Chapter 90 Surprised, Tang Yuehua actually said that to Muchen!
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San Nong Xian Ren
Chapter 90 Surprised, Tang Yuehua actually said that to Muchen!
Mu Chen stepped out, turned around and glanced at the partners in front of him, and asked, "Don't you think so too?"
Meng Yiran, Zhu Zhuqing and others looked at each other and nodded.
Mu Chen paused, and said: "A person, just having great strength is not enough. Humans are social animals and cannot live without the crowd. Humans are also a kind of wonderful creature. Many people in high positions, even The surface is strong, but the state of mind is full of desperation."
"How to use the art of language, how to walk between the strengths of all parties, how to defeat the opponent even without using soul power. This is a real strong man."
"When you are determined to become a strong person, it means that you have to learn more and become stronger."
"A strong person must learn to control everything about himself. Especially his emotions and aura. Yuexuan's study is not only about learning etiquette and music, but more importantly, the precise control of his own behavior."
"Remember, it's not scary to be a strong man who defeats others. What's scary is that he can even defeat himself."
Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Oscar, Ma Hongjun nodded slightly to Mu Chen.Out of trust in Muchen, he did not continue to question Muchen's training.
In Tang San's view, Mu Chen was the reincarnation of Tang Lan's old man, and it was even more impossible to doubt it.
As for Dai Mubai and Meng Yiran, seeing that everyone has no worries, they can only try to study for a while to see the effect.
Tang Yuehua was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Mu Chen in astonishment.The young man in front of her, who was used to settling things with money, gave her a little surprise.The young man in front of him knew Yuexuan so well.
One month later, with the moon rising three poles, Tang Yuehua originally wanted to take off her clothes and go to bed, recharge her energy, and better prepare for the arrival of tomorrow.
Suddenly, a piece of beautiful music floated into her room.
The beautiful music is like flying butterflies dancing in the air, like ding-dong springs flowing in the mountains, and sometimes, like bright stars, twinkling in the night sky.
Tang Yuehua can guarantee that this is a song she has never heard before.
Tang Yuehua put on her cloak, left the bed, followed the music, and walked out of the room.
"Hey, the sound disappeared."
Tang Yuehua's heart was filled with disappointment.Before finding the source of the sound, the music has disappeared.As a last resort, Tang Yuehua had no choice but to go back to her room and continue to sleep.
The next day, Tang Yuehua woke up early and walked leisurely in the academy.
While walking, Tang Yuehua saw a person standing on a tall building in front of him.From time to time, he raised his head, and from time to time he lowered his head.Out of curiosity, Tang Yuehua walked up to the high platform where that person was.
Tang Yuehua was stunned.
Thick ink, outline; light ink, foil; light color, rendering.Follow the stone steps that inexplicably extend from the clouds step by step, and slowly go up.Surrounded by lush and unknown small trees, they meander their bodies and rush towards places with light.Where the leaves of the mountain stream are hidden, the ancient and rustic house feet are faintly revealed, and the smoke from the kitchen spreads out leisurely from the gaps between the leaves.
In the distance, there is a mountain like a black long eyebrow, its feet are swallowed by clouds, but it is willing to let itself disappear in the dreamlike smoke cloud.The small bridge over the flowing water is clear and flexible after the rain.The needle-like drizzle mended the coat of the earth, but inadvertently stirred up the crystal laughter on the surface of the river.The people in the solitary boat just watched quietly, the water-blue satin-like river surface, or the distant mountain?
This is a painting on paper and a scene from afar.
"Who?"
The painter was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look behind him.Whispered: "Mrs. Yue?"
"Muchen?"
Tang Yuehua looked at the facial features of the painter, and was taken aback, looking at Mu Chen in surprise.Glancing at the paintings beside Mu Chen, he asked, "Can you still draw?"
Mu Chen nodded.
Tang Yuehua looked Mu Chen up and down again, and said in surprise, "Has your killing god domain been controlled?"
Mu Chen nodded, and said modestly: "These are all your cultivation."
Tang Yuehua gave up, and said: "You are being modest. In the past month, you have never attended a normal class of my Yuexuan. Are you relying on Huahua to control your emotions and aura?"
Mu Chen nodded and said, "I don't want to hide from Mrs. Yue, there is still music."
"music?"
Tang Yuehua said in astonishment: "As far as I know, you only took half a period of music class. Can you still play music?"
Mu Chen nodded and said, "I will play a song every night."
"night?"
Tang Yuehua thought in his heart, and asked, "Did you play the music last night?"
Mu Chen smiled and said, "Did it disturb your rest?"
Tang Yuehua frowned, and said earnestly: "Mu Chen, as a young man, he likes to brag and be a little arrogant, which is understandable. But I still suggest that you can get rid of this shortcoming. It is not a good character to brag in front of others."
Mu Chen laughed when he heard the words, and asked, "Do you think I'm bragging?"
Tang Yuehua glanced at Mu Chen's painting.
Tang Yuehua is not very proficient in painting, but he knows a thing or two.Mu Chen's attainments in painting, she is really very picky, and she can compete with those everyone.
Tang Yuehua nodded.In her opinion, Mu Chen is so outstanding in painting, and his cultivation is ahead of his peers. He is young and has limited energy.It must be impossible to have a master-level attainment in music.The piece of music last night was obviously a new piece of music.Only master-level masters can play it.
"Well, let me play a song for you." Muchen smiled.
Tang Yuehua's first impression of Mu Chen was good, and it was not a bad idea to play a song for Tang Yuehua.
With a thought, Mu Chen took out something from the storage soul guide.
Tang Yuehua looked at this thing with seven strings, and asked curiously: "What is this?"
"Qin." Muchen said.
"Qin?" Tang Yuehua looked even more puzzled.
"Like the harp, it is also a musical instrument." Mu Chen sat on the ground while talking.Putting the qin on his lap, with the jump of his fingers, the beautiful sound of the qin sounded.
"I planted a seed and it finally bears fruit and today is a great day."
"Take off the stars and give them to you, pull down the moon and give them to you, and let the sun rise for you every day."
"Become a candle and burn yourself, just to illuminate you, and give you everything I have, as long as you are happy."
"You make every tomorrow meaningful for me. Although life is short, I will love you forever, and I will never leave you."
"You are my little apple, I can never love you too much, your little red face warms my heart and lights up the fire of my life, blazing blazing!"
……
Following Mu Chen's playing, Tang Yuehua was stunned.Only then did she realize that the young man in front of her was really not bragging, but really awesome.
The wonderful sound played by a musical instrument that had never been seen before turned into musical notes, beating Tang Yuehua's heart.Tang Yuehua's old deer staggered, and under the exaggeration of Mu Chen's piano sound and libretto, he seemed to be more than ten years younger, returning to the age when he first fell in love.
As soon as the song fell, Tang Yuehua's face turned red.It's really a sinful fate in my heart.Her heart, which was already dusty, was actually moved by this young man who was ten years younger than her.
"You really played the song last night?" Tang Yuehua still asked in disbelief.
"Yes. Last night's song was called Cang Hai Yi Laugh. The song I played just now was called Little Apple. Do you still question me now?" Mu Chen asked with a smile.
Uh!
Tang Yuehua was confused, and looked at the young man in front of him in admiration.Not only in the field of painting, but also in the field of music, Mu Chen has reached the level of a master.Thinking of this, Tang Yuehua's eyes were blazing, and she asked expectantly, "Can you teach me?"
(End of this chapter)
Mu Chen stepped out, turned around and glanced at the partners in front of him, and asked, "Don't you think so too?"
Meng Yiran, Zhu Zhuqing and others looked at each other and nodded.
Mu Chen paused, and said: "A person, just having great strength is not enough. Humans are social animals and cannot live without the crowd. Humans are also a kind of wonderful creature. Many people in high positions, even The surface is strong, but the state of mind is full of desperation."
"How to use the art of language, how to walk between the strengths of all parties, how to defeat the opponent even without using soul power. This is a real strong man."
"When you are determined to become a strong person, it means that you have to learn more and become stronger."
"A strong person must learn to control everything about himself. Especially his emotions and aura. Yuexuan's study is not only about learning etiquette and music, but more importantly, the precise control of his own behavior."
"Remember, it's not scary to be a strong man who defeats others. What's scary is that he can even defeat himself."
Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Oscar, Ma Hongjun nodded slightly to Mu Chen.Out of trust in Muchen, he did not continue to question Muchen's training.
In Tang San's view, Mu Chen was the reincarnation of Tang Lan's old man, and it was even more impossible to doubt it.
As for Dai Mubai and Meng Yiran, seeing that everyone has no worries, they can only try to study for a while to see the effect.
Tang Yuehua was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Mu Chen in astonishment.The young man in front of her, who was used to settling things with money, gave her a little surprise.The young man in front of him knew Yuexuan so well.
One month later, with the moon rising three poles, Tang Yuehua originally wanted to take off her clothes and go to bed, recharge her energy, and better prepare for the arrival of tomorrow.
Suddenly, a piece of beautiful music floated into her room.
The beautiful music is like flying butterflies dancing in the air, like ding-dong springs flowing in the mountains, and sometimes, like bright stars, twinkling in the night sky.
Tang Yuehua can guarantee that this is a song she has never heard before.
Tang Yuehua put on her cloak, left the bed, followed the music, and walked out of the room.
"Hey, the sound disappeared."
Tang Yuehua's heart was filled with disappointment.Before finding the source of the sound, the music has disappeared.As a last resort, Tang Yuehua had no choice but to go back to her room and continue to sleep.
The next day, Tang Yuehua woke up early and walked leisurely in the academy.
While walking, Tang Yuehua saw a person standing on a tall building in front of him.From time to time, he raised his head, and from time to time he lowered his head.Out of curiosity, Tang Yuehua walked up to the high platform where that person was.
Tang Yuehua was stunned.
Thick ink, outline; light ink, foil; light color, rendering.Follow the stone steps that inexplicably extend from the clouds step by step, and slowly go up.Surrounded by lush and unknown small trees, they meander their bodies and rush towards places with light.Where the leaves of the mountain stream are hidden, the ancient and rustic house feet are faintly revealed, and the smoke from the kitchen spreads out leisurely from the gaps between the leaves.
In the distance, there is a mountain like a black long eyebrow, its feet are swallowed by clouds, but it is willing to let itself disappear in the dreamlike smoke cloud.The small bridge over the flowing water is clear and flexible after the rain.The needle-like drizzle mended the coat of the earth, but inadvertently stirred up the crystal laughter on the surface of the river.The people in the solitary boat just watched quietly, the water-blue satin-like river surface, or the distant mountain?
This is a painting on paper and a scene from afar.
"Who?"
The painter was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look behind him.Whispered: "Mrs. Yue?"
"Muchen?"
Tang Yuehua looked at the facial features of the painter, and was taken aback, looking at Mu Chen in surprise.Glancing at the paintings beside Mu Chen, he asked, "Can you still draw?"
Mu Chen nodded.
Tang Yuehua looked Mu Chen up and down again, and said in surprise, "Has your killing god domain been controlled?"
Mu Chen nodded, and said modestly: "These are all your cultivation."
Tang Yuehua gave up, and said: "You are being modest. In the past month, you have never attended a normal class of my Yuexuan. Are you relying on Huahua to control your emotions and aura?"
Mu Chen nodded and said, "I don't want to hide from Mrs. Yue, there is still music."
"music?"
Tang Yuehua said in astonishment: "As far as I know, you only took half a period of music class. Can you still play music?"
Mu Chen nodded and said, "I will play a song every night."
"night?"
Tang Yuehua thought in his heart, and asked, "Did you play the music last night?"
Mu Chen smiled and said, "Did it disturb your rest?"
Tang Yuehua frowned, and said earnestly: "Mu Chen, as a young man, he likes to brag and be a little arrogant, which is understandable. But I still suggest that you can get rid of this shortcoming. It is not a good character to brag in front of others."
Mu Chen laughed when he heard the words, and asked, "Do you think I'm bragging?"
Tang Yuehua glanced at Mu Chen's painting.
Tang Yuehua is not very proficient in painting, but he knows a thing or two.Mu Chen's attainments in painting, she is really very picky, and she can compete with those everyone.
Tang Yuehua nodded.In her opinion, Mu Chen is so outstanding in painting, and his cultivation is ahead of his peers. He is young and has limited energy.It must be impossible to have a master-level attainment in music.The piece of music last night was obviously a new piece of music.Only master-level masters can play it.
"Well, let me play a song for you." Muchen smiled.
Tang Yuehua's first impression of Mu Chen was good, and it was not a bad idea to play a song for Tang Yuehua.
With a thought, Mu Chen took out something from the storage soul guide.
Tang Yuehua looked at this thing with seven strings, and asked curiously: "What is this?"
"Qin." Muchen said.
"Qin?" Tang Yuehua looked even more puzzled.
"Like the harp, it is also a musical instrument." Mu Chen sat on the ground while talking.Putting the qin on his lap, with the jump of his fingers, the beautiful sound of the qin sounded.
"I planted a seed and it finally bears fruit and today is a great day."
"Take off the stars and give them to you, pull down the moon and give them to you, and let the sun rise for you every day."
"Become a candle and burn yourself, just to illuminate you, and give you everything I have, as long as you are happy."
"You make every tomorrow meaningful for me. Although life is short, I will love you forever, and I will never leave you."
"You are my little apple, I can never love you too much, your little red face warms my heart and lights up the fire of my life, blazing blazing!"
……
Following Mu Chen's playing, Tang Yuehua was stunned.Only then did she realize that the young man in front of her was really not bragging, but really awesome.
The wonderful sound played by a musical instrument that had never been seen before turned into musical notes, beating Tang Yuehua's heart.Tang Yuehua's old deer staggered, and under the exaggeration of Mu Chen's piano sound and libretto, he seemed to be more than ten years younger, returning to the age when he first fell in love.
As soon as the song fell, Tang Yuehua's face turned red.It's really a sinful fate in my heart.Her heart, which was already dusty, was actually moved by this young man who was ten years younger than her.
"You really played the song last night?" Tang Yuehua still asked in disbelief.
"Yes. Last night's song was called Cang Hai Yi Laugh. The song I played just now was called Little Apple. Do you still question me now?" Mu Chen asked with a smile.
Uh!
Tang Yuehua was confused, and looked at the young man in front of him in admiration.Not only in the field of painting, but also in the field of music, Mu Chen has reached the level of a master.Thinking of this, Tang Yuehua's eyes were blazing, and she asked expectantly, "Can you teach me?"
(End of this chapter)
