Chapter Forty-Seven: Actually Performing a Talent

Turning his head seriously, Master Peng was already looking straight in the eyes, and his face was full of admiration.

This guy is hopeless......

"The little girl has arrived here, which hero is willing to come out first to show his talents?" Jian Chongren said loudly.

"Talent?" Serious facial muscles twitched, didn't he have to precede Wen Cai? What do you want to do when choosing a son-in-law from a family of rivers and lakes? ? It's also a variety show?

"What will you order?" Seriously lowered his voice and asked Master Peng.

Master Peng said with a bitter face, "Does it count if I can sing 18?" ”

"After singing, we can go straight home." Seriously stared at Peng Dagongzi and said, in this chorus 18 touch? You can figure it out!

"Seriously, it's up to you, help my brother this time, if I can marry Miss Jian's family, I will set a grass ring in the next life, and I will repay you by being a cow and a horse." Master Peng grabbed the serious sleeve and pleaded.

Depend on! Dare you put me at ease? Looking at the appearance of Peng Dagongzi seriously, he was very helpless, at this time, a system prompt sounded, and the task of walking together was completed, and the follow-up task was to help Peng Dagongzi pass the test of the Jian family.

I said! This Bird Quest! Serious egg pain, I have to find a way to find a rescuer, I can't just kneel directly without going to the back of the competition, how much I have to deal with it, it's good to be a wandering scholar here, at least his singing voice is good.

"Yan Baiwu, Qingqingqing, is you there?" I can only find these two guys, and I don't look like I know how to be talented.

"Yes." Yan Baiwu took the lead.

"Is there any way to fix it?" Seriously asked.

"You are asking the right person, Qingqingqing was born in Qixiufang, and he is the most good at singing and dancing. Yan Baiwu said.

"That's a good dare, let Qingqingqing come out quickly, and I'll be ready to synchronize my spirit immediately." Said with serious joy.

"You want me to go up and dance? Okay, you change into women's clothes first, and change into a woman, I'm not used to dancing like a man. "Wei Qingqing

"Disguise as a woman, don't even think about it! It's better to admit it directly, anyway, Prince Peng won't have a chance. He said in a depressed manner.

"That's up to you, hehe." Wei Qingqing said with a smile.

"How about you say I use voice change to imitate the voice of a scholar and sing a song?" I have heard the wandering scholar sing it many times, and it should not be difficult to sing it.

"What song do you want to sing? The most dazzling ethnic style or two tigers? You're funny, aren't you? They are all ancients, and they can't appreciate modern pop songs. Yan Baiwu poured cold water without hesitation.

"If you look for an ancient style, you should be able to deal with it, right?" Seriously uncertain.

"You think so! In ancient times, singing pop songs to convince everyone was no longer popular, and I felt embarrassed to think about it. Wei Qingqing complained.

Seriously and Yan Baiwu, Wei Qingqingqing exchanged time, Fan Changjing, the son of red leaves, had already walked to the middle of the field with Zhang Guqin in his arms, and nodded around, "I will be ugly first." ”

After that, Fan Changjing sat down on the same place, put the guqin between his knees, his white and slender fingers, slowly plucked the seven strings, and a clear and melodious sound sounded, like a gurgling water flowing slowly.

Fan Changjing has obviously worked the guqin, and his attainments are quite profound, and he seriously does not appreciate ancient music very much, and he also feels that the sound of the qin is very beautiful.

At the end of the song, the aftermath is over.

"Good! I have heard Fan Gongzi's piano skills for a long time, and now I hear it, and it is like a fairy sound, which is extremely wonderful. Jian Chongren took the lead in stroking his palms and cheering.

Suddenly, there was a cheer in the audience, Jian Lingyu stared at Fan Changjing, her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and she could see that Peng Dagongzi's mouth was bitter.

"Cut, it's much worse than Uncle Gao Jiangting's playing, then the old man of the Jian family is just a fool of himself, bragging and not making drafts, this can also be called Xianyin? It's really shallow. Wei Qingqing said disdainfully.

"Do you know how to play the piano? We can also borrow his piano to play it. "Seriously.

"No!" Wei Qingqing replied decisively.

"Then you are embarrassed to talk about others, at least they can play."

"Am I not happy to hear it, and I am not allowed to comment?" Wei Qingqing said unhappily.

With Fan Changjing's performance, everyone who was still eager to try suddenly died down, and no one dared to show it, for fear of showing their ugliness, humiliating themselves, and leaving a bad impression in front of Miss Jane's family.

Murong Shiqing, who had been flirting with the girl named Yan'er in his arms, stood up and laughed, "Since Brother Fan has shown his hand, I can't let you be preoccupied with beauty." ”

After that, Murong Shiqing walked out of the case with Yan'er in his arms, looked at Yan'er and smiled, took out a jade flute from his arms, and brought it to his lips, the sound of the flute slowly rose, the flute sound was clear and far, tactful and cheerful, endless, Yan'er danced around Murong Shiqing with the sound of the flute, dancing gracefully, and the flute played by Murong Shiqing was very tacit, only to let everyone secretly praise in their hearts, what a pair of beautiful people.

Jian Lingyu was a little displeased, her mouth pursed slightly, and she turned her head away, no wonder, this party was all held for her to choose a son-in-law, Murong Shiqing was handsome and very chic, but he still had a beautiful woman, obviously not for the selection of the bird, so how could Jian Lingyu have a good impression of him.

Are these two really out to walk the rivers and lakes? Why are you so proficient in musical instruments, and you are on the wrong set, right? Seriously secretly slandered, frowning and silently thinking about how to pass this talent show.

A sound penetrated into the serious ear, "Master Yan, don't worry too much, the Jian family is a family of rivers and lakes after all, and martial arts is the foundation of the foothold, so you can just fool the past with this talent." ”

Seriously stunned, this is the voice of the old monk Xuan Zhen, looking up, Master Xuan Zhen is looking towards him, slightly bowed, and closed his eyes again.

However, this master Xuanzhen seems to have a good impression of himself, and he specially reminded himself, is it his hidden fortune that is working? Seriously surprised.

The flute stopped, Yan'er Lian turned lightly, and a graceful turn happened to send herself into Murong Shiqing's arms, and the two looked at each other affectionately and smiled.

Qinglian Gongzi Situ Chengye couldn't see it, and snorted coldly, "My generation of martial arts people, instead of concentrating on studying martial arts, but to do these miscellaneous studies, it is really putting the cart before the horse!" ”

"I am self-styled and free, I only want to live happily, and I want to be different, why do you want to impose your ideas on me, Brother Situ." Murong Shiqing said disapprerovingly, and sat down with Yan'er in his arms.

Fan Changjing, who is tied with the four princes of the Northland, Murong Shiqing has all been shown on the field, and Situ Chengye is not far behind, and walked to the center of the scene with a cold face, "I will perform a set of swordsmanship, please give advice to fellow martial artists!" ”