Xianyu Infrastructure, I have a lot of troops in my hands

Xie Xian was immersed in her own thoughts. She hadn't felt so happy in a long time. This was the 94 version of "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber", which made her blood boil when she watched it as a child.

The mood of this song perfectly fits the TV series and it is a masterpiece in the hearts of their generation.

The people behind him stared blankly. They were so shocked by the song.

Compared with the excitement on Zuo Ci's face, Zuo Wei's face was conflicted, and he looked even more helpless when he looked in the direction of his friend.

Ji Yuanyi's eyes were shining with surprise, and he was glad that he came today, otherwise he would have missed a good song.

As for Xie Xian, he was even more certain. No wonder the daughter of the Xie family was so different from the others. Although she was a noble lady from an aristocratic family, she was bold and free-spirited. How could such a person be constrained by secular ethics?

This song is exactly what Xie Xian has in mind. People in the martial arts world are no different from this.

Haha, good, good, good, he has made Ji Yuanyi his friend. This song really suits him very well.

He strode forward, cupped his hands and said, "Xie Xian, can you teach me this song?"

When Xie Xian looked up, she saw Ji Yuanyi in front of her, dressed in a Confucian robe, with a shaved beard and a bamboo hairpin in his bun.

His eyebrows were like distant mountains, his nose was high, and his bright eyes were staring at him intently.

Xie Xian suddenly saw a handsome man close to her face and was a little dazed. After taking a closer look, she recognized that it was Ji Yuanyi!

A thousand horses were running wildly through my heart. The sloppy white-skinned uncle has transformed into a handsome guy with deep eyebrows and eyes.

I was so shocked. I almost broke someone's hand two days ago. Xie Xian was rolling on the ground with anger in her heart, but she looked surprised for a moment and then nodded slowly.

What can she do? As a person who loves beauty, Xie Xian has always been tolerant of beauties.

But when Ji Yuanyi began to study seriously, Xie Xian realized the value of this great Confucian talent and disciple of the Bamboo Saint, and she understood the lyrics after reading them once.

He memorized most of the guzheng's scale by scanning it with his hand, then played the strings with his left hand. In less than a cup of tea, Ji Yuanyi began to play fluently.

As expected, who could compete with the male version of Sword Like Dream? Ji Yuanyi’s voice was clear and his breath was strong. He also handled the climax very well. Xie Xian felt very happy and wondered if she should do another difficult part. It would be a waste to not use such a good voice!

She was calculating in her mind, but she didn't notice the serious look on Zuo Wei's face.

Zuo Wei, as a good friend of Ji Yuanyi, knows him too well. Ji Yuanyi comes from a prominent family and has been gifted since childhood, but he has an open mind and cannot stand being constrained.

But he had the same problem as his junior fellow apprentice Xie An, with whom he got along the most, that is, they both loved music and easily projected their own emotions into the music.

When he sings a song, he can personally feel the characters in the song, their joys, sorrows, anger and happiness. Therefore, as ancient people with rich emotions, it is easy for them to express their feelings deeply.

Zuo Wei stroked his forehead. Cui Jia Dalang just passed away yesterday, and today is his good friend. It is another day when he wants to resign.

There are many noble ladies who admire young knights in fine clothes and on vigorous horses, and there are also many men who admire heroic female knights.

Before my eyes, every time he sang, "Who will share life and death with me", Ji Yuanyi's eyes became more and more bright and charming.

Xie Xian only felt her cheeks slightly hot, and then nodded encouragingly. "You sing well. Teach me a few more songs." Then this human-shaped jukebox will be ready, and it can even provide its own accompaniment.

The two people's train of thought are completely on different channels, but the teaching is practical. Xie Xian feels that in ancient times, everyone was a talented person, having a photographic memory was a standard, and they were all top students. The ancients were not deceiving me.

After chatting for an entire afternoon, Xie Xian had already exhausted her limited knowledge of piano music.

Ji Yuanyi became happier and happier as they talked. He was surprised that there could be such a knowledgeable woman in the world. No matter what he said, Xie Xian could always reply with a few words. Although some of her remarks did not quite fit in with the current format, they often brought him surprises from unexpected directions.

Apart from Zuo Wei, Xie Xian was the only person who could make him feel relaxed physically and mentally when sitting and talking with her. "Ah Xian, it's a pity that we met too late." Ji Yuanyi said affectionately.

Xie Xian rubbed her arms, her smile a little stiff, "Thank you for the compliment." What's wrong with this guy? He was quite normal in the morning, but acted weird in the afternoon.

She didn't understand that for the ancients, in just thirty or forty years, after satisfying their material pursuits, celebrities began to pay more and more attention to spiritual pursuits. They gathered together to discuss, study Laozi and Zhuangzi, and the Book of Changes, pay attention to individuality, and satisfy the sublimation of their own spiritual world.

The celebrities of this era have two major characteristics: love of wisdom and deep affection.

I like smart people, like to be around smart people, and I like to chase stars, those famous poets and writers. Their social circles are as wide as those of today's big stars.

Deep love means loving mountains, water, and beautiful scenery. For friends who can resonate with each other spiritually, it is more important than what a wife sees.

Du Fu was a crazy fan of Li Bai. They slept together in the autumn and walked hand in hand in the day.

As a disciple of Confucianism, Ji Yuanyi possesses all these characteristics. So when faced with Xie Xian, who has even greater talent in music, Ji Yuanyi is inevitably attracted to her.

There are noble ladies from aristocratic families, beautiful maids and concubines, and those who have inherited my descendants. There are only two or three people who can understand my heart.

Xie Xian didn't care much about the gradually narrowing distance between them. As they became more and more familiar with each other, Xie Xian felt more and more pressured. The topics jumped one after another, and chatting with people had never been so difficult before.

Then I urgently summoned Qingdai to get some food. I still don’t believe that I can’t shut your mouth.

"This soup is delicious!" Ji Yuanyi exclaimed.

Xie Xian said: "When it comes to seafood, the word 'fresh' should be emphasized. As long as it is fresh enough, just sprinkle some salt on it and it will be flavorful." It is eaten in its original flavor.

"Ah Xian also knows how to cook soup?"

"Understand a little!"

"What a virtuous woman!"

Xie Xian: .......MD, I think you are scolding me. If it weren't for his beautiful face, she would have flipped the table.

Don't you talk when you eat or when you sleep? Where's your aristocratic demeanor? I've been talking all morning, and I'm tired even if you're not!

She could see that since this guy changed his skin, he has gone from one extreme to another, from a sharp-tongued man at the beginning to a love-brained man who would act out the show of deep love anytime and anywhere. She only wanted to say one thing: deep well ice.

One of them looked disgusted while the other was reluctant to leave, which made the two brothers of the Zuo family twitch their lips.

"Brother, is your good friend really a disciple of the Bamboo Saint?" This is too unreliable! Zuo Ci said.

"I'm a very passionate person. Except for my brain, everything else is fine!" Zuo Wei's face was calm and it didn't matter. After all, he had already lost face, so there was nothing to worry about.