Seeing that his opinion had been adopted, Murong Yu strode down. Only Murong Ling remained in Taichung.

By this time, the crowd had quieted down. Everyone sat honestly, and in the corners and walls, there were also people standing. Everyone focused their eyes on Murong Ling, just waiting for her performance to begin.

No one is noisy, and the rude charlatans show their greatest demeanor at this time. And because the places where the five beauties sit are all in front. So a pair of two-colored eyes are also looking there.

Murong Ling raised his head and glanced at everyone again, then lowered his head, put his hands on the piano, and stroked it gently, and the sound of "Immortal" was endless. After a brief pause, she flicked up.

With a slight tick, the piano sounded. There was a faint sense of loss in the sound of the piano. Mysterious and distant, clear and strange. As soon as everyone was stunned, a clear and moist, female voice with a special magnetism sounded:

Pan Pi Bai Zhou, also Pan its stream.

Sleepless, if there are hidden worries.

The micro self has no wine, so as to swim.

I can't learn from it.

There are also brothers, and they cannot be relied upon.

Bo Yan is angry, and he is angry.

My heart is a stone, and I can't turn it.

My heart is a bandit, and I can't be swept away.

Majestic Didi, not optional.

Worry quietly, stunned by the group.

There are many people who have been insulted.

Quiet words and thoughts, and there is a clear idea.

The sun dwells in the moon, and the hue is faint?

The worries of the heart are like bandits.

Quiet words and thoughts, you can't fly.

The sound of the piano is beautiful but not glamorous, sad but not sad, warm and smooth, and the rhyme is twists and turns. In the elegant distance, with a faint sorrow, with this singing, clear as water, warm as jade, calm and calm There is a sense of distress.

After only two sentences, everyone was already fascinated. Originally, Li Qiong's piano skills were already rare masters. Otherwise, she wouldn't have made such a challenge. However, compared with Murong Ling, her skills are high, but she lacks a sense of the sound of the piano. It became a pure performance of piano skills, but there was no spiritual integration.

Murong Ling's red lips opened lightly, and she sang slowly, her eyes were still in such a trance, but anyone now could see that she was not happy.

The worry and sorrow in the song are mixed in the sound of Qingyuan Guxiu's piano, with her white clothes, and under the cover of the white clothes, she is beautiful and has an indescribable distant and ethereal face. All of a sudden, everyone was fascinated.

But when she sang the line: "There are brothers, but you can't rely on it!" At that time, almost everyone's eyes were on Murong Yu! Everyone looked at him mockingly.

He is inseparable from his sister-in-law, making all kinds of claims for her, but his sister-in-law is here singing "There are also brothers, and there is no evidence." Isn't that a great irony?

All of a sudden, the eyes of everyone looking at the two of them were very different. When he looked at Murong Yuan, he was contemptuous and suspicious. And looking at Murong Ling, it was amazed and sympathetic. After all, to let a great beauty sigh in public there, although there are brothers, but it is unreliable. It takes a lot of courage.

In everyone's eyes, Murong Yuan still had an evil smile on his face. It didn't seem to feel anything wrong at all, but in this calm, it was faintly visible that his face twitched a little. It seems that he is still young after all, and he can't control his emotions well.

His expression made a certain guess in everyone's hearts exaggerated and verified. At this time, the eyes of the teenagers looking at Murong Ling suddenly became hot. In the expression that glared at Murong Yu angrily, there was a bit of a taste of wanting to save the beauty from water and fire.

Yang Lan and Chang Lin sat next to each other, and when they heard this, Chang Lin couldn't help but glance at Murong Yuan. It's just that his expression is different from everyone else. In that faint gaze, there was a kind of sarcasm and contempt.

Now the happiest person is Li Qiong. She didn't expect that she could casually suggest that the two siblings could stage a mime in full view.

Only Murong Ling still had an expression that could not be waved. The fluttering eyes, the fluttering sound of the piano, and the sad and helpless singing are still echoing quietly. She also didn't notice that almost all the young and newly married men were looking at her sympathetically and eagerly one by one.

Originally, everyone used to think that she had something unspeakable with her brother, but now when they hear her sing like this, it is quite a bit of a misunderstanding to clear up. Looking at her eyes, she was much more eager, and she was eager to try, and she couldn't wait to step forward immediately and hug the beauty and treat her gently. Let her feel the good feeling of having someone to rely on.

The sound of the piano is still echoing, and now anyone who listens to it can know that Murong Ling's current performance is stronger than the tune Li Qiong played just now. Almost in the blink of an eye, Murong Ling replaced Fairy Ling Feng and became the best flattering object in the minds of all the young men in the audience.

After a while, the piano stopped. The crowd cheered thunderously. Until Murong Lingyingying stood up, turned around and drifted to her own position, everyone's eyes were still following her closely, and they didn't want to leave for a moment.

But in this way, Li Qiong was unhappy again. Among all the beauties, the one she hates the most is this Murong Ling, who is also from a family. In terms of identity, Murong Ling is the daughter of the side line, and she is the eldest daughter of the lineage, not to mention the family background of the Li family, which is still above the Murong family.

Such a she, in any aspect, is far superior to Murong Ling. But Murong Ling, with her dead-like eyes, bloodless, zombie-like expression, actually pressed on her head all the time.

What's even more terrifying is that every time they meet, Murong Ling's expression and demeanor seem to have never noticed him. The arrogant demeanor of thinking that she was a fairy made Li Qiong disgusted the most.

Now she played a tune at random, and it actually impressed everyone, and the frame seemed to compare herself and other beauties at once. This point makes Li Qiong even more unbearable.

She had just bounced it up casually and didn't bother much. Now that he had the heart of competition, he turned his eyes to Yang Tianyi and looked away. She made a slight move, and Yang Tianyi, an old Jianghu, immediately understood what she meant. He coughed twice and said loudly, "Everyone, everyone, be quiet." ”

His voice was infused with internal force, successfully shifting most people's attention to himself.