Gu Qingfeng drank three glasses of wine in a row and said: "Everything in the past was because of Gu Tianwolf's song that rose to Daqing Mountain, so today, I also played a song for him to wind Daqing Mountain, and this matter was resolved." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Everyone around them was talking, and they all felt that Gu Qingfeng was pretending to be acting.

And Ouyang Ye next to her already wanted to cry without tears, and in the face of Gu Qingfeng's extremely calm toast to the old man of the dead wood, she was about to collapse in her heart.

In addition to the collapse, I am also very impressed.

I admire that this guy can be so indifferent at this time, pretending to be Chiyan Gongzi without changing his face.

I also admire this guy's exquisite acting, acting as if he is really the heir of the king, Chi Yangongzi.

Fuck it!

I don't know if the real Chiyan Gongzi is the heir of the king, you dare to play like this?

Old Nine, Old Nine!

What the hell do you want to do?

Ouyang Ye shouted frantically in her heart, and suddenly, she seemed to realize something.

What does it mean that everything is because of the ancient wolf's song that rises in Daqingshan, and what does it mean that he also plays a song for the king to raise Daqingshan and end this matter?

This guy isn't really ready to play the Wind Rising Mountains, right?

When she saw Gu Qingfeng putting Xiao Jin'er's guqin in front of her, Ouyang Ye immediately shouted: Are you crazy?

Do you know the rhythm of music?

This is the king's famous tune, these people in the audience are all leaders in the music and rhythm world, but they can only play a hundred layers of mysteries, are you crazy? Playing in front of them will reveal your identity!

Hey!

Lao Jiu!

No matter how Ouyang Ye transmitted the sound and shouted, Gu Qingfeng played with the strings from top to bottom with his backhand as if he hadn't heard it, and the sound of the piano suddenly sounded in the venue.

He stroked the piano with both hands, and the speed of his playing was very slow, and his technique was very ordinary, not a clever technique, to be exact, it was very ordinary, and the technique was very chaotic, as if he was not skilled.

As the so-called connoisseur will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move!

When Gu Qingfeng stroked the piano with both hands, the people in the audience who were proficient in music and rhythm shook their heads.

I think the technique is too ordinary, not to mention that compared with the music and rhythm masters of the old man of the dead wood, not to mention compared with the music geniuses such as Wei Chaoqun, Wuji, and Li Qianhua, even the average music and rhythm people are not as good.

And the music played by the piano is also ordinary, it can't be more ordinary, don't say it's subtle, even the charm is not there, it seems that even the tune is a little wrong.

"Such an ordinary technique that is not even as good as the entry, and still dare to claim to be the heir of the king? and dare to claim to be the unparalleled son of Chiyan in the music and rhythm in the world? It's really ridiculous! It's ridiculous!"

"Alas, it seems that this man is a fake nine times out of ten!"

"Yes! Such an ordinary technique, even I am not as good, how can it be Chiyan Gongzi, it seems that the tune is not right, right?"

Listening to everyone's discussions, Ouyang Ye lowered his head, couldn't bear to look directly, and he was embarrassed, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

She knew it was over!

"Night, night!"

Suddenly, a secret voice came, Ouyang Ye was stunned, looked over, and saw the figures of Cold Winter and Qianshan in the crowd.

"Sister Handong, why are you here...... It's over! We're done this time...... Lao Jiu's identity has been exposed!"

Ouyang Ye responded as he ran over.

Not far away, Qingxi looked at Gu Qingfeng who was playing, and also shook his head, feeling that this guy's technique was too ordinary, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart.

Let's be honest.

Ever since she heard about the deeds of Chiyan Gongzi, she has always been looking forward to seeing her, whether it is the empty bullet and the drunken blue sea or the modified little blue and white language, she admires it very much.

Pity!

It's a pity that this man is not very proficient in music at first glance.

In this case, how can he be the unparalleled son of Chiyan in the world.

Although she was very disappointed, Qingxi was still happy in her heart.

Because of this, he broke Uncle Deadwood's thoughts, and let him know that this guy was a liar, so that he would not be deceived again.

Qingxi felt that there was no need to watch it anymore, and there was no need to listen to it anymore, and there was no point in watching and listening to it again.

There are no longer a few people who have this kind of thought, and those Musical Rhythm Masters all shake their heads and sigh, as if they are very disappointed.

Only the old man of the dead wood frowned at the moment, looking deeply at Gu Qingfeng's hands that were stroking the qin, the expression on his face was not like disappointment, nor like loss, but more like a kind of surprise, and there was also a kind of excitement in addition to the surprise.

He could also see that Gu Qingfeng's technique was very ordinary, and there was nothing clever about it, which was not the reason why he was surprised, what really surprised him was the tune.

When the Chixiao Monarch created the Wind Rising Daqing Mountain, he was the first listener, and he was also the only person in the world who had the original score of the Wind Rising Daqing Mountain, and it is no exaggeration to say that there is no one in the world who knows this song better than him.

He is well aware that there may be many people in this world who can play the tune of the wind, but so far, there are very few people who can play the tune of this piece perfectly, including himself.

The reason is simple.

At that time, the King of Chixiao had not systematically studied the rhythm of music, so in the tunes he created, all those tunes were imaginative, and some of the notes were even made by himself blindly, except for himself, other people in the world did not know how to play those tunes composed of messy notes, for this reason, he has been studying with other music masters, and even consulted many reincarnation powers, even they said that the tunes and notes in this song are too strange, and they don't know how to play them.

It is precisely for this reason that so far, no one has been able to play the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers with the wind rising from the great green mountains, as well as the artistic conception of destroying the world, even the mysteries are only thunderous and explosive, and no one has been able to cause the real red thunder.

And at this moment, listening to the person in front of me playing the wind rises in Daqingshan.

Although the technique was very ordinary, the tune suddenly made him feel like he had returned to more than 400 years ago, both familiar and unfamiliar, and he couldn't help but murmur excitedly: "This is the tune...... That's what ...... It's the real wind rising in the big green mountains, and it's the real chixiao wind and thunder tune!!"

No one would have thought that the old man would say such a thing inexplicably.

What is this the real wind rising in Daqingshan?

What is the real Red Sky Storm and Thundering Tune?

Everyone knows that the Chixiao Wind Storm and Thunder Movement is the original name of the Wind Rising Daqing Mountain, why would the old man say that?

This kind of ordinary technique, even the tune is not accurate, how can it be the real wind rising in Daqingshan?

No one knows, and everyone finds it inexplicable.

And at this moment, boom-

A series of thunderbolts exploded, and the five-colored gardens shook violently.

(To be continued.) )