"Look at what you have done, if you let those old diehards in front of you know, it will kill you and me."

"Master, you are angry, Miss didn't want to open it for a while." The maidservant Xiaoxiao also knelt beside Luo Ting and explained for her.

Lokwe sneered, "Didn't think about it for a while? So what's so good about Xiao Yichen? It's worth your personal meeting with him regardless of your reputation. ”

"You are not Luo Ting, you are the daughter of the Luo family, you have been willful enough. The Luo family can't stand your toss like this, Xiao Yichen is not as simple as you think, he is not worthy of your sincerity for him at all. Loqua let out a long sigh.

"It's you who are too greedy," Luo Ting stood up suddenly, and even his voice trembled, "Isn't the rich side still able to satisfy your ambitions?" ”

She didn't even have an honorific title, and Loqua looked at the daughter in disbelief, glaring angrily, but after a moment, he finally let go of the raised fingers.

There was a hint of gloom on his face, "Xiaoxiao, send your young lady back to the room to rest." ”

"Haha", Luo Ting swallowed the uneven breath in his throat, and his face was already resolute, "Do you want to force your daughter to death?" ”

Over the years, she has done everything he said, every move, every frown, and never crossed the rules.

But only Yichen, she didn't want to let go, as long as she thought of marrying a man she had never met in the future, Luo Ting felt a kind of pain in her heart.

Seeing that his daughter who had been held on the tip of her heart since she was a child was like this, Luo Kui was also shocked, and the corners of his mouth squirmed, "Dad didn't give him a chance, if you didn't take care of it behind his back this time, would he be able to enter the top ten?" ”

Luo Kui gasped and shook his head, he would never let his daughter marry Xiao Yichen.

"No", Luo Ting defended, "Yichen has ambitions, as for fame, he works so hard, he will definitely work hard." ”

Luo Kui saw Luo Ting so maintained, although he felt helpless, his face was a little pale, "Last year, my father invited Su Ziruan to be a guest at home, for your marriage, but you said you were sick and didn't see it. Later, he told me that you are still young and don't think about it, and my father is helpless, and he also depends on you. ”

Luo Kui coughed, "If Xiao Yichen is out of breath, my father will turn a blind eye, but what about him, if you can't do anything, you will waste your years in him in vain." ”

"No, for my sake, Yichen will listen to his father and work hard to gain fame." Lotin looked at Loqué expectantly.

"Dad, will you give him a chance? The daughter only has him in her heart, and she can't let go of others. ”

Luo Kui looked at her for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "That's it, that's it, as long as he wins the first place, Dad will rely on you." ”

"First place?" Luo Ting took two steps back, "Dad, you know that Yichen's writing is not so ......"

Loques interrupted her, "This is my last concession, and unless that's the case, I won't change my words even if you die headfirst here." ”

It's so ruthless, it's clear that I don't want them to be together. Lotting's chest fluctuated violently, and his emotions became more unstable.

Seeing this, the maidservant Xiaoxiao hurriedly supported her, "Miss, the competition is still ongoing, everything will be discussed in the future, why do you want to be angry with the head of the family now for something that has not yet come to fruition?" ”

Yes, Luo Ting's spirit was shocked in a trance, and he held Xiaoxiao instead, there is still a chance, maybe Yichen can really come out on top.

"Xiaoxiao, take Miss down." Luo Kui stroked his forehead with his palm, this daughter was too worry-free for him.

The people on the second floor were full of people, and the third floor was also opened, although Luo Kui was vassal, he was inevitably greedy as a businessman.

A seat, five taels of silver to start coaxing, the seat ticket is more expensive, and the third floor is a place where people with heads and faces can stay.

The so-called viewing is okay, but you have to pay for it. Those who participated in the competition were even more unconvinced, and spent a lot of money to buy seats, vowing to see who Laneige would come out on top this year

Only this time, an unusual visitor came, and he also found a secluded place on the third floor, separated by a hallway on both sides.

The woman's posture is graceful, covered with white gauze, and there is a mysterious beauty in the haze, and there is a smart and lovely maid in Tsing Yi on the side.

Presumably this is Miss Luo's family, and the attention of the people below has been attracted to most of her since she appeared.

Ten people were standing in the field, and the competition had not yet begun.

Because all the participants in the competition were men, some musical instruments such as pipa and gonghou were not selected.

In the field, Nan Mo touched a piece of musical instruments, such as qin, zheng, flute, Xiao, Xun, etc., which have a classical charm, which is grandpa's favorite.

Everything is of the best materials, excellent products, if it is really as Shen Yisheng said, as long as you get the first prize of Laneige Club, even if it is a national teacher, you will give three points of thin noodles? So, can she get a glimpse of the heavens, maybe she can see her grandfather again, leave this era, and return to the past self.

Nan Mo is the youngest among the crowd, but he is better than a young man with a beautiful face, a tall posture, and clear eyes, as if he is a little boy who does not understand the world.

"Look at the one who didn't know it, as if he hadn't seen these instruments before." There was a man's sour road outside the field.

Another chimed in, "If you compare music theory first, it doesn't matter who wins." ”

"Yu Rong will leave at night, tsk, Your Excellency is jealous of Nan Gongzi's poems, right?"

"What's good, I don't know if I'm looking for someone to do it on my behalf, I knew it was like this, and I was also looking for someone to write it for me, not much better than him." Some people have unkind faces.

Few sober people said: "If it is really ghostwriting, with such literary talent, why don't you come to this Laneige Club?" And polishing for others? ”

Everyone listened to it, in short, no matter what kind of demeanor the people in this game had, they were just spectators.

Although Shen Yisheng concealed his identity as the marquis, it was still no problem to ask for a third-floor seat, not to mention that he was willing to spend money.

But in order to watch Nan Mo's competition up close, he still chose it, showing disdain from time to time, and there were barbarians on the left and right of the secret road.

Suddenly, the heavy and elegant bronze bell rang, and the noise in the pavilion stopped.

Upstairs, the shadow moved slightly, "All the sons are invited by their fathers to come to this Laneige event, and the little woman Luo Ting is willing to dedicate a song "Floating Life" to the ugliness before the princes. ”

Luo Ting chose the guqin, which just responded to the elegance and purity of the literati. She picked her tail fingers lightly, her fingertips jumped, and after only a few attempts, it was like a rattle.

In the venue, Xiao Yichen looked at the woman who tuned the piano and showed a smile that she was determined to win, but the wound on her forehead that was smashed by Shen Yisheng looked extremely funny.

The moonlight is infected, and at the beginning of the sound, the woman is just gently and slowly, melodious, like the spring rain at this time of year moisturizing things silently.

As the rhythm shifted, Lodin's fingertips jumped as quickly as he danced.

The pearl and jade turn the strings, as if the sonorous and powerful handover of soldiers, the fingertips are astringent, the love is thick and thin, and the whispering sound is like a woman's cry, wafting from the wind in the piano.

The time changed in an instant, the sky was clear, and the mood jumped and changed one after another.

In the end, the curtain finally ended, and it returned to the original calm, a song.

Quiet...... Silent shock.

It is not easy for a boudoir woman to use the heart of the piano to such a realm.

"Miss Luo's timbre is like a person, my son-in-law is willing to give it away at the end of the picture, and I hope that Miss Luo can not give up and accept it."

Don't be alarmed on the fourth floor of the pavilion, there is a woman's voice, obviously far away, but the smart voice seems to reach people's ears.

Picture end? There are all people of insight here, how can you not know that this picture tail is one of the five famous pianos in this world, and it is not at all something that ordinary people can have.

Who's upstairs? Who is the son in her mouth?

Everyone looked up, and the woman's slender bones and wrists were warm and beautiful on the porch. Slim waist, white skin, high neck buckle......

The veil under the green silk is hidden, leaving a pair of breathtaking eyes.

What kind of beauty is this? The eyes of the crowd widened, and the whole audience held their breath and stared, all for fear of scaring away this heavenly man.

When she raised her eyes, the waves flowed, and the bottom of the cellar was aged, and the breath of all kinds of customs was exuded.

"Dare to ask the girl, where are you from?" Someone can't hold it back, Zhuyu is behind, Miss Naluojia, no matter how good she is, it tastes the same as chewing wax.

This kind of style is good to watch even from a distance.

Nan Mo hesitated a little, this voice, this gesture, she had seen it.

Is it Rong Fan? The world-famous Sanskrit Yinji.

She left Hucheng with Jing Mohuai at the beginning, why did she stay here now? Then the son in Rong Fan's mouth just now is ...... The man.

Luo Ting also looked up, only to see the woman smile and whisper: "The guest is from the depths of the clouds, late and twilight, isolated for tens of thousands of miles, Jiangnan is okay?" ”

The poetry that came casually not only answered the question of the son in the front, but also did not reveal half of his own points, and he was not frivolous.

Luo Ting subconsciously looked at his father on the main seat, there was such a character, it was impossible for his father not to know.

Sure enough, although Luo Kui was not angry with the woman who stole the limelight of his daughter, when he thought of the person behind the woman, he calmed down again.

"Today, in the provincial capital of Laneige in the south of the Yangtze River, it is also an honor for Luo to have distinguished guests come to Luo's house."

Luo Kui's low profile made everyone not calm. After all, even the celebrities and Confucians in Jiangnan can't let Luo Kui, a chaebol family, look at him so clearly, and the person who comes must be a not simple master.

It's a pity that there are angle restrictions, and no one can see it.

I only feel that behind the curtain, there is a person sitting quietly in it, the curtain floats, Rao is not visible, but also makes people feel that the temperament is like Hua.

He's coming? Nan Mo was a little in a trance, and suddenly became irritable in his heart, and they all said that they were scattered in two, why is God so unreasonable, and he will meet here?

Jing Mohuai never does useless things, and he must have a plan to come here. Could it be like the original crown prince, or the king of Cheng'an, to take the lead and recruit talents?

However, he didn't even show his face, although he was escorted by two generals, Wei and Lu, but there was no reason to waste time here.

Shen Yisheng, who was outside the court, felt that Nan Mo didn't look right, this girl had always been heartless, so she wouldn't be stunned because of the woman who appeared inexplicably.

She wasn't a man, and she wouldn't be immersed in the woman's beauty, but what was it? Shen Yisheng scratched his heart and liver, and he couldn't wait to jump into the door now to ask clearly.

Nan Mo sighed and put back the guqin she had originally selected, no matter whether she played it well or not, since Luo Ting had played the guqin, then whether she was good or not, she would be criticized.

Xiao Yichen knew that this little boy named Nanmo was the person who won the first prize in the last round of poetry meetings, and the sentence "Yu Rong will leave at night" will be famous all over the world after the Laneige meeting.

Now watching "he" put the guqin back in its place, I secretly think that "he" was afraid of Ting'er's piano sound, so he replaced it with him.

Nan Mo changed a bamboo flute, to be honest, her flute is far less grasped than the guqin, after all, the guqin can calm down, in that society with red lights and green wine, it is enough to calm any hustle and bustle. She played the piano since she was a child, and her grandfather's friends said that she was a rare person with a heart for the piano.

But this time, she chose the flute, which she was not good at.

Xiao Yichen chose Tao Xun, this thing is simple, don't bother too much, as for the other people, he has already taken care of it, except for the Nan Mo who doesn't know how to lift up, he didn't reply to him.

Nan Mo was stunned to find that those scholars whose eyes were above the top were like frost beating eggplants today, wilting one by one, unable to make a song, out of tune, and out of tune until the instrument fell off from his hand.