Looking at the bustling crowd, Hua Yan pressed his hand to stop them, and said, "Okay, okay, then the civil first and then the martial arts." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Wendou uses piano, chess, and painting, and wins two games to win, and both sides can have doubts"?

After speaking, he glanced at the audience with a majestic face.

"We believe in Mr. Hua". There is no doubt about the good of all the diners. Since Hua Yan has already said it, wouldn't it be a shame to oppose it again.

Jing Yao also shook his head, indicating that there was no problem.

Hua Yan looked at everyone and said lightly, "I announce that the challenge will start now." In the first piano fight, who do you send to play"?

Not far away, a "man" as beautiful as a crown of jade walked to a guqin, sat down, and made a gesture of invitation to Jing Yao.

Jing Yao also walked freely towards his guqin. Looking at this "man", he always felt a little strange, and suddenly saw him pinch his sideburns, and when he looked closely, it was clearly a woman.

He shook his head, threw away the distractions in his heart, slowly sat cross-legged, put the guqin on his feet, plucked the strings, and adjusted the tone of the strings.

"Ding!" The guqin on the opposite side sounded, delicate and quiet. A piece of alpine tune flutters in the hands of the woman opposite. For this inexplicable tune, he always felt familiar, the mountains and flowing water instantly entered Jing Yao's mind, and he had been entangled more than once, why the field he had not been exposed to was always opened inadvertently. But in any case, I can't say why, so I slowly let it go.

People say that the more precious things are, the deeper they are treasured, before Xing Shisan's death, burying Cangyue deep enough, is a memory that does not want to open the dust, and I don't know when these two lovers will be able to recall the past and present lives.

But said that this will, Jing Yao Naoma skipped the high mountain tune and entered the flowing water tune. The mountains and rivers complement each other, and the onlookers are brought into that artistic conception through the playing of the two, and they are fascinated by listening.

After playing the alpine section, Hu Yu could no longer keep up with the piano steps, the notes continued to make mistakes, and even the strings were broken by her.

With the sound of the strings breaking, the sound of the piano on the opposite side came to an abrupt end. As soon as Hu Yu wanted to get up and admit defeat, he saw the young man on the opposite side stand up, arched his hand at her, and said: "Gongzi has superb piano skills, now the strings have been broken, it is better to be with the qin, if it has a chance in the future, we will compete again."

Hu Yu was stunned for a moment, knowing that the other party was saving face for her. looked at him and said, "Dare to ask Gongzi's name, he will come to the door to ask for advice one day."

Jing Yao smiled and said, "In Xia Jingyao, I don't dare to advise, just discuss with each other."

Hu Yu's heart trembled, Jing Yao? What a familiar name it is, although she has existed in another way, but she has also been with each other for several years, and the moment they meet again, many things have already been things and people, and she endured the throbbing in her heart, smiled faintly, and said: "Master Jing, in this way, I will leave first."

As soon as the words fell, Hu Yu walked out of the crowd with light steps.

Although she really wanted to stay, to take a closer look at the little dot that had chased after him, what had changed now, but she couldn't, at least not yet!

Hua Yan looked at this situation, although Jing Yao intended to give in, but the game had to abide by the rules. He said calmly: "The first game is a harmony, and the second game is a chess fight."

As the words fell, Hua Yan's eyes scattered and swept over the surrounding diners. It's just that at this moment, an old man who is slightly older for some reason suddenly fainted on the ground, and everyone next to him was shocked, and they all looked at Old Man Hua, hoping that he could turn the tide, but Old Man Hua observed for a long time, and he didn't see a reason, so he could only shout loudly: "Now things have changed, as long as whoever can heal the old man on this ground, this second game will be counted as whoever wins."

Time passed slowly, and soon many of the diners were helpless. Jing Yao has always been a cold bystander, at this time secretly observing the situation of the old man on the ground, knowing that if he does not make a move, he may be in danger of his life, so he took out a few dark green bamboo needles from the shabby cloth armor, squatted down behind him, and inserted nine needles into the old man's body with lightning speed.

The diners next to him had complicated expressions, and some were a little worried, afraid that something would happen to the old man on the ground. Some are gloating, and some are watching with a cold face, as if this is a farce at all.

However, after a while, the old man on the ground woke up leisurely and looked around blankly. The surrounding crowd was stunned, but they didn't expect this young guy to really have some ability.

Seeing the results, Old Man Hua announced aloud at the moment, "In the second game, Jing Yao wins." The following is the final competition, painting, limited to one stick of incense".

Time passed slowly, a stick of incense passed in a blink of an eye, Hua Yan cleared his throat and said, "Since the two sides have finished painting, you might as well take it out and take a look."

Jing Yao's eyes were a little complicated, and he smiled bitterly: "There is no need to compare in the third game, I will quit."

Hua Yan was a little puzzled by Jing Yao's decision. asked: "Why is this Jing Gongzi?"

Jing Yao smiled awkwardly and said, "Hua Lao will understand when you come with me."

In the painting, the girl's style is exposed to her sideburns, her eyebrows and eyes are lightly swept with spring, her skin is as delicate as warm jade, and her cherry mouth is red and delicate. It's clearly a lively month.

"The sword is given to the hero, and the lady is given to the beauty. In this way, I am no longer the owner of it, and I have no right to take it out for the competition." Jing Yao's face was calm and a little unfathomable.

Hua Yan looked at this delicate picture of a maid and exclaimed: "Good painting, good person."

Yue'er has been silently following behind Jing Yao, seeing his dominant figure, and at this moment, she is naturally full of joy when she gives this painting to herself

Although Hua Yan felt that it was a pity, he still respected Jing Yao's choice, and after majestically scanning the audience, he announced: "The Wendou competition is over now, the two sides have one win, one loss, one draw, and a temporary draw." I think everyone has also seen Jing Gongzi's talent, and thinks there is still a need to fight"?

Huayan is quite fair, although in a sense Jing Yao won all three games, but the game has the rules of the game.

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It's late at night. The bright starlight sprinkled on Jing Yao's body, making his tall figure imprint into everyone's minds. The crowd retreated in an orderly manner, and it no longer made sense who won and who lost. Jing Yao composed this unique competition for them, which is enough!

Huang Dafu had a trace of worry in his heart, and he also watched the battle silently on the sidelines. At this moment, seeing Jing Yao fighting alone, I am afraid that everyone will know the vicissitudes from now on. He was also happy for Jing Yao. Xiao Jian stepped forward a few steps forward and said, "Everyone, it's late at night, so it's good to rest here for the night today."

Yue'er was stunned for a moment, thinking of the purpose of this trip, her eyebrows furrowed. He asked Hua Yan: "Grandpa Hua, it's getting late, why don't we rest here for a night, and tomorrow we will go to Washington together, and I don't know how my grandmother's condition is now?"

When she and Qin Yuan came here, they were going to Washington to explore the old gentleman of Washington. But after all, she is used to having some problems at home, and she doesn't know much about many people's feelings, so she is suspected of being unfilial for the time she delays in the wine shop, who makes her parents at home too doting? The heart is not bad, but it is a little less sophisticated.

Seeing Jing Yao so talented at this time, there was a ripple in her heart, and she asked quietly: "Big brother, you are so powerful, why don't you go together and help me see if my grandmother's condition is good?"

Jing Yao really has nowhere to go now, and looks at Yue'er's slightly frowning brows, and finally doesn't stay. He nodded lightly and said, "Okay! However, I am not 100% sure whether it can be cured."

Yue'er was overjoyed, and Fu Yi smiled: "Thank you, big brother."

After getting Jing Yao's reply, Yue'er was also a little happy, she believed that this magical man could bring miracles.

Hua Yan was also full of emotion, the old lady's illness has plagued Washington for many days. His face was full of solemnity, and he arched his hand and said, "In this way, the old man will thank Gongzi Jing for his righteous help."

Nothing was said one night, the next day. The light of dawn lifts the light veil of night and spits out the brilliant morning light.

On the street, Jing Yao and his entourage of four walked forward with their own thoughts.

For about half an hour, Yue'er, who was leading the way in front, pointed to Jing Yao towards a row of buildings. "Big brother, ahead is Washington."

Jing Yao looked up, and there were many ancient buildings with red sand and white marble. From a distance, the soft domes and tall towers radiate a beautiful brilliance in the morning sun.

A dwelling is in the shape of a bird, with two large round eyes, which are its windows.

The whole building complex, according to nature, according to local conditions, high and low. Patchwork. It seems to be one and the same.

Walking towards the courtyard, a group of patrolling guards hurriedly stepped forward to investigate, and when they saw Hua Yan and Yue'er, they saluted and withdrew in an orderly manner.

Under the leadership of Hua Yan, the group walked towards the main courtyard, with a high entrance hall and a magnificent gate, round arched windows and corner stone masonry, showing grace and luxury.

In the house, there was no noise, the old lady was quiet, leaving only a maid to take care of her daily life.

Yue'er walked a few steps, came to the bed, and said softly to the old man at the head of the bed: "Grandma, Yue'er came to visit you, are you better?"

Jing Yao's eyes looked at Yue'er who was walking, and the good wife at the head of the bed was tightly locking her eyebrows, leaning over, obviously not lightly ill.

Maybe it was because she heard the sound, the old lady moved her position, opened her eyes with great effort, and saw Yue'er sitting at the head of her bed, and said happily and angrily: "Yue'er, baby granddaughter, grandma can still see you, it's worth it!" The only regret is that I didn't get to see you wearing red makeup."

Yue'er was inexplicably sad, and the two crystal tears in her eyes couldn't hold it anymore and kept rolling. His mouth was even more choked, and he said, "Grandma, don't talk nonsense, you will definitely be able to live a long life." ”

She turned her head again and said to Jing Yao: "Big brother, come and see, what kind of illness Grandma has."

Jing Yao nodded, walked closer, and put two fingers on the old lady's veins.

Suddenly, he was startled and whispered, "Thousand Days Drunken Lan."