Chapter 199 (1/2)

Chapter 199: Chapter 199. He was always thinking about the little ones

“The flute is the oldest Han musical instrument found so far. It is also one of the most representative Chinese musical instruments.”

“Most of the flutes are made of bamboo. There are also stone flutes and jade flutes.”

“Chinese musical instruments have their own unique charm. The music played by traditional instruments such as the guqin, chime bells, flute, Xiao, and guzheng can not be replaced by other musical instruments.”

Ning Fei stood in the courtyard, took out the jade flute, and explained.

After finishing his carpentry work in the afternoon, Ning Fei took a hot bath and changed into the Sun and moon robe. His whole body felt refreshed.

At this moment, he was standing in the courtyard with a purple, crystal-clear flute in his hand. A gust of autumn wind blew over, and the hem of his clothes and long sleeves fluttered a few times.

This scene was a bit like the appearance of an expert in a wuxia novel.

Then, Ning Fei held the flute with both hands and held it in front of his chest. He slowly put the flute to his lips.

His breath moved slightly, and a melodious flute melody floated out.

“Abbey Dean Ning knows musical instruments?”

“I’m completely convinced. Is there anything he doesn’t know?”

“Very strong. I offered my knee again.”

“Don’t tell me. This tune is pretty good.”

......

“Is there anyone who can explain what kind of tune this is?”

The netizens were discussing animatedly. It was obvious that they were shocked by Ning Fei’s sudden talent.

Ning Fei had just obtained his skills and flute, and he was very relaxed. That was why he wanted to play the flute to ease his mood.

Playing was a very good way of entertainment.

There were some people who liked to play the guitar and the piano, and when they played, they would get a sense of pleasure.

Ning Fei found that he also liked to play.

Melodious music was played by his own breath, and this feeling was particularly wonderful.

When he closed his eyes, he felt as if he had created a world of music.

Coincidentally, Ning Fei had seen some kunqu and opera scores before. He knew some music knowledge, but he was not very proficient, and could only remember the scores.

Now was the time to play it.

[ kunqu Xiaotian ] : “Let me make it clear. Abbey Dean Ning is playing one of the kunqu classics, The Peony Pavilion, ‘Dream in the Garden’.”

[ ban Zhao ] : “That’s right, it’s the peony pavilion. Abbey Dean Ning is playing the flute. It’s a flute technique that got its name from playing kunqu.”

“Amazing, it’s all-powerful.”

“It’s very nice.”

At this moment, Zhou Xiaoxun and Zhang Xiaofeng had just arrived at the entrance of Qingfeng Temple.

“There seems to be a sound inside?”Zhang Xiaofeng pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

“It’s the sound of a musical instrument! Abbey Dean Ning is playing a musical instrument? It seems to be an orchestra. It should be a flute!”Zhou Xiaoxun was experienced and knowledgeable, so he gave his judgment.

“Abbey Dean Ning can play the flute?”Zhang Xiaofeng widened his eyes and said in surprise.

“I don’t know either. I’ve never heard of it when I watched his live broadcast before,”Zhou Xiaoxun answered.

“Then what should we do? Should we knock?”

“Let’s listen to it for a while. It’s not polite to interrupt others’performance.”

After discussing it, the two of them sat outside the Qingfeng Temple and listened to the melodious melody.

Ning Fei played a complete piece of music.

The kunqu opera, the Peony Pavilion, described the love story between Du Liniang and Liu Mengmei, reflecting the young man and woman’s pursuit of a free love life.

He played music. Some people did not like the opera and the singing of the opera, but just listening to the background music of the opera could also make people feel some resonance.

Under his playing, the netizens seemed to see du Liniang’s tactful attitude change.

Playing “The Peony Pavilion”was just Ning Fei trying to sing the flavor of kunqu opera to experience the subtle love experience.

Then, Ning Fei played another song that he liked better — xu Shangao’s “Between the mountains and rivers”.

This kind of tune also won the praise of everyone.

The popularity of the live broadcast room was very high.

For some people, listening to songs was only secondary. After all, there were so many good songs in the music software.

The key was to look at people.

A handsome Taoist priest dressed in a long robe played the jade flute. The autumn wind blew the fallen leaves around him. This kind of artistic conception was impossible to see normally.

It simply satisfied all the fantasies of some young girls toward the ancient style.

The bullet screen was densely packed.