Immediately afterwards, Qi Chen no longer hesitated, and Jiuqing was also eager to burst the score.

"Ying buckwheat 9. 6 points, Zhou Zheyu 9 points, Xue Yuehong 9. 2 points, Jia Linglong 8. 2 minutes ......" Qi Chen read coldly, without a trace of emotion, and when he mentioned other people's names, his brows were still furrowed, and he looked impatient.

Jiuqing also spoke slowly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "I am also the highest score of Ying Gongzi here, the poem she made is not the qin, but the life of this qin, I really admire Ying Gongzi for having such a good understanding, this lyre is called Qihan Ziqin."

Everyone took a few steps back in fright, covering their mouths in shock, Qiao Ying looked at Qi Chen, who had been frozen for thousands of years, and cracks appeared on his face, and Hua Xiaoluo was no longer a fool.

Only Qiao Ying didn't know anything, so she watched all this with determination, but this expression fell into the eyes of others, it was a different idea.

Qi Chen looked at Qiao Ying like this, and his heart suddenly became alarmed, this kind of talented person who is not surprised by things, if he can't bring him under his own, then ...... can only never suffer in the future! And this Jiuqing is afraid that it is not simple, he can actually take out the long-lost Seven Cold Ziqin in the Tianfan Continent, hehe, I really didn't expect that there are really many hidden masters in this Tianzhao Kingdom!

Jiuqing didn't seem to see everyone's exaggerated expressions, and smiled at Qiao Ying gently, her cheeks were faintly red: "Excuse me...... Ying Gongzi, how do you see that? The story of this piano is vividly expressed in your verses! ”

Without waiting for Qiao Ying to answer, Jiuqing couldn't wait to say to herself: "Qihan Ziqin is an item held by a palace concubine, the identity of the concubine is unknown, but I heard that the emperor loves her to the bone and favors her every day, but unfortunately the emperor's family is ruthless and unrighteous, and after a few years, the concubine fell out of favor, singing every night, playing music with the Qihan Ziqin, and washing her face with tears."

"But this piano has aura, follow the master, you can feel the waves of the master's mood, empathize with the ......" Jiuqing shook his head helplessly, and sighed a little: "Since the death of the concubine, this piano has been rumored for some reason, saying that the person who gets the piano is a woman, and the one who gets this woman has the world, I think it's ridiculous, I'm a man, but this piano is in my hands, and now I plan to give it to Ying Gongzi, or a man, so it's not credible!"

Qiao Ying also thought that this was too false, but when she suddenly heard Jiuqing indignantly saying that she was going to give her the piano, Qiao Ying suddenly made up her mind, and pulled out a smile that was uglier than a bitter gourd: "Can I not do it?"

"Hiss......" was dumbfounded, everyone was definitely messy in the wind.

"No, you can't." Jiuqing said resolutely: "I'll give it to you!" You can't give it to someone else either, unless you want to die...... This qin is very spiritual, and it only recognizes one master in this life, and it will accept that person only if it follows its wishes. ”

wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed dryly: "Hehe, isn't that its owner you?"

"It's not! I count it only as a friend, it does not confess the Lord, and the poem you just wrote, it already knows and resonates with you......"

Qiao Ying planned Jiuqing's words, but she hadn't noticed that he had talked so much before, and made a stop gesture: "Okay!" You wait and talk about it when the game is over. ”

Saying this, Qiao Ying's mind had already turned a hundred times, and as soon as the gold arrived, she would immediately change back into women's clothes and run away!

Everyone was very jealous of Qiao Ying, and Hu Ge beat the gong and drum: "Now the three commentators have the first, second, and third places in their hearts, and the score evaluation has also come out!" Ahem, I'm here to read the award-winning poems of the three sons. ”