Difficulty: So I am an undercover villain

Chapter 143
When Shen Yifei complained, Song Qingshu noticed that someone was staring at her, so she looked in this direction, and after finding that it was a strange face, she showed some doubts.

Shen Yifei looked at him and smiled back.

Sensing that there was something strange about the people around him, Tarogula tugged on Song Qingshu's sleeve and asked:

"what happened?"

Song Qingshu returned a smile and then turned to Tai Luogu and said, "It's nothing, I just feel that that person has a feeling of deja vu."

"Is it?"

Hearing that Tai Luo Gu followed Song Qingshu's gaze, but only saw a side face. Since she had been with Shen Yifei not long ago, she didn't see anything.

After taking his eyes away from the pair, Shen Yifei looked around, and suddenly his pupils shrank suddenly, as if seeing something extraordinary.

It's terrible, it's really terrible, what did he see, he actually saw the stroke boy whom he hadn't seen for many days.

Although it is rare to meet a stroke boy here, it is not enough to surprise Shen Yifei too much. What really shocked him was that this melon boy was riding on Su Huanzhen's neck, and his chubby little hands were still holding Su Huan's body. It is true that the head is fixed and the figure does not let itself fall.

"His grandma's, your father and I have never ridden one."

Isn't this cheating? Waiting for Su is really good. Afterwards, I have to blame Lao Tzu for everything. This is not the way to seek death.

Shen Yifei got up, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to go over to grab the brush boy, but then he sat back. He suddenly remembered that he was now the Red Crown Warrior. There are too many people here, and if his identity is exposed, it would be a bit of a loss. It's better to wait until the piano competition is over before acting.

And the stroke boy was also curious to see the people playing on the stage and didn't want to look around, otherwise he would definitely recognize Shen Yifei if he saw it, after all, under the induction of the blood element, all pretense is futile.

On the Yunmeng Stage, Mr. Qin Que had his sleeves fluttering and sang a tune. There were blood-colored strings appearing and disappearing in the space around him. There was no piano at the scene, but the sound of the piano started spontaneously.

Repeated wind, repeated clouds, repeated thousands of miles to see Mr. Lao; one string of thinking, two strings of thinking, three or four exciting dances of civil and martial arts, and breaking lovesickness in the strings.

Reminiscing back then, how did you know each other, Danxin Chicheng swore a blood oath, Luluo cut his soul with one knife, died with one knife, died with two swords, now it is too late to revive the soul.

"It's Lang begging for his life~"

"Good! Good!"

The people on the stage sang the piano, danced and played, and they were so skillful that the audience applauded and applauded. Among them, Su Zhenzhen was the loudest, and his voice even overwhelmed the others.

Although Shen Yifei didn't know the piano, he could feel the meaning of returning with hatred from Mr. Qin Que's dancing posture.

Glancing at Su Huanzhen, who applauded and applauded, Shen Yifei murmured to himself in a low voice: "It seems that this guy hates Chi Ming to the extreme, but it seems that there are other things mixed in, love each other and kill each other, do you love more or not?" Hate a little more?"

If the relationship between these two people can be reconciled in advance, perhaps Chi Ming can be led on the right path in advance, but wouldn't Zi Meng become a third party in this way?Is this too cruel for him.

Thinking about it, Shen Yifei suddenly laughed, he took it for granted, how could the relationship between Sanbei and Chiming be so easy to handle.

Shaking his head and continuing to watch the play, Mr. Qin Que's song was coming to an end at this time. The last volley flicked his sleeves and ended perfectly. After that, the lights on the stage suddenly went out, and the figures disappeared. rustling sound.

Soon.

Tick ​​tock!

In doubt, there was a deep string sound like water dripping into the ocean suddenly in the air.

The ethereal voice hit the heart directly, everyone stopped the voice unconsciously, and looked up at the stage.

The water wave raises the strings, the strings are like flowing water to draw air, and the melodious and soft tunes come from the dark stage. One sound, one thought, like gravel falling into the water, the deepest dream in the heart is stirred up in an instant.

"Liduo is like flowing water from east to west, and the two meet at the end. The shallow love is like the cloud and the indetermination, and it is still in the soul of a dream. This is the same."

A gentle voice sounded, like a business girl singing, since ancient times, there are many loves and farewells.

With each sound and tone, a beautiful image unconsciously appeared in Shen Yifei's mind, as if he could feel that the person he belonged to was by his side, only separated by a veil, within reach.

And in the background, in the waiting seats, three beautiful figures have different expressions on their faces amidst the melody of the piano.

A smile rose on Cui Luohan's face, Lin Ruomei thought of her brother-in-law and her husband, tears rolled down her face, and not far from them was a beauty in red with the most complicated expression, her face was bright and dark, she didn't know what she was thinking .
Under Yunmeng Terrace, Su Huanzhen, who was only a few tables away from Shen Yifei, only felt that the melody chanted a piece of memory, reminding him of the greatest regret in his life.

Looking up again, Su Zhenzhen found that there were red tents in front of him, and the familiar scene made him unable to control himself, and his legs walked in disobediently.

"What is this place?"

While Su Zhenzhen was puzzled, the wind chime rang, and the familiar voice came to his ears again.

"After the dream, the building is locked high, and the curtain is lowered after drinking. Last year, when the spring hate came, the fallen flowers were independent, and the swifts flew together."

Bang bang bang!
As he got closer to the tent, Su Zhenzhen felt his heart beating more violently, as if he could see the indelible person engraved in his soul when he opened the curtain.

Thousands of lights, almost flickering in the wind, and the tinkling of the ear bells, evoking strange emotions in the bottom of my heart; a memory of choking thoughts gradually formed in the breeze.

"I remember the first time I met Xiaoping, the double heart character Luo Yi, and the pipa strings said lovesickness. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it once returned under the colorful clouds."

Su Zhenzhen was stunned, and shouted out: "Cailing, it's Cailing."

With a sound, everything was cut, and the footsteps rushed towards the tent. When he was about to approach, the wind chime sounded again, and the scene in front of him suddenly splashed with waves, as if the calm water was touched by someone, and there were signs of shaking. Really stopped abruptly.

"Okay. I won't disturb Meimeng, don't wake up, don't wake up!"

Su Zhenzhen retreated while talking, finally leaned on a wooden frame, closed his eyes slightly, and felt this much-desired moment of tranquility.

Aggressive because of love, timid because of love, the clammy cold and impetuous heartbeat in the hand, is the moment of dreaming, and the cautiousness that dare not let go.

I am deeply afraid that if I let go, even the chance to meet in my dream will be gone.

"With this piano music, Yaxianni hopes that lovers in the world will finally get married."

"Little Bailong, little Bailong, wake up!"

Seeing Su Su really lost his mind, the pen boy held his head and shook his head wildly.

"Hiss~uh~"

Su Zhenzhen groaned in pain after waking up, deeply feeling the pain of memory.

"Are you OK?"

"No problem." Su Zhenzhen didn't blame the interrupted dream, looking at the immature eyes of the pen boy with concern, he just shook his head slightly.

As for whether the account was settled on someone's head, it is unknown.

At the same time, Shen Yifei also woke up from that beautiful dream.

"What a song for lovers, it's rare here." Shen Yifei sighed in admiration, looking around, and found that most of the people were immersed in it, with unfinished expressions on their faces.

However, when he saw Guawazi, he found that the kid was holding Su Huanzhen's head and was shaking wildly. At this moment, Shen Yifei almost couldn't help rushing over to lift him up and beat him up.

breathe~
After taking a deep breath, Shen Yifei calmed down, and began to think in his mind if he could still have this kid. I liked Yuan Wuxiang a lot earlier, so why don't we continue to give it up?
When Shen Yifei was thinking about whether he could still have melon seeds, the lights on the stage were turned off again, and the sound of the piano sounded. Compared with the previous two, this one's tune was cheerful and light, not as rich and profound as before. A pleasant feeling.

And in the background, a young man in white frowned when he heard the tune, because the score he had prepared for this concert had collided with the people who are playing now, but then he breathed a sigh of relief. Being well-regulated does not give people a bright feeling. He believes that even if the tunes are similar, he can stand out with his piano skills.

The expression on the boy's face was flat, he didn't think about it, he listened to the similar tune quietly, making judgments in his heart.

"The bamboo heart flute is blowing in the breeze, and the autumn water is leaving with bright eyes; the beauty is sitting and playing the stringed piano, and there are guests who come and listen to it."

The voice was clear and crisp like a yellow warbler, Shen Yifei moved his ears, he felt that the voice was very familiar, and the poem was also very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

Along with the string music, the lights on the stage restarted, and figures emerged, and a beautiful fairy held the piano solo, and the sound of the piano lingered endlessly.

How could it be Cui Luohan?Seeing the faces of the people on the stage clearly, Shen Yifei's eyes widened in disbelief. It was not mentioned in the original play that she would come to the Xianqin Supreme Banquet.

Illusion, it's an illusion, it must be that Yaxianni's dream effect just now has not ended, but, why is it so real in front of me?

Shen Yifei rubbed his eyes vigorously, then looked at the stage, the player on the stage remained the same, even Cui Luohan smiled at him.

It's true, Shen Yifei returned a smile that was uglier than crying. I knew what Cui Luohan would say and Shen Yifei would not come to join in the excitement.

Shura field naturally refers to the leader.

He can feel that Shetian Qinji seems to have different feelings for him, and what is different from the original play is that after learning that he is not dead, Qin Ji's character in this life does not seem to be as strong as in the original play. extreme.

Shen Yifei speculates that the reason why Qinji in the original drama hates him so much may also be due to his own previous life. Two men, one was killed by her by accident, and the other died for her, thus creating the later "May the couples in the world not be what they are" Good' the words are on the lips of the pardoner.

It's just that for some reason, the part of my predecessor was not shown in the original play.

But, it's all the fault of his predecessor, the current Shen Yifei doesn't have any feelings for Shetian Qinji, is this the cycle of heaven?
Occupying the body of the predecessor but also inheriting his karma?

No one can answer this question, Shen Yifei can only pray that the head of the group will not recognize himself with makeup, he has been exposed to Cui Luohan's eyes, and now he can't do it even if he wants to leave.

Cui Luohan on the stage saw Shen Yifei's shocked appearance, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but draw an arc.

At the end of the song, Cui Luohan hugged the piano and bowed to the audience, then retreated.

Cui Luohan's performance just now was not brilliant, but Shen Yifei was very familiar with her, and knew that her piano skills were far more than that.

Having attended but kept such a low profile, it was obvious that Cuiluo Hanzhi was not at the head of the party, perhaps it was a specially prepared surprise for knowing that someone would come.

Shen Yifei had already guessed that Cui Luohan's coming must be the day when Lun Jianhai was destroyed, and she remembered it in her heart when Lun Qingcheng told her about the Xianqin Supreme Banquet.

Boom!
After Cui Luohan left the stage, a bell rang suddenly from all around, pulling Shen Yifei back from his thoughts.

"This piano meeting, can those who ring the bell also participate?"

While pondering, I suddenly heard the rushing sound of the pipa, which seemed to be dripping rain, and also like a strong wind blowing, which made people upset and disturbed.

For no reason, Shen Yifei felt a little irritability in his heart, but he also felt a pleasure of releasing the pressure in this irritability.

At this moment, the stage lights up, and two figures, one in front and the other in the back, each hold a Yin-Yang pipa, playing the sound like thunder like a bell, knocking out the dullness of the world.

Boom!dong dong dong!
Then the sudden rain came, the earth was like thunder, the sound of the zither was like scattered pearls and jade, knocking everywhere, and the wind and rain were like a raging sea and a dragon.

"The pipa sounds with the heart, don't hold the yin and yang sounds."

With a loud shout, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the sound fell.

"Gone? Is this gone?"

so fast?From the two people's appearance to the end, it took less than five seconds to pinch their fingers, Shen Yifei was still in a daze, and the performance ended.

Five seconds, how about you two playing Barbarian King here?At this time, Shen Yifei really wanted to burst out a foul language that was circulated on the Internet in his previous life.

Rnm refunds the money, oh, no money, forget it.

However, although the scene just now was short, it also gave the audience a shocking feeling.

The majestic atmosphere, the thundering sound, and the arrogance that seemed to smash the world into pieces fit the taste of some laymen.

It's a pity that it's too short, Shen Yifei showed an unfinished look.

Regrettably, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, the boat piano was set up on the stage, and the beauty played the strings.

The strings reverberate in Yunmengtai, the melody is like laughing and weeping, it seems to be expressing the heart, five or six strings for joy, five or six strings for sadness, with a swipe of the hand, the song recites thousands of years.

Playing the piano is like talking about love, pressing the strings has no emotion, and the music has no heart.

"Weak Shuiqin Ji, the four diseases enter the music."

With the help of the dim light, Shen Yifei saw a beautiful face, glamorous but not vulgar, with a peerless beauty, after only one glance, Shen Yifei looked away, for fear of attracting the attention of the people on the stage.

I don't know, the beauty has already fallen from the corner of my eye.

"Okay, miss played really well." At the end of the song, Tai Luogu pulled Song Qingshu and clapped eagerly.

With the departure of Shetian Qinji, the Xianqin Supreme Banquet ushered in the last event. The lights went up, illuminating the entire Yunmeng Terrace, and the light drove away the darkness. A handsome young man in white sat cross-legged on the stage , flick the zither on the leg.

An unheard-of melody of joy, like a soaring bird, dotted on a calm lake, the strings are counted at one point, and the strings echo back to the rhyme.The rhyme stroke is slightly windy, the heart is light and easy, and the spring breeze bathes people.

"Baixue's slender hands are messy, green water is clear and humble, the clock is long gone, and there is no bosom friend in the world."

　I don’t know how to play the piano, but fortunately there are original dramas (squinting smile)
　　
　
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