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Qinghuan sat down on the piano stool, a pair of white and slender fingers gently put on the black and white keys. With Qinghuan's fingers beating, a series of familiar and joyful melody overflowed from the girl's flying fingertips. Qinghuan's eyes closed slightly and her expression was intoxicated. Obviously, she was involved in the music.

It's like the clear spring in the mountain stream that makes the kingfisher sing. The girl's long fingers dance on the black and white keys. The music of the instrument sometimes turns melodious, just like a naughty spirit playing. Then the fairy opens its wings, and the feather caresses the cheek gently and slowly.

Just when you want to reach out and touch the naughty spirit, the spirit flutters its wings and flies away. The whole process is vivid and lively. After the first section is played, it enters the second section with faster rhythm. It is as if there are countless raindrops falling on the grass, and the blue lake is full of waves of water.

The sound of the piano weaves a beautiful fairyland, which makes people indulge in it.

This is the scene that Ning Yan outlined in his mind when he was writing. His strong insight and emotional input are all Qinghuan's musical talents.

This talent is not available to all.

"Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa." Shen Yinian, who wakes up from the dream woven by the sound of the piano, claps his hands excitedly and looks at Qinghuan's Apricot eyes with a smile. Without any jealousy, he sincerely and objectively evaluates: "dear, you are really wonderful. Uncle Ning played it once. You all remember that, not only that, but also there is no mistake in understanding emotion."

As the performer of this piece of music, Qinghuan is more excited than Shen Yinian. In the performance just now, she has a kind of immersive feeling. She is very familiar with teacher Ning's music. This song is not the work of a famous artist. It is her first time to listen to it. She suddenly realizes that this should be teacher Ning's new work, so she asks with expectation: "teacher Ning Does this piece have a name

Ning Yan eyes gently nodded: "have, call Qing Huan."

"Well?" Shen Yinian looks at Uncle Ning in amazement.

Qinghuan carefully tasted it. She didn't associate the name with herself. Instead, she said with a smile: "the taste of the world is Qinghuan."

This is a philosophical poem written by Su Shi of the Northern Song Dynasty. It is the "eye of poetry" of the whole poem, which gives people endless pondering. What is Qinghuan? Far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, away from the struggle of officialdom, forget fame and wealth, walk into the mountains and feel the simple life of the farmers, which is Qinghuan.

"Qinghuan" is a kind of light happiness, which is not big joy, carnival, nor greedy joy.

And the song just now, in artistic conception, has the same wonderful.

Qinghuan understood one, but did not know the other.

This song is a gift given to his daughter by Ning Yan as a father. He doesn't ask her to do anything but to grow up happily and healthily.

Those who did not have the opportunity to say the blessing, Ning Yan all wrote into the song.

This international music exchange of famous schools, located in Vienna, is known as the music capital of the world.

The school also arranged for some famous teachers and some students, but Qinghuan and Shen Yinian didn't know that they would be placed under the name of Ning Yan, who is a specially appointed teacher. Ning Yan asked for the name from the school.

Just when Qinghuan thought that his instrument was also a piano, Ning Yan pressed the remote control, and a door opened. Inside, there was a small antique hall, and the central area was covered by a delicate silk. Ning Yan motioned to Qinghuan to open the silk.

"Is this?" Qinghuan holds a silk hand tight, trembling fingertips to touch the texture of the body of the piano, some can not believe, "Fengming Qixian Qin."

It was made by a famous artist and sold for 7.6 million yuan at the auction last month. It looks like a phoenix tail. Its body is elegant. There are ice cracks and small water breaks on the back. It is beautiful and unique.

I didn't expect that the person who took this piano was teacher Ning.

"Yes." Ning Yan's face was full of loving smile. He also motioned Shen Yinian to uncover another one meter high silk. The silk fell down and entered into a splendid phoenix head konghou.

The phoenix head konghou, named after the head of a Phoenix, has a long history, beautiful shape, gorgeous decoration and soft tone.

"Uncle Ning." Shen Yinian's eyes are filled with amazement.

Qinghuan looked at the Fengming Qixian Qin in front of her, and the phoenix head konghou in front of Shen Yinian. Her eyes flashed with cunning light and said, "is it time for teacher Ning to ask me and Niannian to compete with students from other countries with Chinese music in the exchange meeting?"

Ning Yan nodded and his eyes were unabashed with admiration: "yes, as I said before, I saw your performance on the school anniversary of star University. They are very spiritual, so I invited several friends with more qualifications in national music to instruct you. As our next special training, do you have any comments?"

Qing Huan shook his head: "I have no problem."

"I don't mind." Shen Yinian agrees. They look at each other with a smile in their eyes.

When Yu Fei entered the special training time, he played with the bully of the Xu family for a while. He had a cancer attack. He walked to Xu ningzhou's villa with a Samoye. As a result, when Yu Fei saw Xu ningzhou learning cooking with his granduncle in his apron??Yu Fei rubbed his eyes. He was afraid he didn't wake up in a sleepwalk?

"Don't rub it. It's true." Teenage boy as like as two peas glutinous rice balls,

Xu Ningan, a little prince of the Xu family, is a good baby in front of the Qing Huan. This little is just like his elder brother Xu Ningzhou. It looks like a delicious Tangyuan, and it is cut black sesame stuffing.

So a big one a small pet squatting outside the kitchen, baby face Yu Xiaofei while smelling the smell of the air, while nagging: "why is braised pork ribs? I like sweet and sour spareribs. "

Little overlord bared his teeth: "braised spareribs are mine!"

"Go away, little boy." Yu Fei's big round eyes fell on Sun Jiayu's hand and felt that his mouth was about to flow out. "I know this is uncle Jiayu's specialty, jade shrimp!"

"But I think it's troublesome to eat shrimp. I like to eat prawns better than Nao." Little overlord wrinkled his baby's fat face and took off a small bun.

"Wang" once again means his own name.

Sun Jiayu will come here today. It is Xu ningzhou who asks him to teach him how to cook. Sun Jiayu smiles a little. He is tickled by the three little living treasures at the door. His whole body is shaking.

Xu ningzhou grabs a handful of garlic and comes to the kitchen door. His long legs cross the garbage can and points to one big and one small one. The big demon is ruthlessly squeezing them: "peel them clean."

Xu XIAOBAWANG Ningan raised his steamed bun face and protested: "you are employing child labor."

Yu Fei nodded: "yes! It's against the law

Xu ningzhou bent down and looked at the two steamed stuffed buns with a bad smile: "you are wrong."

He slowed down his speech and listened to the evil Lord slowly say, "I am bullying, oppressing, child and worker." Words fall straight waist, back to two people a dog, "speed, waiting for use."

A bolt from the blue!

You're not like that in front of the fairy sister!