Chapter 134 Ye Wanlan: It’s me [2 updates]
At this moment, the silent background sound was filled with the pipagiant again.
“Zhengzheng—”
As the two sounds fell, the listener pulled into the world depicted by the pipagiant.
First there was a small bridge and flowing water, slowly and silently, and then the tone was raised, as if a stream had split the mountains and tilted down.
In a blink of an eye, there was an open road, and the huge city gate opened, and what caught my eye was the prosperous thousand-year-old capital Fengyuan.
The lights of thousands of homes are in full bloom.
The pavilions and lofts are magnificent.
In an instant, an ancient and powerful dynasty slowly bloomed in front of the audience with the pipagiant.
[It''s a new song! So good! 】
[Wait, which song is this? It sounds a bit familiar...]
[Qingpingle! It’s definitely Qingpingle. Believe me. As soon as I finished music class, the music teacher played this pipa song! 】
[Oh my God, it’s really Qingpingle! 】
Qing Pingle is not the most difficult song among the Pipa songs, but its status, cultural and historical value are of extraordinary significance.
Princess Yongning composed the music and Ning Zhaozong wrote the lyrics, which are powerful symbols of Daning''s national strength.
[The crew of "Qianqiusui" is too grand. How much money does it take to invite the pipa player who knows this song. 】
[Only three masters in China have played this song in public, but there should be many hidden masters, right? 】
[One person’s blood letter asks the crew to hold a concert! I can listen to Qingpingle ten times! 】
[It turns out that what our ancestors are still meaningful! 】
In just fifteen minutes of publicity meeting, it directly occupied the top five in the entertainment list.
#Princess Yongning, Qingpingle#
#Qianqiusui crew''s big deal#
#Intangible Cultural Heritage, Pipa Song#
At the same time, Ye Wanlan received the popularity data reported to her by the crew.
[Ye Wanlan]: Let the crew act in a low-key manner from the next month to two months.
[Cheng Qingli]: Sister Lan, don’t you promote it again?
[Ye Wanlan]: No, the popularity of the two incidents is enough. If you continue to promote it, it will backfire and increase the audience''s boredom. A TV series depends on excellent plots and actors, and publicity is second.
[Cheng Qingli]: I understand, Sister Lan!
[Cheng Qingli]: In addition, the Public Relations Department discovered traces of the navy and is making the following comments, forcibly changing the direction of public opinion, and is under emergency handling.
Ye Wanlan clicked on the screenshot that Cheng Qingli sent to her, and his pupils narrowed.
[The Qianqiusui crew is taking advantage of the ancients again. Is Qingpingle related to the drama Qianqiusui? Just ask the pipa master to play it? 】
[That is, you are shooting a fictional novel, not Princess Yongning, why are you taking advantage of it! 】
[The crew of Qianqiusui really lost the goodwill. Not long after the filming started, they started to promote it. Don’t be too ugly to be filmed at that time, even if the filming was particularly ugly, it would not be able to become a star. 】
Ye Wanlan''s eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, and he turned off the picture.
After taking over Shengshi Entertainment for two weeks, she also knew that this kind of thing was the norm in the entertainment industry, and the public relations department would have corresponding technicians to deal with it.
The sound of the pipa was pleasant and pleasant, and Yan Tingfeng slowly turned his head and looked at the girl.
She had a calmness that was not suitable for her age, but there was a kind of vigor and a young and crazy relationship between her eyebrows and eyes.
Ye Wanlan was already keen, so naturally he could not notice Yan Tingfeng''s gaze. She also turned her head: "What''s wrong?"
Yan Tingfeng''s eyes were full of inquiry, but his phoenix eyes bent a little and smiled a little: "I heard Miss Ye''s guqin last time, but I didn''t expect that Miss Ye''s pipa was even three points better than the guqin."
"actually-"
"What actually?"
"I like Erhu the most." Ye Wanlan smiled lazyly, "If you like to listen, I can also tell you if I have time."
The full name of Erhu is Erxian Huqin, and it is also one of the important classical instruments in China.
The reason why she likes Erhu is also very simple. She puts on sunglasses and puts a bench on the side of the road and sits on it, so she can pull it all day long.
Because most people will regard her as a blind person and will not disturb her.
Yan Tingfeng''s eyes softened, but the color of exploration deep in the bottom of his pupils became stronger and stronger. He chuckled, "Okay."
After a pause, he said casually: "The Erhu needs deeper skills. It cannot be practiced without ten or eight years."
"Ten and eight years are just starting, and this time is just a solid practice of basic skills." Ye Wanlan looked at him calmly, very calm, "So I will continue to study."
"Learning is endless. Only by constantly learning can you become stronger." Yan Tingfeng stood up, "I have something to do, so I won''t disturb Miss Ye''s rest."
Ye Wanlan nodded: "See you for dinner."
She got up and prepared to go to wash and change her clothes.
"Although there is no blood on the dagger, it smells of blood." His gentle voice came from behind her ears, "Miss Ye, be careful."
"Thank you for your reminder." Ye Wanlan''s expression remained unchanged.
Yan Tingfeng blinked, left the room and closed the door.
The next second, the smile in his eyes and lips had been completely curled, and even the tips of his eyebrows were cold.
It makes people feel that the gentle appearance of the past is just an illusion.
He turned and went down the steps: "How?"
"Young master, the brothers in the 723rd game said those young people didn''t fall into a trap at all." Binghe scratched his head, "Especially one of the most injured people, who had a knife or two holes in his abdomen, which was too cruel!"
Yan Tingfeng listened quietly, neither saying nor saying anything. Binghe spoke tentatively: "Young master, is this Miss Ye..."
"Um."
"Ah?! Then, what do you think of that young master? Miss Ye..."
Yan Tingfeng laughed softly, "I can''t see through."
These four words shocked Binghe, and his hair stood up in an instant.
"She is very interesting, I will continue to observe." Yan Tingfeng thought.
Even if he threw down a few of the matters in his hands, he would stay with Ye Wanlan.
People who he cannot see through will inevitably be extremely dangerous.
**
The sun is thin and the west is melting gold.
The last ray of sunset slowly peeled off the earth, and the sun completely sank.
Professor Xue specially called Ye Wanlan to come again and told her about some matters about entering the mountain tomorrow.
"This one is packed, this is a special sound transmission device." Professor Xue looked serious, "The signal sometimes does not exist, but as long as the two parties holding this device are within a radius of 100 meters, they can contact each other."
Ye Wanlan nodded.
"Miss Ye." Yan Tingfeng suddenly spoke, his voice was very soft, "I need to pull the corner of your clothes after entering the mountain. There will be wind and sand in the next few days, and I may not be able to see the road clearly."
Ye Wanlan turned his head and looked at him for three seconds: "Yes."
"Puff-" Finally someone couldn''t hold it in, so he laughed out loud.
Yan Tingfeng looked at the laughing master indifferently.
He is a very young man, about twenty years old, with extremely handsome appearance, with a sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a lazy and lazy dress.
Yan Tingfeng: "Xiang Lefeng."
"It''s okay, there''s really nothing." Xiang Lefeng smiled, "The road here is really hard to recognize, especially after entering Yanshan, whether it''s a compass or other equipment, it will fail."
Professor Xue nodded repeatedly: "You two must not be separated. Xiao Yan, Xiao Xiang, as men, you must protect Wan Lan."
Yan Tingfeng nodded and smiled.
"Wanlan, come here, I''ll get you other equipment." Professor Xue said, "There is another notebook that records some things about Yanshan, and you should also check it out."
Ye Wanlan left with Professor Xue.
"If others get lost, it''s because others can''t do it, but you Yan Tingfeng?" Xiang Lefeng shook his head, "Even if you go to outer space, you won''t get lost. Why are you so bad and lying to the little girl?"
Yan Tingfeng looked casual: "So?"
Xiang Lefeng looked very winked: "I dare not, there is no such thing."
He couldn''t beat the man in front of him, so he chose to hide.
"But I heard that you took away my cousin''s collection a while ago?" Xiang Lefeng raised his eyebrows, "He is a wealthy slave, and you are not afraid that he will chase you."
"It seems that your news is not synchronized." Yan Tingfeng''s voice was faint, "I gave him the Dragon Shaped Pear."
"What?!" Xiang Lefeng jumped up suddenly, "You give him the dragon-shaped pendant? Why don''t you give me?"
The dragon-shaped pendant was also a part of the Xiang royal family, but it was given to the Supreme Master of the martial arts world at that time - the master of Shenxiao Tower.
Such antiques are definitely the ultimate temptation for those with their surname Xiang.
"You?" Yan Tingfeng turned his head, "Do you have pieces of the golden silk black iron armor of King Yan?"
Xiang Lefeng choked: "Although I don''t have one, I can go and look for it."
"Yeah." Yan Tingfeng refused to say anything, "It''s not too late to talk about it when you find it."
"Why did you think of collecting the golden silk black iron armor of King Yan?" Xiang Lefeng frowned, a little puzzled, "You are not Xiang, and you have never been interested in antiques."
Yan Tingfeng: "As you said."
Xiang Lefeng: "?"
What did he say?
Yan Tingfeng''s smile was soft, but his eyes were sharp like a blade: "Lie the little girl."
Xiang Lefeng: “…”
He was wrong, he was really wrong.
He was a mean mouth and slapped himself.
**
Here, Professor Xue handed over all the prepared things to Ye Wanlan and said, "Old Fu will come back today. Then we will go in together. Oh, Cao Cao is here, Lao Fu, come here!"
Professor Fu''s face was covered in dust and walked over with dust. He poured himself a big glass of water before he took a breath.
"Slow down, slow down, don''t choke." Professor Xue hurriedly said, "Look at you, why are you tired like this dog?"
"Can you speak? Ah?" Professor Fu was so angry, "I understand, you must be jealous of the last time I met a historical genius in Jiangcheng."
"Didn''t you say that this historical genius is fake?" Professor Xue was not willing to be outdone. "You told me that you heard the principal of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School tell you a lot of **** gossip. This historical genius is a substitute, and there are white moonlight and so on. Are you embarrassed to lose it?"
"Professor Fu, Professor Xue." Ye Wanlan suddenly spoke out.
The two professors looked back at her.
Ye Wanlan''s voice was calm: "The person you are talking about is me."
Professor Xue:? ? ?
Professor Fu:? ? ?
See you tomorrow~
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(This chapter ends)