After being reborn, she became the palm of a big boss

Chapter 131
Not only Shu Yao, but even Aisa's heart started beating wildly.

The gift of Aisa as a side branch is extremely important, and it is related to the importance that the main line attaches to the side branch.

Hearing Patriarch's voice, Aisa lost his mind for a moment.

This is the aura of those in power.

"This song..."

"If you don't sign up, everyone here must be familiar with it."

Aisa looked at Shu Yao who was on the stage behind her, and when she stepped off the stage, she touched her hand lightly.

Cheers silently.

The interest of all the guests in the audience was aroused by Azshara, who was valued by the next heir.

Who is that?
Meeting her eyes, Shu Yao walked up slowly, she walked very steadily, with various postures.

The light was dim, like the faint light from the moonlight, and the tiny shadows from the lamp fell on Shu Yao's body.

Really complied with that sentence, and came wearing stars and moons.

The mask blocked all the faces of the visitors, making people curious for no reason.

Some even leaned forward unconsciously, trying to see what was under the mask.

However, the people who came to sit holding the piano didn't seem to care about them.

Then the guzheng was gently placed in front of her body, Shu Yao raised her hand, bent her sleeves on both sides, and fixed it.

Compared with Shu Murou's complexity, she seems much simpler.

The audience was quiet, and it could even be said that they were a little unmoved, let alone fresh.

Shu Yao raised her hand and brushed the zither.

"Zheng!"

The strings of the zither collided and made a hard sound.

Shu Yao raised her eyes a little, and immediately looked at the people in the audience, a trace of warmth flashed across her phoenix eyes.

Under the stage, the man was sitting among the guests, even though he was wearing a mask, Shu Yao could still recognize him.

He supported his face with one hand, and looked at Shu Yao steadily, with lingering eyes.

I am here.

Shu Yao's heart suddenly settled down.

She raised her hand to cover the guzheng, and when it fell together, it made clank and roar.

Compared with the fierce and high-spirited song "Flowing Water", the opening song is a fierce and high-spirited tone, which shatters the silence in the venue at once.

But I saw the hands on the strings of the guzheng moving quickly at an invisible speed.

The slender and slender hand quickly moved up and down on the guzheng like a phantom, and the fingers were intertwined so that they could not be seen clearly.

Shu Yao's zither has fingers so fast that people can't see clearly, it looks like fingers are flying in the air.

I don't know whether it is the guzheng or the rapidly dancing hand that makes the sound.

As soon as there is a sound, it is the momentum of thunder, like a mighty wave hitting in front of your eyes, it is amazing.

Turn again.

Shu Yaoan sat still like a mountain, under the soft moonlight, the sound of the piano leaked from her hands.

It sounds again, like thousands of troops and horses rushing forward, and the majestic mountains and rivers are in front of you, majestic, magnificent and gorgeous.

Shu Yao's hand was faster than last time, almost turning into a shadow.

Her arms also vibrated with the strings, as if there were no strings playing, her eyes were quiet and lingering.

And the people in the audience seemed to be sucked in, and stood up unconsciously.

One, two, three or four, those who were attracted into groups stood up unconsciously, wanting to applaud them.

But he couldn't bear to interrupt.

The people on the stage didn't notice it, they were fully focused on the piano music at hand, their hair was shaking slightly.

Just sitting quietly on the stage, Shu Yao has a natural domineering, impeccable.

Solid as a rock, with calm eyes, unmoved by anyone, and the voice of vigor under his hands.

Domineering, stirring, the hearts of those who listened were shocked.

At the last sound, the sound of the string changes again.

Unrestrained and unrestrained like the wind, coming and going freely, as if the vastness and magnificence of heaven and earth are played out by hand.

The tone changed again and again, strumming the strings up and down, making bursts of astonishing and eager strings.

Turning down again quickly, the most upbeat tone suddenly stopped with a bang.

The surrounding area was completely quiet, without recovering from the imposing tune just now, it was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard.

"This is……"

"Fuxi sounds like a god."

"It is the famous song of the hand of God."

There were whispers among the guests.

Immediately afterwards, the applause roared like thunder, and the guests who had been sitting under the stage stood up and applauded one after another.

"It's the hand of God!"

"Sure enough, my reputation is well-deserved, my God, Miss Isa is so amazing that she can afford such a person."

"Didn't it mean that the hand of God is long gone, no matter how you put it and—"

"It shouldn't be a woman of this age."

"It's really amazing, this song should only exist in the sky."

"This life is worth it, the Ross family's cards are really big!"

Shu Murou was stunned, and everyone around him stood up one by one, even Fu's father couldn't help standing up.

Everyone stood up and surrounded the place where they were still sitting, blocking their view.

Fu Jingzhen also stood up unconsciously, he hadn't reacted from the banquet yet.

"Good, good, good!" Father Fu said three good things in a row.

He stared motionlessly at the masked woman downstairs, his eyes full of shock.

Shu Murou looked sad, and suddenly became frightened, she hurriedly grabbed Fu Jingzhen's hand.

Fu Jingzhen was stunned, he was like a stone statue.

I remembered that Shu Yao said it was his birthday, and wanted to play a piece of music as a gift for him.

Fu Jingzhen still disdains it, it's just a piece of music, it's not interesting, boring, and has no interest at all.

So he missed it all the way.

At this time.

Not far away, I heard another familiar voice, it was Cheng Lao.

Cheng Lao looked at Qin Lao who stood up hurriedly beside him, and his heart was agitated and he couldn't control it.

This song seemed to bring them back to the time when they were working in country S.

Gold and iron horses, swallow mountains and rivers with anger.

"Absolutely, really a must."

"It's really a great sound, and an elephant has no shape."

Old Qin couldn't help shaking his head in admiration, as if he couldn't believe such a song really existed.

Pressing his skinny and shriveled hands on the fence, he began to tremble slightly when he squeezed them, his voice was hoarse, and he kept shaking his head.

Cheng Lao was also very surprised, "Old Qin."

Elder Qin made a stop gesture and looked towards the center.

The person behind the heavy curtain actually stood up, stood on the fence like Qin Lao, and looked downstairs steadily.

The middle-aged man stood downstairs, looking condescendingly. He clapped his hands in the air continuously.

It is the owner of Ross, obviously very satisfied.

And look again, the woman wearing a mask under the stage calmly walked to the front of the stage and bowed slightly.

"Miss, can you take off the mask!"

One of the people who came to the stage to present roses spoke loudly.

The man had a loud voice, and spoke out the thoughts of other people, and all the guests curiously echoed and booed.

"Take off the mask! Take off the mask! Take off the mask!"

"Could it be that you can't see the light?"

"Who is the Hand of God?"

"At a time like this, others are eager to be known, it's so strange."

Shu Yao shook her head very lightly, as a polite refusal, but her eyes were bright, as if she was looking at something.

She was looking at the man behind the man, watching with all her heart.

The man looked at Shu Yao several times with regret, and put down the only two roses in his hand.

"Rose……"

The man was about to leave, but he heard the man behind him step forward.

It was Qin Jiuxiao.

Qin Jiuxiao handed out the rose in his hand, but did not put it in front of the glass cabinet.

"You're not very short, are you?" Shu Yao heard Qin Jiuxiao say this to her.

She was startled, but before she recovered, the man raised his hand and gently folded the rose branch.

In a daze, Qin Jiuxiao raised his hand and pinned the rose on Shu Yao's coiled hair.

His arm was placed beside Shu Yao's ear, like a hugging gesture, ambiguous and intimate.

Shu Yao stared at her and suddenly realized what Qin Jiuxiao was going to do.

Qin Jiuxiao covered her mask with his hands and took it off, revealing the beautiful face behind the mask.

The man's deep and deep voice calmed Shu Yao's mind, he told Shu Yao.

"Yaoyao, you should take it off."

"You were born noble and radiant, as it should be."

Shu Yao's eyes turned red, as if she and the person in front of her were the only ones left in the world at this moment.

(End of this chapter)