My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 129

Chapter 129 Pipa Song, the Yan of Yan King Hejia! 【1 update】

As soon as the words fell, the entire crew suddenly fell into silence.

The assistant director stared at Ye Turning in disbelief with his eyes widened, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

The pipa hand was a little blurry when it came to the full moon, and her vision was dull.

Cheng Qingli jumped up: "Lan, Sister Lan, you... aren't you?!"

Who can tell her why their sister Lan suddenly knows how to play the pipa again?

"Ye, Ye Dong, are you really kidding me?" The assistant director wiped his sweat, "If it doesn't work, we can ask the local art association to borrow people. The worst result is to cancel this promotional meeting."

"No need." Ye Banlan said lightly, "You also said that 90% of Xiao Yuan's hand injury was man-made, so how do you know that the other party will not block our apparent escape route?"

And she must be cautious in everything she does.

The piece "Smoke in the Desert" has a very slow intro, but then suddenly becomes faster in the middle section, which tests the player's extremely powerful skills.

The strings vibrate and the sound flows out.

He seems to be able to understand why this young girl can single-handedly support the maverick company of Wan Tianqing.

More importantly, she remains calm even in critical situations, as if nothing can shake her.

Ying Yueyuan's heart was raised, but after hearing the clear and smooth pipa sound, she couldn't help but open her eyes wide again.

Ye Banglan lowered his head and plucked the strings with his right hand.

It wasn't until she heard the assistant director calling Ye Dong that Ying Yueyuan realized that this girl who was younger than her was not a star, but the chairman!

"What song do you want to listen to?" Ye Banlan tilted his head, "What song are you preparing for tomorrow's promotional meeting?"

　　The soldiers watched the sunrise and sunset at the border gate day after day. Under the red-golden sunlight, the long river rolled in.

She is too courageous and has many tricks.

Just a short prelude, a vast desert was outlined in everyone's minds.

The assistant director was a little confused.

“Okay, I understand.” Ye Banlan nodded.

You must not expose all escape routes and let the enemy block them one by one. This is a taboo.

Ying Yueyuan was stunned again and said hurriedly: "It's "Smoke in the Desert"."

The assistant director was stunned for a moment, but the cold sweat broke out even more: "That's what Ye Dong said!"

The attention of laymen such as Cheng Qingli and the assistant director has been focused on Ye Banglan's hand. They saw her fingers picking up and coming together so fast that they even saw the afterimage!

After the first half of the song ended, Ye Banglan put down the pipa: "I just gave it a try. This piano is good."

Ying Yueyuan has been learning pipa since she was a child and is a professional. Just by watching Ye Wanlan play the pipa a few times, you know she not only knows how to play it, but she is also an expert!

She is a member of the group of musicians and has been behind the scenes, responsible for background music and so on. She does not know Ye Banglan's identity. Today is also the first time she has seen Ye Banglan.

"Smoke in the Desert" is a pipa song describing the war at the frontier, and it is indeed consistent with the environment outside Yanshan Mountain.

She closed her eyes, recalled the tune, and started playing.

This is called simply giving it a try?

This is clearly a master-level performance!

“The name Pipa actually comes from the two playing techniques of this instrument.” Ying Yueyuan whispered, “'Pi' is played forward with the right hand, and 'Pi' is played backward with the right hand.”

“So that's it.” Cheng Qingli suddenly realized, “But now there are fewer and fewer people playing Pipa.”

"Yes." Ying Yueyuan smiled bitterly, "I have learned pipa with my grandmother since I was a child, but my mother said that there is no future in learning pipa. It's just that I have always liked classical music, so I begged my grandmother to teach me."

Ye's hand that turned the tide paused slightly.

Pipa is the first plucked instrument and is more difficult than erhu and guqin.

It is also because of this that the current inheritance of Pipa has almost ceased to exist. There are too few people who know how to play it, and even fewer who want to learn it.

There is an association for guqin, but there is nothing for pipa.

Ying Yueyuan added: "If the crew hadn't hired me, I think... maybe I wouldn't have lasted long and would have given up playing Pipa and found another job."

"I like Pipa very much." Ye Banlan smiled slightly, "If you are free, after you finish working on the crew, I would like to invite you to join my company and become a Pipa teacher."

Ying Yueyuan suddenly raised her head and said in surprise: "Is it really possible?"

"Of course." Cheng Qingli also said, "Sister Lan is preparing to form a band with traditional instruments and open corresponding classes. It's not too late for us to welcome you."

“If so, that would be great!” Ying Yueyuan was very happy. “If more people can learn pipa, pipa will not disappear in the future.”

"No." Ye Banlan took out another box of ointment from his bag, "Remember to apply the ointment before going to bed today, three times a day, and refrain from doing anything else."

Ying Yueyuan carefully took the ointment with her palm and nodded vigorously: "I remember it!"

“Let's eat first.” Ye Banlan smiled lightly, “Everyone has worked hard all day. Let's take a rest first. Yancheng is very windy and sandy in the early morning, so be sure to close the doors and windows.”

The weather was too cold at night, so the crew's logistics department prepared hot pot.

Yan Tingfeng smelled the spicy fragrance and lowered his eyelashes.

“It won't be spicy if you dip it in it.” Ye Banlan handed him the prepared sauce, “It's delicious, believe me.”

Yan Tingfeng blinked and smiled: "I have always believed in Miss Ye."

As soon as this sentence came out of his mouth, even he was shocked.

He actually...really believed in Ye Turning the Tide, otherwise he would never have allowed her to feel his pulse. And for so many years, even the six lords of Shenxiao Tower who were born and died with him, he did not allow them to get close to him.

The world is dangerous, and he never trusts anyone.

Because no matter how close someone is, they may stab you in the back.

But since he woke up from his long sleep, he was able to calm down and let outsiders know about his physical condition.

This doesn't look like him at all.

Yan Tingfeng put a piece of beef soaked in sauce into his mouth, and the aroma exploded on his taste buds.

The meat is smooth and tender, and the outside is crispy but not greasy. It is a rare delicacy.

The night wind blew, and the entire Yancheng fell silent.

After eating, Ye Tuanlan did not go back, but walked along the river to the outside of the city.

“Miss Ye.”

Yan Tingfeng called her from behind.

Turn the tide at night and turn around.

He was holding a light blue flower in his hand. He raised his hand slightly and inserted the flower next to the hairpin she was wearing.

Then he took a step back and smiled softly: "I thought of you as soon as I saw this flower. It really complements you."

Sit down at night and take a look at the lake. The light blue flowers are reflected in the water, like a star falling.

"Before..." She raised her head and looked at the starry sky, but she fell silent.

This river is the mother river that runs through Yancheng, and the people of Yancheng also rely on this river as their basis for survival.

Every time she came to Yancheng, she always liked to stay here and watch the stars, and hours would pass by just looking at them.

Occasionally, Hejia would come here to look for her after finishing his military duties.

Until she was sixteen years old, her physical condition, which had improved, suddenly deteriorated and she could no longer withstand the elements.

Hejia knew that she liked to watch the stars here, so he specially repaired a draft-tight house and opened a skylight on the ceiling.

Three hundred years later, it is still a familiar location and a familiar river.

But the house had been completely destroyed in the war, and her brother had also turned into a star.

Now she can only feel He Jia's presence while sitting under the starry sky in Yancheng.

Ye Banlan sat for a while longer, wiped the dust on his body and stood up: "Let's go, we have to gather early tomorrow."

Yan Tingfeng hummed and walked side by side with her.

The next day, it's half past seven in the morning.

"Very good, everyone is on time." Professor Xue was very satisfied. "This morning, I will take you to learn about the city of Yancheng. Don't underestimate Yancheng. If you want to study archeology, even in Yancheng Even if we wait for five or six years, we may not be able to complete the archaeological work.”

A few years ago, Yunjing sent people to Yancheng to build a residential area.

But so long has passed, the archeology in the planned area has not been completed, and we don't know when the work will start.

“Don't be left behind, everyone, please report anything in advance.” Professor Xue held a loudspeaker, “Let's start with this ancient street.”

The members were all a little excited and looked around.

Ye Banglan looked at the stalls around her casually. After passing ten stalls, her eyes suddenly stopped.

“How much does this cost?” Ye Banlan squatted down and pointed at an object on the stall.

As soon as she said this, the other team members stopped.

The tourism industry in Yancheng is not as developed as in Nancheng, but there are many tourists. Where there are tourists, there are many scammers.

Who doesn't know that the small vendors selling antiques on both sides of the road buy their bulk goods from the Internet?

All of them are made by modern people, and none of them are antiques at all.

It was a dagger, but it looked very strange.

The stall owner said casually: "Five thousand, no one less will be sold."

The asking price is five thousand, but it is very likely that the cost price is not even fifty.

“Hey, hey, don't buy it, people here always like to trick stupid old men.” Professor Xue also came over, “There is an antique market in front, and you can find real things. It is absolutely impossible here.”

Ye Puan Lan calmly scanned the QR code and transferred 5,000 yuan to the stall owner without negotiating the price.

“Little girl, you—” Professor Xue didn't know what to say. He could only stare and said sadly, “I told you that the things here are not true. You are wasting your money!”

As a student of archeology, if you are deceived like this, how can you still learn?

Ye Wanlan's expression remained calm. She turned around, her back to the stall owner, and she pressed an unknown part of the dagger, which actually separated the handle and the blade of the dagger.

Then she turned the direction of the handle and blade and reassembled it into a new dagger.

“Professor, look again.”

The word "Yan" suddenly appears above it.

The Yan of King Hejia of Yan!

　　　Good morning in the new week~~

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(End of this chapter)

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