When Yang Ronger was approaching dusk, she set out from the Nanwang Villa. When the lamp was on the way, she had already arrived outside the Cuiyang Tower.

When the lights were just around the corner, a few red lanterns were hung in front of the gate of Cuiyang Tower, which looked a bit festive and festive. There were many pedestrians, but few could enter the venue with invitations.

Yang Ronger gave a few instructions to the attendant, and she should enter the venue more urgently. It is rare to be able to participate in Mr. Pan's piano meeting, and maybe there is only one chance in his life. Yang Ronger also knew that she had few chances to come to Luoyang, let alone go to Hedong.

The very open courtyard is full of visitors. Just in front of me, there is a small desk table with a guqin on it. On the desk table, Master Pan has not yet appeared. Based on Yang Ronger's understanding of the guqin, he knew that it was the long-lost Jiao Liuqin. It is said that this guitar is the favorite of He Wenzi, a guitar master of the previous dynasty. The story of He Wenzi breaking the strings for his soulmate is widely circulated among his soulmates.

"I didn't expect Jiao Liuqin to be owned by Master Pan." Yang Ronger muttered in her heart and sat down on the cushion on a small cushion, which was also the best treatment for guests participating in the qin club today. In order to increase the capacity of today's qin club listeners, Cui Yanglou specially moved the table in the patio and replaced it with a cushion. Only when the front row is well treated, there will be a cushion.

Yang Ronger sat down and observed it around. This was also her habit. When she went to a strange place, she had to know the environment she was in. On the second floor, although there were lanterns hanging outside each room, there should be no guests in the room. Before the piano meeting began, the surrounding environment seemed a bit noisy. Some people were talking about things. Yang Ronger listened and it seemed that it was Mr. Pan who said during the day that a certain family was sleeping in the temple and snoring like thunder.

Good things don’t go out, bad things spread thousands of miles. Such things spread quickly among students and scholars. By the afternoon, everyone knew it.

When Yang Ronger heard such "interesting news", she just smiled. Although she also felt that "a young master" was a little unreasonable, she felt that anyone who likes to listen to such things would naturally listen carefully, and whoever doesn't like to listen to sleep. Everything cannot be forced.

Almost all the guests arrived. A girl in a scholar's uniform just entered the venue. The girl was holding an invitation in her hand and was looking around. When the girl found Yang Xing'er, she saw an empty seat beside her, so she knelt down beside her. Yang Xing'er glanced at the girl and felt that she was very spiritual, but she was a little embarrassed in this public occasion.

"Sister, ask, when will the piano meeting start?" The girl waited for a while, then asked Yang Ronger.

Yang Ronger thought she was anxious, but she didn't expect there were even more anxious around her. She smiled at the girl and said, "All people are here, Mr. Pan is almost out."

"Oh." The girl nodded and said, "Thank you sister."

Yang Ronger nodded, and she thought the girl was very polite. Yang Ronger turned around and looked at the girl again after a while. The girl was still looking around. But she didn't know that the girl was not anxious when the piano would start, but was anxious to end early, so she would go back soon.

"Senior sister knew it was a chore, so she asked me to come." The girl complained to herself.

"Here you come." I don't know who shouted, and the whole Cuiyang Tower suddenly became quiet.

I saw Master Pan wearing a gray cloth, coming in from the door, bypassing the guest seat, and going from the side to the desk directly in front of him. Master Pan was not alone, and a middle-aged man was following him. Yang Ronger knew that he was the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. As a famous scholar in Hedong, Master Pan's words and deeds in the capital would attract attention from the outside world.

When the audience calmed down, Yang Ronger vaguely heard some lingering sounds of piano, as if they were coming from the upper floor, but the sound was not very real. The sound of piano seemed to be not an ordinary piano. Yang Ronger pricked up her ears and wanted to listen carefully, but the sound of Public Madam Pan had already sounded.

When Mr. Pan held a piano meeting, there was no need to have any opening remarks. He just needed to sit down and caress the piano to create the best piano sound in the world. When Mr. Pan's piano sounded, Yang Ronger had no time to distract herself, and soon was attracted by Mr. Pan's piano sound like a clear spring.

Mr. Pan's piano sound is very particular about etiquette and law. From the beginning, to elegance, to chant, and then to the piano sound is the whole of the entire piano meeting. The audience not only included ordinary officials, but also many famous artists in the piano industry. In addition to appreciating Mr. Pan's superb piano skills, these famous scholars are actually some picky listeners. Aside from listening to the excitement and experts listen to the tricks, they will pick out even if the sound of Mr. Pan's piano sound is wrong.

Mr. Pan is in good condition today, and it seems that he is not affected by the sleeping sound of a certain young man in the family today. Just as the audience closed their eyes and entered the spiritual space that transcends the world in Mr. Pan's piano, a "creak" suddenly came in a dissonant "squeak".

Yang Ronger opened her eyes and saw the sound coming up. The door of a guest room was opened. A 14 or 15-year-old girl poked her head out of the crack of the door, looked around, and then closed the door. However, the door was not closed tightly, and the originally subtle sound of piano music in the room gradually became harsh.

The music of piano emphasizes a state of mind and cannot be disturbed by voiceover. Mr. Pan was in good condition and had no flaws in playing the piano, but he was most afraid of being disturbed by external sounds, especially the same musical sounds. Although the two musical sounds seemed to be following their respective musical tunes, they interfered with each other, causing the other's piano sound to be deviated. Soon, Mr. Pan had played several sounds in a row, and then made a small mistake in a short paragraph.

At this time, the audience also opened their eyes one after another, looked up at the upstairs, trying to find out the "culprit" who played the piano upstairs and disturbed Mr. Pan's zither's qinyin. Unfortunately, the man hid in the room and did not show up.

Mr. Pan's face changed a little. Just as he wanted to stop the piano sound and resolve the interference of someone playing the piano first, the sound of playing the piano suddenly stopped. Maybe the other party felt that playing the piano was just unhappy with each other, so the other party stopped first.

When Mr. Pan heard the sound of the piano upstairs stop, his face improved slightly, and the sound of the piano he played became normal.

"Squeak..." The door opened again, and she was still the girl of fourteen or fifteen years old.

This time she tiptoed out and looked downstairs. She found that no one was looking at her, so she breathed a little relieved, "Squeak...bang!" She closed the door and walked downstairs.

"Bada, sbang..." Every time the girl walked, she would make a sound under her feet. It turned out that she was wearing wooden clogs, and when she walked on the wooden stairs, she would make a sound.

Master Pan opened his eyes and glared at the girl who was inexplicably deep. He was thinking that there were so many troubles. During the day, there was a young man who was sleeping for no reason, and now he is a girl again. The girl went downstairs and turned into the side door, and probably went into the backyard.

The girl is very beautiful. Many teenagers reluctantly retract their gaze when they see the girl disappearing from the side door.

Originally, a good concert was disturbed by a girl, and the sound of the piano under Mr. Pan was a little messed up.

Soon, the girl turned back. This time she was holding a wooden basin filled with water. When the girl found that many of them were looking at her, she lowered her head slightly, and looked a little panicked.

"Bang!" The sound of footsteps was very rapid, and the girl hugged a wooden basin of water upstairs. Maybe she was too panicked, or maybe the water in the wooden basin was too heavy. When she reached the last step, she tripped under her feet, and only heard the "plop!" "Bang!" and the girl fell to the ground, and she was holding the water in the wooden basin, but she knocked over it.

“Wow…”
Chapter completed!