At the Beginning, I Scolded the Fairy Gate, I Really Want to Die

When I first listened to it, the tune was similar to what Xiao Qianqian had played before.

The rhythm is gentle, and the road is quiet and gentle.

It is like a gurgling stream, which makes people feel peaceful.

It's just that Ye Ning's performance is average, and it doesn't give people a strong sense of picture.

This is where Xiao Qianqian sneered.

But after playing, the tune changed.

The gurgling water is no longer static, as if it is blocked by a stone, divided into several streams, and flows forward.

The tune at this time is cheerful and divided.

Then the water continued to move forward, passing through the long waterway, as if passing through the forest, the music became a beautiful and lively style, the gurgling water was no longer lonely, and the joy of the birds and the singing of the insects were intoxicating.

This is the breath of life.

Xiao Qianqian was dumbfounded.

Before I knew it, I was immersed in it.

This is the shock that the classic repertoire brings to people, even if it is an average player, it can still make people indulge in it.

"What tune is this?"

Xiao Qianqian heard the difference.

Even if she didn't want to admit it, she had to give a fair evaluation. This piece was indeed better than the teacher's.

At this time, Xiao Qianqian was still a little unconvinced.

But Ye Ning's playing continued.

The sound of the piano was filled, and suddenly there was a change again.

It was as if a stream merged into the river, and the tune suddenly became wider and deeper.

In Xiao Qianqian's mind, a river emerged, constantly surging forward.

But there is no sound of water flowing anymore.

The flow of rivers brings people the feeling of silence.

Third Stage changes!

Xiao Qianqian had no time, he thought, suppressing the shock in his heart, and continued to listen.

The Fourth Stage change is here again.

The majestic river rushes away.

What is passed to people is a kind of eternal loneliness.

At this moment, the tune suddenly changed, and a sense of emptiness and loftyness slowly emerged.

"This is!"

Xiao Qianqian opened her small mouth, her eyes filled with obsession.

She seemed to see a majestic green mountain.

The green hills are endless, without knowing the foundation and the years.

Only the past flowing water is accompanied.

Majestic Xiruo Mount Tai.

Ecstatic like a river!

This is the feeling that this piano music brings to Xiao Qianqian.

With mountains and rivers, it seems eternal.

"There is such a wonderful song in the world!"

Xiao Qianqian was intoxicated.

But at this moment, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

But Ye Ning stopped playing.

"Why stop?"

Xiao Qianqian, who was enjoying the music, suddenly returned to reality, and she blurted out her instinctive discomfort.

But as soon as the words were uttered, he realized that he was wrong.

Lifting his head, what he saw was Lu Zhu's surprised look.

"Miss..."

Luzhu doesn't know much about rhythm, but as a listener, he doesn't seem to need to know too much.

As long as it sounds good, it's over.

She used to think that every song Miss played was very good, but now...

Her eyes are complicated and her heart is tangled.

Where did this bad guy come from? How could he be so enchanting.

Know how to play the piano and write poetry...

"I lost."

Xiao Qian took a deep breath.

This is a famous song that can be passed down through the ages.

In front of such a song, she couldn't say anything ambiguous.

"Then you still don't want to bet and lose?"

Ye Ning didn't have the slightest surprise.

Because the piece he played was nothing else, it was "Mountain and Flowing Water".

Through the ages, a mountain and flowing water.

The story of Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi has long been deeply imprinted in the minds of every Chinese.

Even if his piano skills are average, but as long as he plays this piece, can he still lose?

This is obviously impossible.

"Uncover it."

Xiao Qianqian's eyes drooped and waved his hand.

Lu Zhu hummed twice, then stepped forward and pulled down the curtain.

With this withdrawal, Ye Ning immediately saw Xiao Qianqian's true face.

Rao was prepared for it, but when he really saw it, he still subconsciously stayed for a while.

Is there any woman who can see this level well?

He didn't know what words to use to describe it, only felt that the brilliance of the entire room had gathered on Xiao Qianqian.

Her body is beautiful from top to bottom, and every part seems to be the most perfect masterpiece of heaven.

Especially the faint fascination between her gestures is a deadly poison for men.

No wonder, so many people know that Xiao Qianqian's identity is not simple, but they still rush forward.

Such a woman, as long as she has seen it, who can forget it?

"The more beautiful this woman is, the more it means that the man behind her is not simple!"

Ye Ning came back to his senses and felt happy.

Since ancient times, the more beautiful women are, the more powerful men will be possessed.

And the stronger the man, the more unable to accept the green hat.

Think about it in another way, if the own woman is Xiao Qianqian.

And she hooks up with other men, can she bear it?

Can bear the fart!

Haven't he cut down the eighteenth generation of his ancestor?

That's it.

This woman...

The buddies are hooked up!

And Xiao Qianqian was also engaged in psychological activities at this time.

"This person's appearance is not bad."

In fact, Ye Ning is definitely a handsome man.

Especially since he just played a stunning piece of music just now, it adds a lot to him.

This made Xiao Qianqian, who was ordered to hook up with Ye Ning, lost a lot of resistance in her heart.

Don't look at her sitting in the brothel, but she still does this kind of thing for the first time in her life.

Originally, it was extremely reluctant, and even thought of disobedience for the first time in his life.

But now, she feels she can try.

This man...

Ben Miss is ready!

Xiao Qianqian and Ye Ning looked at each other and then both laughed.

The smile is so kind.

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