Douluo: Rebellious son of the Tang family

Chapter 413 Stupid brother.

The young man who walked out had an ordinary face, clear black eyes, and long black hair hanging on his shoulders without giving anyone the impression of being rude. Although the whole person was unattractive, he still had some temperament and a special kind of temperament.

Tranquil.

This person is naturally Tang San. His true appearance has long been blacklisted by Wuhun Palace, so he would never dare to use the handsome appearance of the Blue Silver Emperor after his awakening, so he could only use some kind of

The method is to disguise and change one's appearance. To create an ordinary appearance that is not eye-catching.

Facts have proved that a person's external temperament is closely related to his appearance, except for Yunchuan's pretty face. Now there is no enhancement of the appearance brought by the optimized bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor.

Well, although Tang San at this time was impeccable in terms of etiquette, his temperament was really lacking. It was far from being comparable to the original work that shocked the entire audience.

When he walked out of the side door, he became the focus of the audience almost instantly. Most people were surprised because they couldn't imagine that this man, He Dehe, could perform on stage as a representative? This was too much.

It's normal.

Tang Yuehua on the side sighed when she saw this scene. She firmly believed that if her nephew's true appearance was revealed, the reaction of the people present would definitely not be so dull. But unfortunately, Tang San's appearance had long been that of the Spirit Hall.

He is on the blacklist. He must not be exposed. We can only wrong him.

And Yun Chuan was also looking at Tang San, and with just one glance he was able to see through his details. He judged that his current strength was at the Soul Saint stage, but the murderous intent within him was suppressed. It seemed that during this period

Cultivating one's moral character here in Yuexuan has indeed achieved some results.

He didn't make any announcement or reveal his plans.

Yunchuan just sat in the audience, acting as a spectator.

I saw Tang San walking up to the center, then placing the harp on the prepared table, sitting on a special low stool, first he smiled and nodded at the many guests, his smile was impeccable. But when his eyes glanced at someone in the audience

The smile on his face suddenly solidified completely.

This face!

This hateful face!

How could Tang San forget? Even if he turned into ashes, he couldn't forget.

He knew that Blue Silver Douluo was actually the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. Therefore, he knew that the person who came to watch his performance was the hateful Holy Son of Wuhun Palace!

Has my identity been exposed?

Tang San was startled, and then thought it was impossible. After all, with his current appearance, he used the disguise technique in his previous life to disguise himself, not the soul technique. So it stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible to be seen through.

Don’t panic! It’s probably just a coincidence!

He said to himself secretly in his heart.

Then he took a deep breath and suppressed his trembling body. He slowly raised his hand and started playing gently.

A year has passed. A year ago, how could he have imagined that today he would be playing a musical instrument in front of everyone?

When he first started studying with his aunt, his heart was full of doubts. However, a month later, Tang San discovered that the path his father pointed out to him was so correct.

The purpose of practicing in the Killing City is to train the mind. The same is true in Yuexuan. When he gradually calmed down here and recalled everything that happened in the past and his entire growth process, he found that his spirit was so tired.

This year's time gave him the best rest physically and mentally. Although he did not deliberately practice, everything he had learned over the years was gradually integrated in this tranquility, and then he naturally broke into the seventy-level soul.

Saint. Officially became one of the high-end soul masters in the mainland.

Along with playing.

An elegant, pure sound as crystal clear as pearls and as clear as morning dew flowed from the exquisite golden harp. The hall suddenly became silent. The wonderful sound of the piano was so refreshing and refreshing. It was like the gurgling sound of a fountain under the moonlight.

The beauty of the wonderful scenery is filled with a poetic atmosphere.

Not to mention anything else, just listening to the music he played made many people nod slightly. It's good, it seems that this person can represent all the students on stage and perform, and he still has two qualities.

Yun Chuan was also smiling, but his eyes were fixed on Tang San. For no other reason than to put pressure on him with his eyes. It would be best if he could make him make mistakes and make a fool of himself in public.

It's a pity that Tang San seemed to be quite stable. After being stared at for so long, except for the cold sweat on his back, his hands didn't even tremble. It seems that in more than a year, his stupid brother has indeed fallen asleep.

A lot of hard work.

Tang Yuehua stood there quietly, listening to the beautiful sound of the piano. In her ears, the sound of the piano was of course different from what others heard. She was listening to see if the sound of the piano was really as indifferent as Tang San seemed on the surface. Just listening

As she listened, she couldn't help but frown.

As a master of music, Tang Yuehua could hear the tension in the sound of the piano, as if there was a beast beside him, but he pretended not to know how to suppress it.

What's going on?

It was obviously fine before, but why does the performance sound like this now?

Could it be that you are suffering from stage fright when performing in front of so many people?

Tang Yuehua couldn't figure it out. In this year, Tang San had obviously done very well in all aspects. So good that even a demanding lady like Tang Yuehua couldn't find a single flaw. Others needed a three-year course, but he completed it in one year, and

Learn better than anyone else. Being able to perform harp performance on behalf of graduating students has always been Yuexuan's tradition. Only the most outstanding students of this year's graduates can win this honor.

Tang San was able to sit there not because he was Tang Yuehua's nephew, but because of his own achievements. But what's going on now?

Why does the piano sound like this?

Although ordinary people can't hear it, only people like hers can hear something wrong. But in Tang Yuehua's eyes, this performance is undoubtedly imperfect and full of flaws.

The graduation ceremony went on like this, following procedures amidst the imperfect music.

Until the end.

The graduation ceremony ended successfully. Every student received their graduation certificate from the master Tang Yuehua and happily threw it into the arms of their relatives.

When Tang Yuehua completed all this, Tang San's mission for today was also completed. She walked to Tang San and asked, "What happened to you today? Why is your piano sound so chaotic?"

Tang San didn't speak, but glanced at the figure over the auditorium, who was getting up and leaving. There was strong resentment in his eyes!

Tang Yuehua followed his gaze, and when she saw the retreating figure, she immediately understood everything.