When the official in charge of the master of ceremonies of Ruihua was seated, the big start officially began!

The first thing to do is to compete with the meaning of the piano in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and you can participate in it after registration. Whether you are rich or poor, whether you are a prince or a prince or a grandson, the common people are treated the same. The same pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and the same sword are used, which is why Ruihua's large-scale efforts can attract visitors from all over the world and be famous in the Three Kingdoms.

It's just that the relationship between Ruihua and Yaoyun is tense, but Daqi sent a person, Zhuge Linyun, who can draw tigers and skins.

Zhuge Linyun was also sitting in the private room on the second floor, dragging his chin and looking at Ruihua's big move this time with a lot of taste. He came once three years ago, when the talents of the Three Kingdoms withered, and there were no outstanding people, and finally the mediocre five people won the competition, if there is no commendable talent this year, this Ruihua is also dangerous. couldn't help but think of the "Qizhuo Goddess" that Qi Lin had been looking for, Zhuge Linyun took a sip of wine and shook his head. It's okay to come to Ruihua, the province was tossed by the general king of the demon barrier in Daqi, but he didn't want to go to Zongheng Academy to check the allusions of the goddess Qizhuo, Qi Lin clearly knew that he hated reading the most.

"There are a total of 17 people in this competition, and the participants will play the piano on stage in the order they read. One person and one song, after playing the piano, it will be scored and commented by five emcees, with a full score of 10. In the end, the score was high, and this came out on top. ”

"The first one, the second son of the Qi family, Qi Yue."

Qin Muyu watched the game in the private room on the second floor with great interest, and did not have the slightest impression of the Qi family who was the first to appear, and it was estimated that he was a tricky character.

Duanmu Li hugged Qin Muyu, he didn't have the slightest interest in the comparison, especially when the sound of Qi Yue's piano sounded, the gorgeous Shang Ke connotation was not at all, purely relying on skill to play, there was nothing amazing.

"The second place, the third lady of the Qi family, Qi Chuchu." A woman bowed respectfully in the direction of the five emcees, but when she got up and walked towards the front desk where the guqin was placed, her left leg tripped over her right leg and fell to the ground in embarrassment. The host helped her up, Qi Chuchu's eyes were red, and tears poured down, and in the end, she couldn't stand the discussion from the audience and ran off the stage directly.

"This level of competition can also be called a big move, it's too boring." Xue Zhu was like a dog skin plaster, and he didn't know when he moved to Qin Muyu's side, and he didn't know where he got a fan, fanning it.

"It was the same three years ago?" Xue Candle muttered to himself alone for a long time and no one paid attention to him, Qin Muyu saw that Xue Candle's fan was about to fan her face, and asked helplessly.

"Three years ago? I don't know, I didn't come last year, who would come to watch such a boring thing. After Xue Zhu finished lazily, he received the gaze of Qin Muyu and Duanmu Li, and then remembered that he personally called them over for this big move, and immediately changed his tone,

"Three years ago, the first piano art was ink bamboo, a song attracted butterflies, and it surrounded the building for three days. Mozhu should still be able to win this year, but she is the person who came out of this son. ”

I don't understand what Xue Candle is smug, even Mo Zhu was very red before him, but after thinking about it, Mo Zhu is his Xue Candle person tonight, so it is normal for him to be happy. But this time, Xue Zhu was afraid that he was going to be disappointed.

"Oh? Are you sure it's Mozhu? How about we make a bet? Qin Muyu played with his heart for a while, and when he arrived at Xue Candle, Xue Candle finally stopped the fan and smiled again,

"Why not, but little one, do you want to go up and try it yourself? If you go to the competition, even if I know that you will lose, I will buy you to win. ”、

"I don't know how to play the piano." Qin Muyu smiled secretly, "But it is definitely not Mozhu who wins." ”

"Who else could it be if it wasn't Mozhu? There are only so many talented people in Ruihua. Xue Candle thought about it for a while, and suddenly felt displeased, "Are you betting that Tang Wanyue won?" ”

Tang Wanyue only arrived in the imperial capital last night, during which the Tang family blocked her whereabouts, and Yingmo Pavilion naturally closed the news, how could the little guy know that she was here? Are they old acquaintances? Thinking about it like this, Xue Candle was even more unhappy in his heart. Thinking about it left and right, Xue Zhu also felt that he was aggrieved enough, for the sake of the little guy, it is not enough to be jealous with a woman, but also to be jealous with a man. But he had no control at all.

Qin Muyu was stunned, Tang Wanyue also arrived? But what she gambled on was clearly not Tang Wanyue, the dark horse that came out this time was-Before she could finish thinking about it, she saw Xue Candle glance at her, and there was a little displeasure and provocation in her lazy smiling eyes.

Xue Zhu "snapped" the fan, threw it aside, clapped his hands, and walked into a young man dragging a plate outside the door, Qin Muyu looked at it curiously, and Xue Candle instructed the young man,

"This son bet on Mozhu to win the piano competition, one hundred taels of gold." Qin Muyu was speechless, this Xue Zhu is really rich and rivals the country, even the emperor can't take out a hundred taels of gold at once, this is enough for a small nobleman and a family to live for three lifetimes. However, there is such a big gamble in the Yingmo Pavilion, and you don't have to think about it to know that it is Xue Candle's handiwork, but it is really good to collect money.

"Next time, I will change to an ugly-looking one, my son doesn't like good-looking ones." Seeing that Qin Muyu glanced at the young man twice, Xue Zhu also smiled at the young man, but it made the young man break out in a cold sweat and bow his head and retreat.

"The tenth." Duanmu Li, who had never spoken, suddenly said, Qin Muyu just wanted to answer but was startled by Duanmu Li's words later, "I can go to the competition, and I will let you win." ”

Duanmu Li's gaze was still cold, and when he said this, he didn't make a sound, obviously looking at Qin Muyu, but Qin Muyu felt that he was a little bit in anticipation. Thinking of Duanmu Li's terrible flute, Qin Muyu said euphemistically,

"No, no, let's just listen to music here. I bet on the second prince to win. ”

"Second prince?" The second prince who dances and writes every day? The second prince seems to have won a piano list three years ago? Xue Zhu nodded Qin Muyu's nose, "Okay, then bet, but what are you betting with this son?" Ben Gongzi spent a hundred taels of gold, isn't it the little guy who wants empty gloves and a white wolf? ”

Xue Zhu was also joking, but Qin Muyu smiled firmly, how about the white wolf with empty gloves? Anyway, she won it, and just wanted to speak, but saw Duanmu Li take out a jade card,

"Bet on this." Pulling down Qin Muyu's little hand to stop him, Duanmu Li said, "What's mine is yours." ”

Xue Candle's smile was even more dangerous, he didn't want the little guy to be ugly, if Mozhu lost, it wouldn't matter, then the money would be for the little guy to play, but Duanmu Li made this move, and he still had to let Mozhu win.

The dark waves in the pavilion were turbulent, and Qin Muyu didn't have any thoughts of winning, because this time the second prince was sure to win.

"Eleventh, Jiangnan Tang Family, Tang Wanyue." Qin Muyu straightened up and looked down.

A woman in white, Shi Shiran, saluted the stage, not rude and dignified, and then walked to the front of the stage. As soon as he took his seat, his slender fingers pressed the strings, and the audience shook with only one note at the beginning.

Amazing! It's really stunning! The sound of the piano is curling, surrounding everyone, and the tune does not fluctuate too much, but it is gentle and full of pride, which makes people can't help but listen to it with a comfortable heart. The sound of the piano turned, from a faint narrative to the scene, there were originally two people walking together, the young man's mind looked at the sky, and then the sound of the piano dingdong, like a spring, like a bamboo moving, let people's hearts also sway slightly, a kind of green and hazy feeling spontaneously arises.

The best thing is the end, the piano from the love into the scene and from the scene to the love, it seems to be the end, it seems to be the end, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped abruptly when people feel that they are still intoxicated, only the aftermath is curling, and the heart is full of regret.

What happened to the two? Where does the spring flow? Did the peach blossoms that were planted that year bloom? didn't say the ending, didn't say goodbye, didn't say goodbye, everything was broken, so abrupt, so unbearable.

When Tang Wanyue sat quietly in front of the piano and lowered her eyebrows, everyone could see the pain in her eyes, a strong nostalgia, and helpless relief. Maybe the sound is just average, but the meaning of the piano is that she is telling a story with her own tune, a story that ends suddenly and without warning. Qin Muyu looked at it and thought about the story of Tang Wanyue and Yaoyun's general Jiang Zhaoye.

This woman must know that her childhood sweetheart is still here, so she should be comforted, but she can only come to the imperial capital to choose a concubine for the prince in the future. Whether she wants it or not, this is her fate as a woman, so between her and Jiang Zhaoye, it is destined to be a story without an ending.

The heart is empty, but there are no regrets, this woman's story.

The audience was silent, Qin Muyu stretched out his hand and applauded. The talent in the audience finally woke up and applauded, and there was a round of applause for a while, and the woman on the stage still lowered her head and bent her eyebrows into a touch of sadness.

"Good, good, good." A master of ceremonies opened his mouth with three good words, his eyes were a little hazy, and he was afraid that he remembered his youthful but fruitless love when he was young and frivolous. "The beauty of the piano is sincere, and the twists are unobtrusive and fascinating. Especially the end is the end but not finished, and the end is not finished. reminded the old man of the absurdity of his childhood, and now that he remembers it, he lives up to the frivolity of the time, but has a faint regret. I give ten. ”

"The piano is beautiful, but the foundation is still a little insufficient, and it can't be counted as a few from the sound of the piano alone, but the artistic conception in the piano is fascinating. I'll give it a nine. ”

"The wind blows the moon and shakes the clouds, and the figure under the sycamore leaves grows. Ninth. ”

The remaining two emcees also gave nine points each. Four nines, one ten, is the highest score now, and it also refreshes history. Three years ago, it was amazing and glamorous, and Mozhu was only five nines, and it was so beautiful.

Qin Muyu nodded slightly, Tang Wanyue played not skills but hearts, such a piano was fresh and touching, even she, who had no emotional experience, felt a little regretful.

was originally a piano listener, but he was too deep into the play. Thinking to herself, she suddenly noticed that Duanmu Li faded away from her indifferent look, she looked up, Duanmu Li was also looking at her, and the firmness in her eyes didn't know what decision she made, which inexplicably made Qin Muyu a little flustered.

"Tang Wanyue is really powerful, she won't be a famous talented woman in Jiangnan." Xue Candle leaned lazily on the back of the chair, drinking Biluochun, with a lazy smile in his eyes. The qin song did not move him at all, this pride of the sky is afraid that he has never understood what regret is, he only wants what he wants to chase and beg, and he will never let go of his head and blood.

The back four really didn't have any brilliance in comparison, Xue Zhu was drowsy, and when he heard "Fifteenth, Yingmo Pavilion, Mozhu." He got up and said with a smile,

"It's finally starting to get interesting."

Mozhu's dress is amazing, the eyebrows are swept, the red lips are pursed, and the pomegranate red Luo skirt is lined with the whole person like a flower that is scorching and blooming, the years of flowers, a beauty more beautiful than flowers. As soon as he appeared on the stage, he grabbed the attention of the audience, and the world was quiet, only the low-key arrogance shown in Mozhu's short-lived smile and slightly raised chin was left.

Mo Zhu sat in front of the piano, but he didn't play it right away, but gently swept it on the piano with his right hand, and listened to the sound of the piano before pressing the strings with his left hand.

Everyone in the audience was looking at her, but she was the only one in her eyes. Xue Candle, are you listening? You're watching. This song of Mozhu is not to please everyone, nor to win the first place, but just for you to play.

Can you feel Mozhu's heart?

The sound of the piano of the Qinglou woman is either low and unpleasant. Either too extravagant and flattering, the sound of glamour. But Mozhu's piano sound is not, from the first time she plays, you know what kind of woman she is. is like snow and plums, and has its own arrogance, but it is willing to break branches for one person.

There is no dream, the sound of the piano is unexpectedly fresh, the rain hits the lotus pond, the butterflies fly around the flowers, the swallows fall on the branches, a small but subtle world suddenly shows in front of everyone's eyes, and it is fresh and hidden in this bond, butterflies are in pairs, mandarin ducks are in pairs, Guan Ju is arrogantly accepting the gaze of everyone on the other side of the continent, but bowing his head and surrendering in a crisp voice. Low-key and arrogant, how can a woman in a green building have such a clean piano sound and such a clean world?

The rain stopped, the flowers bloomed, and someone held an umbrella and waited for his lover to come home.

Everyone didn't come back to their senses after the piano ended, and when they turned around, they saw that there were really butterflies flying in pairs in front of the stage, landing on Mozhu's fingertips, nostalgic.

"Xue Gongzi, do you still like the sound of Mozhu's piano?" Without waiting for everyone to speak, Mo Zhu got up first and bowed to Yingying in the middle of the second floor.

"Of course it's excellent." The languid voice came after a while, but there was no superfluous appreciation, not even superfluous mood swings. Appreciation, just a word of appreciation. Mo Zhu was disappointed and blushed at the same time, Xue Zhu was willing to talk to her at this time, wouldn't he have already admitted her identity.

"Nine points. The sound of the Mozhu girl's piano is still so amazing. ”

"Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons. In the mud, there is a clear sound of the piano, no wonder some people do not eat meat in March after listening to the sound of the girl's piano, and they can't eat in the next fear. Very. ”

"Ten points. The sound of the Mozhu girl's piano is even better than three years ago, and the helplessness in the piano is gone, and the scene of warm flowers blooming and all things being reborn is even more implied. The girl is afraid that the spring is excited, and good things are coming, haha. ”

It's still the same sentence three years ago, there are more rookies, but not enough artistic conception. Although it is a fusion of love, the Mozhu girl clearly did not have the heart to compete. "This is the only female emcee among the five.

"Although the game is casual, it is better to sketch it with heart. The ink bamboo girl's piano is exquisite, but she is slightly hasty in the transition. Ninth. ”

Mo Zhu bit his lip, and there was dissatisfaction in his eyes. What do these people know? That was the scene of her ideal encounter with Xue Candle, Guan Guan Ju Dove's good luck in the river island, and he stepped through the cangqi to find her love. It was her ideal country, but how could she stand the dirt of hostages?

"The little girl thanked the master of ceremonies." Mo Zhu knew that it was useless to argue, anyway, this competition really didn't matter to her, two tens, three nine points was already the highest score in more than ten years, and she was the first in this year, besides, her mind Xue Zhu had already accepted it.

Qin Muyu shook his head slightly, this Xue Candle is really a disaster. No matter what the sound of Mozhu's piano is, even the piano should be superior in her state of mind, but she was disturbed by a man. It is clearly a scene of the rebirth of all things, but it is alive to be inserted into the meaning of pairs, and there is a man who loves her and longs for her across thousands of mountains to meet her in pairs. Underneath everything, there is still a bit of hidden wonder of apprehension.

The meaning of the piano is from the heart, especially after the skills have been mastered to the top, and then it is the mood of the person. Tang Wanyue was left open-minded in her heart, but Mo Zhu was too apprehensive and fantasizing, but she misled herself. But I have to say that the sound of Mozhu's piano still has its own wonders, feelings, and a hundred flowers bloom.

"It seems that Mozhu has a lot of misunderstandings about me." Xue Candle said suddenly, his voice was not loud or small, and Qin Muyu saw a pair of eyes as soon as he turned his head. When Xue Candle's eyes receded, what did the smile look like? There is no anger, no sarcasm, but full of indifference and impatience.

"Misunderstanding?" Qin Muyu raised his eyebrows, a little dissatisfied with Xue Candle's words, as if Mo Zhu was amorous.

"Ben Gongzi is not the sour scholar who will chant 'My Fair Lady, Gentleman is good', and he will not step into any dream that seems to be like all new life." For the first time, Xue Candle looked at Qin Muyu's eyes seriously, and said word by word,

"I'll grab whatever I want."