Chapter 73

"Let's wait and see if you really guess right." Zhao Gongzi's expression was very excited, this Zhao Gongzi, who was born for art, has an obsessive and fanatical attitude towards culture and art.

"Do you say that this song of Wang Gongzi will not be inferior to the song in Yihua Pavilion that day?" Brother Jie was also a little nervous, and gently patted Li Qingzhao, who was almost engrossed on the side, and his ears were almost like rabbits standing above his head.

"It will definitely not be inferior, and it will still be excessive, otherwise, how dare he go to your family's treasure village to make such a grand bet?" Li Qingzhao said without looking back, and his tone was very resolute and affirmative.

"You're so confident in him?" Seeing Li Qingzhao's serious and coquettish appearance, Chen Jie couldn't help but chuckle.

"Well, being able to arrange the music like the one before is enough to see that the level of Wang Gongzi must be more than that." Li Qingzhao's watery Danfeng eyes were shining very brightly at the moment.

Next to him, the seven or eight literary young people who came to watch the marathon-level Bianhe Grand Tournament were all sitting upright at the moment, their expressions looking very focused and serious.

Because Li Qingzhao, a beautiful and cute goddess, actually has a lot of confidence in Wang Jiaoxi of Yihong Mansion, and she is very protective of that person in and out of her words, which makes the literary young people who were originally in schadenfreude Zhao Mingcheng's unlucky ghost was scolded by Chen Jie suddenly became vigilant, and the enemy was angry.

Although these literary young people are competitors to each other, at least everyone thinks that their family backgrounds are similar and their literary level is similar, but Wang Yang's goods are different.

That guy is actually a teacher in a green building, relying on the goods of women to eat, which makes these pretentious literary young people very despised. But the problem is that he didn't rely on his face, but actually relied on his talent to attract the attention of the goddesses of himself and others.

It's just the rhythm of a naked slap in the face. I and others are all reading seeds of poetry and books, and when I was hanging a small fart curtain, I began to follow the old men to shake their heads and hum and read the Four Books and Five Classics, and they are all high-end talents with cultural and ideological background.

But the teaching of Yi Honglou has no idea which ghost character came out of the hole, and his methods are vicious (several of them have been beaten by Wang Yang's fists and feet into the literary youth language of the national treasure panda and Marshal Tianpeng), and his personality is arrogant and domineering, and he has no one in his eyes, and he will add bad words when he doesn't agree with him, or he will play fists and legs, which is simply a standard template for a ruffian hooligan on the streets.

Such a person actually attracted our goddess with his talent, is this the rhythm that wants to make everyone cry like a dog? No, we must unite bravely, listen carefully, and see if this literary scoundrel surnamed Wang is really talented.

"Yihong Building, hmph, this time I finally know where this kid's territory is, gentlemen, after today, let's find a chance to go over, but we want to see what this person's true face looks like, don't let the little lady of the Li family let this despicable and shameless person be......" The prince who had been beaten by Wang Mou's heartfelt feet, and still remembered it vividly, whispered viciously to his companions around him.

"Brother Wang, don't worry, we will definitely go over with Brother Wang to seek justice, and by the way, see the true face of this person." The companions around him nodded their heads in deep understanding.

"How about it, Brother Zhao would like to go with you?" Wang Gongzi swept his eyes and saw Zhao Mingcheng, who was far away, his eyes were like a lone wolf staring at Li Qingzhao not far away, his face was pale, and he didn't know what the hell was muttering there in a whisper, so he couldn't help but raise his voice and asked.

"This is natural, when the time comes, Zhao must expose the true face of that country man, Zhao really doesn't believe it, what kind of real ability can a man who relies on women to eat soft rice have." Zhao Mingcheng turned his head, and after hearing Wang Gongzi's repeated words, he nodded heavily, turned his gaze to fall on the stage, and gritted his teeth and said viciously.

"Okay, then let's talk about it, and when the time comes, our brothers will make an appointment, and we will advance and retreat together." When Wang Gongzi saw Zhao Mingcheng's appearance, he couldn't help but smile and nod with satisfaction. Great, the team against that guy is growing again.

The sound of the pipa is like the pearl falling into the jade plate, tinkling, every sound, as if it has clearly fallen into the ear, the sound starts, one does not stop and one after another, and the partial life can still make you hear clearly.

"Yunyan Girl's pipa, in Bianliang, Tokyo, if it can't be listed in the top three, then the old man would rather poke these ears deaf......" Xu Daguanren, the music fan of Yunyan Girl, looked so intoxicated that he was hilarious, chattering and muttering quietly there.

"It's really enjoyable...... This girl is the Yunyan girl from the Yihong Mansion, right? Zhao Gongzi looked at the stage with bright eyes, but where his eyes fell, it was not the pretty face of Yunyan girl, but her slender hands that were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes soft and sometimes rigid.

"Exactly, Yihong Mansion's business has not been very good over the years, if it weren't for the support of this Yunyan girl with a super first-class pipa level, I'm afraid it wouldn't even be a third-rate." Gao Gongzi nodded, for such a young and beautiful woman, Gao Gongzi's gaze was at most appreciation, what he liked was the kind of woman who could bring him warmth.

For example, the gentle and kind Mrs. Liu, thinking of Mrs. Liu, Gao Gongzi took a deep breath, not in a hurry, anyway, when Zhao Gongzi is really used to going to Yihong Mansion, in that way, he will naturally have more opportunities to get along with Mrs. Liu.

When the Yunyan girl spoke, there was still some faint hustle and bustle gradually solidified, and then disappeared with the wind, only the clear voice of the Yunyan girl like the stream flowed up and down the stage, flowing into the hearts of all the audience.

"Last night, the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden, and the heavy sleep did not kill the wine...... But the begonias are still ......"

In the sound of the pipa like a storm and wind, the lazy and slightly sad voice seems so clear, affectionate, but desolate and reluctant......

Wang Yang looked at the Yunyan girl on the stage in a daze, at this moment, his heart was also shocked, the Yunyan girl on the stage no longer looked like a singer, but more like a singer doing his own inner monologue.

Her heart, her soul, jumped to the music and lyrics, sad or sad...... She has not only relied on her voice and music to move others, but has led the audience into her world and experienced that emotion with her......

Li Qingzhao looked at Sister Yunyan who was singing and complaining on the stage in a daze, I don't know when, she was already in tears, in her eyes, the Yunyan girl who was completely immersed in the words was the most qualified person to cry.

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