The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

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Chapter 1511 Chapter Xia Waner (19)

Counting it, Xia Wan'er hasn't touched these elegant things in six or seven years. When he first came into contact, he was somewhat unrealistic.

A few fingers tried the sound, and found some familiarity.

This piano feels very good, there is no such thing as anti-fingerboarding, it can be seen that the owner is also very concerned about maintenance, and the string is just soft.

What song should I play?

Xia Wan'er thought about it for a while. The play did not write what kind of music Yan Mumu played. But what can be known is that the background is to see. Liu Taixi, Liu Taixi ’s granddaughter, has been ill and sick since he accidentally fell into the water six months ago.

And Yan Mumu and Liu Xixi are close friends in the boudoir, and they felt very distressed for her, so they made an appointment with her to come to play the piano every three days to listen to her, and chat with her through her door to relieve her fatigue.

From the date of Liu Xixi's appointment, Yan Mumu persisted for a full ten months until the male lead Liu Sheng cured Liu Xixi.

Xia Wan'er thought that Yan Mumu, a friend who was depressed and impetuous at the time, certainly would not be very happy to play the tune, and of course it would not be bitter.

Xia Wan'er smiled slightly, and an interesting song came to mind.

That was what she used to use to tease Xia Lin ’s little fool. When she worked hard every day on how to be a Qianjin Miss, the fool who would still call her sister would often come over to her yard. , Right sister, begged her to play with him, even if she was beaten and scolded.

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Xia Wan'er's hand flicked, and there seemed to be something cold and cold on his face that fell into the string.

She froze for a moment, and wiped the crystals in the corners of her eyes immovably.

Putting his thoughts away, he was about to start playing, and suddenly the voice of Si Min came from the side: "Xia Wan'er, what kind of wind do you smoke? Can you touch this Guqin?"

Si Min's voice was so loud that almost everyone's attention was attracted.

Fans outside the court are far away, only knowing that Xia Waner seems to have done something bad, and immediately began to shout: "Xia Banshee, get out of the entertainment circle!"

Ignoring the fans or something, Xia Wan'er glanced at Si Min. Although there was no words, the coldness in his eyes had not faded.

At this glance, what Si Min was going to say was choked in the throat.

The main disturbing sound was gone, and Xia Wan'er dropped his eyes.

The afterglow of the setting sun was imprinted on her, and she was plated with a faint luminescence, which was so beautiful and enviable to everyone.

Long eyelashes quivered like cicada wings, delicate facial features with a touch of worries, Qianqianyu finger plucked the strings, fragmented piano sounds also touched everyone's heartstrings.

Deputy Director Gu Yue specially found a suitable angle, which just happened to capture Xia Wan'er's whole body into the picture.

She seldom listened to these guqins, zithers and pipas. She did n’t understand Xia Waner ’s flirty fingering. She did n’t know whether Xia Waner ’s tunes were broken or dull. That ’s whether the broken and dull piano sounds were the guqin The appearance of playing is just from the perspective of a passerby, and it is still a little amazing to watch on the spot.

These things left by the ancestors always make some people can't help it.

But what she didn't expect was that in the 150 million readings, in a barrage of hundreds of scolding Xia Waner in a second, some occasionally flashed something like "master", "master level", "refreshing cognition" vocabulary.

She looked dumbfounded and was about to turn around. Suddenly, a local tyrant rewarded me with a meteor shower worth 100,000 yuan, and the reward was ten games.

This is the most valuable gift in the live broadcast app. The other party is so generous, just to slap the screen: "Good, don't let people interrupt her."