The businesswoman counterattack: the prince is obediently pressed by me

Chapter 144 The first round of competition (6)

The east wind blew up Xueqin's clothes, and the hairband on her head fluttered with the wind.Xueqin faced the direction of the wind, closed her eyes, and felt the existence of the wind.

As soon as the wind stopped, his eyes opened suddenly, with a smile in his eyes, he lifted his clothes and sat down.Li Mo knelt on the ground to set up the piano for her, and tried the piano for her.Where the tone is wrong, I tune it for her again.

Li Mo felt that the color of the piano was getting better, and looked up at Xueqin, waiting for her order.Xueqin said softly: "Okay, you can go down."

"Yes." Li Mo obediently retreated to the audience and stood behind Yun Zimo.

Xueqin lowered her head, a strand of hair broke free from the headband, and dangled mischievously in front of her eyes, Xueqin gently pulled up the strand of hair with her left hand.Then he played the outer piano, he was still a little worried, and wanted to try the sound.

"Ding".Twist the strings, and there is a simple sound in the crispness.Xueqin's eyes lit up, this violin is a good violin.

Just one timbre determines whether the piano is good or bad. I have to say that Xueqin's accomplishments in the piano are still good.

The people below were crowded, all of them came for the girl Xueqin who was second only to Chenluo, and they didn't care who the oiran of Yueyu Pavilion was.They just want to hear how Miss Xueqin's piano sound is, and then compare it with Chenluo back then.

"Miss Xueqin, let's start." The people below couldn't wait, and one couldn't help but shouted.

Xueqin smiled beautifully and nodded.

Both hands rested peacefully on the piano, and the slender fingers looked whiter on the black wooden carved piano.With a gentle smile, a frightening aura burst out between his brows.

The hands don't stop, and the eyes move with the movement of the hands.

Fighting on the battlefield, gold and iron horses, soldiers shouting, roaring to kill the enemy and capture the flag.

The gushing of blood, the murmur of death seems to have a lingering sound in the throat.The despair in his eyes, the scene when he left home rolled in front of his eyes at this moment, as if he had returned to the beginning, and he would definitely go home if he agreed.

Death shrouded the entire sky red with blood, and the war was over.

The surviving soldiers fell down on the bloody grass and looked up at the full moon above their heads. Battle after battle had worn down their patience. Going home was their longing and their last hope. hope.

Helplessness, loneliness, and the urgency to go home all turned into a tune played on the bloody grassland.

The song had stopped, and everyone was deeply immersed in the song and couldn't get back to their senses for a long time. I don't know who climbed out first and applauded under the quiet night sky. Then everyone woke up from the song and applauded.

The east wind picked up again, and the sleeves of her clothes fluttered. Xueqin restrained her eyebrows and returned to her previous gentleness.

"Xueqin made a fool of herself." Xueqin lowered her brows and eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked.

After all, Xueqin picked up Qin and came down from the stage. Everyone looked at her reluctantly, hoping that she would play another song.

Xueqin walked to Yun Zimo's side, "Young Master Yun, return this piano to you."

Yun Zimo blocked it, "I will lend you this piano until the end of the competition."

Shang Bian interjected, "Yun'er, why don't you just give it to Xueniu?"

Yun Zimo smiled, "This qin depends on fate. When fate comes, Qin will choose the master by herself. At present, she cannot become the master of Qin."

Shang Mian seemed to understand, "Xue Niu, your piano skills have improved again."

Xueqin smiled implicitly, automatically ignoring the question Shang Min asked earlier, "Miss, I'm nothing."

"Don't be humble at this time, we will definitely win this game." Shang Yan raised his eyebrows.

Xueqin smiled and didn't answer.

　For the sake of the country, soldiers had to leave their hometowns to fight on the battlefield, entrusting their thoughts of home.One battle after another, unknown death, unknown return, makes people feel a little sad.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)