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After the housekeeper brought the guqin up, Lin Feng went to wash his hands.

(This is not just a behavior habit, but more of a cultural identity. In ancient times, the rituals before playing the zither included burning incense, washing the face, and changing clothes. Yang Biaozheng, a zither player in the Ming Dynasty, said: "When playing the zither, burn incense and clean the room, sit calmly and do not let your mind wander, so that your qi and blood are peaceful, you are in harmony with the spirit, and your spirit is in harmony with the Tao." The incense mentioned here refers to a kind of sandalwood incense. After burning, this kind of sandalwood can have a medicinal effect of calming and sinking the qi into the dantian, allowing the performer to quickly enter the artistic conception required by the music. The so-called washing the face and changing clothes mainly reflect the importance of thinking, and regard playing the zither as a very elegant artistic activity. After washing the face, the grease on the hands is washed away, and it can also protect the strings. Changing clothes requires that when playing the zither, the clothes are neatly dressed, and the seat is between the fifth fret, and it is not allowed to lean to the left or right, lean forward or backward, or put your feet on the ground.)

When Lin Feng sat on the bench, he sat in the front half of the bench, with his posture upright but not stiff, and his back relaxed and straight.

Stretch out your hands clearly, pick up a towel, wash and dry your hands to prevent water, sweat, oil and other liquids on your fingers from sticking to the strings, making them dirty or rusty and shortening their service life.

Lin Feng put aside all anxious thoughts. He no longer worried about whether he played correctly or whether others liked it. He concentrated on playing the piano.

After finishing the preparations, the old man's eyes immediately changed. Look at what etiquette and culture mean. It's different.

Lin Feng stroked the piano with his ten fingers, his eyes were calm and leisurely, his expression was focused. At this moment, he had shed the layer of debauchery and was far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. In his eyes, there seemed to be only the piano.

The strings are plucked and picked, and the notes dance in the space like cheerful elves. Each note has life, and these vivid notes of life compose a vivid piece of music.

The pure piano sound without any impurities easily attracted everyone's attention. The low piano sound with a hint of depression lingered in everyone's heart. The sound of the flowing water was like the sound of nature. Sometimes it was as soft as silk, and sometimes it was as passionate as music. Being between the mountains and flowing water, listening to the harmony of nature, and feeling the rhythm of life.

The mountains and flowing water are also the musical poems of nature. Listening to the singing of mountain birds and the gurgling of flowing water, people can't help but be intoxicated. In this music palace of nature, people can feel the beauty and agility of life.

As your fingertips gently stroke the guzheng, the notes flow like mountain streams, filled with an ancient and fresh atmosphere.

Everyone could clearly hear the picture created by the piano music. Their minds became empty and their thoughts became clear. This picture was so beautiful.

The guqin music of Liu Shui is dreamy and evokes countless emotions while playing the guqin, making people intoxicated by the eternal elegance and grace.

The sound of the piano gradually became low and then disappeared, and the curtain fell, making people feel melancholy.

What is even more shocking is that he can play such perfect music with his ten fingers.

Xiao Qingya looked at Lin Feng with her beautiful eyes, with some shock in her eyes. She knew about guzheng, and the one who taught her was a master, but Lin Feng was not inferior to those guzheng players at all, and was even a little better.

Not only Xiao Qingya, but the crowd also stood there in a daze, feeling deeply moved, it is true that one cannot judge a person by his appearance.

This seemingly worldly young man can play such a clean piece of music, and how many of the elegant young masters standing in the ball are clean people? They are just wearing a coat.

Ye Linyun's eyes were filled with surprise. It was hard for her to imagine that this song could be played by someone so young.

Who is he? Not only Ye Linyun is thinking, but also everyone is thinking.

On the other side, Yun Yuqing had a complicated look in her eyes. Genius? Money-loving? Cynical? Can you play the piano? Can you sing? Or is it this extraordinary musician in front of her? Which one is the real you, Lin Feng? This young man was shrouded in so much mystery and wonder.

Xiao Yunhe looked at Lin Feng with his eyes flickering. At this moment, his eyes were no longer gentle like an elder, but were filled with the shrewdness of a businessman. His sharp gaze seemed to see through Lin Feng.

The old man closed his eyes, as if he was still immersed in the world just now. After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes and said: "Good! Good! Good!" He said good three times in a row.

Lin Feng nodded with a smile, looking calm on the outside, but inwardly he was panicking, thinking, "Fortunately, no one in this world has heard of this, otherwise people would definitely laugh at him, because he forgot the second half and made it up on the spur of the moment."

The middle-aged man spoke first: "Brother Lin, do you have this piano score? I don't want such a good piano score to be lost, I can buy it with money. This is my business card, Chu He." Chu He has changed from being Lin's little friend to being Brother Lin now. It is obvious that he no longer looks down on Lin Feng. This is the reality, especially in the world of rich people. There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.

Lin Feng was neither hurried nor slow. He stood up and walked to the old man. He picked up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth without leaving any trace. He said, "It can only be understood but not expressed in words. However, I will not buy the music score. If the country needs it, I will donate it for free."

In an instant, the entire banquet was silent and then erupted.

"Brother Lin, please think about this carefully."

"If Mr. Lin's piano score were to be spread out, it would definitely become famous far and wide."

"Mr. Lin, I will pay 50 million to purchase the right to use it."

"Mr. Lin, I'll pay 80 million. I only want the right to use it, not the copyright."

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Only then did Lin Feng realize how charming the piece of music he had just played was, but the words had already been spoken and there was no room for regret. Besides, what was wrong with donating it to the country for free?

Lin Feng waved his hand and shook his head to refuse. Everyone felt a little disappointed. Just when they were about to continue persuading him, Master Xiao spoke.

"Since Mr. Lin doesn't want to buy it, please don't force him." Then he paused and said: "And I also hope that you can respect Mr. Lin's opinion and not..." Mr. Xiao stopped talking after that, and everyone had to give up.

The banquet was almost over and people were leaving one after another.

"Lin Feng, I'm taking advantage of you and calling you Little Friend Lin. You won't mind, right?" Master Xiao looked at Lin Feng and asked like an elder.

"Of course not, Master Xiao." Lin Feng nodded while eating pastries.

Master Xiao finally couldn't help it. You've been eating this all night. Are you really hungry or... Master Xiao looked at Lin Feng with a frown on his forehead.

Lin Feng acted as if he didn't see anything and picked up a piece of steak. He hadn't eaten for a whole day and he felt a little full anyway, so he decided to have a crab, a portion of caviar, a plate of salmon and a few glasses of champagne and then stop eating.

While eating, I looked for Yun Yuqing. Seeing Yun Yuqing talking to someone else, I had to give up.

Yun Yuqing looked over as if she had noticed something.

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