The Genius

"What does Ye Shao mean?"

Princess anba's eyes were more clear. Then she looked at Ye Tianlong and asked, "anba is born dull. Please make it clear."

Ye Tianlong breathed out a long breath: "this song is originally sad, plus the princess's temperament, especially your natural sad temperament."

"You have played out the cannon fodder destination of grass, humble spirit, low essence, seemingly incisively and vividly, but actually hurt others and yourself."

"Because it gives people a kind of unspeakable negativity, pessimism, and despair, which makes people feel that life struggle is nothing."

"I don't think anyone can play the emotion of the princess. In the positive sense of the song, it is better than the princess."

There was a twinkle in his eyes: "that's why the princess scored 80 and the rest 90."

"Of course, if it's purely technical, the princess can score 99 points."

Ye Tianlong is polite: "the humble melody and the grief of the princess are perfect match in the world."

"Ye Shao's knowledge of Qin is not shallow, and his discussion is more to the point. Can ye Shao enjoy playing a song?"

"Let me see ye Shao's extraordinary piano skill," she said

Hami'er also looks at Ye Tianlong, wondering if this arrogant boy can play the piano.

Ye Tianlong laughed and said humbly, "I'll be a little bit, but I haven't played it for a long time. I'm not familiar with the technique, and I can't compare with the princess."

"You're welcome, ye."

Princess anba gently pinched the long skirt and said with a smile, "you and I all know that the piano is in the heart, not in the hand. The hand can be unfamiliar, but the heart will not cool down."

"Of course, I also know that it's not easy for people like Ye Shao to play."

"I'll make an exchange with you..."

"As long as you play a piece that moves me, I will clear all the obstacles in Oslo for you without Mr. Harman's face."

She is a very smart woman: "Mr. ye came to see me today, it must not be as simple as visiting..."

Ye Tianlong didn't deny it. He said with a smile: "can the princess even crush Prince Tess?"

In his opinion, a woman married into the palace can not be compared with a serious prince.

"Hum -"

without waiting for Princess Anbar to respond, hami'er snorted: "what is Prince Tess? Even the king and the president, the princess may not pay attention

Like princess anba passing hami'er, hami'er knew that she was reckless, so she immediately lowered her head and kept silent.

Ye Tianlong has captured many useful things from it. The princess of anba is not an ordinary princess, either with amazing ability or amazing background.

Otherwise Hamil would not be so arrogant, and even the king would not respect him.

"Ye Shao can believe me."

Princess AMBA gently unfolded her long legs, revealing a sultry curve: "as long as you move me, I will protect you in Oslo."

"Ha ha ha, the princess is so happy, I'll be inferior if I try to be more careful."

Ye Tianlong laughed: "besides, it's an honor for ye Tianlong to play a song for the princess!"

"A piano, and I'll sing grass."

Ye Tianlong waved his hand: "right to make a friend."

"Have a good time."

Princess anba waved her finger gently, and hami'er took a seat for ye Tianlong, and found him a Guqin and music score.

"No more music."

Ye Tianlong stretched out his hand and swept: "a piano is enough."

Princess anba was slightly surprised: "if you only listen to it once, can you play the grass?"

Hami Er Jiao snorted: "don't try your best. The princess doesn't have so much time to talk nonsense with you."

Ye Tianlong smiles: "you will know the answer soon."

Princess anba stops hami'er from talking. She smiles and says to Ye Tianlong, "Ye Shao, please."

She sat in the pavilion from the beginning to the end, letting the cloth curtain separate her from ye Tianlong, and keeping her romantic charm mysterious.

Ye Tianlong light voice: "ugly."

Between speaking, ye Tianlong put his hands on it.

"Ding Dong!"

With a crisp sound, the sound of the piano began to ring again in the garden.

Hami'er, they are so excited that they seem to have been pricked.

As the sun sets, it is dusk, and the afterglow is like a veil, covering the whole beautiful Jiangnan.

Compared with the sad sound of Princess anba, ye Tianlong is also like a weathered grass, telling people the sorrow of life.

But his sorrow contains the struggle, contains the joy of grass.

Although there is a lot of sadness in life, it is just a passing cloud. It is the only way to live every day well.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Dong... "

In Ye Tianlong's caressing guqin, hami'er's expression is gradually glowing, and their gloomy eyes are more clear.Why are people alive?

Why struggle? Why suffer? Why should despair contain a touch of hope?

Simply, being alive is a victory.

"Ding Dong -"

after the sound of the zither hit the hearts of Princess anba, they were suddenly raised by Ye Tianlong, and began to tell the waves and beauty of the struggle.

No one can describe a kind of indomitable, only Ye Tianlong's piano can express.

Every note, every melody seems to be dancing sword, fighting bravely!

Countless grasses have become cannon fodder in the cruel life, but more grasses grow tenaciously and form an army to expand infinitely.

"Well -"

Princess anba's hands have begun to tremble, her clothes have been soaked with cold sweat, and ye Tianlong's piano sound makes her feel out of place.

Hami, they are also extremely shocked.

This shock is not only because ye Tianlong really played "grass", but also because ye Tianlong performed the same piece in different styles.

If the tune of Princess anba is to persuade people to comply with the will of heaven, life and death need not be in the accident, ye Tianlong is to let people seize any chance to survive.

Every trace of life is firmly in their own hands.

Hamil seems to have heard the Guqin version of Beethoven symphony.

"When -"

when ye Tianlong's hands crisscrossed at the end of guqin, they felt an indescribable touch and shock.

Just two tunes, like two loud sounds, countless grass towering into the horizon of the volcano, is sending out two magma torrents.

The flame that shines on the sky, the sound that shakes the earth, frightens everyone's heart

And under the fire, there are new grass breaking the ground.

"Pounce -"

Princess anba, who had been sitting all the time, could no longer control herself. She spat out a mouthful of blood with a crisp sound. She looked very uncomfortable, as if something had been broken.

She grew up and walked out of the pavilion with her eyes like a knife staring at Ye Tianlong.

"It's really a master. The same tune shows different meanings."

The princess whispered, "if Mr. Ye wants to add a theme, what words will you give?"

Ye Tianlong waved his big hand, short and powerful.

"Grass sky!"