"Your majesty, can I borrow a guqin?" Yi Feng looked at the emperor and asked with a smile.
"Guards! Prepare a guqin for Yi Feng Monarch! "The emperor ordered without hesitation.
"No need!" Just as the guards bowed and left, Die Yunyu suddenly said. She took out Moqing from her storage ring and said to Yi Feng, "Use this!"
The emperor was stunned as he looked at Moqing in front of Die Yunyu. He naturally knew the value of this guqin. This was a Spiritual Artifact that was on par with Yu Fei's guqin. He wondered why Butterfly Concubine was willing to take it out.
The emperor nodded to the guards, indicating that there was no need for them to go get the guqin. Yi Feng waved his hand nonchalantly, and Moqing flew towards Yi Feng.
When everyone saw Yi Feng's poem, they were all in awe. Without super strength, how could he do it so easily?
The maids quickly cleared away the things on Yi Feng's seat so that Yi Feng could play the guqin.
Yi Feng was no stranger to Moqing. When he was at the Jade Forest Pavilion, Yi Feng would occasionally play a few songs with Moqing. He could be considered as half the owner of Moqing. Now that he was touching Moqing, he felt a sense of familiarity.
Yi Feng casually plucked the strings twice. He did not purposely form a song. He just plucked a few random strings. Although it wasn't ear-piercing, everyone who heard Yu Fei's tune frowned one by one. However, there were also many who were waiting for Yi Feng to make a fool of himself. They did not think that anyone could compare to Yu Fei in terms of guqin skills. Yi Feng would only be humiliating himself if he fought with Yu Fei.
After Yi Feng plucked a few times, under Liu Mengran's expectant gaze, he smiled at Liu Mengran and said, "I'll give you a lingering pop song!"
After Yi Feng finished speaking, his hand movements suddenly changed. A lingering pop song from his previous life quickly sounded in the hall.
Everyone was stunned. Although this tune was not as good as Yu Fei's Clear Valley Ghost, it had a different flavor, giving people a refreshing feeling. People couldn't help but listen to him quietly.
This was not the first time Die Yunyu heard Yi Feng play pop songs from his previous life. She was already used to it. However, she always thought that it was Yi Feng who composed it, and she admired Yi Feng. How hard was it to create a genre?
Although Yi Feng said that it was everywhere in his hometown, Die Yunyu did not believe him. If it was really everywhere, it was impossible for her not to have heard of it.
This kind of tune was suitable for the commoners of the mainland. It was simple and tacky, but it could make anyone catchy. It was not as elegant as the ancient songs, but it had a different flavor.
Liu Mengran listened to Yi Feng play the song, her face and ears were already red, and she did not even dare to look at people. While feeling sweet in her heart, she could not help but pout in her heart: Young Master is so bad, playing such a revealing tune.
With Liu Mengran's level, she could naturally hear the lingering and the most direct feelings in Yi Feng's tune. There was no trace of concealment, and it was so exposed that it was enough to make people blush.
Yi Feng saw that Liu Mengran was not the only one blushing. There were also many young girls present. He could not help but roll his eyes: The resistance of the women in this world was too weak. This was a relatively simple song! If this was in his previous life, Yi Feng would be embarrassed to play it. Because it was too simple, he was besieged by those crazy female students! He was scolded for not having any ambition and being too conservative!
Yu Fei listened to this tone that she had never heard before. It was even a little rough, but anyone could feel the meaning in it. It was different from their tunes, and very few people could really understand it.
Yu Fei had also never heard such a tune before, but she had to admit it. This refreshing tune had penetrated deep into her heart. To Yu Fei, she wanted to understand any new school of thought!
When Yi Feng finished playing the last tune, he turned to look at Liu Mengran, who was already blushing, and said with a charming smile, "Mengran, it's nice, right?"
Although Liu Mengran did feel that it was nice, she did not dare to answer Yi Feng's words.
Yi Feng smiled. Seeing that the people below did not show any disdain, he heaved a sigh of relief. He was not afraid that his guqin skills would affect his image. In the future, there would still be girls throwing themselves at him.
Yi Feng looked at the blushing women and thought to himself: Why didn't they send him a flying kiss?!
"How is it? It's not too shameful, right? "Although Yi Feng said this to Yu Fei, he looked at Die Yunyu from the corner of his eyes.
"No wonder Sister Die praised it so much. Yi Feng's tune can set a precedent!" Yu Fei looked at Yi Feng and said.
Yu Fei could naturally see that although Yi Feng's zither skills could be considered excellent, compared to her level, it was still a level lower. However, with the help of the tune, it could barely make up for the gap. It was because this was the first time everyone heard it, and it gave them a refreshing feeling. If they listened to it too much, then Yi Feng's advantage would be ninety percent of his disadvantage!
"I don't dare to set a precedent. There are countless people in my hometown. At least everyone can hum a song!" Yi Feng was telling the truth. Such a popular song, even three-year-old children could hum a few songs, making Yi Feng feel inferior.
Of course, Yu Fei was like Die Yunyu. She naturally didn't believe Yi Feng's words. Such an easy to understand tune, if it really existed, it would have spread across the continent long ago. However, this was the first time they heard it. Yu Fei had a ridiculous thought in her heart: This can't be composed by Yi Feng himself, right?
"I wonder how many of these songs Emperor Yi Feng knows?" Yu Fei asked.
Yi Feng thought about it. He really couldn't count. In the past, he didn't know how many discs he had at home.
"You can have as many as you want!" Yi Feng said casually.
This sentence immediately caused Yu Fei to misunderstand. Didn't Yi Feng's words mean that he could compose as much as he wanted?
"I wonder if Emperor Yi Feng can teach me?"
Yu Fei's words made everyone look at Yu Fei with strange gazes. Yu Fei wanted to be Yi Feng's disciple? Was this a joke? Although Yi Feng's tune just now was refreshing to the ears, it was still a notch inferior to Yu Fei's.
"Not interested!" Yi Feng shrugged.
Just as Yu Fei was about to say something, Die Yunyu suddenly said, "Master Yu, Yi Feng actually doesn't rely on this strange tune. His zither skills are also very good!"
When Yi Feng heard Die Yunyu's words, which added fuel to the fire, he almost died of anger. It wasn't easy for him to not lose face, but this monster still didn't let him go.
Yi Feng took a deep breath and looked at Yu Fei's eyes. He helplessly glared at Die Yunyu and said in his heart: Forget it, forget it. Then I'll play a good song!
"In my hometown, there is a well-known story — The Butterfly Butterfly! Now, I'll play the song 'The Butterfly Butterfly' with the changed tune from this story! "
Yi Feng remembered that in the university, the woman in the association liked this song the most, which led to Yi Feng learning it diligently. It had some essence.
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