Everyone saw that there were two other jade-faced Langjun at the same table with the man, and they were shocked at a glance, heroic and compelling, reflecting the entire teahouse, and seeing that they had successfully turned Yuye into the focus of the teahouse, Mei Li opened the plum blossom fan and smiled without saying a word.

"Sure enough, it's no good to sit with you." Xiao Se glanced at Mei Li with cold eyes.

"In that case, why don't that friend upstairs show off your excellent piano skills, so that you can be convinced, otherwise what kind of hero will you just talk about?" The begonia boy snorted lightly to show his disdain, and the people at the table who were with him made the loudest noise, provocatively pointing at them with the middle finger.

"I just want to finish the tea quietly, and I don't want to get into trouble." Yu Ye put down the cup in his hand, opened his lips lightly in the limelight, and slowly spit out these words.

"Haitang Gongzi invited you down to look up to you, don't be embarrassed, I'm sorry." The young man at the table let out filthy curses and kept hearing them.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, a crisp voice sounded at this time.

"Don't bother my son-in-law with such trivial matters, it's better for the little girl to ask the son-in-law downstairs for advice, so that everyone can laugh." A handsome girl appeared in everyone's sight, although she was young, she was delicate and moving, she tilted her head to show a playful smile, and walked down quickly from the stairs, Yu Ye wanted to stop Mo Fei It was too late, everyone only felt that there seemed to be a smoke behind this woman, and she was an extraordinary person in the dust.

"It's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, although his courage is commendable, but he is too reckless, the other party is the first pianist in the capital, and he is afraid that he will cry if he loses." The people in the teahouse talked a lot, and they bet that she would lose.

"Hmph, just you, are you worthy of competing with me?" The begonia boy looked at the young girl in front of him with a look of disdain.

"Why don't we make a bet, if you lose, take off your boots and run around the capital." Mo Fei smiled.

"Why don't you say what if you lose?" Seeing her young age, Haitang Gongzi dared to openly provoke him.

"I don't say it just because...... I won't lose to you. Mo Fei raised his chin, his momentum was awe-inspiring, he never thought that such a thin body would be so arrogant, seeing her confident appearance, everyone present looked at her with admiration.

"Okay, have the guts, if you lose, ask your master to drill under my crotch." A sinister smile appeared on the face of the begonia boy, and he wanted to teach this girl a hard lesson who didn't know the height of the sky.

"You are so bold, I originally wanted to give you a little thin noodles, but now even if you kneel and beg Miss Ben, I won't let you." Dare to speak disrespectfully to her master, Mo Fei was angry, and she stepped onto the stage.

The people who came upstairs with the begonia boy also made a commotion at this moment.

"Little beauty, don't compare, it's not as good as my brother, I'll go home......"

"Yes, if you lose miserably, don't blame Begonia for not pity the jade......"

The laughter and scolding of the young people reached the ears of Yuye and several people, Yun'er was angry, and couldn't help but want to teach them a lesson, but was held down by Xiao Se, "Just treat them as snakes, rats, and bugs, and don't want to come here." ”

As soon as the words fell, the people suddenly stopped speaking, the expressions on their faces were as disgusting as swallowing a fly, and in fact, they did swallow something disgusting, sitting there retching, Mei Li raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Now the ears are clean, you can concentrate on listening to the piano." ”

Hearing the begonia boy behind him shouting, not allowed to use his piano, Mo Fei snorted, no need, she didn't want to get her hands dirty, the owner of the teahouse hurriedly asked the guy to find a long-idle lyre in the corner of the teahouse, and put it in front of Mo Fei, he looked at the child worriedly, and sighed heavily.

What is it good to play, Mo Fei hesitated, everyone saw her biting her lower lip and meditating, and shook their heads, thinking that the kid still had some skills, so he dared to speak wildly, and now it seems that he is afraid that he will lose to the other party even in terms of momentum.

With that, Mo Fei made up his mind, wiped the dust on the lyre with both hands, plucked it a few times, listened carefully to the timbre of each string, adjusted it slightly, and then began to play.

Hearing the sound of Zheng Zheng Qin in the teahouse, everyone was taken aback, this piece is not the one played by the Begonia Gong just now, the sound of the piano is the same, there is no difference.

There was cold sweat oozing from Haitang Gongzi's forehead, and the hand hidden in his sleeve slowly tightened and clenched into a fist, this piece was newly composed by him, and it was the first time to play it in front of everyone today, how could she remember every note, it was incredible.

"Isn't this piece played by the begonia, why does Mo have to play the same music, she can play it better." Yun'er was puzzled.

"Of course, Efei'er's strength can beat him in one set, but she seems to be deliberately trying to trick the young man." Hearing that Mo Fei deliberately hid his strength, Yu Ye frowned, afraid that that person would never be able to gain a foothold in the capital from now on.

"It seems that your apprentice's style of acting is not like you at all, but he has a bit of my style, not bad." Mei Li leaned on the railing leisurely, and the plum blossom fan hit the railing one by one.

At the end of the song, Mo Fei bowed slightly towards the begonia prince, "Agreed." ”

The teahouse erupted in warm applause, I can't imagine that people can't be good-looking, this girl's piano skills are not inferior to the begonia boy, it's really surprising, this play is getting better and better.

People who come and go through the teahouse, I don't know why it is so lively inside, they have walked in to find out, I heard that there is a little-known girl who dares to challenge the son of Begonia, everyone is curious, after a while, the whole teahouse is blocked by onlookers, and even the aisle is full of people.

"You're just playing the one I played earlier, and there's nothing new, and we're tied this game." The begonia boy got up and pretended to be calm and walked on stage.

This time he wanted to show her a little color, so that she could know what the world's unparalleled piano skills were, and in the midst of everyone's exclamations, he put his left hand behind his back, leaving only his right hand on the piano, this one-handed piano stunt can only be done by him alone. This time, I will make you look good, a smile of victory appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the begonia boy began the second game of the competition.

The familiar fingering accompanied by the light rhythm of the lyre wandered, the colorful speed made everyone dizzy, and the sound of the piano was like a hundred birds chirping, shocking everyone present.

When the people on the stage stopped, the whole teahouse was silent, everyone was conquered by the superb piano skills of the begonia son, and suddenly someone issued a shout of "the first piano master, unparalleled in the world", everyone excitedly followed the slogan and shouted, one after another in the teahouse, endlessly.

I heard that the son of Begonia learned the piano at the age of three, and at the age of five he could play the piano music with considerable difficulty, and at the age of ten he had surpassed the oldest luthier in the palace, and he was a genius.

I saw her face as usual, sitting in front of the lyre, untied the hairband on one side, bit one end with her teeth, and tied the little finger and ring finger of her right hand together with the other end, wrapped it around and around it, and finally tied a dead knot next to the little finger.

What is she doing, someone in the crowd muttered quietly, everyone didn't know why, at this time she raised her hands to everyone, learning to be a begonia boy and put her left hand behind her back, leaving only her right hand in front of her chest, but her right hand only has three fingers that can move, should she use these three fingers to stroke the piano, this thought made everyone let out a burst of exclamations.

This is obviously impossible, Begonia Gongzi stared at her with wide eyes, it was just a gimmick, three fingers wanted to play my repertoire, it was simply a fantasy, and it was unreasonable to say it, but why was it so manic in my heart.

If it is said that the son of Fang Cai Haitang strokes the piano with one hand and has the momentum of ten thousand horses galloping, then the three-fingered piano sound of the child in front of him has the momentum of Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles.

The sound of the piano is impermeable, seamless, and the powerful sound wave shakes the water in the teacup into ripples, and when it reaches the climax, even the table on the ground moves gently, and everyone is shocked, never thinking that she is so young that she has such a strong internal force.

When the begonia gong finished playing, her clothes were soaked with sweat, and her face was tired, but after she finished playing the same tune, it seemed that she only used three points of strength to make it as easy, who is she, she is capable of overpowering the first pianist, everyone is dumbfounded, this scene is getting better and better.

"It is worthy of being an apprentice trained by the senior brother, and he has some ability." Mei Li gently shook the plum blossom fan.

"It's because she's so talented, and if I just give me a point, she'll be able to understand it." Yu Ye shook his head slightly, although Mo Fei is highly talented, he is very competitive, this is a taboo in cultivation.

"Who are you?" Haitang Gongzi's face turned pale, he raised his hand and pointed at the girl on the stage with a calm look, no one had ever been above him, she was clearly not an ordinary luthier.

"It doesn't matter who I am, as a pianist, cultivation is more important than piano skills, cultivation is too low, even if the piano skills are excellent, you don't deserve the title of 'first piano master'." Mo Fei re-tied the hairband on his hair, and his ten fingers played again on the lyre, his posture was like flowing water, extremely beautiful.

The peach is dying, scorching its flower, rank and rank, and the secluded South Mountain.

In front of everyone, a picture of spring suddenly appeared, peach blossom buds are embellished with branches, bright and bright, the water of the stream meanders and flows, the scenery of Nanshan is verdant and far-reaching, and the sound of the piano is woven into such a delicate and graceful illusion in front of you, like a dream, like a shadow, like a song.

After the song, the sound was still lingering in the ears, and the begonia boy's face was like ashes, and he fell to the ground.

He had never heard such a piano sound, it should have been ethereal, but at this moment the painting was vividly displayed in front of him, as if he could touch the bright peach blossoms as soon as he stretched out his hand, and he could walk along the winding and rugged mountain road under his feet to the distant Nanshan, whether all this was real or a dream, he could no longer tell whether it was real or a dream.

When everyone woke up from the song, the girl was gone, and the upstairs seat was empty, and no one knew when they had left.

"The Iron Tree is blooming, everyone, look, the Iron Tree is blooming." I don't know who shouted, and everyone looked at the iron tree in the corner of the teahouse, and a few small white flowers bloomed from the withered branches, dotted with stars.

"The Buddha has appeared, the Buddha has appeared." The teahouse erupted in earth-shattering shouts, and people said that it was the sound of the girl's piano that moved the Buddha, and that such an incredible thing as the blossoming of the iron tree would happen.

I didn't expect that there are mountains outside the mountain, there are people outside the people, even a girl can play such a divine comedy, I don't know how high that son is, the unbeatable Begonia son is capsized in the gutter this time, in the crowd pointing and pointing, he and his companions lost their original momentum and couldn't raise their heads in shame.

The street was bustling with pedestrians, and no one noticed that on a secluded street corner, there were a few people standing in the teahouse.