The rules of the game are that the four talents take turns to sit in the bank, and each talent in the bank needs to come up with a prepared game program for the other three talents to challenge. At the end of the game, whoever wins the most games will be the first talent. Of course, there is a price for those who lose, that is, to hand over their bets.

In the past, there were no special regulations and requirements for the order of the four talents sitting in the village, who was willing to be the first to go on the first one, if someone in the other three talents robbed, then rock-paper-scissors, in the way of guessing the boxing to divide the order.

But it's a special day.

This is the first time that the four talented people have gathered after Xiao Dongrong returned to China, and the main purpose of this gathering is to wash the dust for him.

Xiao Dongrong is the protagonist of this party, and he is the first person to sit in the town.

When Fuji Yantang encouraged him to come up with a unique skill, Xiao Dongrong was not hypocritical, and he walked on the stage generously.

A spotlight followed him and moved to a black piano on the stage to stop.

Xiao Dongrong was born in a musical family, and the game shows that this musical talent took out were all linked to music, and this is the case all in return. For the other three talents, this is nothing new.

Xiao Dongrong's slender ten fingers danced on the black and white keys, like ten graceful little people dancing. The long, warm, trickle-like and evocative lyric music seems to accompany them.

The people on the dance floor listened to the music with bated breath.

He Shaoqing leaned on Ma Feng's shoulder with a sweet face, and swayed gently with the rhythm of the music. At this time, Ma Feng seemed to have been baptized by music, and his soul was purified, without a little impetuousness, and he was willing to be He Shaoqing's big tree.

Channel Cheng is still a piece of wood, not moved by the music, but peeks at the absent-minded Jiang Yingxue from time to time.

Where Rong Ying was not there, everything in front of Jiang Yingxue was barren, and her heart was desolate. If she could, she couldn't wait to rush to Rong Ying's side immediately.

Fujihiko held his smooth chin with one hand. In the beautiful piano music that seemed to be intoxicating, in fact, he glanced at the ghost-faced warrior wearing a hat in a cloak without a trace, and his expression was unpredictable.

To the rhythm of the music, Cilantro's fingers beat softly on her knees. She didn't seem to be familiar with the rhythm, and the beats under her fingers were scrambled.

At the end of the song, Xiao Dongrong did not end immediately.

He stood on the stage, without the slightest stage fright.

Before that, he had experienced hundreds of large and small stages, not thousands. He has played many classic repertoire at home and abroad. For him, such a stage can allow him to fully show his skills, and perhaps because of this, he played the end of the piece a little abruptly, and there is a sense of fly in the ointment, which still makes people unsatisfied.

Facing the crowd on the dance floor in the audience, Xiao Dongrong said with some pride: "I wrote this piece myself, and today is the first time I have played it on a more formal occasion. But the piece is not finished," he said, pausing slightly. Scanning the few people in the audience, I saw that they showed suspicious eyes, and they were in a good mood. "I'm not very demanding, and whoever can end my unfinished piece and satisfy everyone in the room is the winner."

In addition to Xiao Dongrong, the three talented people have made a difficulty, as the so-called "there is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art industry", how can they be laymen, how can they have such a ability to compose?

Ma Feng mixed in the wind and moon field. The mind is on the girl who is soaking in the wind and snow, although he can hum a few small songs, but let him make up the music, isn't that equivalent to letting him eat grass in the carnivore area? That's enough!

The channel is born with a pentatonic incompleteness. He writes well in English, and as for the tadpole-shaped notes, he draws them very well. But if you put them on the staff, it's not sure who knows whom!

As the shopkeeper of Baiyuemen, Fuji Yantang knows a little bit of music, and he can play and sing everything, but he is not good at everything. You can show off a little in front of a layman, where is it embarrassing to be ugly in front of professionals?

Ma Feng scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously.

He wants to be the top of the list of talents, so naturally he doesn't want to lose a single game.

In the past, Xiao Dongrong only played a tune, and asked the other three talents to guess which one made that tune, but he didn't expect Xiao Dongrong to increase the difficulty of the game this time.

"Young Master Xiao," Jiang Yingxue wrapped her arms lightly around her chest, and a light smile hung on the corner of her red lips, "Is this the song you told me last time?" ”

Xiao Dongrong smiled, "Exactly." ”

Ma Feng shouted and complained loudly to Xiao Dongrong, "Dongrong, you are too thief, you know that we are not as good as your literature and art, and you still attract the best female composers in the entire Shanghai market to be gunmen by your side, aren't you deliberately bullying us!" ”

Jiang Yingxue shook her head and smiled, looking helpless and modest with "dare not be".

Her innocent eyes looked at Fuji Yantang, "Second master, second master will definitely be able to continue Xiao Gongzi's tune." ”

Fujihiko Tang waved his hand, indicating that he was powerless, "I will also draw a scoop according to the gourd, if you really want me to plant a gourd, I don't know where I dig the soil and bury the seeds." He added, "As I said earlier, you three go play, I've been in charge of the capital for several years, and I'm tired of it." ”

Ma Feng couldn't wait for Fujihiko Hall to withdraw from this tour.

Fuji Yantang had already made a clear statement, he was so happy, and as if he was afraid that Fuji Yantang would regret it, he immediately shifted everyone's attention to Channel Cheng, "Daocheng, don't you try?" ”

The channel became the blue Mary in Fujihikodo's hands, and Fujihiko didn't care if he challenged other talents, anyway, when it was his turn to sit in the village in the end, he would specify that Fujihiko would compete with the gunners he brought.

Although Fujihiko said that he would give Blue Mary to Guancheng, Guancheng was always upset when he didn't win things back from him openly.

No matter how good the friendship is, it is useless, and the channel does not like to owe others favors.

Channel Cheng looked at coriander, waiting for her to make a decision.

Previously, they verbally agreed that he only wanted Blue Marie, and the other prizes won would go to Coriander alone, as long as she had that ability.

Coriander rubbed her hands, some skills were itchy, and she wanted to win the championship in one fell swoop with her dart skills, but she couldn't hold it back, and got up and said majestically: "I'm coming!" ”

Hearing this, Ma Feng was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Are you okay?" ”

Coriander skill reflex, sneered back, and mocked Ma Feng: "You definitely can't!" ”

Ma Feng couldn't stand the provocation, raised his hand suddenly, pointed to the black piano on the stage, blew his beard and glared angrily and shouted: "You can do it!" (To be continued.) )>