The sonorous rhythm of the fingertips is like the thrilling sound of war drums, and the high-pitched sound is like the sound of a trumpet that shocks the valley.

Ji sat quietly in place, looking graceful and elegant, but his fingertips were sonorous and powerful.

Delicate and strong collide, rigid and soft, fingertips sweep over the double lines and twisted strings, and the rhythm suddenly rises.

It makes people feel as if they have seen the fierce scene of the Chu and Han armies fighting under the wall.

The audience seemed to feel the battle scene of the Chu army being ambushed and the Han army being ambushed.

In my ears is the sudden burst of the silver bottle of the pipa, and the iron riding Jin Ge.

In front of her is a girl, graceful, but it seems that her soul is full of sonorous power.

It seems to be soft but actually powerful and domineering, and the eyebrows in the fox's eyes are all frightening cold and domineering.

All the guests couldn't help but stop the movements in their hands, as if their souls trembled, and looked up at the girl on the high platform.

The cheongsam is classical and elegant, showing a girl's slender figure, and at this moment she seems to be a goddess descending into the world.

The sound of awe-inspiring music echoed through the banquet hall.

Shock, astonishment and surprise and admiration surged and intertwined in their hearts, so that everyone's hearts and souls were taken away in an instant.

"Ah......hh I'm dead, it's like a god, right? ”

"Oh my God, Ji You has such a high musical attainment at such a young age, it's too against the sky!"

"The music of the glazed ice moon is really like the water in the heart as the legend, wonderful!"

"Ji You didn't destroy the heavens, but because of her performance, Liuli Bingyue had a soul."

"Just kidding, huh? The soul of music that ordinary people can't figure out for decades, Ji You has actually used it freely. ”

"Ji You is simply the glory of the Ji family, compared with Ji Shuishui's piano music performance, it is really high and low."

"It turns out that it's not Zhuyu in front at all, but throwing bricks and jade!"

"No wonder Master Pang Yue criticized Miss Ji Shuishui's piano music for being soulless, and now when you compare it, it's a big difference!"

These words fell on Ji Shuishui's ears and made her heart jealous and sour.

Ji You, openly steal my limelight, I have written down this account!

Ji Chen stood under the stage, his eyes were proud and arrogant, and he couldn't wait to pull the guests around him to show off his excellent daughter.

But this ...... It's not over yet!

The corners of Ji You's lips hooked slightly, and the sound of the pipa stopped abruptly.......

The light on the stage suddenly dimmed, and in the next moment, a beam of light hit the position where Ji You was originally sitting, and the person was gone.

"Huh...... This? What about Ji Youren? ”

"What happened? What about my goddess? ”

"Zheng !!"

A slender jade finger covered the strings of the magic piano, and the fingertips plucked and hooked, and the next moment it seemed like a mighty aura rushed to the face!!

In an instant, everyone's hearts were shocked, and the sense of urgency that was grasped at the tip of the heart made the listeners tremble.

If the sound of the piano is tight, if the rain knocks on the steps, the sound of the piano is slow like a drizzle of rain; Spread like the wind blowing snow, stretching like a breeze blowing willows.

A beam of golden light suddenly spread down and fell on the girl who was sitting in front of the magic harp and playing......

If she plays the pipa, she is a nine-day Xuannu who is not in the world.

Then she is a witch on the shore of hell when she plays the guzheng at this moment!

"......" people: ???

Not only can she know the pipa, but she actually knows the guqin!

Ji You's eyes were slightly focused on the strings, his long eyelashes were like butterfly feathers, and his red lips hooked up a cold and beautiful smile.

The temperament of immortals and demons is vividly displayed in her.

She is somewhere between black and white, just like her style, never black or white, casual and wanton.

Just when everyone thought that this was already the end of the day.

The girl suddenly got up and plucked the strings of the magic harp with one hand.

One hand holds the lute and the fingertips fall on the strings.

Two completely different instruments, but she controls them with ease.

For a while, the jaws of the whole audience were about to hit the ground: can you still play like this?