In the huge villa, the sound of the guqin sounds came one after another.

"Father..."

The boy who stopped playing the guqin did not dare to look at the disappointed face in front of him, so he could only silently lower his head.

"No... No... your piano is not good at all... it's not a guqin at all, there is no emotional charm in it. You can't inherit my mantle at all. If you take it out, it will only make people laugh." The gray-bearded old man sighed and walked out of the room: "You don't have to go to the guqin competition. It's embarrassing to practice the piano at home. You don't require you to be similar in spirit, just look similar, but you can't even look similar. It's really..."

The old man finally left the room with an expression that he wanted to scold but couldn't bear to scold.

Only the boy was left in the room, gently caressing his guqin and laughing at himself.

"It seems that I really don't have the talent to play the piano... Our family has been well-known guqin players for three generations. Only I am almost 19 years old and still ordinary, and I can't even play it like a figure. Guqin, Guqin, it's really hard for you."

The young man gently stroked the black guqin in his hand, his thoughts were complicated and chaotic.

At this time, the door opened again, and an old lady with a smiling face and an old-fashioned face but still greasy and shiny hair came in. She sat down beside the bed and comforted her.

"Xiao Yi, don't pay attention to your father. He is just anxious. In fact, among his students, you are the best player... No one knows that if you don't really experience it, you can't play such feelings at all. Now, you should follow the steps and live your life well. Only after experiencing the ups and downs of life can you play a good music. This takes time to ferment."

Feng Yi was silent for a moment and said.

"But I... I heard that there is a Taoist priest who is about the same age as me in the next county. He can play the guqin sound that is more beautiful than me, and can even express his feelings perfectly, infecting all the audiences here. Why is he who is both young people, but I can't... I heard that he plays Chu Ge, which really plays the heroic end and tragic way of the King of Western Chu, and even more than that..."

As he said that, Feng Yi showed a look of yearning and respect, hoping that he could reach that level one day.

The old lady smiled and said, "Xiao Yi, these are just hearsays. Your father and I have heard of such rumors. A young man played Chu Ge in full. However, that is just a rumor. We have seen it with our own eyes and heard it with our own ears? You know, even your father cannot perfectly play the charm of Chu Ge. You know, he also experienced all kinds of things when he was young..."

Feng Yi hesitated for a moment and shook his head. This was just something he heard in the circle.

The old lady gently touched Feng Yi's head and said.

"Isn't this the right thing? The truth and falsehood need to be heard with our own ears and see with our own eyes. Nowadays, this society is too impetuous, and hype is endless. What we need to do is not to be deceived by falsehood. Even if this is true, don't lose your ambition and confidence because of this."

After hearing what the old lady said, Feng Yi's mood sootheed a little.

At this time, the old lady paused and said, "But from my experience, this is mostly... not real, the guqin, the rhyme of the guqin, and the taste of the guqin are not something that young people can play. You must experience it and experience it personally in order to truly play the guqin. The songs played without personally experienced it are false, even if there is rhyme, it is just a false rhyme, with nothing but spirit. Of course, maybe the young man who played the guqin had indeed experienced something more tragic and desolate than the end of the hero of the Western Chu King, so he could play such a song. After all, we don't know how others' life paths are... "

"Mom, I understand... I won't be too stubborn anymore. I will follow the steps, experience what I have experienced, and try to play the charm of the piano... I won't lose your face." Feng Yi agreed with a firm face.

The old lady smiled comfortably after hearing this, kissed Feng Yi's forehead and went out, and said.

"My parents are going to have a piano friend exchange meeting tonight, and I won't come back to cook tonight. You'll solve it yourself... By the way, you are not allowed to order takeout. It's useless to eat takeout..."

"I know, mom..." Feng Yi waved his hand and said goodbye to the old lady, with a happy smile on his face, enjoying the feeling of being moisturized by his mother's love.

Comfortable, warm as spring...

After the two old men left for 15 minutes, Feng Yi ordered a takeaway.

"Let's eat KFC today. I don't allow my parents to eat at home..."

Just as Feng Yi was licking his saliva, he suddenly saw someone else in the room.

The Taoist in the feather robe was covered with a layer of blur, as if it was there but not yet.

"Who are you!"

Feng Yi fell to bed in fear.

"Supreme Heavenly Lord, don't be nervous..." Li Yu smiled slightly.

"Aren't you nervous? How did you come in? Are you a human or a ghost..." Feng Yi's mouth twitched. It would be strange if there was one more person in the room.

Li Yu stood up and said, looking at the handsome and tall boy in front of him, with a handsome face and elegant temperament.

"I am not a ghost or a bad person... By the way, your name... is your current name Feng Yi?"

"Don't change the topic first. Who are you? I'm going to call the police! You're trespassing in a private house!" Feng Yi held his cell phone in his hand, as if he was trying to call the police, but his hands couldn't stop trembling.

"I am just here to repost some words. How to choose depends on yourself..." Li Yu paused and said, "Do you still remember this woman Ding Lian..."

"Ding Lian...Who is Ding Lian...Ding Lian...Ding Lian...This name is so familiar..."

Feng Yi murmured, who is Ding Lian...

...

【Mom, I want to eat candied haws.】

[Mom, I want to eat sesame paste tofu flower...I want to drink milk! I want to eat chocolate!]

[Dad! Good-looking! Lantern, good-looking!]

【I want to see the lanterns!】

In an instant, countless memories surged into my heart.

All the things that were forgotten on purpose or unintentionally were remembered.

As memories surged up, Feng Yi also lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly.

The air suddenly quieted for a moment, and Li Yu was silently waiting for Feng Yi's answer.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes.

In the huge piano room, only the sound of the breeze waving the strings.

In the end, Feng Yi said with a complicated look on his face.
Chapter completed!