One Step Fairy Dust

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"Yeah, Guo Zhengyang, what's the name of the song you're playing?"

"Yes, tell me the name quickly, and I'll listen to it after I download it to my phone. I was only concerned about my heartache just now, so I didn't listen too carefully."

……

Yang Guangtao wasn't the only one who felt that this flute piece was shocking. After Yang Guangtao's words, Zhao Ke and Wen Xinya hurried over and sat on the other side of Guo Zhengyang, asking questions excitedly.

But in the private room at this moment, because of the excited and shocked voices of several people, the other boys and girls finally woke up. Li Chuncai and Li Chuncai also came over one after another, and their expressions were equally wonderful.

However, under the watchful eyes of several people, Guo Zhengyang opened his mouth and said nothing.

What's the name of this song?

he does not know……

Because he never really named this piece of music, because this piece of music was created by him, and it originally carried the memories and feelings of his life, so when he played the familiar piece of music just now, Guo Zhengyang naturally recalled it. After reading a lot of past events, he naturally poured his own feelings into them.

Bamboo flute, this instrument was indeed taught to him by a casual cultivator who was familiar with him. That casual cultivator was also one of Guo Zhengyang's few friends in the spiritual realm. The other party is the most familiar and the relationship is the best. The two lonely ghosts in the middle and late stages of gathering spirits help each other and support each other. The bamboo flute played a song.

It was at that time that Guo Zhengyang came into contact with this instrument.

From indifference at the beginning, to hearing a lot, he was gradually brought up some memories and emotions by the sound of the other party's flute, and then he gradually began to get in touch.

Speaking of which, Guo Zhengyang has some talent in this respect, at least this kind of talent has been praised more than once by that person, and he is definitely a master in playing the bamboo flute.Learn from that person in your spare time until your level improves step by step. In just five or six years, you have not lost to the other party.

Later, Guo Zhengyang tended to be better than blue, but unfortunately, that friend died at the mouth of a monster during an expedition, and Guo Zhengyang only brought back the other party's bamboo flute before leaving.

Later, even though that person was gone, Guo Zhengyang would occasionally play a song to relax in his iron-blooded career. This kind of relaxation, sometimes he played the music composed by that person, and sometimes, Guo Zhengyang would have a flash of inspiration, alone Create some scattered tunes.

Scattered and intermittent, it took almost three or four years to finally evolve the song just now, and this song was also improved by him in some details later. It took almost six or seven years for a certain segment to finally take shape.

Even if it doesn't mean that he was composing in [-], but only found time to relax after the leisure time or iron-blooded killing in [-], but the leisure time in [-] still shows the background of this song.

However, although it took a long time to compose, Guo Zhengyang never named him after composing, because in the spiritual realm, flute music and so on are just his own way of relaxing, and he never thought of passing on a few tunes, so He didn’t name the few flute pieces he wrote, because he was not satisfied with the few names he thought of at the beginning. He felt that he couldn’t use a few words to sum up the piece that contained a lifetime of memories and bitterness. After a few times, he didn't bother to spend too much time on this.

So now Zhao Ke and others are asking about the name of the song, and he really can't answer it for a while.

Unable to answer, Guo Zhengyang was silent for a while, and when he asked again, he finally smiled, "I don't know what the name is either."

Several people were obviously in a daze, and Guo Zhengyang said again, "This is a piece written by a friend of mine. He didn't name it after he composed it. I just learned how to play the flute from him, and then I learned this piece."

Helpless, really helpless, obviously he wrote the song, but now he can only say that it was written by someone else.

After all, he is only a freshman, and his 19th birthday will not come until the Spring Festival. If he says that this song full of vicissitudes and sadness is written by him, it will only make people confused and questioned.

On the contrary, if you just say that you learn from others, it is much simpler and easier to believe.

"Ah~ isn't it?"

"Pfft, why don't you play with me? There's no name for such a nice song?"

"Who is that friend of yours? Hell, the song he wrote is simply amazing. Although I don't know music, I can still hear whether a song is good or not. I still feel the song just now when I think about it. It sounds so good, and it made me cry, it sounds so good, but it doesn't have a name? Isn't your friend too lazy?"

"A genius, to be able to write such a beautiful song is definitely a genius!"

…………

When Guo Zhengyang's words fell to the ground, Zhao Ke, Yang Guangtao and others were stunned again, and then they spoke speechlessly, and some even uttered foul language speechlessly.

Isn't that so good, the person who wrote it can't afford a name?

"By the way, did your friend record this song, or upload it to the Internet?" After being speechless for a while, Wen Xinya spoke again suddenly, with a strange look on her face.

And Guo Zhengyang shook his head calmly, of course not.

"Then what should I do? I still want to hear it."

"I also want to, Lao Guo, play it again, I will record it with my mobile phone."

"Haha, yes, you blow it again."

…………

This piece of music does contain too many emotions, too many moving movements. After all, this is Guo Zhengyang, an old guy who has lived for decades. , the tune is soft and melodious, but it bears the emotion of his whole life. In addition, he himself is talented in this area, and he has been taught by famous masters for many years. The level of performance itself is at the level of a master.

Therefore, this song is by no means comparable to ordinary pop music. The connotation and artistic conception in it are enough to make anyone who hears him have a long aftertaste and cannot extricate himself for a long time.

In his previous life, after the casual cultivator he was acquainted with passed away, Guo Zhengyang also met some other friends and treated him like his own brother, but in the end, Yang Zhiming, who was captured and tortured forever, or was rescued twice by him , and then often walked together, made secret promises to him, and even Song Yiyi, who in the end did not hesitate to blew himself up to fight for his life, was with those friends. Whenever he played the flute, Song Yiyi would never tire of listening to it. , sitting quietly by his side, and being emotionally agitated by his playing every time, even Yang Zhiming, a heroic man, looks dismissive of such music on the surface, but in fact he often sneaks away from him. Listening quietly, you can easily be influenced by Guo Zhengyang's performance.

So it is not too surprising that Zhao Ke and the others in front of us were completely shocked after listening to it only once. The charm of music has nothing to do with whether you are a monk or a mortal. Acoustics capture emotions.

But at the request of a group of people, Guo Zhengyang also started to laugh and cry, blow it again?And these guys are going to record it?

This... this, anyway, he has played once, it seems that the second time is not too bad, Guo Zhengyang can only nod helplessly.

He nodded, and several young men and women cheered suddenly, and then took out their mobile phones one after another.

"Get started, I'm ready."

……

After Yang Xin urged in the crowd, Guo Zhengyang calmly put the flute to his mouth and started playing again.

While playing quietly, several other people were also unconsciously caught by the sound of the flute and immersed in the soul-stirring music.

Although it was the second time, there were still some people whose eyes turned red all of a sudden, but this time, there were a few people who were able to maintain a sense of sobriety amidst the shock and heartbeat.

Zhao Ke just kept awake, looked at Guo Zhengyang with red eyes, then looked at the phone, flipping back and forth, this girl gradually became obsessed with staring at Guo Zhengyang.

Because now not only is the sound of the music moving, but Guo Zhengyang, who is sitting there playing quietly, seems to be exuding infinite charm. It was the infinite attraction that made her heart beat faster and faster without knowing it, and even her breathing gradually became short, and then gradually became stagnant.

She is like this, and Wen Xinya is similar. Today is the first time she met these people from Class [-] of Dongda University. Her first impression of Guo Zhengyang was that although she thought this guy was very handsome, she had seen many handsome guys. Although that handsome face People can't help but want to look at it a few more times, but that's just to stop at admiration, but now, Guo Zhengyang, who is playing the bamboo flute, is not only handsome, but also the seriousness and devotion in playing, the handsome and flying corners of his lips Gently agitating, the beautiful movement that makes people's heart beat is a little bit inextricably released, and it goes straight to the depths of people's hearts. This kind of picture also made her heart beat chaotically when watching and listening, and her pretty face turned red unknowingly .

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"Hey, I'm sorry, it's not right, Nima, this kid has such a skill that he has mesmerized all the beauties." Most of the girls were confused by Guo Zhengyang's performance. Grasping the heartbeat and emotion of his heart, he was also shy and blushed because of Guo Zhengyang's showmanship, but among the boys, Gu Mingwei, who was rubbing the corners of his eyes, suddenly took a look at the girls, and then cursed in his heart.

He had this reaction because he suddenly discovered that Guo Zhengyang seemed to be really handsome and attractive when he played the bamboo flute, which made him jealous, so he wanted to go out and watch the girls' reactions. up.

It's just that Gu Mingwei couldn't help but wiped the corners of his eyes while cursing, and was soon caught by the music and his soul and thoughts flew, because this bamboo flute solo was really moving. (To be continued.)