When many people saw it, they were all whispering and laughing in low voices.

The Zhao family's face immediately felt gloomy, and they couldn't wait to throw Zhao Muyu out of the hall directly, so as not to be embarrassed there.

Zhao Muyu faced everyone's ridicule and the eager eyes of the Empress Dowager, and there was some resistance in her heart, but she did not bear the disappointment of the Empress Dowager.

When it comes to talent, she has a relative favorite carillon when she is in southern Xinjiang.

Thinking so, Zhao Muyu nodded lightly, and said in a clear voice: "Well, the little girl is willing to present a song for the Queen Mother, but the props still need the help of the maid to prepare for it." ”

When Lin Qingqing heard this, he was stunned, and his smile suddenly stiffened.

Zhao Muyu actually prepared a talent show?

It's impossible, what level of person is Zhao Muyu, they don't know, how can Zhao Muyu show his talent now?

Don't talk about the two of them, the others here are all surprised, and their eyes are strange.

Sima Jianru looked at Zhao Muyu strangely, unable to understand what the hell she was going to do.

It must be said that the current Zhao Muyu is becoming more and more secretive and more and more attractive to him.

The most calm person on the field is the fourth prince Sima Rongruo.

He looked at Zhao Muyu meaningfully, and he didn't seem surprised by her abnormal behavior.

At the very least, he knew how the master who was pregnant with the Immortal Holy Soul Tower might be a simple person.

When the Empress Dowager heard that Zhao Muyu was going to sing a song, she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth at the moment, and she replied again and again: "Hehehe, it's a good birth, just ask the maid to prepare." ”

Zhao Muyu got the approval and directly instructed the maid on the side.

When the maid heard such a strange request, she was also suspicious, but she still found two drums and two drums and two gongs for her in a fog.

The big guy saw the maid move the two big drums in front of Zhao Muyu, and then saw Zhao Muyu put up the two drums and gongs with a rack and stand in the air, all of which widened his eyes with novelty.

"Hehehe, it's a drum and a gong, is that to knock and beat, ready to welcome the kiss?" Lin Qingqing couldn't help but laugh, and the audience burst into laughter in an instant.

"Hehehe, waste wood is waste wood, you see, how those vulgar carillon can get on the table!"

"Yes, Zhao Fu's face has been lost to her!"

Everyone shook their heads and blamed, saying that Zhao Muyu was useless.

Zhao Shan's tomb really couldn't stand it, so he stood up suddenly, and yelled: "Zhao Muyu, hurry up, when will you be embarrassed to be satisfied!" ”

Zhao Muyu turned his head to look at him with a blank face, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes and said: "Daddy, I just sang a song for the Empress Dowager to show filial piety, where is the shame?" Isn't it a shame to honor the Empress Dowager? ”

Zhao Shan's tomb choked Zhao Muyu for a while, and he only sat back stupidly.

At this moment, Zhao Muyu ignored everyone's contemptuous and contemptuous eyes, picked up the two long sticks handed over by the maid, and slowly sat down on the wooden chair behind the drum.

She raised her stick slightly, and struck it on the drum, making a pounding sound, and the frequency of the percussion became faster and faster, and gradually it turned out to be rhythmic.

Everyone's laughter was covered by a drum sound, and the big guy gradually heard the melody, so he closed his mouth and looked at Zhao Muyu carefully.

At that time, Zhao Muyu increased his hand speed even more, from left to right, quickly knocked through, and finally landed on the drum gong, playing two crisp low sounds, like the finishing touch, drawing a rest to a series of notes.

The whole action is smooth, skillful and exquisite, dazzling and shocking.

What kind of music is that? Why is there such a powerful energy?

The big guy is dumbfounded, he has never been clear, and the daring music also has energy, and it falls on the heart and forms a big sensation.

Zhao Muyu saw that the surroundings calmed down for a moment, and looked at her one by one in a daze, and the corners of her lips unconsciously hooked.

She is best at high drums in southern Xinjiang, because high drums can make music fuller and more powerful, and can turn all the low emotions into impassioned, just like she stands in the courtroom and argues, high drums can make her have the aura and strength to move forward.

Expected there, she also seemed to be infected with the situation of standing in the court fighting in her previous life, the long stick in her hand struck again, each time with a full sense of strength, her body swayed rhythmically with the music, and the dynamic melody became more and more joyful, which attracted the distinguished guests present to also move with the rhythm.

The rhythm became more and more intense, and Zhao Muyu just started rapping, and his clear voice was very aura, even with the rare domineering and wildness of women-

"In an instant, the law was turned upside down

Who am I, it's my demons dancing wildly

Right and wrong, I can comprehend

The devil is beginning to awaken the truth

In the mist, someone is whispering

Peaceing the wrath of the world

Let the gods under your legs pave a heroic road for me

A tear, once turned back halfway, I only fight, fight

The sky is full of stars, and after they fall, I pray not to go, not to go

There is no way to preserve this temperature, and love is already cold, cold

My soul, which I wish to share with you, has come to an end, an end. ”

The singing voice is impassioned, the mood is high, Zhao Muyu's voice is full of power, and there is no doubt that the domineering is leaking.

The heavy percussion of his subordinates, combined with the blood-boiling singing and arrogant voice, for a while, the audience was silent and shocked.

She still had no one to ask for.

What is called sighing, what is called tyrant, what is called arrogance!

Zhao Muyu in front of him performed perfectly.

Everyone was deeply immersed in the excited atmosphere created by Zhao Muyu, and kept repeating a few words of singing in their hearts.

Use struggle to conquer and calm the wrath of the world.

No matter how dark the clouds are, no matter how roaring the wind is, it can't stop me from the journey rain or shine.

Let the gods under your legs pave a heroic road for me.

What kind of courage and aura talent does he have to sing such a song, and what is even more incredible is that from the mouth of a woman, he sang the tyrant who is equal to the world and respected by the king.

At this moment, there was a dead silence on the field, and the big guy sighed and was shocked, and there was no way to break free from this violent surging mood for a long time.

Saint, the Empress Dowager seemed to be stupid, and Sima Jianru was face was full of shock, and his heart was surging with indescribable excitement.

Zhao Jingyi, *** and Lin Qingqing, as women, of course don't understand the domineering that Zhao Muyu shows, but they must also admit that such a percussion carillon with such a song is indeed too infectious, and the whole person feels like it is going to burn.

Zhao Shan's tomb originally thought that Zhao Muyu would be embarrassed, but he didn't expect it to be shocking.

Although he didn't know what a carillon was, he knew in his heart that the performance hit people's hearts, and it turned out to be a domineering spirit with a master as his respect.