"Chen, did you see someone you know?"
"Err … Did you see her?"
"I saw you walk to the table in the corner," Fali said.
"Yes, James's ex-wife," Chen Zhao said. "So I went over to say hi."
Fali knew Chen Zhao too well. He definitely wouldn't greet his friend's ex-wife.
There were only two possibilities for him to go over. One was a friend, and the other was an enemy.
"Fali, do you like the smell here?"
"Yes, it's really good."
Chen Zhao also thought that it was good, but it wasn't to the point where he had to come.
In fact, the underlings in their house might not be much worse than the chefs here.
However, the environment here was indeed very good.
It was nice to eat here once in a while.
Gerlyn was already asleep in the cradle.
Marina's Restaurant provided many services, such as the cradle.
Actually, most famous restaurants didn't just provide food to their customers. They also provided other additional services.
It was already late when they got home, but Fali didn't plan on sleeping yet. She swam in Mirror Lake with Chen Zhao.
Actually, the water temperature was still a bit low for Fali.
However, an appropriate low water temperature was good for the body's blood circulation.
When the body felt low temperature, it would speed up the blood flow to increase the body's temperature.
It was also good for the fetus in the body.
"Fali, can I ask you a question?"
"What?"
"I have a friend with a really, really high status," Chen Zhao said. "He really, really doesn't like Christmas. I don't know if I should give him a present for Christmas."
"Like Steven?"
"You can't imagine him as a president, right?" Chen Zhao said.
"I see." Fali thought about it. "Then why are you considering giving him a present?"
"Because I think that since I've prepared a present for all my friends, I'll feel sorry if I don't give him one. I don't want to treat any friend differently."
"Then give it."
"But he doesn't like Christmas."
"You're not giving him a present because he's your friend," Fali replied.
"That's true." Chen Zhao nodded. "But what should I give him?"
Chen Zhao was troubled. "It's fine as long as it's a thoughtful gift," Fali said. "Just like other friends, it doesn't have to be expensive or match his status."
Fali thought for Chen Zhao too. The two came out of the lake and entered the living room.
Fali saw the zither in the living room. "Oh, play a song for your friend."
"But I won't."
"There are still a few days before Christmas. You can use these days to practice a song."
Thinking about it, Chen Zhao realized that he was asking for trouble by asking Fali this question.
However, since Fali had already said that, Chen Zhao felt that he would feel sorry if he didn't give that friend a song.
Alright, I'll take advantage of these few days to practice a song.
He took out the music sheet that the music shop owner had given him in Montreal.
The first page of the score was a limerick.
His fourth finger is firmly planted, and his fourth finger is suspended.
The hook and the sheath lightly strummed the string,
One must know that the left hand has no other choice.
Pressing and rubbing leisurely.
The traditional playing technique was to use the big, index, middle, and ring fingers of the right hand to pluck the strings to play the melody and grasp the rhythm. The left hand playing method was to adjust the tension of the strings and control the changes of the strings to adjust the pitch and perfect the melody.
There were many finger techniques for the zither. The right hand had hook, hold, chop, pick, wipe, pick, hit, shake, pinch, and so on. The left hand had press, slide, rub, and vibrate.
The traditional playing techniques of the zither had a new breakthrough in modern times. In 1953, Mr. Zhao Yuzhai created "Harvest Year." He freed his left hand and used polyphonic techniques. He used alternating left and right hands and multi-part playing techniques. This greatly enriched the playing techniques and led to a breakthrough in the development of the zither. (Han Bao didn't know how to play the zither. This was the information he found after searching. It's not for the number of words.)
Fali realized that Chen Zhao was quite hardworking. After he started practicing, he immersed himself in the zither.
Fali couldn't take it anymore and went to sleep. Chen Zhao was still practicing.
After Fali went to rest, Chen Zhao ran to the River Map to practice.
In the River Map, Chen Zhao had more time to learn and practice. He wouldn't disturb Fali either.
"Huh? Where did you get the spiritual artifact?" Old Turtle asked in surprise when he saw Chen Zhao walk in with the zither.
"Spiritual artifact?"
"Don't you know? The zither was also a weapon in ancient times. There's also a saying that the zither is music and becomes a weapon on the spot."
"And then? Using the zither to beat people? "Chen Zhao rolled his eyes.
"You're right. It's for beating people."
"The ancient people's brains are a bit weird," Chen Zhao said. "But what do you think this spiritual artifact is?"
"For ordinary people in ancient times, the zither was used to beat people, but its pitch was like a weapon. It was sharper than other weapons, so some cultivators made it into a weapon for fighting."
"Can I kill people with music like in the movies?" Chen Zhao's interest was immediately piqued.
"No." Old Turtle poured a bucket of cold water on Chen Zhao without hesitation. "If you have enough cultivation, you can kill people with any musical instrument. If you don't, even if you have a loudspeaker, you won't be able to kill people with music."
"So what's this thing used for?"
"To put it bluntly, this Spirit Artifact uses music to control weapons."
"How?" Chen Zhao asked curiously.
"Here, I'll show you."
Old Turtle took the zither and placed it before him. At the same time, he pointed with his finger. The pebble before him melted into lava.
Under Old Turtle's control, the lava turned into 12 stone swords.
Clang, clang —
Old Turtle plucked the zither with his fingertip. The strings produced a sonorous sound.
The 12 stone swords shook instantly.
Chen Zhao raised an eyebrow. Old Turtle continued playing. The 12 stone swords started hacking and slashing around Old Turtle.
It was as if there were 12 swordsmen wielding the stone swords and waving them around.
"Let me try too," Chen Zhao said impatiently.
Old Turtle moved to let Chen Zhao sit.
Chen Zhao tried to play, but the 12 stone swords stood there, unmoving.
"What's going on? Why isn't there a reaction? "
"When you play, you need to pour in spiritual power and combine your willpower with the music. It's like you're controlling the swords with your hands."
Chen Zhao tried again, his eyes fixed on the 12 stone swords.
The 12 stone swords moved slightly, but they couldn't fly freely like Old Turtle.
"It still doesn't work," Chen Zhao complained.
Old Turtle looked at Chen Zhao's posture and knew that he was new.
"You can't even play a song now and you want to control weapons? You're dreaming."
"It's just practice." Anyway, Chen Zhao was here to practice.
Chen Zhao spent three days and could barely play a song.
However, it was very simple. It was Two Tigers.
"How is it? Did I improve a lot?"
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