to sit down. The height of the podium and the stool is not the same as that of the ancient dwarf. She is a little uncomfortable, but still Within the range that can be overcome.

Fingers slid gently on the strings, and a clear voice popped out, as if running water ding-dong.

The teachers and classmates were watching her make a fool of herself, but she didn't panic. People watched and waited to see her jokes. She saw a lot of things by the Qinhuai River. If this scene couldn't be handled, how could it be possible back then? Can deal with the group of unknown dignitaries.

She stretched out a pair of snowy jade-like hands, hanging on the piano, leaving no nails on her left hand, cutting to the flesh. These hands are used to press strings, and they must not have long nails. The right hand must be used to pluck the strings, but it must have nails that are just a little bit beyond the flesh. The teacher who was standing by and was going to watch the fun was slightly shocked when he saw that the lengths of the nails on her left and right hands were different.

No, the nails of these hands are like the nails of those who learn the piano. Most of the nails of ordinary people's hands are cut to the same length. Only those who learn the piano will deliberately make the nails of the left and right hands of different lengths.

Looking at her fingers, they are thin and long. She is obviously not tall, but her fingers are unusually long. They are also a pair of hands suitable for playing the piano. You must know that playing the piano also has certain requirements for human talent. The key lies in the fingers. People with short and thick fingers, even if they work hard, don't want to play the lyre well in this life. People with slender fingers like her are the perfect genetics for learning lyre.

In the teacher’s surprised eyes, Bian Yujing said gently: "Students are now offering 22 "Guan Sui Songs" one by one. Suiqu"..."

She pressed the string with her left hand and flicked the piano with her right hand.

As soon as I listened to this prelude, all the students in the classroom spartan together. I wiped it. Such a smooth piano sound? This...Is this an expert among experts? Oops, the prelude is so awesome, isn't it about flying in the back of the main show?

Soon, the prelude was over, and it was the main tune. Bian Yujing lightly lifted her lips and sang: "Jujiu Guanguan, in the continent of the river. A beautiful lady, a gentleman is so charming..." Her singing is also very beautiful. She should be combined with piano music, which can be said to complement each other. People sitting All of them are from the art department, and all have studied music. They know good or bad when they hear it, especially the teacher, who is already sweating profusely in an instant, and I don't know what to say.

The easiest one among the people present was Chen Huan. He didn’t understand anyway. He just thought it was okay, not bad. Compared with popular songs, they have their own merits. They are very interesting. They can’t feel the shock that professionals can feel. Effect.

After a while, one piece of music was finished, and the house was full of silence, but Bian Yujing had long been accustomed to the scene where others could not say anything after listening to her music. "The Song of Guan Sui"..."

Turning her wrist lightly, she began to play the next tune, lightly opening her voice, and the words remained the same: "Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent." But the tune completely changed to the tune of another song, it sounded like It is completely different from the one just now.

After playing, she smiled again: "The next thing to play is the "Guan Sui Song" recorded in "Feng Xuan Xuan Pin".

The sound of the piano and singing revived, and it became another song...

Come again, another song...

Go on, change another song...

At this time Chen Huan finally understood, I wiped it, it was so difficult! If the same song is replaced by a different tune, it is easy for ordinary people to sing the song. It is very common to sing and sing out of tune to another tune. It is easy for two different songs to have the same lyrics. It made people crazy, but Bian Yujing sang 22 "Guan Sui Songs" consecutively, all with the same words and different songs, but she was completely right, and each capital sang a different style.

Chen Huan also sweated profusely with his teachers and classmates.

"Um, in the end..." Bian Yujing suddenly blushed: "The last is my own newly compiled "Guan Sui Song", which borrowed some elements from popular songs. Please don't laugh."

She plucked the lyre again. This time, the bewildered classmates seemed to wake up all of a sudden. Someone shouted, "Oh, this song sounds like a prelude to "World Insomnia"..."

"Ah, yes yes, this is insomnia for one person, insomnia all over the world!"

"Can you actually use a guqin to pop it out?"

"It's a little bit different, it's a re-arrangement."

Sure enough, this tune was just the beginning of the prelude and was somewhat similar to "Insomnia in the World". When the main tune began, the tune was completely different. Bian Yujing lightly opened Zhu's lips: "Guan Guan Jujiu..." The lyrics are still the lyrics of "Guan Sui Qu", but the style has become a modern style lyre, which is simply amazing.

"Ah, my mother asked me why I went to class on my knees."

"Road turns to fans!"

"Black to fans!"

Even the boy who said not to persuade him with his head just now is also persuaded: "Too awesome, I will kneel down and sing "Conquer", just like this, I will be conquered by you, and I will drink the poison you hid. My story has ended. , My love and hate have fallen into the ground..."

The teacher next to her didn’t know what she could say anymore. She was just thinking: Wodetian, this second generation of officials who didn’t seem to be involved in a relationship, a real Guqin music expert, really had to teach well. If you train well, you will definitely become a rare music talent in the future.

Bian Yujing received the piano, blushing and stood up: "The students are showing their ugliness."

"No, no, you didn't show your ugliness at all, ah ah ah!"