Chen Kuang clapped his hands: "As long as you think it's good."
He stood up, stuffed the "Dragon Gum" in his hand back into Xi Mengquan's arms, pulled him and suddenly turned into a stream of light, flying towards the location of Tianyin Pavilion.
Xi Mengquan found it difficult to remain calm this time. It was his first time experiencing high-altitude flying, and his face turned pale and he was almost terrified. He held Chen Kuang's arm tightly.
When Chen Kuang saw his miserable appearance, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
When Xi Mengquan heard his loud laughter, the young man's shame immediately took over. He forced himself to calm his face, let go of his hand tremblingly, and let Chen Kuang grab the collar and shake him without saying a word.
When Chen Kuang landed on the top of a mountain, he staggered and almost fell to his knees with weak legs, his stomach churning.
Chen Kuang stretched out his hand, pressed on the strings of the "Dragon Gum" and plucked a few notes.
“Zheng——”
The mysterious invisible sound waves suddenly spread, the chirping of birds and insects around suddenly became quiet, the wind stopped, the clouds were still, and everything seemed to be in a state of stagnation.
Xi Mengquan's wildly beating heart and blank brain returned to calm and peace with these few notes.
He was stunned for a moment and asked hurriedly: "What is this?"
He is completely self-taught. The only person who taught him to play the piano was his mortal father who passed away two years ago. After he began practicing, he recently began to try to integrate music into his own practice, but he always failed to get it right.
The notes played by Chen Kuang were like the sound of a huge bell, deafening and splitting the fog in his mind like lightning.
Xi Mengquan can almost see the way forward, he just needs to listen to a few more notes!
Chen Kuang stopped playing and said, "Whatever you hear is what it is."
The technique he is using now comes from "Ding Feng Bo" given to him by Xi Mengquan, but the scale is random and has nothing to do with the music score.
...What the hell is this guy talking about?!
Xi Mengquan scratched his ears and cheeks, his face flushed red, he was angry and anxious, but he was afraid that the inspiration in his mind would disappear in an instant.
He immediately sat down cross-legged, placed the "Dragon Gum" on his knees, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to reproduce.
Chen Kuang was watching with great interest nearby.
As I watched, I felt a mysterious aura fluctuation coming from Xi Mengquan, and I couldn't help but sigh.
The music master is worthy of being called a music master. He can instantly gain enlightenment after hearing only a few notes...
Xi Mengquan's epiphany lasted for seven whole days, during which he played the piano on the mountaintop without sleeping, eating or drinking.
Over and over again... until the end, it was exactly the same as the "Ding Feng Bo" that Chen Kuang had learned!
After Xi Mengquan finished playing this song, he fainted.
Chen Kuang simply "took the pearl and turned it into a black horse" and rescued him.
As soon as Xi Mengquan opened his eyes, before he could express his gratitude, he heard Chen Kuang nod and say:
"Hmm... not bad. If I take this piece of music to Tianyin Pavilion, even the Pavilion Master would be impressed by its genius."
Chen Kuang patted Xi Mengquan's shoulder, smiled and said:
"Let's go to the talent show."
(End of this chapter)
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