Ru Li glanced at Yu Zhaodi worriedly, but received a slightly anxious look from her. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Situ Xuan didn't know why she should accept this matter, and the eyes cast at her were also full of concern, however, they were ignored by Yu Zhaodi. At this moment, she was looking at Chu Mubai, who had been silent.

Chu Mubai felt her gaze, raised his head, and smiled at her encouragingly. This smile alone gave Yu Zhaodi's heart all kinds of courage, but it made Situ Xuan's face darken.

He snorted heavily and leaned back in his chair.

The piano was quickly brought up, and Yu Zhaodi asked Xia Ningsheng about the dance music she danced, and then walked behind the piano and sat down. Yu Zhaodi behaved calmly, but her heart was a little chaotic.

Why is it "Guangling San", on this occasion, why did Xia Ningshang choose such a song to dance. She didn't know what this song meant to Xia Ningsheng, but it was very special to her.

But at the same time, she was a little lucky, because "Guangling San" was one of the few songs she could play in its entirety.

Yu Zhaodi cleaned up her mood, took a deep breath, and stroked the piano.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and everyone wanted to see what kind of dance a woman born with such a beautiful and beautiful country would dance, and they wanted to know what kind of music this not amazing Yu Zhaodi could play.

Xia Qinglan's face was the same as just now, not getting better at all, staring at Yu Zhaodi's eyes was like a sharp knife, I couldn't wait to cut her all over her body, and it was as soft as cotton, for fear that she would accidentally play the wrong note and make Xia Ningsheng ugly.

These two contradictory moods tore each other in his heart, colliding his heart into flesh and blood, but he still had to pretend to be indifferent on his face.

But fortunately, what he was worried about did not happen, although Yu Zhaodi's piano sound was not shocking, but every note was also decent, and there was nothing wrong.

Xia Qinglan felt that even if Xia Youhe was allowed to talk, it should be at this level. He suddenly felt a lot more relaxed in his heart, at least this Yu Zhaodi would not drag his feet for Xia Ningshang because he played the wrong tune.

Everyone usually wanted to see Yu Zhaodi make a fool of herself, but they didn't expect her to really know how to play, so everyone who had no excitement to see turned their eyes to Xia Ningsheng, who was dancing in the middle.

I have to say that Xia Ningsheng's dancing is very beautiful.

Quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit. Every movement is light like a fluttering butterfly, flapping its wings and flying among the flowers.

Just like the dance "Guangling San" she danced, everyone who watched seemed to feel the strong hatred, persistence and the joy of revenge, but faintly seemed to see a trace of despair, unable to escape the helplessness of fate.

Wherever she danced, her eyes followed the man who had been hanging his head.

Suddenly, with an unknown hum on the piano, Chu Mubai, who had been hanging his head down, raised his head sharply and looked at Yu Zhaodi, who was sitting there playing the piano. Even Xia Jincheng, who was sitting beside him, turned his gaze to Yu Zhaodi, his eyes were unconcealed surprise, and then turned to a thoughtful look.

Xia Qinglan, who was sitting on the side and looking at her daughter seriously, also turned her head to look at Yu Zhaodi because of this sound, and the surprise in her eyes flashed.

Not only did they react strangely, but even Xia Ningsheng, who was dancing in the middle, paused because of this rhythm.

Everyone present heard that the tone played by Yu Zhaodi just now was a low tone, and when they thought that she had just said that she was just slightly familiar with the rhythm, they all showed such an expression.

Except for these people from the Xia family, the reactions of the others were mediocre.

Situ Xuan has always paid attention to Yu Zhaodi, intentionally or unintentionally, so he didn't see the abnormal reactions of the Xia family. However, Xu Zimo, who provoked the incident, took all this in his eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

At the end of the song, as Xia Qinglan expected, Xia Ningsheng's dancing was unanimously praised by everyone.

Sun Zhirui praised her performance vigorously, and after Xia Ningshang retreated, he praised Yu Zhaodi again. Although everyone heard that she played a wrong note, she was a country girl after all, and it was already very good to be able to play like this.

Yu Zhaodi smiled and said nothing, retreated back to the place where she was standing just now, and instructed the maid to add beauty Qiong to everyone's cups.

At this time, Situ Xuan stood up, first praised Yu Zhaodi, and then praised the beauty Qiong she made, and then proposed that Sun Zhirui mention a word for her beauty Qiong to show her playing just now.

Sun Zhirui was on the rise, and he agreed without much thought. After thinking about it, he asked his subordinates to prepare pen and ink, and wrote down the four big characters of "Magnificent Drink" in a free manner, and signed his name below.

"Good!" On the side, the people of Futai took the lead in applauding.

All of a sudden, there was an endless stream of applause.

For today's trip, Yu Zhaodi can be regarded as a complete achievement. Until all the beauty Joan she prepared was poured, everyone was still not happy.

When it was time for them to wade six times, Yu Zhaodi retreated with the others.

Walking to the octagonal door leading to the backyard, she was stopped.

"Miss Yu."

Yu Zhaodi turned her head and saw Chu Mubai walking towards her from not far behind her.

"Lord Chu." She saluted him.

Chu Mubai walked up to her but didn't speak, but stared at her for a long time, and then said like a question, and like a sigh, "Who are you......?"

"I'm Yu Zhaodi, is Lord Chu drinking too much?" Yu Zhaodi said with a chuckle.

Her smile was gentle with a touch of playfulness, this smile was both familiar and unfamiliar, which made Chu Mubai slightly distracted. Her eyes were sly and sly, as if the figure in his memory had jumped out of his mind, stood in front of him, and chuckled at him.

Like she had smiled at him countless times before.

Chu Mubai's eyes tightened, and his hands suddenly grabbed Yu Zhaodi's arms, and there were traces of struggle under his eyes. "Who the hell are you?"

The song "Guangling San" she played at the banquet just now was his favorite song, and because he liked it, Xia Youhe pestered him every day for a while, asking him to teach her to play. He did give her very heart, however, every time he reached the last syllable of the third stanza, she would play a low note.

Even if he corrected it many times, she couldn't get rid of this bad habit, and over time, everyone who heard her play "Guangling San" knew this. (To be continued.) )