Martial Arts: Gain a Jiazi internal force at the beginning!

Chapter 195 Who Should I Give It To?
Yan Wenge volunteered, and everyone had no objections.

Then they dispersed to make room for him.

Since Yan Wenge came to this open space, he has not moved away even half a minute. With the piano on his knees, he flicked it with both hands, and the sound of the piano suddenly began to play.

Since it is a clumsy qin, it can also be used to create a seven-string score using this music theory.

Yan Wenge has some accomplishments in this area.

The sound of his piano is not that of looking down on oneself and feeling sorry for oneself, nor is it as lofty as the artistic conception of mountains and flowing water.

But it starts slowly and gradually goes deeper, sometimes as fast as the approaching wind and rain, sometimes as high-pitched as the light of a sword.

Everyone was gradually attracted by the sound of his piano, and they started to drink tea freely, which really lived up to the name of "tasting tea and appreciating the piano".

The song ended, and the lingering sound lingered, as if he had narrowly escaped death.

Then Yan Wenge spoke softly:
"The name of this song is [Jianghu Night Rain]. I composed it by chance, and I would like to share it with you all."

"What a wonderful night in Jianghu."

Liu Zongming sighed softly:
"There is no greater storm than this."

Yan Wushuang also shook his head gently:
"This world is treacherous and unpredictable. This song shows it vividly. It's a good song and a good name."

Yan Wenge clasped his fists slightly:
"My little skills will make you laugh."

After saying that, he flew up, returned to his seat, and poured another cup of tea.

Jiang Ran looked around:

"But I don't know who is next..."

"Let me come."

A woman's voice came softly.

Following the sound, he looked around and saw that it was the singer Shang Yue'er.

This woman covered half of her face with a gauze. Although the gauze was semi-transparent, people could vaguely see her appearance, but it was hazy, making people endlessly reverie.

A pair of eyes are plain, but they seem to hide a lot of thoughts.

She walked lightly, but did not use Qinggong. She came to the open space in the field step by step.

Then he raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Ran:
"Mr. Jiang, I dare to ask, can I only use the piano today?"

"Of course not."

Jiang Ran shook his head slightly.

"That's good."

Shang Yue'er nodded slightly and took out a jade flute from his arms.

The jade flute is crisp and green, with gold threads wrapping around it. It's not ordinary at first glance.

She raised her hand to bring it to her lips, pressed her five fingers against the hole of the flute, and when she raised her fingers, the flute sounded suddenly loud.

But her flute sound was different from Yan Wenge's.

It was intense at the beginning, but filled with endless joy, but at its peak, it suddenly took a turn for the worse, and the music gave way to sadness, which meant that the family fortune was in decline.

After that, it was sometimes silent, sometimes rippling, and varied, but in the end it was mostly sadness.

Jiang Ran occasionally raised his head and looked to the left and right, and found that there were many shallow eye sockets, and there were really tears in the corners of the eyes.

Then he sighed softly, knowing that Shang Yue'er composed this song based on his own life experience, and it touched people's hearts.

The most real, the most sincere, and the most touching.

After the song ended, no one burst into tears, but many people felt that their throats were severely clogged and their hearts were empty.

There is a feeling that is stuck in my throat, and I can't spit it out no matter what, and I can't explain it clearly.

If we compare this song with Yan Wenge's "Jianghu Night Rain", we can't say which one is better.

One is talking about the world, and the other is about encounters.

No matter which one, it's hard to let go.

They were not afraid of the ups and downs in the world, but they also felt for Shang Yuer.

In fact, most of the people attending today's meeting are blind people listening to thunder.

How many people really understand music theory?
However, the sounds of nature are inherently attractive and can communicate sorrow and joy directly to people's hearts. However, this aspect has nothing to do with understanding or not.

Now the winner lies with Jiang Ran and a few others, and the group just wants to watch the fun.

Today is indeed lively.

After Shang Yue'er, Liu Zongming and Yan Wushuang also took action respectively.

However, Liu Zongming was playing the xun.

His xun sound is both tragic and heroic, like an eagle spreading its wings, but within this fierceness, there is also an unspeakable sadness.

Although this sadness is not too serious, it still cannot escape the ears of caring people.

People can't help but wonder, is Liu Zongming hiding something sad?

But when it came to Yan Wushuang's side, he was three-quarters calm, three-quarters dangerous, and three-cent cautious, but the remaining one didn't seem to be very happy.

The sound of the piano is as continuous as rain, and it is eloquently told, as if it is telling people an ancient story. When people are immersed in it, the sound of the piano pauses, and the song ends.

Yan Wushuang raised his head, looked at everyone present, and sighed softly:
"It's ugly."

"Yan Hui sang this song, but he didn't know what the title was?"

Liu Zongming looked at Yan Wushuang.

Yan Wushuang shook his head:

"There's no question, it's just a random piece of music. I, Baizhen, will always be reluctant to give up the Jiaowei Qin.

"Although I have little knowledge in this field, now I can only try my best to make Chief Liu Yuan laugh."

"Don't dare."

Liu Zongming shook his head slightly, as if he wanted to say something else, but Yan Wushuang had already returned to his seat.

In the end, everyone had no choice but to turn their attention to Jiang Ran.

So far, everyone has played a song each, and only Jiang Ran is left.

It's just that no one is very optimistic about Jiang Ran's ability to play the piano.

No matter how I guessed that Jiang Ran was an old monster who only had good looks, he still didn't believe it in his heart.

And a young man of twenty years old can have such a martial arts attainment at this age.

Then he must have spent all his time practicing martial arts, and it had to be supplemented by adventures, and maybe he had eaten some genius treasure, so that he had some possibility.

In this way, how can he have time to practice piano?

The clumsy harpist Yan Wenge and the musician Shang Yueer are all because of their own martial arts, which is consistent with music theory.

Only then can you achieve success in this path.

Otherwise, if others have not practiced hard for many years, how can they compete with them?
For a moment, everyone looked at Jiang Ran with different eyes, but generally speaking, they were not particularly optimistic.

Jiang Ran also smiled when he saw this:
"I'm the only one left... In that case, um, Yan Hui will give his head."

Yan Wushuang just sat down and handed the piano in his hand to the person next to him. After hearing Jiang Ran's words, he turned back to look at him:

"What are your orders, Young Master Jiang?"

"Can I borrow the piano?"

Jiang Ran asked.

"..."

Yan Wushuang was speechless for a while, could he borrow the piano?You co-wrote a topic of your own and you didn’t even bring an instrument?

But he turned around and glanced at Jiaoweiqin, who was still embedded in the rock wall.

I don't think it's entirely to blame Jiang Ran for not bringing an instrument, he just brought one that he couldn't play.

Immediately his eyes moved slightly, but he didn't know what he was thinking about?
Jiang Ran has not been in contact with her for a long time, but he has a good understanding of why Baizhenhui is so rich.

Immediately said quickly:

"Yan Huishou, you don't even want to ask me for money to borrow a piano, do you?"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of laughter in the audience.

Everyone in the world knows that Baizhenhui will be rich, and everyone who has dealt with Baizhenhui also knows why Baizhenhui is so rich.

They all felt that what Jiang Ran said was true and reasonable.

Most of the looks in Yan Wushuang's eyes were a bit joking.

Even though Yan Wushuang was used to seeing big scenes, being looked at by so many people like this felt a little unnatural for a moment.

With a dry laugh:
"What are you talking about, Mr. Jiang? With my friendship with Mr. Jiang, wouldn't it be tacky to talk about money?"

"...Are you planning to use this to trick me into something more?"

Jiang Ran took a breath of air and turned his eyes for help to Yan Wenge.

Yan Wenge subconsciously hugged his Qin tightly. From his toes to his hair, he expressed his rejection.

Jiang Ran cast his eyes back on Yan Wushuang nonchalantly.

He thought that he really should buy a piano, but since he had Jiaowei, he couldn't get another one, so he thought that when he got here, he could just borrow one from someone.

Who would have thought that Yan Wushuang, a girl who was so desperate for money, would even borrow a piano from her, and she was going to make some money out of it.

Just outrageous!
"Young Master Jiang was joking and joking..."

Yan Wushuang knew that he couldn't go on like this, otherwise he would really offend people.

He immediately laughed dryly and said to the people around him:
"Quickly, give the piano to Young Master Jiang."

After finishing speaking, he felt that his words seemed to be somewhat ambiguous, so he quickly said to Jiang Ran:
"It's not really a gift, I'm lending it to you."

As soon as this statement came out, there was a burst of laughter.

Jiang Ran was also speechless. Yan Wushuang was actually quite normal before.

Whether Benleitang came or Luohua Yanyu Alliance took the opportunity to cause trouble, Yan Wushuang was worthy of being the vice-leader of Baizhen Society. He had the attitude he should have, the knowledge he should have, and the demeanor he should have.

But once it comes to making a living by buying and selling, this philistine's face is immediately revealed.

No wonder Ximen Feng is so willing to steal things from your Baizhen Club.

Jiang Ran asked himself, now he wants to go to Baizhen Club to steal something... It's so annoying!
Fortunately, the disciples of the Baizhenhui quickly handed Yan Wushuang's piano into Jiang Ran's hands.Jiang Ran carefully took it out and placed it on the table.

Wei Wei pondered for a moment before opening his mouth and saying:
"Today I heard Master Yan compose a song [Jianghu Night Rain] with the theme of Jianghu.

"I feel in my heart that I also have a song with the theme of rivers and lakes, so I will show my shame in front of you.

"This song is called... [Smiling Proud Jianghu], please enjoy it with everyone!"

His inner strength was profound, and his voice slowly reached the ears of everyone present.

When hearing the four words "Swordsman and Proud Jianghu", everyone's heart was slightly shocked.

The rivers and lakes are far-reaching and the turmoil is treacherous. Even in the rivers and lakes, if you can't help yourself, who can be proud?

Liu Zongming couldn't help but look up at Jiang Ran.

But before his eyes settled, Jiang Ran hooked his fingers, and the sound of the piano suddenly started.

Jiang Ran's knowledge of music theory actually came from Shi Pingzhang.

When he won the Shi Ping Zhang, he obtained this person's funeral song, and along with it came a lot of music theory knowledge.

However, because Shi Pingzhang only loves the piano, he not only doesn't know how to play other instruments, he doesn't even look at them.

So Jiang Ran only knows how to play the piano.

But on today's occasion, it would be somewhat inappropriate if he were asked to play the music composed by Shi Pingzhang.

Most of the music composed by this person is cynical, arrogant and crazy.

If anyone knew about the connection between this piece of music and Shi Pingzhang, they would not be sure what to think.

Therefore, when Jiang Ran formulated these two rules, he already thought about what to play.

In his past and present lives, when he mentioned music, what he thought of was never the indifferent elegance of mountains and flowing water.

But the carefree and carefree, joyful and sad singing!
Therefore, as the strings trembled today, this piece of music from the previous life, which had conquered countless martial arts lovers, was presented to everyone's ears from his hand.

Perhaps it was because he had too high expectations for Jiang Ran, whether good or bad.

So when Jiang Ran played, everyone watched closely.

Therefore, when the sound of the piano came together, everyone was instantly drawn into the artistic conception of the rivers and lakes.

If Yan Wenge was playing a corner of the world, the wind and rain would be unpredictable.

What Jiang Ran played is that if you are in the rivers and lakes and your heart is above the rivers and lakes, you can enjoy the rivers and lakes like a fish in the water, but you will never be trapped by the rivers and lakes.

Liu Zongming slowly closed his eyes, while Yan Wushuang looked at Jiang Ran in surprise, with indescribable complex emotions in his eyes.

Yan Wenge was silent for a moment, then sighed.

Shang Yue'er lowered his head and said nothing. For some reason, there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Gu Shengyan's mouth opened slightly, while Ruan Yuqing, not far away, quietly looked at the man playing the piano.

I was used to seeing him kill people with a knife, but this was the first time I heard him play the piano.

It actually... sounds so good.

Everyone in the venue had different thoughts. They only felt that the artistic conception in the song was actually unattainable, but at the same time it made people envious.

I'm so immersed in it that I almost don't want to wake up.

On the rock wall, in the woods, Tang Huayi was sitting on a tree, his legs hanging down and swaying slightly.

Just looking at Jiang Ran from a distance, she frowned slightly:

"He can actually play the piano... Does this have anything to do with eating, drinking, gambling, cheating, and cheating?"

I don’t know how much time has passed, but it seems that with this song, everyone has lived a life of laughter and pride.

It seemed like it was just a short moment.

The sound of the piano disappeared and there was no trace of it, and everyone present felt like they were waking up from a dream.

But I just felt that the sound of the piano was echoing in my ears for a longer time. I wanted to comment on it, but I felt that I didn't hear enough.

I don’t know who the thoughtless person shouted:

"do it again!!"

There was no seat for this man, and he was surrounded by standing spectators. After hearing this, they all stepped aside to express that they were not familiar with him.

Who is Jiang Ran?

The leader of the Benlei Hall and the leader of the Luohua Yanyu Alliance are both great masters in the world.

Everyone has their own unique skills and abilities.

But even if they are one against two, they are no match for this person.

Could they really regard him as a performer in the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion?
It's easy to die if you say something like this.

Jiang Ran also raised his head and glanced at the man. The man suddenly broke into a cold sweat on his forehead and quickly shrank his head so as not to attract too much attention.

At this moment, Liu Zongming suddenly took a step forward:
"Jiang Shaoxia."

"Senior Liu, what advice do you have?"

Jiang Ran smiled.

"This song...can you make a copy of this song for me?"

Liu Zongming looked at Jiang Ran: "I am really happy to see the hunter. I am convinced of my defeat today. I only hope to get this song to comfort me in my life."

Jiang Ran nodded:

"Of course you can, but you have to wait until this meeting is over."

"Good good."

Liu Zongming nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, Young Master Jiang."

Yan Wushuang said quickly:

"Wait a minute!!"

Liu Zongming gave her a confused look.

Just listen to Yan Wushuang say:
"You can't give me this song, so I'll buy it from you!"

"kindness?"

Before Jiang Ran could speak, Liu Zongming was already furious:
"Yan Huishou's words are wrong. How can such an excellent work be insulted by the smell of copper?

"Seriously... This is really unreasonable!"

"The leader of Liuyuan is wrong. It is precisely because this is a masterpiece that it should be widely circulated.

"If Jiang Shaoxia sells this song to me, I will definitely scatter it everywhere. People can hear this song in all the teahouses and taverns opened by my Baizhen Club.

"Isn't this better than having it all to yourself, an old man like you?"

"It's an insult to politeness, it's an insult to politeness!!"

Liu Zongming waved his sleeves angrily: "I don't want to benefit from the extravagance you say? How can this piece of music be ruined by you like this?"

Jiang Ran was speechless for a while, wondering how could this music be so natural?

Seeing the two people arguing endlessly, Jiang Ran wanted to comfort him, but found that Yan Wenge had already put the piano on his back, turned around and left...

Looking at the musician Shang Yue'er again, their eyes met. Shang Yue'er cupped her hands and fists at Jiang Ran, bowed deeply, and then turned around and left.

"Does this count as admitting defeat?"

Jiang Ran let out a breath, turned his attention again to the two people who were already at war with each other, sighed and said:

"You two, please be patient... When I get back, I will copy this song into a book and give it to you two. How about one copy for each of you?"

Liu Zongming was stunned:
"You still want to give it to her?"

Yan Wushuang's eyes lit up:
"Gift?"

"Sell one and give the other as a gift, right?"

Jiang Ran said: "Don't we still have important things to talk about now? Everyone, what we just said, who is the best?"

"Don't ask them."

Liu Zongming snorted: "How do they know how to tell the difference? Today I lost, and so did Yan Wushuang.

"I see that Yan Wenge and Shang Yue'er have just left... Today's winner is naturally Jiang Shaoxia."

Having said this, he looked at the people present:

"Everyone, Jiang Shaoxia has unparalleled martial arts skills and is a great master of his generation.

"It is only natural that the Jiaowei Qin fell into his hands. I wonder what you think?"

What else could it be?

If he fights, he can't beat Jiang Ran.

Compared to music theory, even Yan Wenge and Shang Yuer were already ashamed of themselves. What else could they say?

Naturally, all I could do was nod.

"That being the case, then the Lord of the Burnt Tail is Jiang Ran, Young Master Jiang!!"

When Liu Zongming said this, everyone was about to agree.

Then I heard a voice shouting loudly:
"I don't agree!!"

Everyone was stunned, Yan Wenge left the stage sadly, Shang Yuer resigned, Liu Zongming and Yan Wushuang kept arguing over the music, and the winner was already decided.

Who else is confused?
Just when I was about to see who was ignorant and was still messing around, I heard a huge whistling sound.

Everyone looked up and saw a huge three-legged golden tripod falling from the sky.

A voice inside the cauldron shouted loudly:
"This Jiaowei Qin should belong to my Zuo Daozhuang!!"

Jiang Ran raised his eyebrows and let out a sigh of relief in his heart. It was finally here...

The next moment, he put one foot on one foot and flew up.

He grabbed one of the three legs of the cauldron and buckled it with his backhand. A huge golden cauldron suddenly appeared on his head and on his feet.

Jiang Ran turned over and came to the three legs, and performed a Thousand Jin Drop Kung Fu.

It suddenly fell down in an instant, and a loud bang was heard. The mouth of the tripod penetrated more than a foot into the ground of Sunset Ping. Jiang Ran stamped his feet:

"Who do you think this Jiaowei should be given to?"

(End of this chapter)