Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1109
"build?"

Hearing Ying Baoyue's words, the teenagers in the audience were stunned.

Ji Jiashu stared blankly at the confident figure of the young girl on the stage. As a son of an aristocratic family, it was impossible for him not to know what Zhu was, but he never expected that she would make such a choice at this moment.

"Zhu, she actually wants to hit Zhu..." Chen Zichu stared at Ying Baoyue's drumstick.

Zhu is a thirteen-stringed musical instrument shaped like a zither, and when you think about it, you can find that the strings that Ying Baoyue just connected are exactly thirteen!
"She actually transformed that kite into a building," Zhao Guang murmured, "Can it still be like this?"

Yes, can it still be like this?

The same question echoed in the hearts of the examiners on the stage and the people in the audience.

"The former princess of Qin...you..."

The examiner stared dumbfounded at the gavel in Ying Baoyue's hand, and was speechless, while Ying Baoyue walked back to the piano platform with the frame in her arms. She stood still by the piano platform and smiled back at the examiner, "Why, no! ?"

The girl's crisp voice echoed in everyone's ears.

Can't it?
Looking at this scene, Ji Jiashu suddenly burst out laughing.

"Jiashu?" Chen Zichu looked back at him in amazement, wondering if he had gone crazy again, but Ji Jiashu wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, raised his head, and looked at the girl who seemed to be shining brightly with his eyes.

"As expected of her."

No matter how difficult and dangerous she encounters, she can always find a way out of it.

This is her.

There was no comparison, he felt that he was about to lose to her.

Even in such a scene of great bitterness and deep hatred, the girl standing by the Qintai did not have the slightest despair on her face, and her eyes were full of joy, which did not give people any sense of negativity.

Hearing Ji Jiashu's laughter, the people around were stunned. At this moment, the silent audience burst into applause.

Ji Jiashu looked sideways and found that Li Ji, who was wearing a mask and looked expressionless, was applauding.

One after another, the cold-looking man was clapping alone. This scene looked a little funny, but the applause was as touching as his drumbeat.

This is not a clap of praise, but a clap of encouragement and admiration.

Ji Jiashu laughed again, and immediately clapped his hands.

Chen Zichu clapped, Zhao Guang clapped, Xu Yishan let go of his sword hilt and clapped, Gui Chen clapped his hands red.

Gui Li grinned, Ji Ange and his elder brother looked at each other, and applauded with tears in their eyes.

The applause gradually spread and rang out in the audience, leaving the examiner dumbfounded when he was about to say something.

This is the first time that the contestants on the stage have not yet competed, and the applause has already rang out.

"What are you doing, you guys!" the examiner pressed the gold cake in his sleeve, rushed to the stage and shouted angrily, but the whirlwind of applause from the audience seemed to overturn him.

"Can I start?" Ying Baoyue laughed amidst the applause, looked at the examiner, and decided to find something for him to do, "Have you found my teammate?"

Under such circumstances, who would dare to go on stage? The examiner frowned and suddenly felt that he could delay for a while, but at this moment, a young man in the crowd raised his hand.

"I am NO.30, examiner, let me take the top."

The examiner looked at it with a frown, and was taken aback for a moment.

"Mr. Fenghua?"

A gap was automatically created in the crowd, and Murong Feixing walked onto the stage calmly under the gaze of everyone, and grinned into Ying Baoyue's eyes, showing a mouthful of neat little white teeth, "There's nothing to be afraid of, a bunch of idiots, The young master is here to compare with you."

"I'll compare it to dance music later."

Ying Baoyue nodded to him, and looked at the examiner who was standing aside stupidly.

The examiner's face was a bit ugly, but he had to signal the bell ringer on one side to strike the bell.

……

……

"Fei Xing was the one who asked him to go up."

The melodious sound of the bell echoed in everyone's ears. Ying Xun stood under the tree and spoke softly to a man beside him.

"How could it be?" The man standing beside him laughed when he heard the words, "That was Fei Xing's own choice."

"Really?" Ying Xun looked at Hou Liao Prince with a delicate expression and smiled like a snow fox in the snow mountain beside him, "But why did I see Brother Murong, what did you say to him by patting him on the shoulder?"

After saying that, Murong Feixing rushed forward.

"I just encouraged him a few words." Hou Liao Prince Murong Feilan showed a gentle smile.

"Then what did you tell him?" After confirming the person's true identity, Ying Xun felt trembling when he saw him smiling.

This is a little shadow left by childhood.

"I didn't say anything," Murong Feilan smiled lightly, "I just told him that a real man should face difficulties."

Sure enough... Ying Xun raised his forehead, this man was still so good at grasping people's hearts, even his own younger brother was not spared, and Murong Feixing was driven out with just one sentence.

"I'm not trying to harm him," Murong Feilan smiled, "Anyway, sooner or later there will be a competition, and at least it will be remembered if you compete with her."

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity," the man said indifferently, "If I hadn't finished the competition before, I would have gone by myself."

Ying Xun's eyelashes drooped slightly, "It really is because, is that her?"

Murong Feilan was startled when he heard this.

Who this she was, both of them knew very well.

But after the water battle, this was the first time Ying Xun mentioned "her" in front of him.

"Yes, and no," Murong Feilan stared at the girl on the high platform who lightly raised the drumstick, "But I do want to listen again."

I want to hear the song she once played only for that person.

And just as Murong Feilan finished speaking, before Ying Xun could say anything else, he was hit by a melody.

At the end of the bell, music rang out from the high platform.

Under everyone's curious gaze, Ying Baoyue knocked on the building.

Although unwilling to admit it, after listening to her qin and zither, everyone was still looking forward to the music brought by this girl, but to everyone's surprise, it was different from her splendid zither sound before, The sound of Tsukuyomi on the stage started off quite flat.

It was as dull as her audition, but at least the first sound at the beginning could give people a sense of freshness, but the minor tunes played so plainly made people feel that they were not exciting enough after listening too much.

"What is she playing? A ditty?"

"It feels no different from the one played in the teahouse. Is Jiang Lang's talent exhausted?"

There was a buzz of doubts from the audience, Murong Feilan listened quietly, and looked sideways at Ying Xun who was stunned beside him.

Amidst the bland music, Ying Xun stared blankly at the stage, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

"Brother Murong, why do I seem to..."

He seemed to hear some of the first voices of his life.

"So you still remember?" Murong Feilan looked forward, as if he saw the girl who was sitting by the child's cradle and gently patted Zhu to coax him to sleep.

This is a plain little tune, but everyone has heard it at the beginning of life, and it is a warm memory that everyone will never forget in their lifetime.

"This is just the beginning," he said softly.

"She'll give us a sweet dream."

(End of this chapter)