Transverse flute artistic conception

Chai Xintong looked at the childish, somewhat thin young man in front of him, and was slightly surprised. Vertices

You can become a little gentleman before the year of establishment, but if you can't be promoted to a big gentleman after the year of establishment, then you will be sent to major colleges as a teacher. Therefore, most of the little gentlemen are between weak crowns (twenty) and standing, but this Wang Sihe looks like he is only dancing at the age of fourteen or fifteen years old.

He thought about it, then clenched his fists and said, "Brother Sihe, why don't we fight!"

Wang Sihe bit his lip stubbornly and said, "Senior Brother Chai, age is not a problem, my master told me that even if I lose this time, I must see it, and I must not be afraid of the enemy, nor can I underestimate the enemy." Knowing that there is a high mountain, looking at it from a distance, you can't feel its majesty and majesty, you have to climb it yourself, even if you can't climb it, you failed once, but you have climbed it, you have a chance, and you will go again next time!"

This bright-eyed young man raised his head and looked at Chai Xintong and said with a smile: "I failed this time, I will come back next time, but if I don't have the courage, I will have nothing!"

Chai Xintong was stunned, he didn't expect this young man to have this kind of awareness, he took out a folding fan from his cuffs, and said in a deep voice: "It's the senior brother who has considered it inappropriately, then let's go all out!"

Wang Sihe smiled faintly and took out a transverse flute from behind him.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, a soft song flowed softly from the transverse flute like a small river.

Chai Xintong's eyes were full of doubts, the other party did not make a move, but blew a tune, and it was inconvenient for him to take the lead.

The sound of the transverse flute is getting louder and louder, but it doesn't feel noisy. It was obviously in a dry martial arts field, and there was a big sun overhead, but as soon as this song came out, it made people feel as if they were by a small stream.

There are tall trees by the stream, the water is murmuring, a few wisps of green aquatic plants stretch out in the water, and occasionally a ray of sunlight shines directly through the leaves, casting a brilliant light in the stream.

You can even feel a breeze blowing on your cheeks, making you unconsciously immersed in it.

On the seats, except for the three worshippers, everyone else seemed to be immersed in this soft and cool song.

The three worshippers were slightly surprised, this kind of method is difficult to see now, and it is impossible to guard against it.

However, they did not intend to remind others, and they did not have this idea or obligation.

Everyone in the audience fell into the comfort created by the song.

The three of them took the lead in looking at Jiang Jingyan and Kong Dewei, after all, these two people were out of the ordinary, and even in their worship pavilion, there were several old monsters who were full of praise for the two.

But when they looked at Jiang Jingyan, they sighed slightly.

Jiang Jingyan, like most people, completely sank into the tune. Like them, he began to lie down in his seat with his chest and stomach bare, and his face was comfortable.

Condevi, on the other hand, was much better, with a hesitation on his face that slowly turned into pain, as if he was struggling with something.

The three worshippers glanced at each other and nodded.

Immediately after, they looked at Xu Chang'an.

Although Xu Changan did not participate in the competition, he has recently been a hot figure among the younger generation, and with his father who has left countless legends, it is difficult for people not to pay attention.

Xue Pan beside him leaned on the young man in a gorgeous costume, and in the sun, he could even see wisps of Ha Lazi about to fall on the young man's shoulders.

The boy held a long sword wrapped in linen, and his brow furrowed.

He pushed his friend next to him, but Xue Pan didn't react, leaning on him with a look of enjoyment.

Xu Changan really wanted to knock Xue Pan's head with a burner, but when he saw the appearance of the people around him, he temporarily put aside the matter of wanting to wake Xue Pan up.

The people around him also enjoyed it and closed their eyes.

He thought about it, heard the song, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the young man in the audience and his friends.

If it was a confrontation between enemies, Xu Changan was afraid that he would immediately jump up and cut off the horizontal flute with one sword.

But this is the game, he can only look at Chai Xintong, hoping that he can come out of it.

When the three worshippers saw this scene, their eyes were full of surprise.

Xu Changan looked at Chai Xintong, and saw Chai Xintong's eyes closed, which was the same as Kong Dewei's expression, with hesitation, pain, and struggle.

In the end, a smile appeared on his face, just like Xue Pan and Jiang Jingyan and the others, revealing a comfortable look.

Xu Changan's heart "chuckled", and the three worshippers also shook their heads, but compared to most people, this Chai Xintong has done a good job.

Wu Daozheng wanted to announce the results, took out a pen and paper to prepare for the record, but was pulled by Wu De next to him.

Wu De whispered to his brother: "Slow down, look!"

I saw that Chai Xintong seemed to be completely immersed in the artistic conception of this song, with a smile on his face, he slowly unfolded the fan, and comfortably fanned himself with the wind.

"Isn't this already defeated?" Wu Dao said in a low voice.

Wu De shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Not necessarily, you see that this Chai Xintong is different from others, he is still standing upright, if he is replaced by someone else, I am afraid that he will already lie on the ground." ”

"And, unfolding the fan or lying down, which is simpler?"

Wu Dao suddenly realized, and said suspiciously: "You mean, like Xu Changan, he is completely unconscious?"

Wu De still shook his head.

"I suspect he's gone in, but he's out!"

"Impossible!" Wu Dao was a little silent, but he still tried his best to suppress his voice.

It's just that his brother has no reason and won't favor the person named Chai Xintong, he put down the paper and pen and looked at the field.

With a "click", the folding fan was closed, Wang Sihe's face was a little pale, and his body shook twice.

Chai Xintong opened his eyes, and Wang Sihe also withdrew the flute from his mouth, his face was a little ugly.

"Admire, admire!" Chai Xintong arched.

Wang Sihe's figure shook again: "How did you come out?" Then he shook his head, and immediately changed his words: "Is there any treasure on your body that allows you to be undisturbed." ”

Chai Xintong smiled slightly, and said lightly: "The breeze is blowing, the water is murmuring, and the light is scattered and the shade of the trees is like stars in the sky." Hundreds of steps inside, there is a pool, the water into the pool is quiet, the fish in the pool can be hundreds, all as if empty swimming nowhere to rely on. ”

Hearing this, Wang Sihe took two steps back suddenly, his face was terrifyingly pale, and even beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Impossible, impossible!"

He suddenly lost his voice and said: "You have seen the deepest part, you have seen the small pool, why can you still come out!"

Chai Xintong shook his head and didn't answer his question.

Kong Dewei on the field was also full of doubts, after all, he also saw Xiaoxi, and he also walked out, but he didn't see Xiaotan.

Wang Sihe squatted on the ground, holding his head, and let the flute fall to the ground.

Chai Xintong walked in front of him, Wang Sihe looked up, and saw Chai Xintong holding a flute in his hand and handing it over.

"If you fail to conquer the mountain the first time, you can do it the second time, the third time, if you lose all your climbing tools and shoes, then you really can't conquer him for the rest of your life. ”

Wang Sihe raised his head and saw the young man in white smiling encouragingly at him, and handed the flute forward again.

The boy stood up, plucked up his courage, and took the flute from his hand that had just been thrown on the ground.

"Thank you, I will go to Tongzhou to challenge you in the future!"

Chai Xintong stroked the top of his head like a brother and said, "Waiting for you at any time!"

Wang Sihe's eyes flashed, and he nodded heavily.

At this time, Wu Dao also recovered from the shock.

People with strong wills can indeed resist the artistic conception created by this transverse flute music, and people who may go in and out are the real horror!

Even though they are grandmaster-level figures, they have to admire this Chai Xintong!

Ask yourself, at this age, they may not have reached the Huixi realm like these little gentlemen, let alone be able to enter and exit from the artistic conception.

"Winner! Chai Xintong!" Wu Dao finally announced the result.

Although there was no fight between the two, everyone felt the horror.

They straightened their clothes or wiped their saliva, looked at the sun above them, and the stream came to mind.

They asked themselves, if they were on the field, they were afraid that they would have already laid naked in the field.

Jiang Jingyan looked at everyone looking at Chai Xintong with a hint of admiration, lowered his head and tidied up his clothes, and snorted coldly: "Bells and whistles! When you meet me, I will beat him down!"