Since it's already wrong, let's make it wrong again, there's no difficult thing to do with the scum brother, the scum brother's face is thicker than the city wall, I don't believe that I can't clean up a little girl.

Wu Fan's face was solemn, his brows were tightly locked, and he began to retort:

"Besides, did you get water in your head? Why did you let me leave my last words, am I really wrong! ”

"Hehe, since you don't want to give you a chance, then go and die!"

Pang Chunmei put on a posture again, she thought that this young man did not have anything to say, but was stalling for time.

"Am I wrong when you say I'm wrong? Why, you can ask the audience on the platform! ”

Wu Fan said again.

There was another bunch of barrages on the big screen.

"Handsome guy, you're wrong, hurry up, I'll get a rocket."

"Handsome guy is you're wrong, hurry up foreplay, I'll have another rocket!"

"Migrant worker, you just played it wrong, fairy sister hurry up, I'll have a hollow valley orchid!"

"Sister Fairy, don't be soft, I'll have a blue enchantress!"

………

Spicy next door, it's really a big deal to watch the excitement, so I can't cooperate with the big brother, it seems that I have to solve it myself.

"Don't watch it, I won't let you watch the foreplay and afterplay!"

Wu Fan turned off the camera in a fit of rage, this matter should end here, and it shouldn't be too exposed.

"Boy, since you let the audience be the referee, the eyes of the masses are bright, and they all say that you are wrong, leave a last word first, and then judge yourself."

The corners of Pang Chunmei's mouth turned up slightly, and she said disdainfully.

Wu Fan's psychology was extremely depressed at this time, the audience proposed it himself as a referee, and now the audience unanimously believes that they are wrong, what else can they say.

Paralyzed, seeing that women don't like soft ones, they have to be hard, Wu Fan said angrily:

"Pang Chunmei, Pang Chunmei, you are really pretending to be confused, you clearly know that the audience thinks you are flirting and scolding, deliberately coaxing, you still want to use the topic to play and take my name, are you too unkind!"

"Stop talking nonsense to me, let's die."

Pang Chunmei is about to make a move.

"Okay, it's a shame that you're still a generation of music and law masters, and you can't even see it, do you want me to give you some hints."

Tang Chunmei was a little puzzled, what was he talking about? How can I see that I can't see it, it's just to delay time, so I said disdainfully:

"See, I saw your trick, waiting for reinforcements, didn't I?"

"Hahaha, do you need to wait for reinforcements? To deal with an amateur guqin player like you, one hand is enough, it's really brainless, I'm really too lazy to talk to you, forget it, I'll teach you again, it's also benevolent. ”

"Are you wrong or am I wrong, you are talking about the seventh note of the second paragraph of the third chapter, how could I be wrong about such an obvious rhythm!"

"Search for Lari, Doudou pulled, Sao Ladu Sao Doudou Lary! This is your original score, and I've raised the seventh note by one note. Listen carefully, I'll play this little paragraph again! ”

Wu Fan gently dialed it and played it again.

"Listen to me, how effective are my changes?"

Wu Fan stared at Pang Chunmei with two eyes, as if he was angry.

I have to say that after several storms, Brother Scum's acting skills have improved a lot.

Pang Chunmei was stunned.

Two pitches raised.

The feminine musicality suddenly became passionate, and the depressed music style suddenly became bright and unrestrained, is this really intentional? I see.

Pang Chunmei suddenly realized that she had created a pear blossom score for ten years, but she didn't find this small flaw, and after listening to it by this teenager, she changed a scale casually, so that this score sublimated a realm, a scale, and changed the style of the whole piece.

It turns out that he doesn't know how to do it, but he knows more about music. From this point of view, it is not him who loses, but indeed himself.

Pang Chunmei sat down on the chair dejectedly, her eyes suddenly lost their luster, and she said gloomily:

"I lost, I lost completely, I was convinced!"

"Sister Wen, my righteous sister can't avenge you, so I have to go with you."

Pang Chunmei took out a dagger from her waist and aimed it at her heart to stab it.

"Wait a minute, did you really lose?"

Wu Fan looked at Pang Chunmei's eyes.

Pang Chunmei was even more confused, how did he speak upside down today, every sentence, when he thought about it carefully, could always make people have endless memories.

"Isn't it, I, Pang Chunmei, practiced the piano at the age of five, worshiped Jiumei Shitai as a teacher at the age of eight, practiced penance for nearly 20 years, and created the Pear Blossom Music Score.

"And you, a little kid who doesn't have any hair, can actually decipher the rhythm of music, and you are just a student, a student in the third year of high school, a student who swims in the sea of questions every day, the time to practice the piano should be extremely limited, and you can actually interpret my pear blossom shop into a different style, and even peek through the flaws, it can be seen that I not only lost, but also very miserable, and died innocently!"

Tang Chunmei clenched the dagger in her hand again!

"I don't think so. Once upon a time, I was still a scumbag who was bullied, a cowardice that no one cared about, almost never succeeded once, failure was almost always around, every day and every night, and even failed to the point that I doubted life. ”

"Every exam is the first from the bottom of the whole school, every sports test is the first from the bottom, every day I face failure, every day I face ridicule, and countless contemptuous eyes!"

"I've had two relationships, but both ended up in nothing."

"It's just that I didn't give up and did some successful things, and there will be countless failures in the future."

"With your logic, if you fail, you have to judge yourself, then I haven't died dozens or hundreds of times, how can I still be where I am now."

"Yue Wang Goujian didn't die hundreds of times, how could there be an inspirational story of lying on the salary later!"

"Lincoln didn't die a thousand times, how could he later become a great treasure and become a great monarch in history!"

"Didn't Edison die tens of thousands of times, how can there be today's light bulbs, can we still make money on this live broadcast platform!"

"Yes, you have the pride of your Pear Blossom master, and those who are defeated under your command deserve to die?"

"If you die, it will be a complete failure, if you live, there will be hope to defeat me one day, I don't understand this simple truth, it's really a generation of grandmasters, die quickly, no one will stop you, hum!"

Wu Fan seems to be angry to the extreme, in fact, it all depends on his acting skills!

Pang Chunmei is extremely conflicted in her heart, she has been gifted since she was a child, she must be a wizard in martial arts, and a wizard in music! She has hardly encountered any setbacks, and has always defeated anyone very smoothly, so every failure is difficult for her to accept.

Pang Chunmei's eyes had a hint of brightness, and she said miserably:

"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, that's the case. But this your realm is far above mine, is there really more hope than his? ”

Wu Fan stepped forward lightly and grabbed her snow-white shoulders with both hands! Staring into her eyes, he said sensationally:

"Jin Lian, believe me, you can do it, no one is worse than me, you will succeed after all, come on!"

Wu Fan let go of his hands in real time, this slippery feeling is really good. It's just that if this woman feels that she is rubbing her oil, then her remarks will be wasted.

"Come, Jin Lian, I'm here to cheer you on, come on!"

Wu Fan sat down again and began to stroke the piano.

"I'll play a song "Daughter Should Be Self-Improvement" for you!"

Wu Fan struck while the iron was hot and adapted the classic song "Men Should Be Self-Improvement" into "Daughters Should Be Self-Improvement", which was simply a relaxing and pleasant thing for Lesheng Yu Boya.

Wu Fan just lowered a few trebles and adjusted the order of a few notes, and the strong killing aura was reduced by a few points, and the song "Daughter should be self-reliant" was born.

The positive music and the touching melody made Pang Chunmei experience the baptism of spirit again, she felt that she was not a loser, she felt that she would defeat Wu Fan one day.

At the end of the song, the aftermath is still in my ears.

"Thank you, I'll come back another day and kill you, you also have to practice diligently, don't degenerate!"

Pang Chunmei turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait!"

Wu Fan said.

"What's the matter?"

Pang Chunmei asked.

"This Nine Heavens Ring is given to you, with your attainments, you are worthy of this good piano!"

Wu Fan said with a smile and threw the piano over!

"Thank you, I'll kill you sooner!"

At this time, Pang Chunmei's heart was full of mixed feelings, why is this young man so good to himself, this is a priceless treasure, he gave it to himself like this, but he still has to kill him, chaos, chaos, chaos.

Tang Chunmei's mood can only be described in this one word, "chaos", her heart is like numbness, under this wandering body, there is such an elegant emotion hidden, could it be that she is emotional?

No, it won't!

No, it won't!

Disorderly...

Looking at Pang Chunmei's distant back, Brother Scumbag smiled evilly, this little lady is quite tasteful, or take it, hehehe.

"Beep beep!"

The phone rings.

Wu Fan took a look, it was Shiqi's text message:

"Tonight is my performance, in the school auditorium, can you cheer up!"

Wu Fan immediately returned:

"Of course I do, if there is anything I command!"

Shiqi replied:

"It's good if you can come, you busy man, I don't expect to spend time with you, I'll be satisfied in half an hour!" Behind an aggrieved expression.

Wu Fan hurriedly sent a text message.

"Hee-hee, I'm yours tonight, I'll be with you until dawn!"

But if you send it out, you will regret it, and it is too late to take it back.

Shiqi texted back:

"It's a word, it's a puppy." Excited expressions!