Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 140 Xi Zuer is a poor relative?Or an illegitimate daughter?
It was not enough for Xi Zuer to take out a Xuefeng konghou (kong) (hou).

Another ink jade sheng spring (sheng) (huang) came unexpectedly!
It's no wonder that Huangfu Yaxian, who plays an important role in the music circle, will play, stand, get up, and come excitedly regardless of his image.

This Moyu Shenghuang is many times more noble than Xuefeng Konghou.

The Xuefeng harp can still be admired in the National Museum of the Empire, and the Moyu Shenghuang really only exists in ancient records and totems of cultural relics. It is a fairy instrument.

It is rumored that it was made by Empress Nuwa herself, and there has been no successor for thousands of years, and it has never been handed down to the world.

Although everyone didn't know how powerful Mo Yu's shenghuang was, when they saw Principal Huangfu losing his composure, they could immediately understand the origin of the black musical instrument in Xi Zuer's hand.

"Really? Empress Nuwa used it, how precious it is!"

"Recently, the tomb of Nuwa was being dug in Mount Qingcheng. According to experts, a single wine glass is worth hundreds of millions. The value of this musical instrument is probably..."

"I'll go, Mrs. Xi, isn't your relative's child too powerful?"

Gu Qiusha smiled lovingly: "That's my precious daughter!"

Several Qingcheng celebrities sitting next to her were shocked from ear to ear: "Birth?"

Gu Qiusha was proud: "October conceived her own child!"

I hate those outsiders talking nonsense about Zuer being a relative's child.

I don't know which bastard spread it out with ulterior motives, hurting her grandfather's obedient and young heart, and she will see one in the future, talk about it and correct the other.

At this moment.

There was a roar in Fang Yumei's ears, and she didn't have time to hear Gu Qiusha's refutation of the rumors. She was completely overwhelmed by Xi Zuer's instrument after instrument.

She has always worshiped foreign countries and felt that everything in foreign countries is good.

But today, Xi Zuer turned Western musical instruments into scum, and also crushed the Western style she admired to pieces.

What's even more hateful is that Xing Yue is still whispering in her ear: "Oh, the little Zuer in our class is a peerless beauty, beautiful in every way, and moving his little finger is like a heavenly figure!"

Fang Yumei resentfully said, "Didn't you say you wouldn't come if you were killed?"

Xing Yue sneered: "Yeah, I'm too lazy to come to Xi Ruzhu's broken violin. But it's different when Zuer is on stage, the baby has tipped us off, so of course our Donghai class has to come and cheer for Zuer!"

"you……!"

"What are you, jealous that I'm the head teacher of Donghai's class?"

"I……!"

"What about me, envy me to have such a great student as Zuer?"

"..."

Fang Yumei was so choked by Xing Yue that she lost her temper at all.

Biting his lips, he thought to himself, Xi Fengnan seems to have a really strong family background, even a poor relative can get such an expensive musical instrument, this Zuer is probably not an illegitimate daughter, so he is more favored than Xi Ruzhu?

In any case, it is the last word to hold fast to Xi Fengnan.

On the stage.

After playing a few syllables of Xi Zuer's ink jade reed at random, he created an intoxicating artistic conception.

Different from the gold and iron horses played by Xuefeng Konghou, which is passionate and domineering, the melody of Mo Yusheng's reeds is elegant and deep, which makes people sink into a small world where everything is completely silent, and only the notes are lightly floating.

There, the mountains and rivers are murmuring.

There are countless divine birds in the sky, like swimming fish.

Soft clouds are like brocade, passing by.

Yo Yo Lu Ming is far or near, and the babbling of the beloved rubs against the neck.

so comfy.

I really want to sleep forever in such a small world for a long time...

"Zheng!"

The last note ended, bringing the intoxicated crowd back to reality.

Only then did everyone realize that at some point, they had stood up from their seats, swaying in place, swaying comfortably to the rhythm like children.

Dean Huangfu pressed his old heart that was about to jump out of his heart: "Student Zuer, is your...moyu shengspring... from your ancestors?"

Xi Zuer replied casually: "No. It's just a small object to relieve boredom. The ancestors didn't think about passing it on to anyone."

Everyone: "..."

(End of this chapter)