Chapter 8 There are so many eyes in the hearts of readers
Cai Xian and Chen Yu, the two sons, looked blankly at the shadow behind the bead curtain, their faces were full of admiration, even Li Luo, who had a mother-lover complex, could not resist the charm of Dieyi at this moment, his expression was obsessed, and his eyes were shining.
Zong Ming was stunned, he believed that his piano skills were not lost to others, but today he was really surprised, he lost to a little girl who was forty years younger than himself, "The girl in butterfly clothes has reached the peak of her piano skills, and everyone is worthy of her name!" ”
"Today's piano fight, the old man lost." Zong Ming is very free and easy, admits defeat bluntly, is not pretentious at all, and shows his master's demeanor.
Dieyi Yingying got up and said: "The grandmaster is skilled, Dieyi sighs to herself, the little woman is just clever, and she can't win." ”
One song, two interpretations, but the effect is very different.
Zong Ming is a virtuoso piano, proficient in the study of music scores, emphasizing techniques and techniques, and can accurately grasp the accuracy of each note.
This is slightly inferior to Zong Ming, but she vividly interprets the artistic conception and emotions of Qiujiang water, which is immersive and unforgettable.
Zong Ming shook his head, squeezed his brows and said solemnly: "Winning is winning, losing is losing, how can you win without martial arts." ”
Dieyi smiled bitterly and said, "Master Zong, I have conceded"
Dieyi won the piano master Zong Ming at the age of twenty-nine, and fell into the crowd like a bomb.
Suddenly, there was an uproar in the audience, and the crowd was boiling.
The talented people's eyes were red, and they looked at Dieyi stupidly, obviously turning into die-hard fans.
"Dieyi, I'm going to write 300 poems for you!"
"Dieyi, I am willing to give a thousand taels, I just ask you to smile."
"Dieyi, I have a good heart for you, and I swear that I will not marry you in this life!"
A bunch of brainless fans.
Ye Qiange almost squirted out the tea in his mouth, and couldn't help but sigh, being a fan of a tune, your circle is really omnipotent.
Cai Xian and Chen Yu were no exception, sticking their heads and shouting, joining the ranks of brain-dead fans without hesitation.
Ye Qiange had the urge to kick them away.
Zong Ming thought that he was invincible, and after a few greetings, he hurriedly stepped down.
"Who's next?"
The shouts and screams gradually subsided, the noise cooled down, and the atmosphere was a little weird.
Talents, you look at me, I look at you, looking left and right one by one, their eyes dodging, and they don't care about their own high-minded demeanor.
"Brother Zhao, you were scrambling to come to the stage just now, now it's your turn."
"Hmph, vulgar!" Brother Zhao shook the fan in his hand and snorted coldly, "My generation has practiced hard to cultivate sentiment and cultivate mood, how can I grandstand and fight with others?"
“——”
On the other side.
"Brother, it's your turn."
"Why don't you go up?"
"If a gentleman doesn't take away people's favors, this opportunity will be given to you, go and cherish it, don't be ashamed of your brother."
"You don't dare to go on yourself, and you encourage me to go up." When the man heard this, his face darkened, his sleeves flicked, and he spat on it: "I disdain to be with you." ”
I don't jump into the pit, but I always want to push others into the pit, and my conscience is simply very bad.
He stepped aside indignantly, disdainful of such a practice, but it didn't mean that he wouldn't do it, so he squeezed his eyebrows at the people on the side and said, "Brother, it's your turn." ”
"Get out, you can do it, don't beep!"
“——”
There are so many people who read books.
Luckily, I don't read much.
Ye Qiange secretly rejoiced, feeling that he was as pure as a Tianshan Snow Lotus.
For a while, all the talented people pushed back and forth, and none of them played, obviously all of them were shocked by Dieyi's piano skills.
At this time, if anyone goes up, it is tantamount to looking for boredom, not only can they not be in the limelight, they can't become the guests of Dieyi, but if they also make jokes and lose their identity, it will be self-defeating and the gains outweigh the losses.
"Little prince won't try it?" Li Luo smiled cheaply.
Ye Qiange said bitterly: "In order to take into account your feelings, this king will not participate, but it is a pity for this delicate woman." ”
I've seen shameless, I've never seen you so shameless, this bastard's shameless level is about to break through the sky.
The corners of Cai Xian and Chen Yu's eyes twitched sharply, and they wanted to roll up their sleeves and beat Ye Qiange violently.
Hmph, the show will start soon, see how long you can be proud!
The three of them nodded secretly, a sneer crossed the corners of their mouths, their eyes turned to the stage, and they couldn't help but look forward to it.
Seeing that no one came to the stage, Dieyi slowly got up, and the two maids next to her lifted the bead curtain, and a face that captivated the country and the city appeared in front of everyone.
Green silk high plate, jade flour cheeks, bright eyes and bright teeth, Qiong nose and cherry lips, although it is a plain clothes, but the brilliance looms, walking like a weak willow to support the wind, looking forward to the beautiful eyes, the end is a beautiful woman.
Ye Qiange's heart jumped suddenly, this girl in butterfly clothes is really smart, and she has a good fight with Xu Yichan, and there is a little more charm between her eyebrows.
Dieyi smiled, her beautiful eyes looked around, there seemed to be a mysterious magic in her eyes, people looked at her, and they couldn't help but look at her a second time, and a second look and a third look. Regardless of the men and women in the listening pavilion, they all looked at her blankly, as if they were absorbed by her.
Dieyi covered her mouth and smiled, lightly blessed, and said coquettishly, "Little girl Dieyi, this is polite." ”
Chen Yu was the first to react, stood on the guardrail outside the compartment, snapped the fan, and said loudly: "Under Chen Yu, I have seen the girl in butterfly clothes." ”
"Under Cai Xian, say hello to the girl in Butterfly." Seeing that Chen Yu opened his mouth, Cai Xian couldn't wait to say loudly.
"In Shimoyanagi, ask the girl in Butterfly Clothes how you are-"
"Under ......"
Seeing dozens of young men scrambling to flatter Dieyi, Ye Qiange couldn't help but think of the classic line of Teacher Zhao Zhongxiang in the animal world.
- Spring is coming, the glaciers are thawing, everything is revived, it's a rippling season, and the air is filled with the smell of hormones.
Chen Yu said: "I heard the song of the girl in the butterfly clothes, which makes people feel like sitting in the clouds, like drinking sweet liquor, the girl in the butterfly clothes not only has the posture of a fairy, but also the skills of heaven and man, which really makes Chen admire." ”
Dieyi lightly covered her jade lips and said with a smile: "Chen Gongzi has won the award, how can he get into Chen Gongzi's eyes, and it is even more difficult to get into the elegant hall of carving insects such as stroking the piano and making music." ”
Dieyi looked charming, and when she spoke, the sparkling in her beautiful eyes was indescribably moving.
Chen Yu said loudly: "Miss Die'er is too modest, the girl's appearance and moon appearance are not talked about for the time being, just this song "Autumn River Water" is the peak of perfection, I have never heard such a wonderful song, Dieyi girl can be called the world of everyone." ”
"Childe praised it." Dieyi owes her body, and there is a faint hint of self-satisfaction on her face, just in terms of piano skills, she can indeed be called the pinnacle.
Chen Yu suddenly glanced at Ye Qiange with his peripheral vision, a trace of cunning and coldness flashed in his eyes, and continued: "It's just-"
Dieyi frowned, and immediately smoothed it out, her self-satisfied color disappeared without a trace, and her eyes waited for the following.
Ye Qiange secretly exclaimed, an ominous premonition rose in his heart, and he didn't have time to stop it, so he heard Chen Yu continue: "It's just that our little prince Ye thinks that the girl in Butterfly Yi is not good at the piano, and it is actually difficult to live up to her reputation, and most of everyone's names are touted." ”
Made, if you don't agree with each other, you'll be cheated by this kid!