My past life exposure shocked the entire internet

At this moment, the silent background sound was filled with the sound of pipa again.

"clank--"

As soon as the two sounds fell, the audience was drawn into the world depicted by the pipa sound.

First, the water flows under a small bridge, slowly and silently, and then the tone rises, as if a stream is splitting through the mountains and sloping down.

In an instant, there was a broad avenue, the huge city gate opened, and what came into view was Fengyuan, the prosperous thousand-year capital.

Thousands of lights are on, and flowers are blooming.

The pavilions and lofts are magnificent.

In an instant, an ancient and powerful dynasty slowly bloomed in front of the audience following the sound of pipa.

【It’s a new song! listen well! 】

[Wait, which song is this? Sounds a bit familiar...]

【Qingpingle! It’s definitely Qing Ping Le. Believe me, I just finished music class and the music teacher played this pipa song! 】

[Oh my god, it’s really Qingpingle! 】

Qingpingle is not the most difficult piece of pipa music, but its status, cultural and historical value are of great significance.

Princess Yongning composed the music and Ning Zhaozong wrote the lyrics. It is a powerful symbol of Daning's national power.

[The crew of "Thousand Years Old" is too ambitious. It would cost a huge amount of money to hire a pipa player who knows this piece of music. 】

[Only three masters in China have played this piece in public, but there should be many hidden masters who can do it, right? 】

[One Blood Book invites the crew to hold a concert! I can listen to Qingpingle ten times! 】

[Sure enough, the things belonging to our ancestors are still meaningful! 】

The short fifteen-minute promotional meeting directly occupied the top five positions in the entertainment list.

# Princess Yongning, Qingpingle #

# The generous work of the Qian Qiu Sui crew #

# Intangible cultural heritage, pipa music #

At the same time, Ye Banglan received the popularity data reported to her by the crew.

[Night Turns the Tide]: For the next one to two months, let the crew keep a low profile.

[Cheng Qingli]: Sister Lan, why don’t you just do all the publicity in one go?

[Ye Turns the Tide]: No, the popularity of the two incidents has been enough. Any further publicity will be counterproductive and will only increase the boredom of the audience. A TV series relies on excellent plot and actors, and publicity is secondary.

[Cheng Qingli]: Got it, Sister Lan!

[Cheng Qingli]: In addition, the Public Relations Department has discovered traces of trolls and is making the following comments to forcefully change the direction of public opinion. It is being dealt with urgently.

Ye Banglan clicked on the screenshot Cheng Qingli sent her and narrowed her eyes.

[The cast of Qianqiu Sui is also following the popularity of the ancients. Is there any relationship between Qing Ping Le and Qian Qiu Sui? Just ask the pipa player to play? 】

[That is, what you are filming is an imaginary novel, and it is not Princess Yongning, so why are you taking advantage of it! 】

[The cast and crew of Qianqiu Sui are really impressed. Not long after filming started, they started promoting the show vigorously. Don’t worry, the show will be so ugly that it won’t even get a star. 】

Ye Banlan's eyebrows moved slightly and she turned off the picture.

After taking over Shengshi Entertainment for two weeks, she also learned that this kind of thing is normal in the entertainment industry, and the public relations department will have corresponding technical personnel to handle it.

The sound of the pipa was melodious, and Yan Tingfeng slowly turned his head to look at the girl.

There is a calmness about her that does not suit her age, but there is a high-spirited and youthful frivolity between her eyebrows.

Ye Banglan was already very sharp, so it was impossible not to notice Yan Tingfeng's gaze. She also tilted her head: "What's wrong?"

Yan Tingfeng's eyes were full of inquiry, but his phoenix eyes slightly curved into a smile: "Last time I heard Miss Ye's guqin, I didn't expect Miss Ye's pipa to be three points better than the guqin."

"actually--"

"Actually what?"

"I like the erhu the most." Ye Banlan smiled lazily, "If you like to listen, I can play it to you if I have time."

Erhu, the full name of Erxian Huqin, is also one of the important classical musical instruments in China.

The reason why she likes the erhu is also very simple. Once she puts on her sunglasses and sits on a bench by the roadside, she can play it all day long.

Because most people would regard her as a blind person and would not bother her.

Yan Tingfeng's eyes softened, but the probing look deep in his pupils became stronger and stronger. He chuckled: "Okay."

After a pause, he said casually: "Erhu requires a deeper foundation. It can't be mastered without ten or eight years."

"Ten or eight years is just the beginning, and this time is just to solidify the basic skills." Ye Banlan looked at him calmly, very calmly, "So I will continue to learn."

"There is no end to learning. Only by continuous learning can you become stronger." Yan Tingfeng stood up, "I have something to do, so I won't disturb Miss Ye's rest."

Ye Banlan nodded: "See you at dinner."

She got up, ready to wash up and change clothes again.

"Although there is no blood on the dagger, it smells of blood." His soft voice came from behind her ear, "Miss Ye, be careful."

"Thanks for the reminder." Ye Banlan'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 disappeared, and even the tips of his eyebrows were cold.

It suddenly made people feel that the gentle and watery look before was just an illusion.

He turned around and went down the steps: "How?"

"Young Master, the brothers over at Bureau 723 said that those young men did not fall into a trap at all." Binghe scratched his head, "Especially one of the most seriously injured people, with two holes in the abdomen, it was too cruel. !”

Yan Tingfeng listened quietly without saying a word.

Binghe spoke tentatively: "Young Master, could this be Miss Ye..."

"Um."

"Ah?! Then, what do you think, young master, Miss Ye..."

Yan Tingfeng laughed softly, "I can't see through it."

These four words made Binghe startled, and his hair stood on end instantly.

"She is very interesting, I will continue to observe." Yan Tingfeng said thoughtfully.

Even if he dropped a few things in his hands, he would still stay by Ye Banlan's side.

People he cannot see through must be extremely dangerous.

**

The sun is thinning over the western mountains, and the setting sun melts gold.

The last ray of sunset slowly peeled off the earth, and the sun sank completely.

Professor Xue specially called Ye Banglan to come over again and told her some things about going to the mountain tomorrow.

"Put this away. This is a special sound transmission device." Professor Xue looked serious. "The signal is intermittent, but as long as the two parties holding this device are within a hundred meters, they can contact each other."

Ye Banglan nodded.

"Miss Ye." Yan Tingfeng suddenly spoke in a very soft voice, "I need to hold 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 Banglan turned her head and looked at him for three seconds: "Okay."

"Pfft--" Someone finally couldn't hold it in and laughed directly.

Yan Tingfeng looked at the owner of the laughter calmly.

He is a very young man, only about twenty years old. He is extremely handsome, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and he is dressed casually and lazily.

Yan Tingfeng: "Xiang Lefeng."

"It's okay, nothing really happened." Xiang Lefeng smiled, "The road here is indeed difficult to identify, especially after entering Yanshan Mountain, whether it is a compass or other equipment, it will malfunction."

Professor Xue nodded repeatedly: "You two must never be separated, Xiao Yan, Xiao Xiang, as men, you must protect and turn the tide."

Yan Tingfeng nodded and smiled.

"Turn the tide, come here, I'll get you other equipment." Professor Xue said, "There is also a notebook that records some things about Yanshan. You should also take a look."

Ye Banglan followed Professor Xue and left.

"Others will get lost, that'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 you still lie to this little girl?"

Yan Tingfeng looked casual: "So?"

Xiang Lefeng winked: "I dare not, there is no reason."

He couldn't beat the man in front of him, so he chose to hide.

"But I heard that you took away all my cousin's collection a while ago?" Xiang Lefeng raised his eyebrows, "He is a miser, and you are not afraid of him chasing you."

"It seems that your news is not synchronized." Yan Tingfeng said in a calm voice, "I gave him the dragon-shaped pendant."

"What?!" Xiang Lefeng jumped up suddenly, "You gave him the dragon-shaped pendant? Why didn't you give it to me?"

The dragon-shaped pendant also belonged to the Xiang family, but was gifted by Ning Zhaozong to the supreme martial arts master at the time, Master Shenxiao.

Such antiques are definitely the ultimate temptation for people with their surname.

"You?" Yan Tingfeng turned his head, "Do you have the fragments of King Yan's golden silk and black iron armor?"

Xiang Lefeng choked: "Although I don't have it, I can go find it."

"Yeah." Yan Tingfeng said noncommittally, "It won't be too late to wait until you find it."

"Why did you think of collecting King Yan's gold-threaded black iron armor?" Xiang Lefeng frowned, a little confused, "Your surname is 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 as sharp as razors: "You lied to me, little girl."

Xiang Lefeng: "..."

He was wrong, he really was.

He has a mean mouth and slaps himself.

**

Here, Professor Xue handed all the prepared things to Ye Banglan, and said: "Lao Fu will come back today, and we will go in together then. Hey, Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, Lao Fu, come here quickly!"

Professor Fu walked over with his face covered in dust and dust. He first poured himself a large glass of water, and then he took a breath.

"Slow down, slow down, don't choke." Professor Xue said hurriedly, "Look at you, how tired you are."

"Can you speak? Huh?" Professor Fu was furious, "I know, you must be jealous of the historical genius I met in Jiangcheng last time."

"Didn't you say that this historical genius is fake?" Professor Xue was not to be outdone. "You also told me that you heard the principal of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School tell you a bunch of bloody gossip. This historical genius is a stand-in, and Bai Yueguang. Or something, are you embarrassed?"

"Professor Fu, Professor Xue." Ye Banlan suddenly spoke.

The two professors looked back at her.

Ye Banlan said calmly: "The person you are talking about is me."

Professor Xue:? ? ?

Professor Fu:? ? ?

See you tomorrow~