When did you sing?
Fu Xiaoguan can no longer remember.
He also doesn't know how to compose music, otherwise it would be best to write the music and give it to Liu Yan'er to sing.
These are not his specialties!
What should I do now? I can't just walk away, with so many people watching. Or should I hide in the KTV?
When he thought about it this way, he calmed down.
"Who among you can compose music?"
"I can." Liu Yan'er's eyes were shining brightly at this moment.
She had known the name Fu Xiaoguan before she came to Hongxiuzhao. She had also read A Dream of Red Mansions, more than once. She had also gone to Lantingji and seen Thousand Steles.
By now, word had spread in Shangjing that Fu Xiaoguan was appreciated by His Majesty, and he had become the new upstart of Shangjing.
Such a person is like a legend. Seeing him tonight, I naturally cannot let him go.
"How about this," Fu Xiaoguan thought for a moment, "my voice isn't suited for singing. How about we go outside, I'll sing a cappella, you compose the music, and then you sing it?"
Liu Yan'er was of course overjoyed, but Yu Wenjun and Dong Shulan were unhappy. "What's the point of you two going out to sing?" No, this Liu Yan'er is so beautiful and scheming, we have to be careful.
"We're going too."
"good."
The hundred or so people on the third floor were also unhappy. It was not that they wanted to listen to Fu Xiaoguan singing, but that Fu Xiaoguan actually asked Liu Yaner to go outside - what did this kid want to do?
He mustn’t kidnap Liu Yan’er away by himself!
Fu Xiaoguan ignored these voices and walked out with Yu Wenjun and Dong Shulan.
Liu Yan'er called the two maids who played the guzheng, took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and went out.
The door curtain was closed, and a person was sitting alone drinking at the bow on the third floor. She was a master of erhu.
Liu Yan'er bowed to Mr. Hu and explained her purpose. Hu Qin looked at Fu Xiaoguan with some surprise, but she naturally didn't say anything. She thought that Yun Qing had an excellent voice, and her son should be no bad either.
Then……
Mr. Hu looked at the stars and the moon in the sky and felt that God was fair.
Fu Xiaoguan sang the song "Wang Ningmei" from his previous life. The singing was certainly not beautiful, which made Yu Wenjun and Dong Shulan laugh with their hands covering their mouths.
However, after Fu Xiaoguan sang two or three sentences, Huqin sat up, her expression became serious, and she even took the pen from one of the maids and began to compose music while listening to Fu Xiaoguan's singing.
Not long after, Fu Xiaoguan finished singing and was sweating all over. Only then did he realize how right it was to not sing in front of so many people.
Liu Yan'er squatted beside the huqin and the two of them were discussing the song. Liu Yan'er occasionally sang a few lines and then made corrections. After a stick of incense, the new song "Wang Ningmei" was completed.
Liu Yan'er continued singing and gradually found the feeling. Huqin lay down on the chair again, looking at the stars and the moon in the sky, feeling that God was unfair.
She didn't need to listen to it again to know that once this song was released, Wang Ningmei would become popular again, and her popularity would definitely be far greater than before.
This kid... is a hundred times stronger than his father!
"Is this okay?" Liu Yan'er looked at Fu Xiaoguan and asked devoutly.
It was not until Liu Yan'er sang this song that Yu Wenjun and Dong Shulan realized how beautiful it was. So, can Fu Xiaoguan compose music?
Obviously not.
So how did he sing this song?
No one knows about this.
“Well, just sing it like this!”
"Okay, let's go in."
The people inside were drinking and whispering, and almost all of their conversation was about Fu Xiaoguan.
Fang Wenxing listened calmly, Zhang Wenhan felt uncomfortable, and the Fifth Prince became more curious about this Fu Xiaoguan - curiosity is not a good thing.
Four people walked in and the room became quiet again.
Fu Xiaoguan and the other two took their seats, and Liu Yan'er stood in the middle of the field with a happy look on her face.
"Yan'er is fortunate today to have Master Fu compose a brand new song for this Wang Ningmei. This is Yan'er's first performance, so there may be some flaws, but it's not the fault of the song, but rather Yan'er's lack of practice. I beg the Masters and Gentlemen to forgive me."
A piano was brought up to the front desk, and Mrs. Hu sat in front of it. She actually wanted to play this song "In vain" herself!
There were still two guzhengs on both sides of the piano, and two maids were also sitting in front of the guzhengs, feeling quite excited.
Liu Yan'er nodded slightly to Mr. Hu, and the sound of the piano began, accompanied by the sound of the zither.
Liu Yan'er danced, changing her style from last time to become gentle and soft.
The sound of the piano is like water, the sound of the zither is like fog, the dancing is like smoke. Before the singing begins, everyone seems to be in the empty valley of the mountain stream, and seems to see the orchid slowly blooming.
"One is a fairy flower from the paradise, the other is a flawless jade..."
Completely different tunes, completely different feelings, everyone was immersed in the music and singing. The music and singing were like the gurgling of a mountain spring, like bursts of subtle fragrance drifting around. It was not a flower, but more charming than that of a flower; it was not wine, but more mellow than that of a fine wine.
Some people closed their eyes, some opened their mouths, and some held their breath. At this moment, everyone's mind was immersed in the music and singing, and they couldn't extricate themselves.
The fifth prince didn't understand music, but he thought it was very nice.
Fu Xiaoguan savored the song carefully and felt that Liu Yan'er's singing was even better than in her previous life.
Yu Wenjun supported his chin with both hands without even blinking, while Dong Shulan closed his eyes slightly, his thoughts seeming to drift into a dream of the Red Mansion.
Xue Feifei was standing behind the curtain at this moment, listening to the music and singing, feeling a little sad.
Although he gave me some guidance, he composed such a wonderful music for Liu Yaner!
This song came from his hand, it really should be from heaven!
It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it seemed like only a short moment. The singing voice drifted into the clouds, and the sound of the piano lingered in the sky. Everyone was drunk and didn't want to wake up.
Liu Yan'er was also intoxicated by it. Her chin was slightly raised, her arms were spread out, her red sleeves fell to the ground, her eyes were closed, her face showed no joy or sadness, but two lines of tears fell.
It turns out that this is a dream of the Red Chamber!
Many people woke up from this dream and sighed, this is just a dream of the Red Mansion!
There was applause, echoing throughout the room and lasting for a long time.
Liu Yan'er let her tears fall, then bowed deeply to Fu Xiaoguan. She left here and went to the dressing room at the back. She sat in front of the mirror for a long time before she could free herself from the singing.
She wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve, looked at the beautiful face in the mirror, smiled sadly, and picked up the pen to write a few lines.
She took out a cage from a corner, which contained a pigeon. She put the letter into a small cylinder, sealed it with wax and tied it to the pigeon's leg.
I opened the window, felt the autumn wind blowing on my face, opened my arms, and the carrier pigeon fluttered into the sky, circled a few times, and flew straight to the south.
At this moment, Fu Xiaoguan and the other four also left the third floor and went to a room on the second floor under the guidance of a woman.
Mr. Hu brewed the Longjing tea, which was Yunqing's favorite back then.
"It's been a little long, but your mother used to drink this tea year-round. I don't really like it; it's a bit bland, but she got used to it after drinking it for a while—you should try it."
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