He was afraid that Yang Lan cared too much about Sanyu, but he was also helpless about her ruthlessness. All of a sudden, my heart fluctuated, and thousands of thoughts came to my heart.

Yang Lan was still watching the performance excitedly, and she didn't notice Chang Lin sitting next to her at all, who was suffering from gains and losses.

After a while, the jade flute was put down, and the aftermath was over. In Shi Bing's calm gaze, he faintly walked down with wandering and bitterness. It wasn't until she sat in her place that everyone seemed to react. Then, there was a full house of cheers.

Shi Bing's face was cold, she lowered her head, and didn't seem to hear everyone's cheers and praises at all.

After her performance, everyone found that these beauties also have their own outstanding skills, and it is really impossible to say who is better.

Now there are still Yang Yue'er and Na Ruan Zhi who have not been on stage. Until now, Ruan Zhi still has a light veil on her face, so that people have no way to see her true face.

And Yang Yue'er, when she saw her tonight, it seemed that there was a trace of indescribable pain in her eyes compared to what she had seen during the day.

She is also the one whose gaze is the most wandering among the fairies. From time to time, her eyes swept over the crowd, as if waiting for someone to appear.

Who is she waiting for, that is something that the whole martial arts knows. Naturally, it could only be the regent Chang Lin.

Like her, there are still quite a few people who are looking forward to Chang Lin's unexpected appearance. Therefore, her gaze wandered, occasionally stopping there, where a few eyes would immediately follow.

Yang Yue'er glanced at the door and the declination again. His eyes turned back and he saw that Yang Tianyi was looking at himself. She sighed slightly, stood up Yingying, lightly opened her red lips and said slowly: "The little girl will also come to perform for everyone, please give me advice." ”

After saying this, she bit her lower lip lightly and slowly walked towards the stage. She kept her head down, seemingly unsettled. Until you come to the instrument. I also looked at this and touched that, but I didn't decide for a long time.

Yang Lan looked at her with wandering eyes, as if she was wandering, and she didn't put her mind on the instrument at all.

After a few more moments, she sighed softly and pulled out a pipa.

Holding the pipa, I walked to the front of the stage, chose a collapse and sat down. On Yang Yue'er's beautiful face, there was a faint sorrow in the eyes that looked at the pipa.

At this time, a girl sitting in front of Yang Lan and the two said softly: "Senior brother, what do these beauties want, why are they so unhappy?" I don't think one or two of these people are really happy. ”

There was confusion in her voice, and without waiting for the person next to her to answer, she said to herself: "Why are you unhappy when you look so beautiful?" If it were me, I would be happy every day. ”

She said something cute, making the young man sitting not far from her smile and shake his head. This young man was not yet twenty years old, but he had extremely deep eyes, which added a lot of charm to his ordinary countenance.

I just heard him say with emotion: "People's ** is infinite." These beauties, even if they have the appearance of heaven and man, I am afraid that there are places where they cannot be satisfied. Speaking of this, his voice was lowered, and he said in an almost muttered tone: "The girl Yun Ying married at the end of the year, what else could it be because she was unhappy?" I can only think of men. Hey. ”

His voice was so small that the junior sister sitting next to him didn't hear it. However, Yang Lan and Chang Lin behind him heard it clearly.

Yang Yue'er held the pipa horizontally, didn't look at everyone, put on her finger covers, gently tuned the strings, and then lightly hooked her jade hand and played it. With her movements, a sound like rain and a sound of rolling jade continued to sound.

Half a strand of long hair, with the movement of her bowing head, fell on Yang Yue'er's sideways face. The long swan-like jade neck, the graceful upper body that sits upright, and the perfect facial features. When she lowered her head like this, and her face was half-hidden in the shadow of the palace lamp, there was an indescribable charm and elegance revealed.

Unlike the previous girls, this Yang Yue'er dresses very simply. Dressed in a Luo suit, as you usually would. There was no makeup on his face, not even rouge, and his little lips were a little pale.

This completely plain Yang Yue'er, but at this moment, people really feel her own beauty. Although she didn't wear anything, and she didn't deliberately pursue perfect elegance in her movements, she was not inferior to other women. Faintly, there is a lotus-like noble and upright temperament.

Her name is Lingfeng Fairy, and her temperament is originally like a fairy, like a cloud and like the wind, and she wins calmly with her ethereal. Coupled with the unsolvable melancholy that she is thinking about now, she finally has a taste in her noble temperament that the world can grasp and get close to.

She put her hands on the lute, stringed together, and in a series of flowing lute-like sounds, only to hear her sing softly:

Zhan Bi Qiao, green bamboo.

There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as grinding.

Embarrassed, embarrassed, there are bandit gentlemen, and you can't be embarrassed!

Zhan Bi Qiao, green bamboo.

There are bandit gentlemen, full of ears, and will be like stars.

Embarrassed, embarrassed, there are bandit gentlemen, and you can't be embarrassed!

Zhan Bi Qiao, green bamboo like a basket.

There are bandit gentlemen, such as gold and tin, and gui and bi.

Generous, heavy, good at bantering, not for abuse!

Yang Yue'er's voice was sweet and distant, just like her person. When she opened her mouth to sing the words of this poem, the light and sweet singing voice was mixed with the sound of the pipa. makes this poem of longing for a gentleman faintly, with a bit of lovesickness only for children.

Although most of the people here are from the rivers and lakes, there are not a few who are well-versed in literature and ink. As soon as she sang this tune, those talented people with a sour taste immediately thought: This woman is still thinking about Chang Lin! She was still thinking about Chang Lin, who was like a bamboo, longing for him to appear.

In the continuation of the sound of the pipa, the sound of the wind flowing in the mountains, like water pouring into a clear spring, coincides with a girl's longing for a perfect man.

This is very hidden, and it sounds like it is just a compliment to a dignified and upright man. But the problem now is that Yang Yue'er's admiration for Chang Lin is well known to everyone in the world, so it is natural that the words and phrases of this poem will be transferred to him.