Chapter 1505 Xia Waner Chapter 19

It has been six or seven years since Xia Wan'er last touched these elegant things. At first, it felt a little unreal.

She tried the tone with a few fingers and found some familiarity again.

This piano feels very good, without any problems such as resistance to fingers hitting the board. It can be seen that the owner also pays great attention to maintenance, and the strings are just the right degree of softness.

So what song should I play?

Xia Wan'er thought about it. The script did not write what song Yan Mumu played. But what we can know is that the background is that Liu Xixi, the granddaughter of Liu Taifu, has been ill since she accidentally fell into the water half a year ago. She can't see the light or see people. She has been looking for a miracle doctor but can't be cured. She can only stay in her boudoir every day.

Yan Mumu and Liu Xixi are close friends in the boudoir. She feels sorry for her, so she made an appointment with her to come and play the piano for her every three days, and chat with her through her door to relieve her fatigue.

From the day Liu Xixi agreed, Yan Mumu persisted for a full ten months until the male protagonist Liu Sheng cured Liu Xixi.

Xia Wan'er thought that Yan Mumu, who was concerned about her depressed, bored and impetuous friend at that time, would not play a happy song, and certainly not a song full of bitterness and hatred.

Xia Wan'er smiled slightly, and an interesting song came to her mind.

That was the song she used to tease Xia Lin, the little fool, when she was practicing how to be a rich lady every day, and the fool who would call her sister would often come to her yard, calling her sister on the left and on the right, begging her to play with him, and she would not stop even if she scolded her.

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Xia Wan'er's hand paused, and something cold seemed to fall on her face and sank into the strings.

She was stunned for a moment, and wiped the crystal from the corner of her eyes without expression.

Putting away her thoughts, she was about to start playing, when Simin's voice suddenly came from the side: "Xia Wan'er, what's wrong with you? Can you touch this guqin?"

Simin's voice was so loud that it attracted almost everyone's attention.

The fans outside the venue were far away, and they only knew that Xia Wan'er seemed to have done something bad. Many people immediately began to shout: "Xia Witch, get out of the entertainment industry!"

Ignoring those fans, Xia Wan'er glanced at Si Min. Although she didn't say anything, the coldness in her eyes had not yet faded.

This glance made Si Min's subsequent words choke in his throat.

The main disturbing sound disappeared, and Xia Wan'er lowered her eyes.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her, coating her with a layer of light fluorescence, and the person who was already beautiful and envied by everyone had a little more noble feeling.

The long eyelashes trembled like cicada wings, the delicate facial features were slightly worried, and the delicate jade fingers plucked the strings of the piano, and the fragmented piano sound actually touched everyone's heartstrings.

Assistant director Gu Yue specially found a suitable angle to capture Xia Wan'er's whole body in the picture.

She rarely listened to these guqin, guzheng, pipa, etc., and she didn't know whether Xia Wan'er's light fingering was right or wrong, and she didn't know whether the broken and dull sound of Xia Wan'er's playing was what the guqin should be played. It was just that from a passerby's perspective, it was still a bit amazing to watch it live.

These things left by our ancestors always make people feel a little bit helpless.

But what she didn't expect was that among the 150 million views, among the hundreds of comments cursing Xia Wan'er in one second, some words like "expert", "master level", and "refreshing cognition" would occasionally flash.

She was confused and was about to turn back, when suddenly, a local tyrant gave her a meteor shower worth 100,000 yuan, and the reward was for ten shows.

This is the most valuable gift in the live broadcast app. The other party was so generous just to dominate the screen with one sentence: "It sounds good, don't let anyone interrupt her."