Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 541 madman
Xiuyun in the elegant room upstairs has been observing the field, and saw many people gathered together, the noisy scene, only the sharp sound of a flute remained, "Ma'am, look."

Sima Yunxue said displeased: "What kind of shit flute sound?"

It is true that the sound of the flute is not for pleasure, but for torture.

After the middle part of the melody, Xie Fu had already drank four glasses of water and wine. I don't know if he was drinking faster or Huan Wei was playing faster.

Because of the extremely fast rhythm of the song "Madman", the original song is very short, only 97 breaths. Huan Wei made changes. After playing the song, it should be shorter.

Xiaoying was about to pour the fifth cup when Xie Fu said, "Xiaoying, that's enough."

Xiaoying asked softly: "Young master, what's the matter?" She was actually asking, can you do it? She looked at the expressions of these flute masters, as if this opponent was very powerful.

Xie Fu smiled: "I think highly of him."

When Huan Yi heard this, his face was full of question marks again, Brother Xie must not be a drunkard who only talks on paper.

You still need to look up to Huan Wei now, just look at the expressions of these flute masters.

Forget it, the incident happened because of me, brother Xie blocked the disaster for me, now I can't make brother Xie ashamed and ridiculed.

Throw it away, anyway, it's not the first time.

During this time of hesitation and entanglement, Huan Wei had already finished playing the piece, and the sharp and piercing sound of the flute also subsided.

Surprised by the technique, everyone was silent.

Looking at Huan Wei again, he was already sweating profusely for a while, and his clothes were soaked in sweat.

His chest rose and fell, and he exhaled heavily and slowly, but the song just now was all in one breath, and he only changed his breath in his mouth.

Although the finger was not broken, it seemed to be trembling slightly out of control at this moment, and it didn't stop for a long time.

In the silence, Li Feng was the first to speak: "96 breaths, one breath faster than the original song."

Masters of musical instruments are good at accurately grasping the rhythm, and they are also more sensitive to time than ordinary people, and can even hear the error of one sixteenth of a breath.

Huan Yi could at least hear Huan Wei's seventeen or more changes speeding up, but even so, after playing this song, it was only a breath faster than the original song, which shows how fast the rhythm of the original song is.

Take a breath, it's almost the limit.

Huan Wei has shown his true skills, which makes Huan Yi clearly know that he is not as good as others.

Huan Wei recovered from this breath, and looked at Xie Fu proudly and contemptuously, as if mocking, who is the bastard.

The others followed Huan Wei's gaze and landed on Xie Fu.

Huan Yi saw that Xie Fu's eyes were slightly squinted, and he looked drunk, he sighed, picked up the flute, and planned to do it himself.

There is a bit of resentment in your heart for making friends carelessly. You say you are not capable, so why provoke others.

Resentment to resentment, since it has been handed over, the bad friend has to admit it.

At this time, Xie Fu put his hand lightly on Huan Yi's arm that raised the flute, and said with a smile: "Brother Huan, why are you sighing?"

"I... let me do it."

Huan Wei was so tolerant that Huan Yi stepped forward to replace him, and said in a cold voice: "The defeated general has nothing to do with you."

Xie Fu smiled at Huan Wei: "You vomit and mock, you blow 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 inside ways at all, only a layman can say such ridiculous words.

Huan Yi sighed again, it would feel ashamed to stand with Xie Fu.

Xie Fu smiled in his heart, blame me, then take you to the limit to make a comeback and be happy.

Xie Fu picked his ears with two little fingers, "I'm sorry, my head was buzzing from the noise just now."

Xiaoying giggled, and the young master became naughty, which is also very cute.

The others looked like they were ready to see a joke.

Xie Fu didn't have as many solemn preparation ceremonies as Huan Yi, he just raised his flute and started playing it as if he came out of nowhere.

The sound of the flute is melodious and melodious, and it is exactly the frightening ghost song "Madman".

Everyone was surprised, huh?
The ghost song "Madman" is a watershed for showing off skills and distinguishing whether it is a real master of musical instruments. It has never been a melodious and pleasant song that makes people feel physically and mentally happy.

But Xie Fu's blowing at the moment is melodious and pleasant, and the most important thing is that the pitch is accurate.

A big question mark suddenly appeared in the minds of these flute masters, why?
After careful analysis, the timbre is beautiful, when it should be loud and high-pitched, it should be loud and high-pitched, when it should be crisp and spacious, it should be crisp and spacious, when it should be loud, it should be loud...

If Huan Wei played this piece purely for show off, then Xie Fu was interpreting the melodious and melodious flute sound of the piece, making people enjoy intoxicated and happy.

Why he can play such a fast piece of music with such an effect, all flute masters are puzzled.

Look at what Xie Fu looks like at this time, although his fingers are fast, they are light, his face is tighter than Huan Wei's, but he is leisurely and composed.

There is still a bit of clear and unrestrained, with high spirits.

The sound of the flute is even more melodious and lingering, full of charm.

That's right, he actually played this ghost song with a lingering charm.

In the private room, Sima Yunxue, who was dull and even a little irritable, opened her eyes when she heard the melodious sound of the flute, and said lightly, "Who is playing the flute?"

Xiuyun would stand at the door of the elegant room, looking out on tiptoes, and said: "People are surrounded by a bunch, so I can't see clearly."

Sima Yunxue stood up, walked towards the door involuntarily, and looked through the bead curtain, "Is that Mr. Jiao?"

Only Mr. Jiao can play such a melodious and beautiful flute sound that cleanses the restless mind.

Sima Yunxue closed her eyes and was intoxicated, and murmured: "It's so beautiful..."

Beautiful music can make people unforgettable for a long time.

The sound of the flute stopped, and Sima Yunxue was still unsatisfied. Like a girl full of admiration, she tiptoed gently and looked over: "Is it Mr. Jiao?"

Xie Fu closed his mouth, put down his flute slowly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

This is what the sound of the flute should be like, and this is how the flute should be played, elegant and unrestrained.

The sound of the flute has stopped, but the eyes of all the flute masters are still closed, savoring the aftertaste. After a while, they open their eyes one after another, and look at Xie Fu lightly. Incredibly puzzled.

This is no longer a show of skill, but a deduction, so beautifully deduced the song of Madman.

Let the word virtuosity become so ridiculous.This lunatic is not a song purely for showing off skills, and this song is not ugly, but no one has been able to play this effect before.

Huan Yi stared at Xie Fu who was right next to him with wide eyes, surprise was not enough to describe his mood at the moment.

Cows take a bath in a hot pot - really awesome.

Huan Wei didn't say a word, he was sure of this bastard, and now he talked about fingering and showing off his skills, he would only make fun of him, this opponent is not human at all!

Those flute masters, including Taishan Big Dipper Li Feng, did not dare to speak.

What are you talking about, and what qualifications do you have to open your mouth to comment? Listening and being taught are almost the same.

"Haha."

At this time, there was an old laughter, and an old man with white beard came.

"Mr. Jiao—"

Everyone greeted one after another, and it was the absolute protagonist of the Hengdi exchange meeting tonight, the master of the Northern Sect of Hengdi, who had a deep perspective.

Angle approached deeply and smiled: "My son's song "Madman" made tonight's exchange meeting come to an 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, has the slightest opinion.

Xie Fu is enough to stand at the same position, which is an equal communication, so that people can ignore their status, age, seniors and juniors.

Angle replied humbly: "It's my lord, I don't know how to call you young master?"

Xie Fu didn't know if he was drunk, and said sarcastically, "I'm being tricky."

Angle was obviously stunned for a moment.

Huan Yi at the side quickly introduced: "Mr. Jiao, this is Xie Fu, from Yangzhou. Brother Xie just drank some wine and got a little drunk. Please don't mind, Mr. Jiao."

Seeing from a deep angle, Xie Fu's face was a little flushed, his eyes were slightly squinted with drunkenness, and he replied with a smile: "Young Master Xie has a good angle."

Instead, he simply used his name as a joke. He lived to his age, his achievements and reputation had reached the peak, and his heart and spirit were naturally not comparable to ordinary people.

Xie Fu twisted his fingers and pointed: "The angle is deep, someone admires you very much, I want to take your position and make her worship me."

So confident!Confident and full of arrogance.

Now Li Feng dare not say that young people should not be too arrogant, and their superb skills are overflowing all over the floor. There is no way to do this.

I can also hear the smell of gunpowder in Xie Fu's mouth, how about a fight, a fight, a fight.

On Yashi's side, Xiuyun said, "Ma'am, it seems that Mr. Jiao is here."

Sima Yunxue was puzzled: "Isn't it Mr. Jiao who played just now?"

Xiuyun said: "Probably not."

Just now when the two women communicated, the same piece of music could play two different effects.

Sima Yunxue said: "Xiuyun, go and see who was playing the flute just now."

"Yes, ma'am."

The angle deeply stopped Xie Fu's words, and he couldn't help laughing: "So, if it's a certain little lady, the old man will not only have to connect with her, but also persuade her."

Xie Fuxi said: "What you said, you have to say something nice for me."

His expression and demeanor were obviously that of a romantic young man, which made all the old people smile, no one was ever young.

Xie Fu suddenly raised his hand and changed his words: "No, no, no."

In the eyes of everyone, Xie Fu's appearance seemed a little bit shy. Beauty is in the eyes of beholders. In front of the one he loves, he is often not majestic, but shy.

This empathy made all the old men feel good about Xie Fu, and they all burst into laughter.

This is the angle and said deeply: "Are you all curious, why Mr. Xie can play the song "Madman" so beautifully?"

Everyone nodded, this is exactly where their doubts lie.

Angle Shen continued: "Because "Madman" is not a song purely for showing off skills at all, what Mr. Xie plays is the true color of this song."

When everyone heard this, they began to discuss.

"Is this the true nature of the song "Madman"?"

"So that's the case, no wonder I can't hear any wrong sounds."

"But why can't others blow this effect?"

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(End of this chapter)