Sleep well tonight [Quick Transmigration]

The young man who just came to the stage was about sixteen or seventeen years old. He had a handsome face, which could be regarded as a middle-aged appearance. There was still a childishness on his face that had not completely faded away. His long hair was half combed, loosely tied in a bun, and the other half was casually draped in a bun. After the waist.

He was wearing a light blue brocade jacket with bamboo leaf patterns embroidered on the hem, which made his temperament a bit restrained and mature.

The boy stretched out his hand, and the vocal music gradually rose.

After a few clangs, it gradually calmed down. The young man lowered his head and only looked at the qin, wiping his picky hook.Occasionally, it changes from light to urgent, and then returns to calm. The transition is natural, which makes people feel like before a mountain spring.

Yu Zhiye knew a little bit of rhythm, and even though he had never touched the guqin, he couldn't help feeling that the young man played it with a bit of aura and skill.He thought that if the young man on stage was the "Pei Xian'er" that Wang Shi mentioned, then he would be worthy of his reputation.

As Yu Zhiye thought about it, seeing Wang Shi just looking over from the corner of his eye, his heart moved, and he waved to him.

Just now when Wang Shi was chatting with his friends, there happened to be some disagreements, but now he was feeling sullen when listening to them chatting, it happened that Yu Zhiye's beckoning gave him an opportunity to leave. Yu Zhiye went by his side.

As soon as Wang Shi came, Yu Zhiye gave Wang Shi the various small cakes he bought in the morning.

"Huh?" Wang Shi took a look at the cakes, and there were several of them that he had never eaten before, and he suddenly became happy again.

"The one who bought you," Yu Zhiye raised his brows lightly at him, "I want to ask you a question."

Wang Shi guessed that the pastry was originally for him, and said with a smile that he could ask anything he wanted.

"Is that the Pei Xian you mentioned?" Yu Zhiye tilted his head and asked him in a low voice.

"No." Wang Shi blinked and replied in a low voice.

After hearing the answer, Yu Zhiye was startled, and then heard Wang Shi whisper: "The one on stage now is Master Chen, he plays the guqin very well, but hey..."

Wang Shi deliberately dragged his voice to show off.

"but?"

Wang Shizhi knew that Yu Zhiye's cooperation with the question was already at his limit, so he accepted the sweetness and continued to say with satisfaction, "Master Chen is good, he is learning to play the piano, and he is far worse than Mr. Pei." miles away."

Then without waiting for Yu Zhiye to continue urging him, he continued on his own: "Master Chen is good if you can hear it. People who are knowledgeable can know which pitch is accurate, and you can hear him. How many little tricks and new tricks are used in playing a piece. It’s good to have a well-behaved professional background.”

"But Mr. Pei's goodness can't be said. It's the kind that I, a person who doesn't understand music and rhythm, can listen to it and get drunk."

"I don't know what tune he plays, and I can't recognize such things as mountains, flowing water, etc., but when I listen to him playing the guqin, I can forget myself, and I can gradually laugh just following his tune, and sometimes I heard tears on my face when I raised my hand for the last time."

"Anyway, it's hard for me to describe how good and wonderful Pei Xian'er is. I don't know how good he is for those professional things, but his things can move me, so I like him."

Wang Shi's statement is actually similar to what he felt in the sound of Pei Xianqin. He didn't use a complicated word, but made Yu Zhiye deeply feel the beauty of Pei Xianqin's sound.

Yu Zhiye pondered for a while after listening, and looked at him suspiciously: "Is it really that magical?"

"Yeah!" Wang Shi nodded heavily, "Pei Xian'er should be next on stage, Brother Yu, listen carefully, I'll go back first, those bastards just now said that Master Chen's piano sound is the best, it's so pissed off me."

It seemed that Wang Shi was really fascinated by the sound of Pei Xian's piano, Yu Zhiye felt a little surprised by this, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Shi slipped back.

Wang Shi's little friend kept winking at Wang Shi and asked him to come back quickly, but Wang Shi raised his fists to make a fierce face, and they stopped laughing and laughing.

On the stage, Master Chen also stopped the sound of the piano and left directly.

There were only two people playing the guqin, Master Chen went down, and a new player was about to come up.

The silence brought by Chen Xiaoshi only lasted for a small handful of melon seeds. After a while, everyone seemed to know that the next one they wanted to see would be Pei Xianer, who they wanted to see.

Yu Zhiye had heard Wang Shi's description, and had also carefully listened to other people's description of Pei Xian.

Those who knew him introduced Pei Xian to those they didn't know, and those who liked Pei Xian argued against those who had no feelings for him. When the surrounding voices faded to silence, Yu Zhiye saw Pei Xian walking slowly onto the stage with his piano in his arms.

Pei Xian's footsteps were very soft, his head drooped slightly, covered by black hair, making it difficult to see his face clearly, and the loose and simple robe could not cover his slightly thin figure.

His figure was taller than the little master Chen just now, his hair was still half tied and half tied, and when he sat down, his long hair fell to the ground, his head was still bowed, and the drooping hair still covered his face.

Based on temperament alone, Pei Xian is superior to others.

Yu Zhiye's hand drinking tea stopped in the air for a while, his eyes moved to Pei Xian's hand first and then to his clothes.

Pei Xian was dressed in a moon-white gown, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the stage uniquely, his figure was a little thin, and his clothes didn't have any complicated decorative patterns. He just sat there quietly, but there was an insurmountable distance between him and the people below him. .

Pei Xian took out the temper pipe from his sleeve and began to tune the guqin.

The people below were very quiet all the time, and no one even made a sound while Pei Xian was playing the tempo to confirm the pitch one by one.

It's not the feeling of being reluctantly intimidated by some unknown force, but the audience voluntarily willing to settle down and wait.

Pei Xian's tuning was too steady, it was as quiet as a painting, and the people below were shocked by such a solemn scene before they heard him playing the piano.

When he finally brushed away the long hair that fell on the piano, and raised his eyes to reveal his face, it was the second shock.

She looks really good.

It is clear but not cold, beautiful but not charming, and the curvature of the lips is just right. If it is more, it will arouse reverie, and if it is less, it will make you feel alienated.

The shallow corners of the lips are enough to make eyes.

"The first song is called "Sleep." Pei Xian said.

And Pei Xian's piano sound was not the shock of the third scene.

That's not shock, that's immersion.

Pei Xian played the qin, the sound of the qin was like a curling spring breeze, blowing into the bottom of my heart invisible, like seeing the warm sun, like being dyed with fresh green.

The gentle music is the bait and fascinating.

If Master Chen's performance is to make people hear the sound of clear springs from the music, then Pei Xian brought the whole river to the audience, ding ding dong dong, the ice melted and the snow melted, together with the spring full of flowers blooming in the valley. The fragrance of flowers is also brought.

Listening to Pei Xian's piano music, the people in the audience seem to be standing on the mountainside overlooking the river valley full of flowers and flowers. It is far away, and the fragrance seems to be absent, like an unknown wild cat teasing you from time to time, making you fascinated. My heart itches unbearably, I always feel that I have strayed into a fairyland, and I want to struggle to wake up but I can't.

His music is not shocking, but moisturizing and silent, like a hug with sunshine, full of warmth overflowing from the heart.

Indulging in Pei Xian's music will make you forget the time.

After Pei Xian left the stage with the piano, Yu Zhiye still heard the sound of Pei Xian's piano in many performances, and there was no other musician who could compare to Pei Xian.

If Yu Zhiye hadn't heard Pei Xian's performance, maybe he would have spent most of the day here watching all the musicians' performances.

But after he had heard it and seen the high mountains, he no longer wanted to look at those small hills.

He was also not like other audiences who wished Pei Xian would play a few more songs after listening to the performance, and went to find people behind the scenes.Yu Zhiye has always been like this, thinking that what should be his is his, and he can't fight for what shouldn't be him, and he never wants to expect anything.

Yu Zhiye left early, the music still lingering in his ears.

The market at night is not the same lively, the hanging lanterns illuminate the flowers on the roadside, all kinds of snacks are also filled the long street, the acrobatic performances are still going on, Goulan Washeli is still singing and dancing, and the whole day Time, the sound of gongs and drums, the sound of shouting, the sound of silk and bamboo, and the lively and noisy conversation of people, the sound enters the ears.

There is a kind of smoke and fire that Yu Zhiye can vaguely feel, but it is not very clear.

He walks alone in the crowd, wandering on the edge of excitement and loneliness.

Yu Zhiye walked to the end of the street with a full bag on his back, and smelled the smell of mutton, making him hungry.

The mutton stand is conspicuous, steam is rising from the big mutton pot under the lamp, and a flag is erected in front of it.

There are fewer people at the end of the street, and there are not too many seats in the stalls, and only a few people are sitting.

Just as Yu Zhiye approached, he heard that the three people over there seemed to have just experienced a quarrel.

He only heard a few words of cynicism, and then saw someone get up and leave, drag another person away, and then the one who was pulled broke away from the other person and ran back, apologizing to the person who was still sitting.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect my brother to be here too. Don't take what he said to heart. I have to go back with him first, and I'll look for you tomorrow." Chen Jing hurriedly said to Pei Xian It's like staying a little longer for fear of being dragged away by his brother in the street.

Yu Zhiye recognized it, it was the two gentlemen who played Guqin in Qingyin Building during the day.

"It's okay," Pei Xian smiled, "Go back quickly."

"Then you remember to go shopping for a while," Chen Jing ran away while talking, muttering, "I haven't done enough shopping." Soon he was taken away by the elder brother who stood aside with a cold face.

Only Pei Xian whose smile gradually faded was left.

Strange deserted.

When Yu Zhiye walked over, he happened to hear the other party say to Chen Jing: "Don't always get so close to Pei Xian."

Yu Zhiye glanced sideways at the pair of brothers, walked over without stopping, and sat down at random.

The booth is looked after by a middle-aged couple, the man is in charge of cooking, and the woman is helping.

"What would the guest want to eat?" The woman came up, the wrinkles on her face revealed the traces of time, but her eyebrows were soft, and she unhurriedly reported the dishes sold in the stall, "There are mutton noodles, mutton soup, Steamed lamb, cold shredded lamb..."

"Let's have some mutton noodles and cold shredded mutton first." Yu Zhiye also saw the man grilling meat, so he asked again, "Are there any bones left?"

Fried and baked things are always extra appealing.

The woman looked back at the man, then smiled slightly and said to Yu Zhiye: "The last bone has already been taken away by other guests."

As soon as the two of them were talking, the man took the roasted bones off the oven and sprinkled them with cumin and chili powder. Seeing that the woman was still busy, he served them to the guests himself.

It was Pei Xian who ordered the last barbecue.

"Does the guest officer need anything else?" the woman asked again.

"No need." Yu Zhiye replied.

"I'm sorry, we've been setting up a stall here all the time. If you come here tomorrow, we'll leave you a piece of roasted bones." The woman said with a slightly apologetic smile.

"It's okay." Yu Zhiye said.

"Then just wait for a while, it will be fine soon." After the woman finished speaking, she returned to her husband.

The stall was not big, and Pei Xian could hear Yu Zhiye's conversation. Pei Xian hesitated for a moment, and came over with the mutton: "If you don't mind, can I give you this plate of roasted bones?"

Pei Xian has a pair of good-looking hands, and Yu Zhiye knew it when he saw him playing the piano.

Now I have a chance to watch it up close, and I can even see the delicate and white back of the hand and the slender fingers.

Looking up again, Pei Xian added a blue coat on top of the moon-white gown. The red light from the lantern illuminated Pei Xian's fair face, making him a little more rosy, and his expression under the night light was even more gentle.

Yu Zhiye still kept saying: "No need."

Pei Xian only smiled gently: "My friend left early and ordered quite a lot. If I can't finish it, it's just a waste. Giving it to you is more worthy of the slaughtered sheep and the shop's craftsmanship."

Pei Xian lowered his eyes slightly, then raised his eyes again, the shadow cast by the eyelashes fluctuated up and down, and there was a subtle light and shadow on the eyelashes, very cute.

"I recognize you. You listened to my piano in the Qingyin Building at noon," he said. "I give you this piece of mutton as my thank you for listening to the music. It's not a loss."

Yu Zhiye did not deny the matter of listening to the piano at noon, but felt that this person was a bit strange, and was too lazy to refute.

He took the mutton over: "Thank you."

"There are some other dishes that I can't finish," Pei Xian looked at Yu Zhiye again, "Can we eat together?"

"..." Yu Zhiye glanced back at Pei Xian, "Is Master Pei Xian so enthusiastic about every audience?"

Pei Xian laughed: "You are different."

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