The more they heard Hua Jin's current playing, everyone gritted their teeth and insisted, resolutely not to cover their ears, anyway, no matter how much torture it is, it will only be for a while, if they cover their ears, it will be torture for a longer time!

The maid beside Luo also frowned and covered her ears when she heard the voice here, "Is this playing cotton?"

Roche didn't expect to look at such a gentle and chic person, this piano actually killed people, and sighed, "Wrong, playing cotton is better than this!"

Obviously, about the sound of Huajin's piano, everyone's aesthetics are still very consistent, and everyone just tries to persevere, hoping that she can be kind and not insist like this for too long. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Ning Hao took a look at everyone's performance, and knew that everyone was afraid and knew that it was powerful, especially Zhang Yuyou, if you want to talk about listening to the sound of the piano, the more proficient you are in this way, the more appreciative you are, and you are also the most tortured by Huajin, he is now the one who regrets the most, not to mention hatred, but also to let his ears be tortured.

Seeing the slight movement of Hua Jin's hand, Ning Hao suddenly stood up, and a jade flute came from Shumo's hand, everyone was originally using all their willpower to resist the torture of Hua Jinqin's sound, Ning Hao's action became particularly obvious, and everyone couldn't help but look at him.

If it weren't for Ning Hao's action, they wouldn't have reacted, it turned out that Ning Hao's little servant Shumo had just gone into the room to get the flute out, Ning Hao smiled slightly, put the flute on his lips, and the pleasant sound of the flute broke the broken and noisy sound of Huajin.

Hearing Ning Hao's flute, Hua Jin's original chaotic movements stayed slightly, and the sound slowly closed Ning Hao's flute, Hua Jin is still not good at playing the piano, but if you keep practicing one song with all your time, there will always be a little progress, this one is.

The sound of the flute from the beginning of the melodious, slowly became excited, a group of young people heard such music, they couldn't help but be inspired, the mood was high, Hua Jin looked at Zhang Yuyou's direction, "Brother Yuyou, then!"

Zhang Yuyou was enjoying the two of them playing, and when he heard Hua Jin call himself, he turned around and saw that Hua Jin had already stood up, holding the piano in both hands, and threw the piano directly, and he subconsciously took it, "What?"

However, after seeing Hua Jin's movements, he no longer waited for her answer, but smiled, held the piano with both hands, sat on the ground, and put the piano cross-legged on his lap, Zhang Yuyou was a master of playing the piano, although this song was the first time to listen, but after all, the main melody was in the flute, and soon his piano sound closed Ning Hao's.

Qian Shan couldn't help it as early as when Ning Hao started playing the flute and playing with the Huajin ensemble, holding a wine glass in one hand and patting the rhythm on the table with the other.

Hua Jin did not stop after handing over the piano in her hand to Zhang Yuyou, she quickly kicked the small drum on the side with her foot, and the red small drum flew in front of Qian Shan.

The sound of drums, pianos, and flutes played an impassioned music together, just when everyone thought that Hua Jin was going to sit down and admire, Hua Jin did not follow what they thought at all, and Hua Jin arrived at Ning Hao's side in a few steps, and the long sleeved robe flew into an elegant arc with her movements.

'Bang', Hua Jin reached out and pulled out the saber on Ning Hao's waist, Ning Hao looked at Hua Jin and smiled slightly, not because of how surprised her movements were, everyone found that the tune played by Ning Hao started again!

A color of green clothes like water, the black tortoiseshell hair crown on the head in the sun black shining light, such as jade's delicate face is resolute, Hua Jin is standing in the center of this courtyard, holding a sword in his right hand, his wrist slightly turned, pulling out a sword flower "arrogant face ten thousand waves"

It turned out that Hua Jin was actually going to dance the sword and sing, after a series of accidents and changes, today's party finally had a climax, Hua Jin was thin, but the sword danced very well, every movement seemed to carry the wind in general, "blood is like the red sun, courage is like iron and bones are like steel, and the mind is thousands of feet long......

A song "Men Should Be Self-Reliant" aroused the pride in the blood of many people, looking at Hua Jin in the middle of the courtyard, her movements are not fancy, compared to the women dancing in the special workshop, her movements are more aggressive, but every sword seems to be able to feel people's courage and heroism.

Not beautiful enough, not beautiful enough, but full of manliness, looking at Hua Jin's movements, Ning Hao's blowing became more and more agitated, and Hua Jin naturally became more and more powerful and fast with the tone he played.

Everyone can't help but devote themselves to such a song, all of them, the youngest is only seventeen years old, the oldest is only twenty-three years old, it is the most active and energetic age of young people, a imperial examination, the court for Tian Shelang, the twilight of the Tianzi Hall, when the emperor reuses young people, everyone is full of expectations and hopes for their future.

Everyone is encouraged by the pride in this song, what is there to say, they have already taken the first step, isn't it a man who should be self-reliant?

Even if they are born in commoners and have nothing to rely on, even if many people look down on them for being young, even if they will encounter problems and obstacles after entering the officialdom, as long as they continue to strive for self-improvement, the world will be theirs after all.

Listening to Hua Jin singing, looking at Hua Jin's sharp sword momentum, as if to say that the future belongs to them, some people can't help but think of Hua Jin's former book "Youth Wisdom is National Wisdom......

Once Hua Jin did not know how many young people had inspired when he proposed it, I don't know how many people will read this article when they are tired when they are studying hard in the cold window, the future world belongs to them, they have made up their minds back then, they have made a wish, today they have taken the first step, the world is someone else's, and it is theirs, but after all, it is theirs!

I don't know when, Hua Jin has stopped moving, the music has stopped, only the sound of everyone reading "Youth Says" together, unconsciously, someone has burst into tears, who can understand, more than ten years of time only pursue one thing, only now, really to the present, they can say a word, their efforts began to have achievements.

Reminiscing about the hard work of the past, there are sadness, tears, and the sweetness of hard work, happy, the efforts of the past have been exchanged for the present, and their current efforts will be exchanged for the future!

When everyone was choked up and couldn't read anymore, Hua Jin threw the sword to Ning Hao, put his hands behind his back, and looked around at everyone, "Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles...... Xuan's father can still be afraid of the next generation, and her husband is not young. ”

"Show here, I would like to use this poem to congratulate the brothers on the title of the gold list, no matter the ups and downs in the future, show your ambitions and become the pillars of the country!" Hua Jin picked up the wine glass, with encouragement in his eyes and a soft smile!