Xu Bao boarded the test platform, waiting for a woman from the Murong family to wait for the test platform.

Xu Bao saw that this woman from the Murong family was very beautiful and beautiful, and she had a feeling of lightness.

Xu Bao saluted the Murong woman and said, "I've asked!" ”

The Murong woman said loudly: "I think son, why don't we compete with music?" ”

Xu Bao listened to the words of the woman of the Murong clan in front of him, and felt that the words spoken by this woman were soft, which made people feel light.

But the Murong woman said that she was competing with music, and she also understood in her heart that Wenbi included these, and she saw that the Murong family was already ready to think of a way to deal with herself, so she came out to compete with music.

Xu Bao laughed in his heart, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of arc and said, "Then how to compare with what the girl said?" ”

"Childe, let's decide whether to win or lose, if whose music can make everyone present agree that it is the best, who is the winner?"

"Good! Boyfriends and girlfriends are inferior, and they should ask the girl to play music first. Please! Xu Bao said.

Xu Bao's words obviously made a trace of annoyance appear on the face of the Murong woman, and Yingzheng in the audience whispered to Wang Qian: "Brother Wang Qian, Master is too good at belittling the other party. A simple sentence makes the other party speechless and unable to refute. ”

"Stinky boy, don't you want to think about the eldest brother's ability, which is comparable to a little girl from the Murong family." Wang Jian said.

When Mo Xuan heard Xu Bao's words, although he felt a little uncomfortable, he understood that this was Brother Xu who was angry for himself, but he didn't expect Xu Bao's words to belittle the Murong family. I really admire Xu Bao.

At this time, the Murong family in the audience looked at Xu Bao's gums itching with hatred on the stage.

The Murong woman ignored this, and then humiliated this person with music.

The Murong woman beckoned to the audience and asked the subordinates to prepare their musical instruments.

Xu Bao saw that the Murong family woman played music on the piano, and understood that the Murong family was not such a simple family.

I saw the Murong woman sitting down and began to play the piano.

Xu Bao stood there listening to the other party's music, and all the family members in the audience were attracted by the music played by the Murong woman on the stage.

The music played by the girls gives you an immersive feeling of being there, like the soaring and chirping of cranes, the graceful posture of dancing with their wings stretched, and the sound of wind and rain and thunder and lightning in nature.

It does make people feel intoxicated, but Xu Bao only feels that this song is definitely not simple.

After the song was played, everyone in the audience was immersed in the artistic conception of the music.

The Murong woman looked around and was satisfied with the effect of her music.

The Murong woman got up and saluted Xu Bao and said, "This song is "Qingjiao" and refers to the hand of a famous teacher. ”

The voice of the Murong woman surprised everyone in the audience, because after hearing the title of "Qingjiao", they all showed surprised expressions.

Xu Bao also showed a surprised face when he saw Mo Xuan. I knew in my heart that this song was definitely not that simple.

The Murong woman continued: "This song is the work of Master Shi Kuang's heart. Being able to get this song is also a trace of fate for the Murong family. ”

After Xu Bao heard Shi Kuang's name, he knew that this was one of the several famous music masters in the Warring States Period.

Xu Bao saluted the Murong woman: "I didn't expect that Miss Murong could get Master Shi Kuang's masterpiece, which really surprised me, but this song is played in the hands of the girl with less charm and more weakness." ”

Hearing Xu Bao's words, the Murong woman was a little angry and asked, "This is Master Shi Kuang's masterpiece, do you think I can't play it, or do you think Master Shi Kuang's masterpiece is not good?" ”

The words of the Murong woman are really the sin of implementing her words on the master's work.

Xu Bao chuckled: "Miss Murong, I didn't say that Master Shi Kuang's work is bad, I mean that this masterpiece should not be played by women, there will be a sense of weakness when played by women in this song, and there is no sense of courage from men, don't you know the deep meaning of Master Shi Kuang's masterpiece." ”

After hearing Xu Bao's explanation, everyone in the audience understood that Xu Bao's words were aimed at the Murong family, and there was no disrespect for Master Shi Kuang's works.

The Murong woman smiled: "Then I want to ask, how do I play, may I ask Gongzi what kind of music you can come up with and compare with Master Shi Kuang's clear angles." ”

Xu Bao shook his head and didn't say anything, and the Murong woman showed a disdainful gaze and said, "That prince thinks that there is no music that can compete with this song. The boy directly admitted defeat. ”

The corners of Xu Bao's mouth showed a hint of curvature, "I didn't say that I would admit defeat, nor did I say that there was no song that could compete with Qingjiao's song, but the music I played would only be transcendent." ”

After Xu Bao's words fell, everyone in the audience looked at Xu Bao in surprise, and from time to time there came out from the audience, "Is this person crazy?" Master Shi Kuang's famous songs, who can surpass them. "That's right! I don't think this person can compare, talking big! ”

But Mo Xuan in the audience didn't think so, but smiled, because Mo Xuan had listened to Xu Bao's music and knew that even if Brother Xu took out the music he played that time, he could beat Shi Kuang's Qingjiao work.

Mo Xuan actually felt very curious about Xu Bao in his heart, who taught Brother Xu in the end, whether it was piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or wine brewing, it can be said that he is proficient in everything. Mo Xuan had never heard of such a genius in the world. But after seeing it for real, I felt very curious and curious about Xu Bao's life experience. But I also inquired, only that Xu Bao was born from Weiguo, and I had never heard of this person before.

Mo Xuan always had some doubts in his heart, but now Mo Xuan was not embarrassed to inquire about Xu Bao, so he could only give up.

Xu Bao looked around the audience at this moment and laughed: "I think you all think I'm a crazy person talking in my dreams, I want to ask you what is music?" ”

Everyone in the audience didn't say anything, but one of the Murong family said loudly: "I said, can you talk less nonsense, if not, just admit defeat, don't delay everyone's time." ”

Xu Bao ignored Murong Clan's irritability, looked at the Murong Clan woman opposite, and asked, "Do you know?" ”

Although the Murong woman understands the rhythm of music, she really doesn't understand what Xu Bao said.

Xu Bao saw the expression of the Murong woman, and said with a smile: "Music is a sound that makes people happy and cheerful, and music is real music only when it is played from the heart." ”

After Xu Bao finished speaking, he didn't make a sound, walked to the side of the stage, and shouted to Wang Qian, Wang Jian heard that it was his eldest brother, so he ran to the side of the stage, Xu Bao muttered a few words in Wang Qian's ear, and Wang Jian left.

Xu Bao walked back to the middle of the stage again, and it didn't take long for him to see many people carrying the Jijiale clock.

Xu Bao picked up the bell hammer and smiled around: "I began to present an ugly song for everyone." ”

Xu Bao began to think a lot in his heart, what song to use to compete with which famous teacher's work Murong Clan came up with. pondering the conference, I thought of a song called "Three Alleys of Plum Blossoms".

Xu Bao began to ring the music bell, and a sound sounded, Xu Bao was like dancing like a martial art, and the speed of the beating was getting faster and faster. And the music coming out is getting more and more different.

The melody of the comfortable flow of music makes people fascinated, and they feel the noble and serene static of plum blossoms, and the second half of the hurried let everyone feel the unyielding dynamics of plum blossoms.

At the end of Xu Bao's performance, he shouted: "This song borrows the plum Yonghuai, the whiteness of the plum blossoms, the fragrance and the cold resistance praise the noble people of the festival." ”

After Xu Bao chanted, the song ended, and everyone listened to it like a fascination, feeling like a person who wanted to praise this song.

After Xu Bao finished playing, he looked at the Murong woman, threw the bell hammer lightly, walked to the stage, and said loudly: "I think there are very few people who know about music!" ”

Xu Bao walked to his place and sat down, while the Murong woman on the stage stood there stunned with a face full of shame.

But when the Murong woman looked in Xu Bao's direction again, she saw the Murong woman bowing deeply to Xu Bao and said loudly: "I lost!" The Murong family in the audience felt that this competition was too incredible, especially Murong Chong's heart for Xu Bao raised a level, understanding that Xu Bao beside Mo Xuan was definitely not an ordinary person. I was able to play this kind of peerless music, but I had never heard this music before.

Mo Xuan came back to his senses from the music and looked at Xu Bao with a surprised gaze, "Brother Xu, how do you know how to make loud noises. ”

Xu Bao smiled: "Is it only your Mo family who understands this?" ”

"Brother Xu, you amaze me every time, I really want to see what Brother Xu has in his head?" Mo Xuan smiled evilly.