Under the ring, Lin Jingcheng's eyes drooped slightly, and the words of the Wuji Palace couple swirled in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart, sour and astringent, and very uncomfortable.

The bond between Uncle Yun Feng and the Thousand-Faced Poison Doctor was deeper than he could have imagined.

Even if he has ascended to the spirit realm, he will still be seen inadvertently.

Just like this Qu Feng Order, no one can erase the depth of the bond with him.

～

He was thinking sourly, the melodious and melodious piano sound started again, and the melodious tune brought people into another touching heartstring of lovesickness.

Wait for my long hair to reach my waist, how about the general's return?

This gentleman is carefree, how can he expect the mountains and rivers to be bleak.

The sky is broken, and the twilight snow is white-headed.

Han Jian listened silently to the thunder, and the spear guarded the empty trench alone.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and blew through the corner of the painting overnight.

Late visitors to Jiangnan, red rope knotted hair tips in love.

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The sound of the piano is melodious, lingering and compassionate, and the hearts of those who listen to it are rippling.

The audience saw the end of the sunset, and a pair of lovers were reluctant to say goodbye in Shilipo.

The girl sobbed softly, snuggled into the arms of her sweetheart, and poured out her heartfelt feelings, hoping that he would return soon.

The young man hugged his beloved girl tightly, said goodbye, and solemnly made a promise.

When the king's long hair reaches to his waist, I will return to the court in triumph.

In the past, the horses were free, and they were all young heroes.

The eastern capital is beautiful, and the West Lake is misty.

Bloody battles in all directions, vowing to guard the mountains and rivers.

There should be a day of triumphant return and a good night with Qing.

I hope to grow old hand in hand, and I am willing to be with my son.

When Lin Jingcheng heard this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the girl playing the piano in the ring, and an indescribable surprise flashed in his eyes.

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"New song!"

"The master has played a new song."

"What's the name of this piece?"

"That's good!"

"After three years, Miss Ye has finally made a new song."

"The beauty of the artistic conception of this song is better than the phoenix order and the ghost."

"If it spreads, it will definitely cause a sensation."

"Xianle Fang has a new song to release."

"With this song, I will definitely be able to dominate the Six Nations Music Workshop."

“……”

Under the ring, Qin Zhilan and others were also very excited.

The fox eyes picked up by the fragrant fox shone brightly, as if he saw the silver rain in the sky.

The piano competition ended perfectly, and the prestige of the eldest princess reached unprecedented heights.

The enthusiastic melon-eating masses are all looking forward to the final martial arts competition as soon as possible.

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It's night, Xiliang Palace.

"Wait for my long hair to reach my waist, how about the general's return? There should be a day of triumphant return, and I will spend a good night with Qing......"

Ye Junlan looked at the score and whispered softly, read it silently a few times, suddenly came to his senses, and turned his head to look at Lin Jingcheng.

"Hey, hey."

Lin Jingcheng rarely turned red in his ears, touched his nose and glanced away embarrassedly.

"Sister, this song is really composed for you?"

Ye Junlan's heart trembled, and a little sadness swelled up with his eldest brother.

He was not fortunate enough to have his sister compose a song.

But his good brother took the lead and took the lead.

"Hey, hey."

Lin Jingcheng looked at his resentful little eyes, and explained with a smile: "Actually, my sister has already agreed to compose a song for me, and you also know that she has a lot of homework and has been dragging it out, and I didn't dare to urge her, thinking that she forgot, but I didn't expect to play it publicly in the ring." ”

"Listen to you? Are you still wronged? ”

Ye Junlan was still upset: "What's the matter, my sister didn't play it to you alone, and I feel uncomfortable?" ”

"No, no, absolutely not."

Lin Jingcheng was full of desire to survive and resolutely denied it: "My sister can compose music for me, I am already very happy, and I dare not have any objections." ”

Just kidding, in front of the future brother-in-law, even if he really has a little grudge, he will never dare to show it!

When my long hair reaches my waist, this poem comes from ten miles of red makeup.

(End of chapter)