[What does Mingsheng want to do?] Doesn't she know how to play, what do you want to score? ]

[I have a bold idea...... She's not going to want to learn and play now, right?]

[Damn, how familiar that Mingsheng is with the guqin/Dumbfounded, the last time I saw someone get the score and start playing it was on a cousin of mine who specializes in teaching people to play the piano]

Ming Sheng placed the three scores in front of him, swept them one by one with his eyes, and then his hand rose and fell, and the melodious guqin sound sounded again.

To the surprise of everyone present, before the first song was played, Ming Sheng's subordinates suddenly played a very smooth transposition, and then cut directly into the second song.

The whole process is very silky, if you don't know in advance that there are three different tunes to play, you can hardly react that Mingsheng has already cut the song.

However, far more than that, in an instant, there was another transposition, Ming Sheng's face was calm, and his white fingertips plucked quickly, and he cut into the third score again-

At this time, whether it was the bustard behind the stage or the people in the audience, they opened their mouths completely involuntarily, full of shock.

The barrage is even more so.

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[No, I'm stupid?!] ]

[, I'm a pure passerby, I just entered the live broadcast room not long ago, this is the one you said can't play the guqin??? ]

[Are you sure...... Didn't you just say the opposite? Isn't that a bit of a modest overkill? (Caution)]

[What, don't talk about you, it's the first time we've learned about it...... Who would have thought that Shengsheng's guqin technique would be so awesome......]

Of the three songs, Ming Sheng chose one section for each of them, and after the three songs were over, she added a little end note, and then ended neatly.

When Mingsheng stopped his hand, the audience was stunned and didn't react.

It wasn't until someone took the lead in applauding that the audience began to applaud, which was even more exaggerated than the applause that Ming Sheng had played a song "Wind and Thunder" before.

And Tang Chuci, the only one standing in the crowd who did not applaud, looked very out of place.

He clenched the hand hanging at his side, completely unaware that he would find himself in the situation in front of him.

Tang Chuci gritted his teeth and cold face, turned around and wanted to leave, but Mingsheng's voice came from behind him-

Different from the laziness and casualness on weekdays, Mingsheng's unsmiling voice sounded very cold and detached:

"This gentleman, I have given enough sincerity as you said, and it is your turn."

Tang Chuci pointed at himself in disbelief, suppressed his anger and said calmly:

"What do you mean?!"

Mingsheng didn't even get up, just leaned back in the chair, stretched out his hand to count them one by one, and there was no smile in his eyes at all:

"First of all, it is a trumper, the restaurant will sign a contract to recruit people, even if it is a temporary worker, it is not surprising, according to the contract, you do not do your business and break into the lobby without permission, and you want to pay double the fine.

Second, entering the lobby without buying a ticket is a fare evasion, and a fine of three times the ticket price is imposed.

Third, you treated me disrespectfully, and now that I've proven myself, it's time for you to apologize, right? ”

Mingsheng's tone was very light throughout the whole process, but it inexplicably gave people a sense of intimidation.

It's as if if if you don't do what Ming Sheng says, what will the people sitting on the stage really do......

Tang Chu was so angry that he was about to faint: "Where did you get the market price?!! You...... You're talking nonsense! ”

Mingsheng didn't care: "At present, only Mingyue Building implements the ticket system, so how can I say how to do it, is the market price OK?" ”

[Good, good drag!] ]

[Ahhhh ]

[d, I asked who can not love Mingsheng after reading this paragraph!!] (heartbreaking)]

[Go back upstairs, Tang Chuci's fans won't hhh]

Tang Chuci still refused to bow his head, staring deadly: "What's in it for you to pit me like this?" Do you have to make trouble to the point where you can't get it? ”

Ming Sheng finally gave up a look at Tang Chuci, and with a condescending position, it was very ironic.

She was surprised: "Benefits? I'm happy to pit you, can't I? ”

Tang Chu froze: "You! ”

Ming Sheng got up and walked to the backstage, took off the fairy robe with his hand, picked up the steps, and walked towards Tang Chuci.

When the guests in the lobby saw Ming Sheng coming, they were all shocked by the aura and silently retreated.

In the vacated passage in the crowd, Ming Sheng walked in front of Tang Chuci unimpeded.

Mingsheng looked around, and the melon-eating crowd around him immediately took several steps back and vacated a circle.

She put her hands behind her back and taught in the tone of the middle-aged man Puxin who Tang Chuci was most familiar with:

"Xiao Tang, don't be so frizzy and frizzy, you have to consider everything in many ways, just like you said that I can't get any benefits from it, is it too early? After all, I've just taken a stake in Mingyue Building, isn't the fine you are about to pay in my hands? ”

A cold sweat suddenly appeared on Tang Chuci's back.

Ming Sheng took out the prefect's token and shook it, and blatantly threatened:

"I have the prefect's connections and financial support, and you are still a poor scholar with no reputation, as long as you say a word from me, you can be detained immediately."

Tang Chuci looked embarrassed, and after a while, he squeezed out a whispered apology from between his teeth:

"I'm sorry."

Mingsheng scratched his earlobe, as if he was in military training: "I can't hear it clearly if it's loud." ”

Tang Chuci took a deep breath and held back his anger: "...... Before, I had a problem with my attitude, I'm sorry. ”

Mingsheng's heart instantly relaxed, and he no longer held Tang Chu to resign, turned around and waved his hand:

"Xiao Er, remember to collect this son's fine."

completely ignored Tang Chuci's dark and dark complexion.

Mingsheng returned to the backstage with a relaxed fit and looked at the old bustard:

"I've done my job, right?"

The old bustard smiled sincerely: "Not only is it finished, Boss Ming is simply amazing." ”

She looked at the message that the director had just sent to her, and asked according to the above lines:

"Boss Ming's guqin skills are so superb, do you have any famous masters?"

You don't have to think about it to know that this must be the content added by the director team.

She learned the guqin from a friend of her master, and the old man's teaching philosophy was very advanced, so Mingsheng never participated in any activities such as qualification examinations, and occasionally played two songs while a group of old men were drinking tea.

As for the old man who taught himself the guqin, according to the old man, he is not a famous master, but a retired old man who is interested in the guqin.

Ming Sheng said casually: "An old man surnamed Qin is not a famous person. ”