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It's just that in such a short period of time, it is a little difficult for them to come up with a suitable rhetoric for this situation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, the princes present did have some talented people, so after a while, I saw the Yue Sihou under Xibohou standing up, first saluting Ji Chang, and then saluting Ji Yue: "Xiaohou is ugly." ”

After that, Yue Sihou cleared his throat and sang: "Kankan Vatan, put the river dry, the river is clear and ripples......"

This month, Sihou is also a person with higher talent among the princes, and this song, although it is not as beautiful and beautiful as what Ji Yue sang just now, is also catchy.

After Yue Sihou finished singing, he immediately looked at Ji Yue with anticipation.

But I saw Ji Yue sitting there, looking straight in front of her with two eyes, motionless, not moving at all.

Seeing this, Yue Sihou showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, and bowed to Ji Yue again, and sat down with a flushed face.

Seeing that the Marquis of Yue Si was defeated, all the princes who were still a little impatient just now retreated, and the hall fell into silence for a while.

A moment later, another prince plucked up his courage and stood up and recited a song.

But the result was exactly the same as the Yue Sihou just now, Ji Yue sat there without even raising her eyelids.

Then several princes stood up in turn, but each one ended the same way.

After the defeat of seven or eight princes, no prince dared to stand up again.

During this whole process, Jiang Wenhuan had been sitting there, looking at the princes with confidence.

Seeing that all the princes sat down in frustration after failing one by one, and no one dared to stand up, Jiang Wenhuan slowly stood up, smiled at Ji Yue, and said, "Miss Ji Yue, please listen to Ben Hou present a song for you." ”

With that, Jiang Wenhuan took out a scroll from his arms and handed it to the attendant behind him.

The attendant immediately ran to the chime and handed the scroll into the musician's hands.

As soon as the musician opens the scroll, he compares it to the scroll and begins to direct his luthier to strike the chime.

Seeing this, all the princes also understood that the scroll that Jiang Wenhuan took out should be a roll of musical score.

I only heard the chime ring leisurely, and the bell was indeed extremely beautiful.

With the sound of this bell, Jiang Wenhuan shouted loudly: "The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost." The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Tracing back to it, the road is long and obstructive—"

Just hearing these words, everyone present was shocked, and looked at Jiang Wenhuan even more amazed.

This song has a melodious tone, a beautiful piano sound, and gorgeous rhetoric, which is a rare masterpiece in the world!

Originally, some princes were disdainful of Jiang Wenhuan, but after hearing this song, they couldn't help but nod their heads and admire.

Hearing this song, Ji Yue, who had been staring straight all the time, finally raised her head, she glanced at Jiang Wenhuan in front of her, her eyes showed a sad look, and she secretly said in her heart: "This song is from his handwriting, but unfortunately today it was given to this person by Ji Chang." Why is the same song so touching in his mouth, but so disgusting in this person's mouth! Is this the man Ji Chang chose for me? Do I really want to be with him for the rest of my life?"

In Ji Yue's heart, waves immediately set off.

At this moment, I saw Ji Chang next to him leaning over, lowered his voice and said, "Yue'er, don't forget what I said to you." The one who can sing your favorite tune is your man. ”

Hearing this, Ji Yue closed her eyes in pain, and when she opened her eyes again after a while, her eyes were dead and gray, and she nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Ji Chang sat up straight with satisfaction.

After Jiang Wenhuan's resignation was sung, it had already shocked everyone on the field.

If Ji Yue's lyrics and songs are ethereal, then Jiang Wenhuan's song is magnificent, and the two songs can be said to be comparable, and even Jiang Wenhuan's is slightly better.

The princes present were all well-informed, and immediately applauded in admiration.

In addition, all the princes sang a cappella just now, only Jiang Wenhuan prepared in advance, and with the accompaniment of the chime, it was even more different.

Listening to the applause of the surrounding princes, Jiang Wenhuan raised his face proudly, his nostrils almost turned to the sky, and his white face showed an unbeatable arrogance.

Although this look looked extremely unpleasant, after all, the song just now was extraordinary, so the princes still applauded warmly.

In the midst of applause, Jiang Wenhuan glanced at Ji Yue proudly and said with a smile: "Miss Ji Yue, please step forward and let me lift your veil." ”

Seeing Jiang Wenhuan's disgusting appearance, Ji Yue couldn't wait to punch him in the face, and stood there motionless.

But at this moment, Ji Yue heard a cold snort from Ji Chang behind her.

In desperation, Ji Yue just stood up slowly and walked towards Jiang Wenhuan.

Jiang Wenhuan's eyes were like poisonous snakes, sweeping up and down Ji Yue's graceful body, as if he had swept through his clothes.

And all the princes around him also showed jealousy of Jiang Wenhuan.

At this time, all the princes lost hope, and even thought that Ji Yue must be Jiang Wenhuan's.

At this moment, I suddenly heard an arrogant voice next to me: "Wait a minute, I haven't sung yet?"

Hearing this voice, Ji Yue immediately stopped as if grasping a life-saving straw and turned her head to look at the sound. And all the princes also looked at the one who spoke.

I saw that it was Su Yuan who spoke just now.

Interrupting his dream, Jiang Wenhuan was stunned at first, and when he saw that it was Su Yuan, he immediately laughed disdainfully: "King Huaiyi, you are a reckless man, do you also know how to resign?"

Seeing this, Ji Yue was also disappointed in her heart, with such a vulgar appearance, how could there be anything amazing, it was just a process that prolonged her pain.

Better a finger off than always aching!

Thinking of this, Ji Yue shook her head and said, "Forget it, no one will be able to compare to this song." ”

What Ji Yue said is that no one can compare to this song, but there is no one who can compare to singing.

But Jiang Wenhuan thought that Ji Yue was praising himself, so he was even more proud, and said to Su Yuan at the moment: "Haha, King Huaiyi, forget it! You are only worthy of rushing to kill on the battlefield, poetry and songs, wind and snow, you can't compare to mine." ”

With that, Jiang Wenhuan stepped towards Yueji.

Su Yuan smiled coldly and said, "It's just poetry and songs, I just use the sound of the wine bowl to sing better than you." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Wenhuan immediately stopped, became furious, and said, "Okay, I'll see how you compare with me with a wine bowl." ”