The Genius

When ye Tianlong, LAN Xiaomo and Liu Yongkang came into the hall, they saw two groups of Chinese men and women separated from each other, and their eyes focused on the central piano.

Men are well-dressed and women are gorgeous. Under the light blue light, they look elegant one by one.

Some of them are dandies from Mingjiang circle, such as Xu Jiajia, and others are from Hong Kong city circle, with their noses up to the sky. Both sides show hostility.

On the first floor, the second floor and the third floor, there are many guests who stop to watch. Even the waiters are prying. It is obvious that there has been a big stir between the two sides.

It's just that compared with the tension on Xu Jiajia's face, the men and women in the Hong Kong city circle are much more confident, with a clear sense of contempt in their eyes.

"Ding!"

At the moment, in front of the white piano in the center, there is a young woman sitting with delicate eyebrows and delicate hair. Her skin can be broken by blowing.

A white bra skirt, delicate lace lining out white legs, slender straight, exquisite curve completely outlined out.

The breath of a famous lady is naturally distributed.

"Lin Shaoqing is one of the four big families. Her brother's name is Lin Shaoqing. He is also a character. His archery skill is amazing."

Seeing the girl on the stage, LAN Xiaomo changed her pretty face for a while, and then whispered to Ye Tianlong, "it's said that Hong Kong University is a top student. It's said that the piano is very good."

"Lin Shaoqing's sister?"

Ye Tianlong Oh, a trace of banter, magic? That guy had been frightened by his own bird, so he didn't dare to stay in Mingjiang.

Then he squinted at the typhoon. Lin Shaoqing, who was very good, said, "it seems that this woman is a bit of a Taoist."

"President ye, can you play the piano?"

LAN Xiaomo rarely made fun of Ye Tianlong, but she seriously asked, "how sure are you?"

In addition to worrying that Mingjiang circle would be beaten again, she also worried that ye Tianlong's defeat would affect the authority of the president's future. After all, those members would be more or less unhappy with the defeat. So she added to Ye Tianlong: "if we are not sure, we will not play with them."

"It's better for me to turn on the switch or blow up the fire extinguisher to avoid fighting than to be slapped in the face."

Ye Tianlong light smile: "don't worry, take you a hundred million, naturally want to do something."

"Hello, everyone. My name is Lin Shaoqing. Today, I'd like to play for you a piece of my own composition, I'm not responsible to the Tathagata, I'm not responsible to you."

After debugging the piano, Lin Shaoqing moved a plate with coins away a little, and then spoke softly to the speaker:

"I hope you like it."

Beautiful noble, sweet voice, extraordinary temperament, coupled with that calm self-confidence, immediately attracted many people cheers.

The Hong Kong city circle, led by a young man with a striking ear, applauded repeatedly, looking at Xu Jiajia like a provocation, while clapping them with both hands.

Xu Jiajia's face was ugly, and they all looked a little nervous. Among them, the selected player, a girl in blue, was permeated with sweat.

Then, the audience was quiet again in Lin Shaoqing's gradually silent smile.

"Ding!"

When the whole audience was completely quiet, Lin Shaoqing's fingers fell and slowly began to play, which was very professional and elegant.

"Beauty is not born from mother to child. It should be the growth of peach trees. She hates that peach flowers are easy to fall. She is more affectionate than you."

"It's difficult to practice in a quiet time, to stop moving, to practice in a quiet time, and to link the past with the present. If you use this heart to learn Tao, then you will become a Buddha."

At the beginning, the audience didn't feel any difference, but with the continuous sound, they calmed down unconsciously.

A beautiful melody began to reverberate in the hall, like a gentle breeze, constantly blowing across people's faces and ears.

Slowly, many people's eyes show a touch of amazing, and difficult to believe, as if the soul floated out with the rhythm.

Even Xu Jiajia's looks changed from disdain to uneasiness, from uneasiness to embarrassment, and finally to calmness.

Many people slowly close their eyes, they feel that their soul, as if dancing with Lin Shaoqing's fingers.

Lin Shaoqing read cangyang Jiacuo's poem, but the melody is very unique and charming, especially the helpless transmission, which can easily lead people's emotions.

The sad melody seems to tell the audience that if they are emotional, they will fail the Tathagata; if they are not emotional, they will fail their sweetheart

Too beautiful, too beautiful, too sad.

LAN Xiaomo sighed. This is a master level. No wonder Lin Shaoqing can perform in the Golden Hall of Vienna.

Ye Tianlong also has more appreciation, but it's just appreciation, not too much amazing expression.

"Ding Ding Ding -"

on the stage, Lin Shaoqing's fingers are playing more and more smoothly. Her slender hands are like phantoms, knocking every piano key quickly.

"He once thought that his love would damage his Buddhist practice, and he was afraid that he would not fall into the city when he went to the mountains. In the world, he was able to live up to the Dharma, not to the Tathagata, not to the Qing."

When Lin Shaoqing finished the last sentence, she stopped playing the piano. Her eyes were a little proud, a little lonely, and a little nostalgicThen she got up and bowed slightly to the crowd: "thank you."

First, the whole audience was calm without any reaction. Then, I don't know who clapped, and the people upstairs and downstairs immediately gave thunderous applause.

"It's wonderful. It's moving."

"Shao Qing is excellent, master level."

"Not to mention Mingjiang, even in the whole of China, the younger generation can't find people of this standard."

The whole audience was crazy, the applause went on for a minute, and countless words of praise passed from upstairs and downstairs to the stage.

"Shaoqing is invincible, Shaoqing is invincible!"

More than a dozen people in the Hong Kong City Circle cheered and gave Lin Shaoqing unreserved encouragement. At the same time, they also showed their thumbs up to Xu Jiajia.

Xu Jiajia's face is as pale as ashes. Although they are all arrogant, they know their own strength. No one in the whole circle can surpass Lin Shaoqing.

Lin Shaoqing is good at beating the whole Mingjiang circle.

The girl in blue wipes away her tears and doesn't even go on the stage when she is killed. If she doesn't go on the stage, she will be ridiculed for being cowardly and completely disgraced.

there is a difference of ten blocks between the two sides.

"Xu Jiajia, where are your players? Not yet? "

Zhaofenger youth stood beside Lin Shaoqing, high spirited, pointed at Xu Jiajia, they laughed: "are you afraid? Is that right? "

"I'm afraid. I'll tell you straight. We won't laugh at you."

"Anyway, in our eyes, you are upstarts. It's too hard for you to engage in these arts and cultures."

Xu Jiajia drank: "don't be arrogant!" Liu Yongkang and his family are all indignant, but they are helpless. What can they do?

"Arrogant, what's the matter? Can't we be arrogant now? What's your challenge? "

Zhaofenger youth pulled open a collar and said, "who can beat us in your whole Mingjiang circle?"

With his hands akimbo, he lit Xu Jiajia, and they yelled, "if one can beat Shaoqing, I'll climb out of here."

"If you don't have it, you should bow your head and admit that you are a nouveau riche. When you see us in the future, you can roll as far as you can."

Lin Shaoqing light voice, tone with a bit of pride: "less disaster, small pond, hegemony, nothing to be proud of."

Zhaofenger's youth laughed, and the rest of his companions also laughed: "Xiao Chi Tang -"

the laughter was ironic. Xu Jiajia's face was angry, but they still had nothing to do.

Lin Shaoqing looked at Xu Jiajia and them. His tone was flat, but his words had a high disdain: "you are willing to accept defeat."

"Stand up and say in public: Mingjiang is too dreary to carry shoes for the city."

At this time, a voice came out faintly: "wrong."

Ye Tianlong came up from the crowd: "it's you. I don't deserve to give Ben less trousers..."

PS: today's monthly pass is double, extremely tragic, just like the chapter of douqin. Thank you very much. No matter what the result of the monthly pass at 12 o'clock tonight, thank you for your unity. Your unity is ten times more important than the ranking of the monthly pass. I haven't been so moved and enthusiastic for a long time.

Thank you for bowing.