Chapter 47 When Did She Learn to Play the Piano?

Xiaoxiao's string of notes, like a small stream in the spring, sends out a spiritual rhythm, plucking everyone's nerves.

It is like flowing through the soul, it is very comfortable and wonderful, and it makes people imagine the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.

Everyone gradually showed a look of astonishment. Song Wuyou, who has always been arrogant, can play such a beautiful tune? !

Gu Yanhao's indifferent and handsome face showed a rare touch of shock.

His deep and sharp eyes were filled with stormy waves.

His eyes were fixed on Song Wuyou's body.

The woman's posture is straight, her playing movements are extremely elegant, and her gestures and movements are light and graceful.

It seems that she often plays the type of piano, which is very familiar and proficient.

The wonderful notes will not break even if they hit the rocks, making people see everything in the world wake up.

The melody of yoyo changed, and the sound of yoyo fluttering just now suddenly became thick, distant, and vast...

Listening and listening, as if telling someone's history of blood and tears.

Everyone was shocked by this song.

There was a shocked smile on Master Gu's face.

The stormy waves in Gu Yanhao's eyes rolled more and more violently.

Listening to such a tune, an image appeared in his mind:

The afterglow of the setting sun, the open earth, and the cool setting sun dyed the heaven and earth orange. A group of lean men, dressed in banana leaf clothes, holding spears, painted their faces, sang and danced, and held a sacred and ancient sacrificial ballad...

Song Jiumei's expression changed from shock to inconceivable, and finally to anger.

Is the woman playing in front of the piano stand really Song Wuyou?

How could she play such a beautiful, earth-shattering tune?

Song Jiuyue had surprise written on her face, but she was jealous, especially when she saw Gu Yanhao staring at Song Wuyou, she really wanted to step forward, stop Song Wuyou, and tell her to stop playing.

Song Wuyou, this bitch, when did she learn to play the piano?

When the song was over, Song Wuyou placed both hands on the piano lightly.

She lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes concealed the emotion in her eyes.

When she looked up again, her eyes returned to normal, arrogant and arrogant.

At this moment, Gu Yanhao looked at her with a bit of joy.

In the eyes of Master Gu, he was full of love for her.

"Worry-free, don't you even know how to play the piano? How can you play the guzheng?" Song Jiuyue stepped forward and asked in a tight tone.

Song Wuyou got up, "Eldest sister, don't you even know how to play Konghou? How can you play the piano?"

Song Wuyou's words made Song Jiuyue choke.

Song Jiuyue did not expect that she would ask herself such a question, and cursed her inwardly.

Song Wuyou walked lightly in front of her, his voice was neither light nor heavy, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Eldest sister, in fact, this qin is not a guzheng, but a Konghou."

Guzheng and Konghou, Song Wuyouhui, piano...what the hell?

Konghou?

Song Jiuyue's expression changed slightly, and she looked at Song Wuyou in surprise, "How do you know it's a Konghou?"

Song Wuyou felt amused, "I know how to play, why don't I know?"

Moreover, this is a piano with a long history, and it is an antique.

Song Wuyou's words made Song Jiuyue feel ashamed.

She gritted her teeth secretly, always feeling that in front of everyone, she was slapped severely by Song Wuyou.

"When did you learn?" Song Jiuyue suppressed her unhappiness and looked at Song Wuyou with a smile on her face.

Song Wuyou walked in front of her, "Why should I tell you?"