Chapter 488 - Playing The Suona (2)
Chapter 488: Playing The Suona (2)
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Ling Ye carried an ancient zither with him in the car. When he took it out, the elegant and ancient style of it stunned many people.
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The people only knew that he hadn’t high attainments in piano, but at this moment, they were curious about how far he had advanced in playing the ancient zither.
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Xiang Yi took out her own three-string bandore.
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The ancient zither was black and embellished with patterns that were painted on with a brush and red lacquer. The bandore was rather exquisite as both sides of its body were covered with snake skin.
Both instruments had an ancient charm.
Meanwhile, the suona that Qin Wanyan pulled out was exquisitely crafted by Tian Zhi. The mouth was golden in color and there was a large red silk cloth tied to the top.
It looked… very festive.
Qin Wanyan tried to secretly pull off that red cloth, only to meet Tian Zhi’s sorrowful gaze. “Child, this is so beautiful ! Why is it that you just can’t understand my aesthetics and beauty standards!?!”
“…” She said with a fake smile, “Master, I like it, I was trying to organize it.”
“Let me do it.” Tian Zhi volunteered, went up and removed the large red silk cloth. He thought about it and re-tied it into a fluffy bow.
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‘Yeah, she’s a little girl, she should like it like this.’
Little did he know that Qin Wanyan had already cursed him numerous times.
‘What kind of a bow is this? It’s really ugly!’
She hated Ling Ye. There were clearly so many musical instrument skill cards in the system store. Yet, he recommended her to choose the [Suona card], which she felt was a deliberate trap for her.
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However, she was confused again when she met Ling Ye’s innocent and flawless gaze.
‘Perhaps, Ling Ye is purely just kindhearted?’
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With all the complicated feelings intertwined in her heart, she heard Tian Zhi say, “In this case, let’s play ‘Carrying the Sedan Chair’. Shi Sui ah, stop fiddling with the fish and come out to listen! This song is festive!”
After Shi Sui heard the sound, he wiped his hands and came out from the kitchen.
When he saw that the girl’s hair was slightly messy around her ears, he took a big step forward and fished out a hairpin with a bow from his pocket, which he then used to pinned the loose strands of hair for her.
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Xiang Yi licked the corner of her mouth uncomfortably and said, “… thanks.”
Shi Sui chuckled and said, “You’re welcome.”
Qin Wanyan was vexed and disgruntled.
Xiang Yi’s butterfly knot was like a scene from an idol drama.
Hers was like a scene from a village drama!
Gritting her teeth, Qin Wanyan plucked up the courage and picked up the large suona.
‘I’m the one who can get a perfect life.’
‘A mere Xiang Yi is nothing!’
‘That stupid bastard must not even know what transmigration is!’
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At the same time, Ling Ye and Xiang Yi played the prelude. The tone of the ancient zither was like high mountains an flowing water, deep and distant, while the three-stringed bandore was thick and clear like a gel.
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In terms of timbre alone, both of them are not really suitable for this piece, but after their delicate and skillful interpretation, they gave off a unique vibe.
The netizens who were full of praises, began to leave comments too:
—— [Wow, this tune is so melodious!]
—— [Xiang Yi and this young boy have such good chemistry. The two of them are like soul mates when it comes to music.]
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—— [Jiang Jijiu, What about me? It’s obviously a story of three people, but I don’t deserve a name? /smile/smile]
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…
However, the moment Qin Wanyan puffed up her cheeks and blew the suona…
Nothing could be heard anymore at the moment, be it the plucking of the ancient zither, or the slide of the three-string bandore.
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Their ears were filled with the shocking penetrative sounds of the rogue of instruments, the Suona.
In particular, the cameraman deliberately gave a close-up shot of Qin Wanyan.
On the screen, Qin Wanyan puffed out her cheeks and shook her head as she played.
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Qin Wanyan’s loyal fans: ????
‘Where is our little fairy?’
‘I just-just suddenly want to stop being a fan of hers….’