Chapter 75: Slapping in the Face (2)
She is so confident and pious, that such a thin figure is particularly dazzling in today's view!
When the music sounded, the unprecedented beautiful timbre was like a bombshell, with a bang, hitting people's hearts!
No one has ever seen such an instrument, let alone heard such a beautiful and coherent music, like silk, like a song, more melodious than the guqin, more atmospheric than the pipa, more varied than the flute...... Compared with the playing of the guqin, the violin in the hands of the night star at this moment can better interpret the majestic artistic conception in this piece!
No matter how stupid and brainless everyone is, they can feel the perfect control of the instrument in her hand, and they can hear the majestic atmosphere of this song......
In comparison, Fang Cai's flawless performance at night seems a little childish, even though it is smooth and beautiful, but ...... Obviously, there is no harm without contrast!
Night Star Appendix really likes this piece and really likes the violin, so at this moment she poured almost all her feelings, gentle, affectionate and focused.
At this moment, she didn't know that in the ink pupils of the eldest grandson Wuyao, who were staring at her for a moment, there was a little starlight under the dark and deep eyes of the past, and that starlight existed because of her who amazed everyone.
There is no one who is not amazed by this wonderful sound of the piano, and there is no one who is not moved by her radiant at this moment!
Only the night is flawless, the beautiful face gradually disappears into the darkness, the elegant smile becomes stiff and hypocritical, the proud eyes become dark and distorted, and the clenched fists under the sleeves tremble......
How could it be...... How can it be...... How can it!
Until the end of the piano and the end of the song, Night Star put down the violin in his hand, and everyone still couldn't recover from the shock for a long time!
However, just when everyone thought it was over, Night Star sat down in the Lake Pavilion again.
She put her hands on the guqin.
Those who originally wanted to borrow musical instruments to make a living were suddenly dumbfounded by the sound of the piano that followed!
At such a distance, naturally no one would pay attention to how the night star plucked the strings, and only the sonorous and determined music could be heard...... And this piece, whether it is from the smoothness of playing or from the atmosphere of the song, is more than one grade higher than that played by Ye Wufeng.
And in the middle and late part of the song, the artistic conception of the desperate life sublimates the whole song!
It wasn't until the sound of the piano ended again that the night star got up and walked out of the lake pavilion.
She knew that the real show would come next......
"Good! Good! Good! ”
Seeing the night star standing in front of him, Emperor Dongyuan finally woke up and said hello three times excitedly.
Such praise is no longer something that ordinary people can bear.
"Such beautiful music, I heard it for the first time in my life, but I was deeply impressed, night star, you are really good!" Emperor Dongyuan said with a smile on his face, giving Ye Xingqi great affirmation.
With Emperor Dongyuan's words, winning or losing the piano art competition is obviously a foregone conclusion.
Who dares to say that the night star is not as good?
Although everyone present looked down on the night star, they did not dare to refute it against their will in such an absolutely overwhelming situation......
However, there are also many people who are extremely unwilling.
"Even if she plays well and is good at the piano, it can't change her humble identity and ugly face......"
"That is, if you have a little ability, you are proud, self-righteous, and your temperament is still not as good as ...... the night."
"Oh, poetry can truly reflect a person's talent, I don't believe it, it is rumored that the night maid who has no ink on her chest can still make decent poems to ......"