"snort!"

Hai Sisi frowned and glared at Zhuo Mufeng who was embarrassed.

Haiteng was also very angry because of Sister Wu's affairs, and now Zhuo Mufeng jumped out to mock his mother, which is unbearable.

But he still gave Aunt Miao face and did not do it on the spot.

Seeing that the old man was not moving at all, Miao Qingcheng knew it was useless, so he smiled at Mrs. Piaorou and called Hai Sisi again.

Hai Sisi was erect and knew how to dance with swords and guns all day long. She didn't even know how to play the piano, and her head was shaking like a rattle.

Of course, Haiteng doesn't.

Miao Qingcheng looked at the nine followers again, waved his hands one by one, only laughing awkwardly, his eyes fell on Wu Yuanyuan, and Wu Yuanyuan bowed her head in shame.

She is almost a good guy like Hai Sisi, and she is not much better. At most, she just embroidered mandarin ducks into ducks.

Miao Qingcheng didn't even let the old man go. Since they followed the old man, they were of course a person with high piano skills. At least they were a big class better than Mrs. Piaorou, which made people feel refreshed.

However, the old man poured wine even harder. If the two maids' piano sounds could resonate with the old man, they would have been attracted long ago and would not have waited until now.

After the passage, Miao Qingcheng felt bored, but she didn't expect too much, just felt depressed, and her eyes turned casually and fell on Zhuo Mufeng.

She wanted to ignore it directly, but she was her adopted son and didn't ask. She was a bit bullying the adopted son and didn't understand the smell of playing the piano. Don't accidentally hurt her little self-esteem.

Miao Qingcheng smiled faintly and said, "Mu Feng, do you want to come here and try it?" Xian pointed to the seven-stringed lynn on the desk.

Zhuo Mufeng was stunned. What a joke. My little piano skills are OK to fool an amateur in his previous life, but what is the situation now?

Not to mention the old man and the two maids, they are real masters of piano and skills. Even at the level of Mrs. Piaorou, they are enough to crush him into pieces.

Not to mention that he had heard from Huawei Peak that Miao Qingcheng in front of him was also a master of piano and tracing. His move was not to show off his skills, but to show off his ugly appearance. He was simply grinding tofu with his bare butt, and he turned around and saw his eyes!

Zhuo Mufeng quickly refused: "My adopted mother, my child is not skilled, and I may be defiled by your eyes and ears."

Miao Qingcheng had expected it, and he was not surprised to see him. He was about to say something, but Wu Yuanyuan, who was on the other hand, interrupted and said, "Is it not good at skill? Is it possible to play? Then why are you pushing me and stopping me? Do you look down on my mother or Grandpa Le?"

Zhuo Mufeng really wanted to slap himself in a mouth, but he made a mistake. He would have said directly that he would not. At the same time, he was also angry with Wu Yuanyuan. This girl has a great skill when she takes advantage of the opportunity and hurt me.

Silly girls, please wait for me!

Reducing his anger, Zhuo Mufeng bowed to Miao Qingcheng and smiled: "Eldered Mother, the child really doesn't know how to do it. But he heard that the master's skills are extraordinary, and the sound of the piano is like the sound of nature. It makes people forget the world when they hear it. They keep wandering around for three days. The child wants to experience it in his dreams and hope that his master's success."

"Puff!"

Miao Qingcheng laughed, her piano skills were not so exaggerated. This kid really said anything to shirk it.

However, women like to listen to good things, Miao Qingcheng is no exception. He raised his eyebrows and said with a kind look: "Mufeng, everyone here is your own people, so don't hide it, just treat it as entertainment, come and try it."

She also understood Zhuo Mufeng's background. After Wu Yuanyuan reminded her, she was a little curious about his piano skills. At the same time, she secretly felt that this was an opportunity to bring each other closer. She would give him some advice in the future. After a while, wouldn't it deepen the relationship?

"Entertainment Mother, the child really doesn't." Zhuo Mufeng said with a bitter face, determined to refuse to the end, and there is no need to embarrass him.

Wu Yuanyuan said sarcastically: "Mom, don't persuade me. They don't take you seriously at all. It would be nice to say a few respectful words. Master Zhuo's great deeds are not something you can ask for!"

Mad, this woman is deliberately trying to get along with me!

Zhuo Mufeng's eyes turned and glared at Wu Yuanyuan. The latter showed a proud sneer on his face and glared back without showing any weakness. There seemed to be a flash of lightning between the two.

Seeing this, Hai Sisi also cheered: "I don't even listen to my adopted mother's words. Sister Wu, you must stay away from this elder brother in the future. He doesn't treat you as his own person at all."

Wu Yuanyuan said solemnly: "I know what I know."

Haiteng looked at this and then that, and confirmed that Sister Wu and Zhuo Mufeng were incompatible. He was inexplicably very happy and laughed out loud.

Zhuo Mufeng's face looked a little ugly. He couldn't continue to be fussed by these two women, otherwise there might be even more ugly words. It would be hard to guarantee that Miao Qingcheng's perception of himself would not affect Miao Qingcheng's perception of himself.

Seeing that Miao Qingcheng was always smiling, and the depth was unpredictable, Zhuo Mufeng knew that if he refused, it would be like slapping the other party in the face. The woman has always been very good at face, and it wouldn't be nice to pass it to Lao Wu.

The nine followers were also advising, saying that the eldest son would give it a try, and everyone would not make any jokes.

"Since you don't dislike me, I have to show my ugly face."

Zhuo Mufeng shook his head bitterly, walked to the cushion with a sigh, lifted the hem and sat down, facing the seven-stringed lynn on the table, his lips were pursed, his hands spread out, and his body was tense, just like he was about to be tortured.

This scene almost made Wu Yuanyuan and Hai Sisi laugh. The two girls were very happy to see someone being defeated and were waiting to see the joke.

They knew nothing about piano skills and refused very simply, but they believed that they still had a level of appreciation. They had already thought about how to ridicule Zhuo Mufeng later.

Others are also amused and crying, just playing the piano. Is it necessary to look so painful?

Who knew that Zhuo Mufeng was worried at this moment.

He was thinking about what kind of music to play. He signed up for an interest class in his previous life and taught some music. The questions were all about entry-level songs, which were difficult to be elegant.

It's okay to entertain yourself normally, but when it pops up at this time, even if others don't laugh, he will be so anxious. Moreover, Wu Yuanyuan's stinky girl will definitely not let him go.

But he doesn't know how to play many songs, and his choices are limited, so his brain hurts for a while.

Seeing that he was still moving, Wu Yuanyuan hurriedly urged: "Why don't you start soon? Everyone is watching, why are you doing it slowly?"

Zhuo Mufeng said to her: "Shut up! I'm brewing emotions. I finally felt it, but I was destroyed by you again!"

"you……"

Wu Yuanyuan was sure that he was making excuses and deliberately delaying time. She was about to scold her, but Miao Qingcheng pulled her arm and stopped her with her eyes, so she had to grit her teeth and remain silent.

The surname Zhuo, I see when you pretend to go!

At some point, the breeze on the river blew gently, like moistening things silently, waving the long wind, and the temples floated slightly backwards.

The green mountains on both sides are still scattered, mostly surrounded by boundless white clouds. I wonder if there are gods in the mountains. The birds sing in the sky, the sounds of monkeys cannot be stopped, and the green river water ripples, and the mountain lights and trees sway.

At some point, the golden sunshine suddenly came like a dream, breaking through the clouds and mist, turning into a ray of projection, adding a bit of brightness to this poetic landscape!

Zhuo Mufeng was attracted by the beautiful miracle that burst out in the vast world in an instant. Suddenly, his worries disappeared, and his mind seemed as broad as this landscape. There was nothing he could not let go. He just wanted to roam in it, indulge in laughter, and let the flowers float and water flow.

An electric light flashed in my mind!

Zhuo Mufeng had an idea in an instant, spread his fingers, placed them on the string, held his breath slightly, and gently held his hands.

Clam!

The string sound suddenly seemed like a small stone smashing into a flat lake, slowly rippling. Then, the waves were endless, passing out layer by layer, flooding everyone's bodies.

Zhuo Mufeng's hands were quick to move, either picking, wiping, hooking, or picking... As soon as the first string sound surged into everyone's ears, it was a continuous wave, and the tone gradually rose, and it actually raised it to the invisible and empty space in a very short moment, which was contrary to common sense in this world.

Miao Qingcheng and Piaorou both had strange looks on their faces.

Lu'er and Hong'er looked at each other. The old man who was facing away from everyone and tilting his head to drink wine was also a little surprised. He paused his movements and wanted to turn around and start cursing on the spot.

If you don’t want to play, don’t play it. Why do you do it on purpose and defile my zither’s piano in vain!

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding...

The clear and lively string sounds did not fall when the tone was raised to the highest point. Instead, they were like tsunamis and storms, and suddenly rushed to all directions, turning into rain and mist, turning into thunder, turning into lonely geese among the mountains and rivers, everywhere, everywhere, pouring and spiraling!

The string sound is not very beautiful, the fingering is not very exquisite, and even some are unfamiliar and misunderstood at the beginning, so the accomplishments of the piano player are obviously not high.

But the strange rhythm in the string sound, the unrestrained and unrestrained, truly impacts the hearts of everyone present, and cannot be bound by formal shackles!

There is no realm of happiness. No matter in the past or this life, people have the same heart and the same mind, and the perception of spirituality cannot be eliminated and cannot be cut off.

Zhuo Mufeng fell into a wonderful state, his hands flew over and over, from the beginning due to the long-term lack of practice, to the end, gradually getting started, over and over again, gradually getting familiar with each other, and finding the state of being so refreshing at the beginning.

The mountains and rivers in front of you are like poetry and picturesque, like dreams and illusions. He is just a passing passerby between heaven and earth, leaving no trace, but he only wants to come and pass, and he has no regrets in his heart.

The emotions in his chest were as thunderous as thunder. Zhuo Mufeng forgot everything and immersed in the world he created. There was an inexplicable joy that he could not let go. He suddenly opened his mouth, closed the strings and sang loudly:

Let's go, let's go, the hero will go with me.

After walking all over the green mountains, people are still old, and the young man is ambitious and never expresses his worries.

Don’t go back, no matter where the yellow crane goes.

The dream of the yellow beam is changing, and it is a resentment that spreads to the world.

I row a small boat and let me travel, free and free, and the world competes with me for freedom.

Drink a glass of wine together, love is hard to find in the world. Lovesickness is hard to come by, and the passion reappears, and the chaotic clouds fly over and are still leisurely.

...

The mountains and rivers are floating in secluded, flowers and birds are swaying, a small boat is swimming on the river, and the young man is forgot about the world, playing and singing a song of free travel.
Chapter completed!