Chapter 1102

Not worthy of being called "high mountains and flowing water"?

When this was said, everyone was in a uproar!

When they were in college, they all saw Zhou Jian's ability. Zhou Jian once won the Guqin national champion with this piece of music. If he doesn't deserve it, I'm afraid no one in the world deserves it.

"Who is this man, so arrogant?"

"A boy who doesn't even know music theory is not fit to tell young master Zhou here?"

"Yes, yes, just now young master Zhou said he didn't dare to compete with him. Now he says that he is not worthy of being a scoundrel."

"He just can't afford to lose. Seeing that master Zhou plays better than him, he can't hang on his face."

"There's no real talent and real learning, but I'm afraid it's your own face."

Zhou Jian felt as if there was a huge stone in his heart, and his anger was burning in his heart. He shook hands with him, but he did not. He invited him to have a competition. Now he turned around and said that he was unworthy.

So don't give his face, even in front of Lin Qianxue, he can't bear the evil.

Zhou Jian stood up and glared at Xiao Jue and said, "you say I don't deserve it. I'd like to ask, why am I not worthy?"

Although Xiao Jue is the king of gods, in terms of music theory, it doesn't matter who has high skill.

Just like in those days, he was just a practitioner, and the emperor of Qin was a great power in the world. However, they were able to harmoniously sing the zither and harmoniously, cherishing each other, and finally became the friends of kings.

Therefore, in music theory, there is no strength level, only the state of difference.

"Everyone was shocked. What kind of music is this? Why is it so good? In an instant, Xiao Jue attracted all the attention.

I saw him immersed in music, fingertips in the string flow, closed eyes, the whole person completely immersed in.

The music stops from fast to slow, and then stops three times. It seems that the crowd gradually dispersed at night. The lights went out one by one. The sound of the piano sounds again, harmonious and beautiful, like the slow breathing of the sleeping people.

Everyone was attracted by the wonderful music, and the whole audience was silent for a moment, and there was no more noise.

The music is slightly higher, as if there is a night wind blowing from the ground. Music floating, is the night wind blowing willow, willow branch unfolding charming dance. It is the night wind blowing to the rice field, the undulating waves of rice.

Music lingering, is the night wind through the bamboo forest, bamboo light low complaints. It is the night wind swept to the surface of the lake, the shy waves of the lake water, the sound of the piano began to play leisurely, is the moon slowly walking in the sky. The wind seems to stop, the night wind quietly gaze at the beautiful moon.

In vain, the music became rapid, as if the night wind could not suppress the heartbeat. Bang bang. A moment high, it is the night wind circling up, to the moon. There is a trace of dullness in the smooth music, but the mountain is blocking the way.

The music rose above the mountain, and then the music produced a trace of entanglement. It was the sentimental cloud. The night wind became impatient, and resolutely broke away from the cloud's arms and still ran towards the bright moon.

The music goes up and up again until it stops for a second after the highest note. All of a sudden, in a flash. It was the wind, whose life passed away and exhausted, and fell to the earth.

Thousands of years of thinking, thousands of years of thinking, as if this moment into the hearts of people.

Bang!

The wind disappeared, the world returned to calm, the moon slowly faded, the sun overbearing the whole sky.

In the end, the music was plaintive and sobbing, as if it was the mist in the sky and the tears from the grass.

Bang -

with a loud sound, the music ended, and all the people woke up from the immersion.

At this time, no matter who was in the audience, there was silence, and tears of sadness were streaming from the corners of many people's eyes.

Lin Qianxue tears, she has been deeply immersed in the music, unable to extricate herself.

I saw her affectionate looking at the man, she suddenly had a feeling, as if and he had known each other thousands of years ago.

Xiao Jue also looked up, their eyes intertwined.

"Have you come to me?" Lin Qianxue tears, she did not know why she would say this sentence.

It seems that the tendency of ghosts and gods in the heart is like sealing the memory in the soul for thousands of years.

But Xiao Jue knew that he saw another figure in Lin Qianxue's eyes. Xiao Jue looked at the figure affectionately,

"I finally saw you again, Xiaoxue."

At sea, a smuggled oil tanker slowly approached China.

"Boss, there is the Chinese sea ahead. If people find us sneaking in, the Chinese police will not let us off easily." Said a strong black bald man.

"Don't worry. I'll get through with it. That group of Chinese Biqi will not be on duty." Hank said faintly, holding his cigar.

"Are we going to transport all our weapons to Mordor? I don't know who bought so many weapons. " Asked another black man.

"What's the matter? We'll just sell it! We sell arms to those Chinese pigs and let them fight their own people. Are we not making a lot of money? " Hank said conceited."Yes, boss, we not only made the money of Chinese pigs, but also consumed their strength. In the end, it's not the boss. You can take advantage of the profits."

"Ha ha ha Those stupid Chinese pigs, let them kill each other

……

All of them looked at Xiao Jue, but they couldn't pull themselves out of the music that went deep into the soul for a long time.

A love song, thousands of years of love.

Although they have not experienced a thousand years of love, but who does not have a little bit of the past?

Almost everyone was moved by the wonderful music.

And Zhou Jian's face, black, almost the first water.

Anyone who hasn't learned music theory can hear how great the music is, and of course he can.

But the more he understood, the more depressed he was.

Because in music, Xiao Jue is a real master.

With his own ability, it's hard to get into the hall of elegance by playing broadsword in front of the gate of Guan Gong!

Xiao Jue's Acacia song makes him lose face.

The resentment at the bottom of my heart did not decrease at all, but increased a lot.

In order to save face, he forced a smile to praise: "Mr. Xiao this Guqin chant is really good, I admire."

Xiao Jue gets up slowly and comes to Lin Qianxue's side without saying a word.

"Ha ha ha Music does not lie in itself, but in the people who enjoy music. If music is divided into different levels, will it not pollute the music? " Zhou Jian pretended to laugh.

Xiao Jue laughed and did not speak.

People also looked at Zhou Jian and admired his shameless Kung Fu.

"Sir, can you come to my tanker for a visit and make my little tanker look bright. I wonder where Mr. Gao is?" Zhou Jian asked.

"Play is not, I'm just afraid Xiaoxue is too lonely to accompany her." Xiao Jue said lightly.

When Xiao Jue said this, Zhou Jian's face was a little dark.

Listening to Zhou Jian's question, people at the bottom were also curious.

"Xiyan, you are close to Xiaoxue. Do you know where this man works?"

Gu kuiyan was a little dull: "he He doesn't seem to have a job. "

"No work! I thought it was from a rich family. "

"It's just a Wen Qing who can talk big. If he doesn't have any skills, how about playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

"Yes, yes, I said. At first glance, it's a little white face supported by big star Lin."

It seems that the relationship between Lin Qianxue and Xiao Jue is extraordinary. I'm afraid his plan will be ruined.

But in this world, he hasn't seen anything that money can't solve.

Money makes the mill push the devil!

Zhou Jian's face became more and more gloomy. At this time, he called several sailors and whispered to them. Then his sailors left.

"Listen to me, everyone must have had a good time at the reunion. Here, I have a little gift for you." After Zhou Jian finished, a sailor pushed up a cart of gifts with a cart.

People were immediately attracted by Zhou Jian's gift.

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