Rebirth of the supernatural sword emperor

Jiang Nan looked over and saw a shop with a big guitar on the sign to his right. "Red Dance Square"

The four people walked into the store. In an area of ​​​​200 square meters, there were rows of display cabinets with various musical instruments. The store is in a bustling area, and the store alone sells hundreds of thousands of dollars every year.

It seems that the owner of this store is not an ordinary person in the county.

Just as a few people were looking at the instruments around them, a clear female voice suddenly said, "Excuse me, how can I help you?"

Jiang Nan was stunned for a moment when he turned around. The person who came seemed to be familiar to him. It was Liu Zijie, the girl he saw at Zhang Sen's house who made him feel disgusted.

Liu Zijie was stunned for a moment when she saw it was Jiang Nan. She was moved at first by Jiang Nan's appearance, and then thought of the scene when Jiang Nan and Zhang Sen ignored her that day, and couldn't help but look at Jiang Nan angrily.

Jiang Nan glanced at Liu Zijie inexplicably. It seemed that he had never provoked her.

Suddenly the atmosphere between the few people was a little strange. "Ah, what a coincidence, um, why are you here?" Jiang Nan said awkwardly, looking at Liu Zijie who was glaring at him.

"Why can't I be here? This store is opened by my family!" Liu Zijie looked at Jiang Nan with a sneer on her face and said.

Jiang Nan didn't bother to argue with her. He looked at the three girls who were looking at the musical instruments and stopped talking. Jiang Nan's temperament in his previous life was like this. He didn't take hard or soft words, and he would hide away from troubles as long as they were not his own.

Yuan. If you don’t like me, just let me disappear!

Liu Zijie glanced at Jiang Nan, then turned around to greet the three girls. Jiang Nan was also happy and leisurely, taking out his mobile phone to read the news on the website.

Just as Jiangnan was laying down his gun again in silence for the Arab scarf man who had been repeatedly ravaged by Uncle Tom for several years, a burst of music suddenly came to his ears.

Jiang Nan looked up and saw Li Shihan sitting in front of a piano, playing with concentration, his hands flying like elves on the black and white keys. Listening to the sound, he definitely had profound piano skills.

When the song ended, "Wow!" the customers who were choosing musical instruments applauded. This was dedicated to Li Shihan who was sitting in front of the piano at a loss.

"Brother Jiangnan, Shihan plays the piano very well, right? She has passed the tenth level of piano! By the way, there is a guqin over there. Don't you know how to play the guqin? Go and have a look!" Wang Menger ran to Jiangnan and pulled her.

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Jiang Nan and Wang Menger walked to a guqin. There were only three or four guqins in the entire guqin area. Maybe it was because they were not popular. The guqins had been wiped very clean and there should be dedicated personnel to take care of them.

Jiang Yu and Li Shihan also gathered around. Jiang Yu looked at Jiang Nan, who was sitting next to the guqin, with complicated eyes.

According to his own memory, Jiang Nan should be just an otaku waiting to die. It was Jiang Nan's inaction, but under the unknown background at home, Jiang Yu was completely disappointed with Jiang Nan.

Sometimes being ordinary is a mistake. Who can tell clearly? With all the different aspects of life in this world, even a saint has to sigh: "Ask in the morning and die in the evening."

"He must be just pretending!" Jiang Yu thought secretly.

It was not only Jiang Yu who had the same idea as Jiang Yu, but also Liu Zijie who had been observing for a long time. Liu Zijie looked at Jiang Nan sitting next to the guqin and sneered in his heart, "What an idiot. Can ordinary people touch such a thing as the guqin? It's just...

Bringing humiliation to oneself.”

The guqin has been around since ancient times. The ancestor Fuxi was a master of qin. Shun designated the five-stringed qin as the qin. King Wen imprisoned him in Chaoge, thinking of his son Boyi Kao. He added one string and named it Wenxian. King Wu defeated Zhou and added one string as the qin.

Wu Xian. Also known as lyre

In ancient times, there were more than a thousand ways to play the guqin, but today there are only a few dozen commonly used fingering methods, such as the right hand's wiping, picking, hooking, ticking, hitting, picking, breaking, and holding (the "eight right-hand methods"), wheel, and plucking.

, thrust, pinch, lock, such as one, roll, whisk, double flick, etc., up and down of the left hand, advance and retreat, retreat, chant, 猱,稨, kneel with fingers, pick up, carry up, claw up, hit, etc.,

Lead, full support, half support, dirty, hook, finger turn, rope bell, etc.

The sound of the piano is relatively melodious, and any amount of force on the fingers can destroy the entire piece of music. It is extremely difficult. In ancient times, a person's proficiency in piano skills could be regarded as a good or bad character.

Today's young people pursue fashion, and many people learn musical instruments, but they are usually Western instruments such as guitars and violins. The only classical instruments are flute, Xiao, erhu, etc. There are many people who can play the guqin. If you are good at it, you will be better in this society.

Very few.

Jiang Nan smiled incredulously, sat in front of the guqin and slowly closed his eyes, placing his hands on the strings.