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If Pit Zhu knew that Han Yi had the idea of ​​washing his hands, he would definitely burst into tears. He never persuaded Han Yi to wash his hands, but he almost always played the piano to a cow.

In fact, when people from Thousand Gates do their part, they are no longer just pursuing money, because the money they earn from a deal is enough to live a stable life. They pursue stimulation, which is like taking drugs and is addicted, just like some very powerful pickpockets. Maybe they have turned aside, but once the opportunity appears in front of them, they will still be unable to help but stretch out their third hand, which has become a habit.

However, when this passion is gone, it is exhausting, then it is time to end.

"Han Yi, Han Yi."

"Ah what are you doing?"

Xiao Yun said: "What are you thinking?"

Han Yi said very seriously: "I was wondering if you should give you this gift given your poor performance."

"Gift"

Xiao Yun said in surprise: "Did you bring me some gifts? Where can I take it to show you?"

As she said that, her eyes flashed around and suddenly found the bag beside Han Yi. She knew it was a piano. But when she was outside, she only paid attention to Han Yi and didn't notice it. She said happily: "This - is this piano for me?"

"I said no, will you come and grab it?"

"meeting."

Xiao Yun nodded very affirmatively. She is really a very honest woman.

“It’s really barbaric.”

Han Yi casually put the bag around him on the low table.

Xiao Yun hurriedly opened it. Although each part of this piano is made of the best material, it is not a brand new piano, but a piano that looks a little old. However, this piano is not new, but old. Why is it said that this piano is spiritual? Because the more you play the piano, the better the tone, the longer you play it, the worse the sound of the piano becomes. Ou's sexy little mouth, "Wow----, this piano is very good, where did you buy it?"

Han Yi casually said: "I picked it up on the road."

Xiao Yun gave Han Yi a blank look and said with a smile: "I like it too." As she said that, her eyes turned and said: "Han Yi, do you want to learn the piano? I can teach you."

Han Yi smiled and said, "I can play it, why do you need to teach me?"

Xiao Yun said in shock: "You can still play the piano"

Han Yi asked back without answering: "Is this strange?"

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible."

Xiao Yun shook his head.

Han Yi said in surprise: "Why is it impossible."

Xiao Yun said: "I don't believe it, I don't believe that you can still play the piano."

Han Yi said oh, "That's okay, believe it or not, I don't care."

"You---you really know how to play"

Xiao Yun asked with some reluctance. What she expected was not Han Yi to say "yes", but she hoped that Han Yi would say "no", because in front of Han Yi, it seemed that except for force, the rest of her skills were completely defeated.

Of course, there is no need to mention cooking.

Although Han Yi has never washed clothes, I think Han Yi would not have punched all the clothes out.

Reciting the poem "Hoing the crops at noon" is enough to explain everything.

Making money, she can't win even if she is more than a loser.

If Han Yi could still play the piano, she would really not want to live. However, before she died, she would have killed Han Yi, who made her suicide, and be a pair of couples of life.

What does it mean is just playing the piano, and there is no need to be surprised. I have earned so much money and I didn’t see you so surprised. Han Yi was also a little stunned, but he soon understood what Xiao Yun was thinking, so he said, “I can have some fur, I learned it from Mr. Xu.”

A gentleman

The piano is also something that a gentleman must learn. As a cultural person, Mr. Xu has always yearned for being a literary youth, so he can naturally play the piano, but the piano skills are just--it's fine.

So that's it. Xiao Yun thought to himself that since he learned from Mr. Xu, he thought that the piano skills were just like that. Hehe, this time I can definitely show my skills in front of him so that he can know that I, Xiao Yun, are not capable at all. After taking the attention, Xiao Yun's face suddenly changed and he smiled and said, "If you give me the piano, then I will play a song to repay you."

Han Yi said, "I can't tell that you have the talent to do business. If I give you a piano, you can play the song in return. If I give you a cow, you won't get me cow dung."

Xiao Yun almost laughed out loud and spat, "Disgusting. It's right for you to give me a piano. I'll play the song for you, that's right. As a man, I'm always petty, and it's better than me, a woman."

"I'm so petty, okay, you're right." Han Yi's heart was as clear as a mirror, but he really wanted to listen to music, so he followed the flow and said, "Okay, I'll give you a chance to perform."

After hearing this, Xiao Yun was very excited, very excited, and wanted to cry. He finally gave me a chance to show off. How difficult it is.

calm

Be sure to be calm

I must seize this opportunity and come back in one breath.

Xiao Yun took a deep breath and tried to calm down his excitement.

But this little detail of her happened to be captured by Han Yi, and she laughed and said, "I said fairy, are you going to play the piano or practice the martial arts?"

"What do you know."

Xiao Yun turned red, he straightened the piano and sat cross-legged. Ten onion-white jade fingers gently stroked the strings. He thought to himself, I would like to give him a rare song first, so that he could see my piano skills. After a moment of pondering, a song came to his heart. With a finger, a pluck of the strings, a "boom" sound, kicked off the prelude to Xiao Yun's pretending.

It seemed as if the sound of the piano sounded, Xiao Yun's beautiful ten fingers were given a soul, and they were beating on the strings, dazzling. The clanging sound of the piano was passionate, generous, brilliant, and spears were crisscrossing.

"Stop and stop"

Just as Xiao Yun was showing off his piano skills, Han Yi suddenly raised his hand and interrupted her.

The piano sound stops

Xiao Yun looked at Han Yi in surprise, and his heart began to stir up trouble. Could it be that he thought I was not playing well? This - how is this possible

She was very scared. If even her piano skills were compared by Han Yi, she really didn't want to live anymore.

Han Yi said with a depressed look: "This piano needs to be played with your heart and suit your mood. Have you seen anyone who gets married and plays the flying swallow? What I need now is a quieter and quieter song. As soon as you come up, you will have a song of Guangling San. My head is so big that you can't disturb my neighbors to sleep, okay?"

Xiao Yun was stunned when he heard this. Although he was unhappy, he did not deny that she had indeed overlooked this point. He only wanted to show off his piano skills and hurriedly said, "Be quieter and quieter, yes, yes, you can wait."

"I'll give you another chance."

Han Yi'er waved his hand indifferently.

Xiao Yun calmed down and started playing again. This song was much quieter than Guangling San. Han Yi had heard this song, which was the famous mountain flowing water. Although Xiao Yun played it many different from the music scores of later generations, the artistic conception was still there and it was not difficult to hear.

I have to say that Xiao Yun is not a brag. His piano skills are indeed very high and terrifying. He fully demonstrates the artistic conception of this song of high mountains and flowing water. The first part shows the solemnity of the mountains and the clearness of the water. The middle part shows the sound of the piano as smooth as water, and stands up like a mountain. The latter part is a little excited, just like flowing water hitting the turbulent mountain. Finally, it ends with the softness and crispness of water dropping stones.

After a song, it is like flowing clouds and water, which makes people intoxicated.

"How did I play"

Xiao Yun asked with great anticipation. It was the first time she had been looking forward to others evaluating her piano skills.

“Not bad, not bad.”

Han Yi nodded and said, "Stay playing, don't stop."

You finally know how powerful I am. Xiao Yun was happy and said, "Why do I sing another song for you?"

"Okay---No, that's all."

Han Yi shook his head.

"Why do you think I sing hard?"

"That's not true, it's just that I like to listen to pure music and sing loudly."

Xiao Yun's pretty face turned red and started to get angry again, "I won't play anymore." He thought to himself, if someone wants to listen, I won't sing it anymore. Now I will sing it to you, and you actually say sing it. You are too humiliating.

If you don’t play, you won’t play. No one cares. Han Yi didn’t force him and kept silent.

This man really doesn't understand the charm. He shouldn't apologize to me at this time and beg me to sing. Xiao Yun looked at Han Yi and was used to Han Yi's sudden silence and said, "Hey, didn't you say you can play the piano? Then you can listen."

Han Yi showed hesitation.

He must be poor in piano skills and is embarrassed to play in front of me. Well, I can finally be better than him. Xiao Yun smiled and said, "You don't have to be embarrassed, it doesn't matter if you play it badly. I won't mock you like you mock me for cooking. I will teach you how to play it."

"You can do it, can playing the piano be the same as cooking? If you cook, you are harming people and you have to bear criminal responsibility. Playing the piano is like taking care of yourself. How can you sound good? As long as you are happy, you will be fine." Han Yi said angrily.

I'm really hurting people when I cook, Xiao Yun really has no confidence to refute this. After all, Han Yi has been to the cottage seven times in a row, and he still remembers it vividly, saying, "Then why don't you play?"

Han Yi hesitated a little and said, "I just don't get used to playing the piano in front of others."

Xiao Yun was stunned and said, "Did you always listen to yourself when you played the piano?"

Han Yi nodded.

All excuses are excuses, and he will definitely not dare to show his shame. Xiao Yun said, "That's not possible. I just played it to you. You must play a song for me, that's fair."

"Okay. You say that. If I don't play, I have to play it, so as not to say you always say I owe you something."

Han Yi shook his head helplessly and sat up. He was not as serious as Xiao Yun. He crossed his legs under his hips and raised his legs upwards. He had no preparations at all, and his hands were twisting the strings at will.

Dongdongdongdongdong

Is this playing the piano? It is clearly a child playing the piano. Xiao Yun heard the irregular sound of the piano that could not be heard at all, and couldn't help but say, "Can you play it?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of the piano was suddenly and rapidly, with high auras, as if there was dissatisfaction, and cynical, which scared Xiao Yun so much that he did not dare to speak. But immediately, the sound of the piano was like a gurgling stream in the mountains, fresh and elegant, and then gradually lowered, and it rushed forward, like a waterfall, and the jade dragon rushed forward, showing its arrogance, and its intention was to kill, but it stopped as soon as it appeared, and then it turned around, as if it was told in a leisurely manner, telling the past, and finally the style of the song turned again, naturally becoming peaceful and wider, walking far and far, like watching the sunrise, the sunlight became wider, and suddenly, he let go and brush the strings, but the end of the song was already bright in the world.

As the song enters the hearts of people, Han Yi's heart suddenly becomes extremely bright, like a ray of light shining into his heart, with dazzling brilliance on his face. Yes, why should I be obsessed with whether to wash my hands with golden basin? When will these cumbersome rules become what I care about? Isn't it better to go with the flow? If I define my unfinished life early, what else can I say about living? In life, the most important thing is to live freely and as I want.

"Han Yi, Han Yi, what is your song called?"

Xiao Yun suddenly woke up from the song and asked quickly.

Han Yi smiled and said, "Smiling, Proud Wanderer."
Chapter completed!