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    Chapter 30: The coquettish and arrogant black man

    Zhao Zhiyuan just looked at the quiet and peaceful Shen Anhao in front of him. He was wearing ancient clothes that could never be matched with each other. He had the aura of not taking away a cloud with a wave of his sleeves. He was simple and dignified, but with a bare face.  In today's society, women who dare to go out without makeup either give up on themselves and end up with it, or they don't have the time or money to take care of themselves.  There are only a handful of people who really take the word "natural beauty" seriously, and an even smaller group of people who are more beautiful without makeup than with makeup are considered weird.  It just so happens that Shen Anhao in front of Zhao Zhiyuan is worthy of the words "natural beauty". She is dressed in ancient clothes and fits her appearance and temperament incredibly well, giving people a look that is untainted by the filth.  Refined and refreshing.

    Even Yin Pingan, who has always been so harsh on women, stretched his neck and stared at Shen Anhao, but he couldn't find any flaws. Yin Pingan, who stared at Shen Anhao for dozens of seconds, sighed softly, and the final result was impeccable.  .  Not tainted with the vulgarity of earthly money-worshiping girls or the aura of a bird, dignified and peaceful, but not giving off the feeling of arrogance, just sitting cross-legged on the sandalwood stool quietly and peacefully, gently stroking the guzheng, and plucked the strings.  It made Yin Ping'an heartily admit that the woman in front of him was indeed a beauty who brought disaster to the country and the people.

    Shen Anhao smiled slightly when she heard Zhao Zhiyuan's words. She, who has always had an amazing memory, could tell at a glance that the man in front of her was an interesting boy she met in the library of Zhejiang University, a Diaomin who kept pestering her for books to read.  He was also the one who stopped her and asked her name to make up for her shortcomings when they first met. Thinking of this, Shen Anhao unintentionally frowned and raised his head to take a closer look at Zhao Zhiyuan for the first time. He was nearly 1.8 meters tall, with a thin face and fair skin.  Her complexion, delicate nose, and piercing eyes are particularly eye-catching, and the resolute look between her brows makes her even more masculine.  The deep eyes seemed to have a fatal allure like a black hole, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth matched Zhao Zhiyuan's not-so-thick body.  Seems extremely coordinated.

    Shen Anhao stood up gently, walked to Zhao Zhiyuan, and asked, "Can you also guzheng?"

    "I know a little bit about it." Zhao Zhiyuan was obviously a little surprised by Shen Anhao's initiative. He clenched his right hand tightly and even sweated from it. It can be seen that Zhao Zhiyuan's restraint towards Shen Anhao was out of his bones, but his face  There was still no wave in the ancient well, and it seemed as if nothing had happened.

    "Which song?"

    Shen Anhao was noncommittal about Zhao Zhiyuan's reply and continued to ask questions.

    ""Mountains and Flowing Waters."" Zhao Zhiyuan's moderate voice reached everyone's ears, and they all sighed.

    After Zhao Zhiyuan finished speaking, he walked to the place where Shen Anhao had been and sat down directly. Sitting upright gave people a solemn feeling. He gently stroked the strings with his left hand and tuned the music with his right hand.

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    ??Zhiyuan Zhao started to play, and there was nothing surprising at first. Then as he gradually got better, Zhao Zhiyuan began to move smoothly and smoothly, and the tone was just right and not too small, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.  The sound of the music was deep, clear and smooth. Shen Anhao closed her eyes and kept tapping her knees with her right hand, gently tapping in time with Zhao Zhiyuan's music, which seemed to be a perfect tacit understanding.  The song reaches its climax, giving people the feeling of bathing in the mountains and flowing water, and traveling in the vast sea and sky.  The rolling technique from bass to treble, and from treble to bass, vividly brings out the wonderful sound of trickling water and drops of clear spring, making people feel as if they are immersed in the magnificent natural beauty.  After the song ended, Shen Anhao opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Zhiyuan who continued to stroke the guzheng. Suddenly, an ancient poem describing Zhao Zhiyuan's scene at this time appeared in his mind.

    The name finger is tied with four fingers hanging,

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    It should be noted that there is no other way to use the left hand.

    Press, tremble, push and rub freely.

    "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" is the popular style of Henan Zheng.  "The music is high and low, but the skills are difficult to produce."  Shen Anhao couldn't help but think of the comments made by the old man who taught him piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since he was a child about the ancient tunes of Zhongzhou.

    As one of the top ten famous songs, "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" was played vividly and vividly by Zhao Zhiyuan in front of him. Shen Anhao couldn't help but be surprised. Without the foundation gained from childhood practice, it was difficult to grasp the standard of guzheng techniques.  Zhao Zhiyuan, who was unassuming in front of him, played the music well. Shen Anhao couldn't help but re-examine the shy man in front of him.

    Most of the audience here are people who love music. After listening to Zhao Zhiyuan's "Mountains and Flowing Water", it is inevitable that they will express their praise. Zhao Zhiyuan nodded slightly and smiled at everyone.

    "What a great song "Mountains and Flowing Waters", good technique, good tune." Shen Anhao praised Zhao Zhiyuan with a smile.

    Zhao Zhiyuan rarely showed a shy look at this time, with a shy look on his face, but in his heart he thought that the old man had failed in playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since he was a child. Zhao Zhiyuan used his free time to develop his potential, and the guzheng and guqin were even more important to Mr. Zhao.The most important thing among hobbies is that in Mr. Zhao¡¯s house, you can see different guzheng and guqin hanging on the wall at a glance. The old man only loves Henan Zheng, and the guqin is Fuxi style. As for the old man¡¯s guzheng style,  Zhao Zhiyuan didn't know what his attainments were, but he thought that Mr. Zhao's music was not inferior to Jia Sidao, who was known as the Saint of Qin and had disappeared decades ago. That's why Zhao Zhiyuan dared to come up with the music he had cultivated since he was a child.  "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" is shown here.

    I remember the old man once said that if you don¡¯t have the state of mind of someone over forty, you can¡¯t play the guzheng.  At this moment, Zhao Zhiyuan, who was torn by reality and was in a mess, used his extraordinary performance to bring out the seemingly calm but difficult to maintain smooth artistic conception of "Mountains and Flowing Water".  At this moment, Zhao Zhiyuan suddenly realized what artistic conception is, and mental state is artistic conception.

    Yin Pingan on the side seemed to find that Zhao Zhiyuan, who was usually so low-key that he was ignored by others, was also a master of keeping a low profile, cultivating his character and keeping a low profile. Yin Pingan, who knew nothing about guzheng, could hear the smoothness of Shen Anhao and Zhao Zhiyuan's music in front of him. It can be seen that  The realm of the two of them was extraordinary. Yin Ping'an suddenly felt that it was not a good thing to have such an extremely awesome brother who could easily capture a woman's heart. At least it would be difficult for him to show his advantages.

    Zhao Zhiyuan's shyness made it difficult for Zhao Zhiyuan to speak without any scruples as if he had just met him for the first time. He responded with a slight smile: "Thank you, I have been talking about guzheng since I was a child. If I want to say good things, I have the Henan zheng in hand, and other things."  It¡¯s really not that good.¡±

    Shen Anhao looked at Zhao Zhiyuan, who was smiling like a child in front of him, and stared at his eyes carefully, trying to see how much of these words were a pretense and how much were true. However, Gujing Wubo's eyes did not let Shen  An Hao saw the slightest clue and had no choice but to continue: "Then where did you come from?"

    Shen Anhao asked the answer that everyone in the hall wanted to know. Zhao Zhiyuan scratched his head and said shyly: "I have studied with my old man for a few years, but I haven't really become a disciple yet."

    When everyone heard this, they all thought that Zhao Zhiyuan was unwilling to disclose the name of his master, so they were not as eager as they were at first.  Shen Anhao didn't see a trace of hypocrisy on Zhao Zhiyuan's face, so he had to give up.

    "Are you a student of Zhejiang University?" Zhao Zhiyuan smiled at the fairy-like woman in front of him, playing with the coins in his pocket, and asked calmly.

    "Yeah." Shen An replied in a nonchalant manner and then said nothing.

    Yin Pingan looked at the aura of the man in front of him who did not show his true qualities as a man to an extraordinary level on the campus playground and did not care about life and death. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the newly purchased number of Zhao Zhiyuan.

    "Heizi, you are no longer as coquettish and arrogant as you were when you were dealing with Xu Wenyu."

    Didi.

    When Zhao Zhiyuan heard the phone ringing, he awkwardly took out the brick-like Nokia phone from his trouser pocket, opened it and saw Yin Pingan's message. He turned off the phone and glared at Yin Pingan with a smile on his side, and put it in his trouser pocket.  He looked at Shen An amusedly and said, "We have something to go back to."

    Shen Anhao nodded lightly, and Zhao Zhiyuan took Yin Ping'an's hand and left quickly with some guilt, leaving Shen Anhao behind with a thin but straight back.

    Shen An sat quietly on the chair, closed his eyes, and sighed, but the old man who had suffered all his life and taught him everything came to mind.

    Zhao Zhiyuan¡¯s awkward smile and shy look were like a needle that pierced into a fragile place in Shen Anhao¡¯s heart. He was lightly touched by an unknown thing and could never be erased.
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