Piano

Chapter Seven
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Feng Xi became alert, and her instinct as a Qin Ling told her that it would be best for her to reject Lan Xuesheng's request without hesitation, but she turned her eyes to her pair of eyes full of expectation, and the words that came to her mouth , immediately stuck in the throat.

"...You can say it, but I don't necessarily know how to answer it." Feng Xi twitched the corners of her lips, and Lan Xue's voice, who had obtained permission, suddenly raised her voice, and immediately put down the materials and braced herself.

"Miss Feng Xi, if this is your body," Lan Xuesheng pointed at the piano case, then turned her head to point at Feng Xi, "Then what is this yours?"

"... Dao Body." Feng Xi's eyebrows jumped slightly, "Is there any problem?"

"No, I just found it a bit strange - after all, when I saw the bird, it was a Tao body that was transformed directly from the main body, but you can separate the main body and the Tao body into two places." Lan Xuesheng grinned, " no other meaning."

"Because the bird is a monster, and strictly speaking, I should be regarded as an instrument spirit." Feng Xi smirked, "——I am the spirit of this qin named 'Xi', not the guqin that has been cultivated to become a master."

"Oh oh oh so, Siguo... ah no, cow wow cow wow." Lan Xue exclaimed, "Then, Miss Feng Xi, your body and Tao body should still have some kind of subtle, we A connection that normal people don't understand?"

"For example, what if I say what if," Lan Xuesheng boldly hypothesized and spoke recklessly, "If I knocked on your body..."

"Does your Dao body also feel a little bit?"

"Theoretically, there will be feelings... Wait a minute, what do you want to express when you say so much." Feng Xi felt a chill down his spine, terrified for no reason.

"Hehehe... It's embarrassing." Lan Xuesheng scratched her head with one hand, her old face burning.

"Actually, I just want to ask you—"

"If there is a change in the body, you can also feel it in the Tao body, then where did the Tao body change after your strings were broken?"

"Ah?" Feng Xi's head was in a daze, and he couldn't get around that Thomas' roundabout for a while.

"Also, I see that you always like to touch the forehead of the piano when you have nothing to do today, so isn't it equivalent to touching your own forehead?" Lan Xuesheng opened her eyes wide, "Please ask the body to stand and touch the lying body What kind of feeling is it on the forehead, is it equivalent to jumping up and down with your own corpse on your back when you wander around with your own body on your back every day?"

Feng Xi was so questioned that she couldn't speak, and she wanted to escape but seemed to have no way to escape.

——Damn it, now she finally understands why Jong Niao would put on such a deadly expression!
Because Lan Xuesheng's words were not only numerous and dense, but also had a unique angle with a penetrating effect. Hearing a sentence, he had to shake his head all over his head, like a wolf howling and crying, going around Fengdu for three hundred days without a break!
She simply ran away!No!Lose!
"Besides, what does it feel like to carry myself on my back? Will so many ghosts and snakes sealed in your body cause constipation and indigestion in your body?" Lan Xuesheng stretched her neck, "Can bigu save you for many years?" Next big meal money?"

"When you rub the piano oil on the body, is it equivalent to rubbing a layer of body milk on the body? Can the body milk replace your piano oil in turn?"

"The theory you use when you take the piano from the air is closer to multi-dimensional space or quantum mechanics. Do you practitioners still talk about science?"

"also……"

"Stop!" Feng Xi urgently stopped Lan Xuesheng's infinite chanting, took out two piano scores from her pocket with a pale face and trembling, and stuffed them into her arms, "Here are two piano scores that I have treasured for a long time. Spectrum manuscript."

"Why don't you have nothing else to do and practice the piano more. I'm tired today, so I'll go back to the guest room and sleep first...Farewell!" Feng Xifang, who had contributed two manuscripts with tears in his eyes, rushed upstairs, Lan Xue Facing her back, he stretched out Erkang's hand vigorously: "Hey~ wait a minute, I haven't finished asking, Miss Fengxi—"

"Does Qin Ling still need to sleep these days? Why do you love the image of a girl when you are over [-] years old? When will I practice those two sheet music before I can play them? Do you have any special requirements for the silk that makes the strings— —”

The answer to Lan Xuesheng's series of ghostly questions was the sudden closing sound of the door from the guest room. Lan Xuesheng couldn't help touching her nose angrily when she heard the sound.

——Heaven and earth conscience, she really didn't mean to find trouble out of nothing, she was just simply seeing a living monster and a living zither spirit for the first time, and she was overly excited by so many billions of points.

But who among normal people would not be excited when they see a live monster that is sure to be harmless to them?

So it's not her fault, if you have to blame it, you can only blame human instinct.

Lan Xuesheng comforted herself in this way, and looked down at the original score of "A Good Night".

After removing the various rhymes added by later generations' repeated processing, the original score is obviously no longer as short and delicate as the current score, but she simply hummed a few lines along the score, and accidentally came out with a line of unknown words Ancient and distant.

This piece of music... seems to be easier to lead people into that elegant night than the exquisite piano score that has been modified by people today.

Moreover, the artistic conception of this song is inexplicably familiar to her.

But she had clearly never seen this original score before, let alone heard a tune similar to it.

Lan Xuesheng frowned, and subconsciously touched the life of He Ruobi. Reading the ups and downs of a generation of generals in the Sui Dynasty and the early Sui Dynasty made her heart fluctuate accordingly. She knew all kinds of legendary characters, but her brows were furrowed tighter and tighter.

——He Ruobi's life is too colorful, she really can't see what he has in common with the clear wind and bright moon in the song "A Fair Night".

Is it because she hasn't seen it carefully enough, or is it because she can only understand it by herself?

Lan Xue turned the stack of materials back to the front page in disbelief, and then re-read He Ruobi's biography word by word from the first word on the front page.

...still can't find anything in common.

Lan Xuesheng, who finally raised her head out of the pile of papers for the second time, felt disappointed, and the sky outside the window was already slightly blue.

She turned her head to look at the clock hanging on the wall, and it took her a while to realize that the black shadow pointing to "3" was the hour hand instead of the minute hand.

Good guy, it's three o'clock, and she has to go to the shop at eight o'clock!

Lan Xuesheng was shocked, and then a dead fish jumped into the bathroom like a zombie.

After some washing, she lay on the bed and fell asleep without any accident. When the alarm clock rang for work at 07:30, she finally met Zhou Gong in her dream.

...Mom, who can go to work without going crazy! !
Lan Xuesheng put her new panda skin on her face, and dragged her limbs to sit on the dining table full of resentment.

At that time, Yong Niao had just made breakfast for her, and when he turned his head and saw the dark circles under her eyes that took up half of her face, he was almost frightened back to his original form on the spot.

"颙?!" The young man opened his mouth and let out a sharp bird cry, "Did you go to the iron-eating beast in the middle of the night for a one-on-one fight, or did you get possessed by a panda spirit?"

"You are the only one who is possessed, and your whole family is possessed." Lan Xue said with her head drooping, "I just couldn't think clearly, and I couldn't sleep."

"By the way, where is Miss Feng Xi?"

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(End of this chapter)