"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river!

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail;

The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen.

Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did the river moon shine at the beginning of the year?

Life has been infinite for generations, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year. ”

Stroking the piano with both hands, looking up at the moon, Zhou Ru was silently reciting Zhang Ruoxu's masterpiece in his heart, and his heart flew in the wind, immersed in the moonlight, hovering nine days away.

He plucked or hooked or kneaded or swayed, and his slender fingers were like dancing elves, always appearing just right where it should be.

Slippery and trembling, picking and wiping, ten fingers rhyme, beautiful notes jump out from between the fingers, as if there is life.

A gust of wind blew, and the beautiful melody swayed with the wind, reaching the ears of the immortals, like a peerless beauty with beautiful eyes smiling, pinching a trace of black hair with her bare hands, gently touching the hearts of the immortals.

In the minds of all the immortals, under a pair of night moons, the picturesque long scroll of the beautiful river in the spring night in the south of the Yangtze River slowly unfolds, the stars shine on the river, calm and peaceful, everything is so beautiful, everything is so poetic.

Taishang Laojun was stunned!

Little Nine Sister is crazy!

The immortals above the colorful auspicious clouds seem to be out of their bodies, their pupils dilated, and their faces are full of intoxication!

At this moment, the whole world belongs to Zhou Ruye and belongs to "Spring River Flower and Rainy Night"!

Huo Dexingjun, who was sitting opposite Zhou Ru and smiling, had a face as black as the bottom of a pot, and the Mithril wine bottle in the palm of his hand was pinched into a silver cake by him, and a pair of red eyes stared at Zhou Ru who was playing the piano himself, depressed and going crazy!

You...... How can you play so well? Huo De Xingjun roared, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, as hideous as a dragon.

The depression in my heart is like a little brother who has been sterilized, wanting to urinate, but can only hold it in the urethra.

In the ancient pavilion, next to the jade table, two or three maids, five or six incense.

A plump and picturesque beauty, sitting on a jade couch, her eyes through the green gauze tent, staring at the young man playing the piano to the moon, her eyes were full of anger.

The beauty's eyebrows were upside down, her phoenix eyes narrowed angrily, her white palm was raised, and she swept the jade table suddenly, and the hard jade table immediately turned into nirvana powder and disappeared into heaven and earth.

The maid who was serving beside her trembled, and after sensing the anger in her master's chest, she trembled and trembled, bent her knees, and fell to her knees with two pops, her head buried deeply, and she did not dare to come out.

The beauty is already furious!

She flicked the sleeves of her robe, snapped twice, and the maid kneeling on the ground snorted twice, half of her cheeks were swollen high, and red blood flowed down the corners of her mouth, shocking!

"Do you know why this immortal hit you?"

The maid trembled and did not dare to answer.

"Because you're all sluts like the sluts playing outside the pavilion!

Beauty's chest rose and fell, and a pair of narrow phoenix eyes stared at Zhou Rusi, vowing to engrave his appearance in his mind, tie him into a paper figure, and stab him with 18,000 needles!

The melodious melody continues to reverberate, or low or quiet, or clear or mysterious, yin and yang frustrated, tactful and lingering, listening to all the immortals intoxicated and obsessed, one by one on the auspicious clouds or standing or sitting, or leaning or lying, immersed in it, I don't know what to do!

Finally, a zite sounded, and the performance of "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" ended!

Zhou Ru leisurely sobered up from the artistic conception he created and came back to his senses.

He gently rubbed the zither, his eyes were gentle, as if he was looking at his lover.

With a good piano in his mouth, Zhou Ru put down the guzheng, slowly stood up, and stretched lazily.

yawned in his mouth, his eyes swept over the immortals who were still intoxicated in the artistic conception and couldn't extricate themselves, the corners of his mouth twitched, he secretly cursed a hillbilly, and fell back on the auspicious clouds, bored waiting for the judgment of the immortals.

To measure the quality of a person's music, you can judge it by the time the audience is immersed in the artistic conception after the music is played!

The Jiuhua Fairy drummed a song, and the time for the immortals to be intoxicated was five seconds, which was already a good result.

However, after Zhou Ru finished playing at this moment, nearly ten seconds have passed, and the immortals have not yet returned to reality from the artistic conception!

This is the only one, and the judgment is made!

Fifteen seconds!

Twenty seconds!

Thirty seconds!

None of the immortals has yet regained their taste from the artistic conception!

It's just incredible!

The Jiuhua Fairy in the ancient pavilion became more and more annoyed, she felt that her heart was torn apart, bloody, and the pride of the former Guzheng first person was trampled under the feet of the young man who fell on the auspicious clouds!

How can this be endured!

Thinking back to the young man's mouth, "It's boring!", Jiuhua was really ashamed to stay where she was, she snorted angrily and drove away angrily!

"Zhou Ruyi, you remember it for the immortals!"

The beauty flew away, and her knife-like eyes slashed at Zhou Rushi, making this guy tremble involuntarily, and his heart was a little hairy.

Damn, it's wrong to play better than you, you chick is so narrow-minded.

Forty seconds!

Fifty seconds!

One minute!

Finally someone sighed and came back to their senses from the artistic conception!

One minute and ten seconds!

A minute and a half!

All the immortals have basically stepped out of the artistic conception and returned to reality!

It's just that this reality is too much for them to expect!

For the first time, they focused their eyes on the mortal who fell on the auspicious clouds.

Seeing his lazy and indifferent appearance, many immortals lowered their heads in shame, and their expressions were very complicated!

We were sarcastic about him just now!

We were laughing at him just now!

We just rolled up our sleeves and tried to beat him!

But, look! It wasn't even three quarters of an hour before a big mouth knocked us all out!

This face is smacked!

The scene was very embarrassing for a while, and many immortals secretly glanced at Zhou Ruyi, and when they saw that he didn't look here, they coughed a few times dryly, and secretly slipped away with Xiangyun.

At the beginning of this person, after a moment of effort, most of the immortals went, leaving behind the master who was too close to Zhou Ru and didn't leave if he wanted to.

Huo Dexingjun's ass moved back, and he also wanted to slip away quietly.

As a result, he was quietly stopped by a big man with a three-foot long beard and a tiger's waist!

"What are you doing here!"

"Don't do anything! Just ask for an explanation for the master!"

"Motherfuck me, who's the master?"

Huo De Xingjun was furious and asked.

"Na! The person around Tianzun is!" (Na! The person who fell crooked next to Taishang Laojun is!)

Huo De Xingjun looked in the direction guided by Dahan, and his nose was crooked!

If the master in the mouth of the big man is not Zhou Rushi, who else will it be?

Huo De Xingjun scolded, pointed his finger at the big man angrily, and roared, "Are you still a fan of Jiuhua Fairy?"

The fairies are all angry, just don't be angry, and change your worship of Zhou Ruis in a second, your fucking face changes faster than flipping through a book!