I just want to live well but I surpass the protagonist.

"Is this our hall master? He is more beautiful than imagined."

"I have been in the hall for 20 years, and today I finally met the hall master. One of my lifelong wishes has been fulfilled."

"agree."

"me too."

All the eyes of the audience were focused on Mu Qingyin, with all kinds of words of exclamation, emotion, and praise.

Yi Bai reacted first and stood up immediately: "What are you doing? Why don't you say hello to the hall master?"

As the head of the hall, Mu Qingyin is more like a protector than a master. If you encounter any trouble outside, like being bullied, Yibai and the others can't get ahead with their golden elixirs, so naturally Mu Qingyin will do it.

Each hall master has his own dignity, and it is impossible for his disciples to suffer.

Since Mu Qingyin became the hall leader, the hall leader assessment he set has scared off many people, which is very intimidating. Moreover, the disciples of the Yinhua Hall are basically indifferent to the world, so they have not been bullied. In the past, when there were still male cultivators in the Music and Painting Hall, there were many verbal conflicts, which eventually escalated into fights.

Tianluo Sect does not object to duels between disciples. As long as no one is killed and no one's cultivation is ruined, there will be no big problem. The point is, what does the Music and Painting Hall teach? Rhythm and painting! Isn't it funny to go and fight with a swordsman and swordsman before you even finish your studies? After fighting and failing to win, I lost the face of the hall master. Afterwards, I always felt that I was talented, so I went to hook up with girls, argue with others, fight again, and the cycle continues.

So after Mu Qingyin came to power, the first thing he did was to drive out all the guys who couldn't calm down. The effect was remarkable. Over the years, there have been no embarrassing rumors in the Yinhua Hall.

In short, as the leader of the class, the disciples should show respect to her.

Just when everyone was about to stand up and salute, Mu Qingyin stretched out his plain hand and waved it gently: "There is no need to be polite, and there is no need to be restrained because of my arrival. Just do whatever you want."

As the main target of the celebration, Ye Yong sat in the middle of the host's seat. He gave up his seat to Mu Qingyin, who shook his head and sat next to him.

"The hall master doesn't seem to be very fierce."

"Yeah, I thought she must be a devil for coming up with such an assessment."

"You're going to die, that's what you say, Hall Master. After all, it's not because those men have impure minds and brought it upon themselves. Wouldn't Junior Brother Ye just pass?"

"I know, it's just that I was too worried about Junior Brother Ye not being able to pass, so I thought that way."

Listening to the whispers around him, Mu Qingyin sighed in his heart.

Not to mention that she finds interpersonal communication troublesome, just by sitting here, it is impossible for the disciples to relax and enjoy the banquet.

Sure enough, I shouldn't have gone out. I was confused for a moment.

Yibai could sense that the atmosphere had changed. Everyone was curious about the hall master and welcomed her arrival. However, due to the huge differences in status, there would always be barriers.

Yi Bai winked at the other golden elixirs and nodded, and they began to try to warm up the atmosphere: "It seems that Junior Brother Ye has really made a great contribution this time. Even the hall master came to congratulate you. Where are your words of congratulations?" ? Why are you hiding it and not talking about it?”

If someone starts, there will definitely be a response, and everyone will offer their congratulations.

But it always felt weird. Ye Yong and Mu Qingyin sat close to each other, while the others sat far away, and then everyone said congratulations to them, just like at a wedding banquet.

Mu Qingyin's expression moved slightly, and she sighed again that she shouldn't have come out.

Yibai wiped the fine sweat from his white face, but he was getting more and more embarrassed: "Eat, let's eat."

Senior Sister Bai, you can't do this. Wouldn't it be more embarrassing if everyone doesn't talk during dinner?

As a modern person, Ye Yong, even if he is not the king of parties, has seen so many film and television works, novels and comics, so he still has some experience.

He stood up and said to everyone: "Before that, I want to say something. This morning I went to see the hall master, and the hall master gave me an excellent flute at the prefecture level. I want to show it in front of my senior sisters. Show off, don’t you mind?”

"Of course I don't mind."

"come quickly!"

Ye Yong bought a first-grade spiritual music book in the system store, which can relax the mind. He took out the Xingyue Ring Flute and started playing it.

The faint sound of the flute stretches continuously, like a breeze blowing all over the body, making people relax and enjoy.

After the song, everyone applauded Ye Yong. Ye Yong smiled modestly, and then said: "Others say that the zheng music played by our Music and Painting Hall master is unique in Tianluo Sect. I don't know how many of us are disciples." There is no such honor..."

"That's right. Master, please play a song, please."

Everyone was making noises, and they were really curious.

The music played by the powerful person who transformed into a god is not something you can just listen to.

Mu Qingyin glanced at Ye Yong and nodded slightly.

Yibai quickly lifted the zither in front of Mu Qingyin. Mu Qingyin put her slender hands on it and said to the female disciples: "If any of you are practicing zither music, please pay attention."

Climb!

Just one strum can directly shake people's hearts.

Deng Deng!

As the music continued to sound, the emotions of the people around seemed to be synchronized, rising and falling with the music, and some people broke through the realm directly on the spot.

The kite stopped, and everyone still had their eyes closed, with endless aftertaste.

Ye Yong thought it was almost done and took the lead in applauding. Soon everyone came to their senses and started applauding.

"I wonder if the disciple can support me and play a song with the hall master?"

"Can."

There is no music score, but as long as Ye Yong takes the lead, with Mu Qingyin's knowledge of rhythm, it is really not easy to cooperate with him.

Ye Yong did not play spiritual music, but improvised. Anyway, he played a light and pleasant tune. The sound of the zither followed the sound of the flute, sometimes resonating and sometimes joining together. At this time, two paintings floated in, and the beauties appeared. They walked onto the stage and danced lightly.

Soon other female disciples joined in, and some sang along with the music.

The female disciples gradually let go, and the atmosphere became tense. Mu Qingyin glanced at Ye Yong a few more times, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a beautiful way.

This disciple can always surprise people.

Favorability +2.

Things became much simpler after that. Mu Qingyin no longer needed to play the zither, eat, drink tea, and comment on the problems of the female disciples. After the female disciples received comments, they continued to try to correct them. Throughout the afternoon, the sound of musical instruments, singing, and laughter never stopped.

Wu Xue sat in the corner.

Her identity is a maid, and she is not a cultivator. Being able to stay in a place like this, not to mention mortals, even the male cultivators in other halls must envy her to the point of separation.

Because of his status, and the master of the music and painting hall appeared, Wu Xue did not dare to approach his young master, did not dare to sit in a conspicuous place, and did not dare to dance with the senior sisters like last time, silently choosing to be invisible. Worker.

At this time, a beautiful and delicate female cultivator came to her, bent down, and spread out the book in her hand: "Do you know how to pronounce this word?"

Wu Xue glanced at it, and her attention was immediately attracted by the feather pen on the book: "Senior Sister Lu, what kind of feather is this? It's so beautiful."

"Hmph, it's the first feather that was replaced by the chick of Quesha." Lu Xiaoxiao introduced happily.

When Ye Yong sent the quill out, Wu Xue was in the room breaking through the seventh level of Qi Refining. He had no idea that the other party was showing off in front of him something given by the young master. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to listen to Lu Xiaoxiao seriously like a student. Speak out the information about the birds as if reciting the text.

As for why Lu Xiaoxiao came to chat with Wu Xue, it was because she was a painting cultivator. She usually read books, didn't practice dancing and singing much, and didn't dare to embarrass herself in front of the hall master.

Lu Xiaoxiao loved reading, and so did Wu Xue. The two of them chatted quite well. Later, Wu Xue turned back to the guest and told stories about his young master, which made Lu Xiaoxiao marvel and marvel.

The two formed a small world of storytellers, and outside was a lively world of music and dance. They did not interfere with each other. At this moment, the banquet reached the highest point where everyone was happy and relaxed.

(Volume 1: How to survive after becoming a villain. End.)