Chapter 156: The Piano is Born from the Heart (First Update)

The sound of footsteps sounded slowly around the corner, and at the same time, the singing of the entire third floor of the restaurant also quieted down.

Wielding a feather fan, Ye Chen stepped onto the third floor of the restaurant with a flat face, compared with the arrival of the day, the third floor at this moment was more elegant.

The number of people in the entire third layer is not much, only a dozen people, and most of them are middle-aged or old, only three are young people, one is Han Ning'er who has seen today, and one is a young man with extraordinary appearance, and the rest is Han Shuang'er, the organizer of this poetry meeting.

Dressed in a neon dress, the woman is tall and graceful, with a melon seed face, and her long black hair is tied up with a belt, hanging down to her waist, especially the smile at the corner of the woman's mouth makes people feel a little close, however, Ye Chen's eyes are still as calm as ever when he looks at the woman.

Compared with Ye Chen's calm face, there was a hint of surprise on the faces of the old men beside him, you must know that all the people present were the great Confucians of Tianfeng City, and now that Ye Chen has ascended to the third layer, doesn't that mean that Ye Chen also has a talent comparable to them, but the young man in front of him, how old is he.

Finding a place to sit down, Ye Chen smiled slightly at everyone, always acting neither humble nor arrogant, extremely humble.

The people at the scene were all well-cultivated, and naturally smiled at Ye Chen, but only the young man's face was a little gloomy, although he covered it up well.

Frost also nodded at Ye Chen, and then sat down again, and in front of Frost there was a guqin, Frost's snow-like jade hand slowly placed on the guqin, plucked a few times at will, and there was a bit of the taste of big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, and smiled gracefully: "In a few days, Frost will leave this place, today, Frost will play a song for everyone, thank you for your guidance to Frost over the years, naturally this song is also given to the son who just came!"

The sound of frost is extremely pleasant, like the tinkling sound of a mountain spring hitting the mountain wall, which is unusually pleasant.

And the faces of the old men around flashed with a hint of expectation, Frost's piano skills were well-known in Tianfeng City, even if they were placed in the Imperial Maple Kingdom, they were also ranked first.

Ye Chen naturally got up to respond, in this regard, the gloomy color in the eyes of the young man next to the frost was even stronger, and Ye Chen never paid attention to this.

Smiled gracefully, the frosty face revealed a trace of confusion, the hands slowly plucked on the strings, the melodious and gentle sound of the piano resounded through the third layer, the sound of the piano is like a pearl falling on the jade plate, such as a ring, soothing circulation, like a quiet forest ding dong spring water, beautiful and beautiful, fascinating, the piano skills have been perfected.

A quiet and elegant sound of the piano, as if a soft and boneless Qianqianyu hand plucked everyone's heartstrings, at this moment, even Ye Chen slowly closed his eyes, and the sound of the piano was always surrounded by everyone's ears, and a clear figure of a girl appeared in front of him, dancing with elegant steps, innocent.

The sound of the piano gradually changed from elegant, the girl who appeared in front of her seemed to be confused by a disease, the smile on the girl's face continued to decrease, replaced by endless sorrow, constantly struggling in despair, and constantly desperate in the struggle, until finally, the sound of the piano became high and strong from tactful and long, the girl was strong in the continuous struggle, even though the body was not as good as day by day, life gradually disappeared, and finally turned into dust and smoke to dissipate, but always strong.

After a long time, the sound of the piano gradually became low, and finally the rhythm stopped, and the image of the girl slowly dissipated in front of everyone's eyes.

Slowly closing his eyes, indulging his mind in the beautiful sound of the piano, at this moment, Ye Chen couldn't help but think of Mu Ye, the girl who has been fighting for her life since she was a child, the girl who has always been strong, that night, there was a girl who looked up to the sky and screamed: I am unwilling, I am really unwilling! Why do I have Xuanbing blood, I am not willing to be arranged by fate!

"Mu Ye!" Ye Chen secretly read the name in his mouth, and a sad emotion slowly spread in his heart.

Beside Ye Chen, Mu Chen's dull eyes shook and looked at the sky outside the window, and a trace of mist filled his eyes, which immediately dissipated.

A few moments after the sound of the piano, everyone present slowly reacted, and at this moment, Ye Chen noticed that Hanshuang's delicate face had a miserable white color, it was like a sick, and sighed slightly, the girl in the piano may be herself, in Hanshuang's body, Ye Chen felt that her vitality was always slowly passing.

"This song should only exist in the sky, and the world can hear it a few times!" A deep voice slowly came to mind on the third floor, and the voice suddenly floated out of Ye Chen's mouth.

The sound also alarmed the old men who were intoxicated by the piano present, and everyone reacted and couldn't help but praise the frosty sound of the piano.

Hanshuang always smiled politely, got up, and chuckled at Ye Chen: "Childe has praised it, Hanshuang's piano skills are still not to the point where they have reached the realm of perfection!"

Frost's smile was like a blooming lily, making people feel like a spring breeze, but the young man on the side had an even more gloomy face, and he also stood up from his position, waving a paper fan, and said to Ye Chen: "This son is obviously the first time to come, why don't you present a song for everyone!"

This young man has always had this inexplicable hostility towards himself, at this moment, Ye Chen felt more and more that after listening to the song of Frost, even if some people were afraid that they would not play in front of Frost, it was undoubtedly humiliating, if he looked at the young man with deep meaning, a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth.

When his eyes touched the young man's eyes, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly, the reason why this young man was hostile to himself turned out to be jealousy, anyone could see the fiery affection in the young man's eyes for the frost, but the frost had only laughed at himself a few times, which made him jealous, which made Ye Chen feel a sense of laughter.

And the young man's words naturally attracted everyone's attention, even the frost.

Waving a feather fan, Ye Chen always had that lazy smile on the corner of his mouth, pointed to the guqin, and said with a smile: "Miss Han, I don't know if I can borrow the piano!"

Frost glared at the young man with strange eyes, then smiled politely and said, "Childe, please!"

Ye Chen did not have the slightest pretension, and took the guqin from Hanshuang's hand, and the piano still exuded the fragrance of a beautiful woman, like an orange.

Not only did Hanshuang glared at the young man with strange eyes, even though everyone present glared at the young man, this move was not intended to make people ugly, how could they not see it, but Ye Chen took the piano and returned to his position with a flat face, holding the piano, looking at this five-stringed piano similar to his previous life, his eyes showed a hint of remembrance, and he still remembered the time when he was not a killer in his previous life, at that time, before graduating from college, he studied the art department, and at that time he played the wuxian every day, and his parents were still alive at that time, and he had many friends around him at that time, at that time

After Ye Chen held the piano, but no sound came out, Ye Chen just sat there quietly, like a dead wood, never moving.

And the young man next to Frost showed a hint of banter in his eyes, which made the old people around him shake their heads secretly and sigh secretly.

Finally, Ye Chen's eyes slowly closed, and from this moment on, everyone suddenly felt that Ye Chen's temperament had changed dramatically in an instant, the air around them seemed to be greatly oppressed, and a depressed feeling slowly spread in their hearts, and it became more and more intense, until they were suppressed so that it was almost impossible to breathe, and their chests were like pressing on a boulder, at this moment, they felt an inexplicable sadness, sadness for some reason.

Ye Chen's slender fingers slowly moved on the strings, and in an instant, the strings were covered by hand shadows.

The first sound of the piano is very light and light, like a breeze blowing through the catkins outside the window, and the catkins are flying in March.

At this moment, the third floor of the entire restaurant fell into a death-like silence, even though the laughter of the second floor drifted into the third floor, but there was no noise in everyone's ears, only the gentle sound of the piano, which did not disperse for a long time.

Each gentle sound of the piano formed a poignant and sad to heartbreaking music, each sound of the piano seemed to resound in the hearts of everyone, their hearts trembled slightly, the sound of the piano was born from the heart, the sound of the piano seemed to form a picture in front of everyone's eyes, the torrential rain, the noisy streets, the noise and the surrounding rain blended together, a figure has been wandering aimlessly in the rain, the whole world is left with that figure, and the noise around it is incompatible.

The figure is like a drop in the ocean between heaven and earth, small, lonely, lonely, a lonely and lonely mood slowly spreads in the hearts of everyone, this depressed feeling makes them extremely uncomfortable, that kind of helplessness, that kind of loneliness, I don't see the ancients before, I don't see the comers after, and I wander alone in the majestic rain

That feeling of loneliness overwhelmed everyone, Ye Chen's fingers were still waving, compared to the nostalgia of that night, Ye Chen felt lonely even more, the loneliness of wandering alone in another world, the moment his fingertips left the strings, Ye Chen's dark eyes were full of determination, loneliness, loneliness, calmly