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"Yes, last time Zhao Yuqin also participated in the Ice God Festival, but he was defeated by Ruyi's piano skills, and this time it is estimated that it will be a shame. ”

When everyone saw the people of the five major families, they were all in high spirits and excitedly discussed.

Zhao Yuqin still looked confident, looked around, sat down in the guqin, raised his hands, gently stroked the strings with green and jade fingers, and began to pick, split, hook, and wipe on the black guqin, only to listen to a string of clear and melodious piano sound slipping out from the fingertips, the timbre is like a pool of clear water, clear and clear, it is more refreshing than the night breeze on the lake.

Everyone was intoxicated by her music, and their hearts seemed to be released, liberated, and so beautiful that they did not want to wake up from the sound of the piano.

Su Moliang sighed a little, Zhao Yuqin's piano skills are already so good, I really don't know how powerful Ruyi is to defeat her.

At this time, Zhao Yuqin has completed the performance, and the next person to take the stage is the most popular Ruyi.

Ruyi didn't perform the piano like last time, because this time she prepared a dance for Gong Moyu, which was a change of taste for him.

Su Moliang found that she was not only talented, but also very smart, knowing that men are creatures who like the new and hate the old, and they like to be fresh in everything.

It is precisely because she likes to change tricks that she has won praise from men.

At this time, a loud roar had erupted on the surface of the lake, and it was undoubtedly not the name of Ruyi.

Ruyi was dressed in a colorful feather coat, like a playful and beautiful bird, appearing on the stage, and the pink feather fan in her hand waved lightly, like a peacock opening the screen, which made people's eyes shine.

Not to mention men, even Su Moliang was stunning.

hasn't jumped away yet, just such an appearance has whetted everyone's appetite, and the excited shouts are getting louder and louder.

Just when everyone was excited, the fan in her hand was lightly closed, like a pen walking dragon painting Danqing, flowing water and clouds like a phoenix dancing, that colorful feather coat in the light of the lamp, dazzling, a black and green silk dancing with the wind, the color fan is smart and elegant, if the fairy is like a spirit, the whole person is like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal dust, and the delicate figure seems to jump on the tip of everyone's heart.

This kind of dance is really rare, and even Su Moliang was a little stunned.

Seeing that Ruyi gave him a long face, Gong Moyu nodded with a smile, and then looked at Su Moliang on the opposite side proudly, looking at the other party who was also addicted to it, and his mood was indescribably happy.

Xu is too exciting, time flies very fast, and after a while, the curtain will be closed and he will retire from the stage.

When Su Moliang saw this, he smacked his lips unsatisfied: "It's really good." ”

Jun Haocang beside him didn't pay much attention to the stage at all, ******** waiting for her gift, but he was a little anxious at this moment, "What about your gift?"

Su Moliang looked at his anxious appearance, smiled, stood up and kissed him on the forehead: "Wait, I'll come right away." ”

After the words fell, Su Mo lifted her skirt and walked on the pedal to the stage, and then instructed her subordinates to prepare the equipment they wanted.

After a while, drums and gongs had been set up on the stage, with different sizes, and everyone was in a fog.

Su Moliang performed a drum kit in the Southern Sui Kingdom last time, and the people in Cangyuan Kingdom didn't know it, but Jun Haocang recognized it at a glance.

Seeing this, Jun Haocang smiled and shook his head, the impassioned song of the day like a war song still makes him unforgettable, but he didn't expect to be lucky enough to hear it again today. It's just that the state of mind is different now.

Back then, she was singing for all the guests, and today, she's for him!

This feeling makes Jun Haocang very satisfied!

"Hey, what kind of instrument is that? drums and gongs?"

"No, that woman doesn't want to play drums and gongs!"

"Oh my God, you dare to perform with such a talent, aren't you afraid of laughing off your big teeth?"

The people who had just escaped from the beauty created by Ruyi fell into the embarrassment created by Su Moliang.

All of them were incredibly noisy, scoffing at Su Moliang's appearance.

At this time, Ruyi had already changed out of her feather coat and returned to Gong Moyu's side in a white long skirt, looking at the strange scene on the stage, her heart was funny, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth.

"Your Highness Six, that Miss Su is really funny, she really regards the competition for selecting talented women as a game. ”

When Gong Moyu heard this, her face flashed with coldness, "Hmph, she is humiliating herself." ”

Huang Manxi was already laughing so hard at this time that he couldn't straighten his waist, pointing at Su Moliang on the stage, not knowing what to say.

"Hahaha, sure enough, it's a village girl, even the drums and gongs are on the stage, this is really the funniest performance I've ever seen!"

However, Su Moliang on the stage ignored the ridicule around him, picked up the drum stick, gently tapped the drum surface, and tried his feelings.

Su Moliang quickly found his senses, the drum sticks flew up in the sky, the gongs and drum skins vibrated in the air, and the drum beat was like a shower, falling rapidly, like a whirlwind, rising and falling wildly.

A burst of strong sound rubbing broke the peace in people's hearts!

"Knock, knock, knock" The crisp and loud rhythm of "Knock!

The drum beat is getting more and more intensive, and everyone's heartbeat is getting faster and faster, over and over again different drum skills, strong display, like the rolling waves towards everyone, and then the drum stick in her hand hit every round drum at a very fast speed, the powerful rhythm, venting, shaking everyone's heart!

Everyone was stunned by this scene, all the ridicule and sarcasm came to an abrupt end, as if they were hit by a thunderbolt, and their spirits were in a trance, only knowing that their hearts were beating with that strange rhythm, and their blood was boiling, and they couldn't help but sway with it.

However, just when everyone was shocked, Su Moliang had already opened his mouth and sang-

Waiting for someone's boiling soul

Such as let the landscape fade for it

to save the world

Who is the grievance and sorrow to live

There is no time to shake off the worries in my heart

Only for the sake of the world

Only Kuang Shi warp and weft, with the world in mind

Bloodstained enemy towns, but slaughtered

Is it against the way of heaven?

Sigh that the sad song is not complete, but it is regrettable

I'm afraid that the years will pass, and I only live with my beliefs

Wait for future generations to comment

You are the roar of the wind and sand

You are the perseverance of the cliff

You're after the sword

Looking up at the moonlit night, the loneliness between the eyebrows

You are dripping composure

You are the softness of the falling flowers

Thou art blessed to all ages

But the flesh and blood that silently lamented for the sunset—

Su Moliang obviously has a pleasant timbre, but at this time, it looks a little low, accompanied by the rhythm of percussion, with a metallic texture, instantly outlining a picture of swords hitting each other and heroes being lonely.

That kind of strength and beauty is the voice of the strong, the love of children, and the heroism.

When the song is moving, it is like a murmuring water, which is sing, with a unique charm, and sometimes it is as thick as a long song when an eagle spreads its wings, which is deafening, and sometimes it is like a sweet word between lovers, telling the inner admiration.

Anyone can tell that the man in her lyrics means something.

He is the roar of the wind and sand, the persistence of the cliff, the composure of the dripping water, and the flesh and blood that is praised for eternity, but silently lamented for the sunset.

Jun Haocang chewed the lyrics repeatedly, and his ice blue eyes flashed with excitement-