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The next program was nothing more than men and women reciting poems, writing couplets, playing pitch pots and painting. Although it was elegant, Haitang had no interest in it. She just sat there lazily, drinking some fruit wine and eating some cakes.
She didn't participate, and no one dared to ask her to participate.
Until she saw a violin...
Haitang loves the zither very much. The instrument she used when she cultivated immortality was a zither, but no one knows about it now.
She sat up.
Wen Hongjing had been paying attention to her every move. Seeing that she was actually staring at the guqin in front of her, he immediately understood, "What is this guqin that the servant brought over?"
A scholar gave him an admiring look, "Brother Wen is really extraordinary. This zither belongs to Ziting. It is called "Liao" and is a thousand-year-old zither. Don't be fooled by its plain appearance. It is actually very good."
Wen Hongjing looked at Chu Shibai and offered him a hand, "Miss Wen likes it very much. Can I borrow this zither to enjoy it for a while?"
Everyone thought he was a bit abrupt, but unexpectedly Chu Shibai agreed without hesitation.
When Zhan Qinhu saw her that day, he knew that she was an extraordinary talent in music. If he could hear her today, his life would be worthwhile.
Soulmate!!
Chu Shibai smiled and waved his hand, and the servant handed the zither to Wen Hongjing.
When Wen Hongjing came over, Haitang didn't take her eyes off the guqin.
This zither is surrounded by extremely pure spiritual energy.
Great piano!!
Haitang was not one to follow the rules. She just raised her hand and swept the things in front of her aside. She also wiped them carefully on the table with her sleeves, not caring if her expensive clothes would get dirty...
He took the piano and stroked it.
like! !
The slender jade fingers gently plucked the strings, the sleeves and the strings passed directly against each other, the sound of the piano lingered, the sleeves fluttered like dancing, as if the wings of a butterfly fluttered, the lingering sound was like the soft singing of a phoenix, pearls fell on a jade plate, like silk, like mist, like smoke and rain.
The sound of the zither is sometimes high and towering, sometimes gentle and soft, like a feather sweeping across the heart. The sound of the zither slowly turns to fast, and the artistic conception rises to another stage, like wild geese flying in the blue sky, swallows cutting through the spring breeze, eagles flying through the willow waves, free... wild...
After the song ended, the sound of the piano was still lingering, and everyone felt as if they were immersed in the dream created by the music, unable to wake up for a long time.
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Chu Shibai was the first to be shocked. The way he looked at Haitang changed again. It became bright, full of relief and admiration, and also mixed with a determination to win.
"It is truly a great honor to hear Miss Wen sing a song today."
"Yes, it is such an honor to hear such heavenly music today."
"I don't know what this song is called..."
"......"
I don't know when all the men crossed the partition. They gathered together and kept praising her, but Haitang felt a little tired.
Others couldn't see it, but Wen Hongjing could.
"Everyone, please go and sit down first. It's not appropriate to surround the ladies."
"Yes, yes, that's abrupt."
Haitang felt more comfortable after everyone left. She lowered her head and touched the zither, with love in her eyes growing even stronger.
"What a good song! I heard the sound of the zither at the Hexi Pond."
Wen Xi is here!!
Haitang raised her head when she heard his voice, and he did not shy away from her either, his eyes only on her.
He even made a lip gesture to her.
Found you!
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