Min Xiaoning took the teacup, took a sip, pouted and said, "This dance doesn't seem to have any difficult movements, and it's really not easy to practice." ”

"Well, this dance is very coordinated, and it needs to be used in three ways: footwork, body movements, and the strength of the drums. ”

"After practicing so much, I didn't even reach the seventy percent artistic conception of Yan Yandan, and I originally thought that I could get the top three!" Min Xiaoning sighed, and couldn't help but be a little discouraged.

Feng Qianyan thought to himself, he had lived for twenty years in his previous life, and his experience was quite rich, and his mood was naturally much more mature than that of ten-year-old Min Xiaoning. So, he patted Min Xiaoning's shoulder and said with a smile: "Cousin, you don't have any big problems with your actions now, the difference is that the artistic conception expressed is not too good." ”

"I've never been to the battlefield, so I can't express it. Min Xiaoning put his hands on his knees, holding his chin and worrying.

Feng Qianyan thought to himself, it would be nice to let my cousin feel the battlefield in an immersive way, but there are no mobile phones, computers, TVs and movies in this world!

The wind bent his eyebrows and summoned the phoenix qin that turned into a zither. I remember Xiao Jiu said that the sound of the phoenix piano can create illusions, and now is the right time to give it a try.

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"What is this?" Facing the guzheng that appeared out of thin air, Min Xiaoning was startled.

Feng Qianyan sat in front of the piano, stroked a string, and said, "This is a musical instrument, called a guzheng." Cousin, close your eyes, relax and listen. ”

"Oh, good. Min Xiaoning didn't ask much and closed his eyes.

The fingers plucked the strings, and the gentle and low sound of the guzheng slowly poured out from the fingertips of the wind, which was an ancient song.

Min Xiaoning's eyes showed the shape of a battle between the two armies, with golden drums ringing in unison, swords striking, killing sounds shaking the sky, and the sound of shouting and killing in his ears.

Hideous faces, bloody swords, low roars, crazy killings, war and smoke in the sky. The dead bodies lay on the ground, rivers of blood flowed, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

Since ancient times, the king has been defeated, the victorious side cheers and celebrates, and the loser has no face to see the Jiangdong fathers, so he can only kill himself in front of the battle......

After finishing the song, he raised his eyes to look at Min Xiaoning, and saw that he slowly opened his eyes, and the wind smiled. The gaze in that eye was different from before, and the momentum of Hun had changed suddenly.

"Cousin, do you understand?"

"Understood. ”

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"Okay, then let's continue practicing. Feng Qianyan nodded with satisfaction and put away the phoenix qin.

The next day, February 18, the Queen Mother's birthday.

Although the birthday banquet didn't start until noon, Feng Tianyan was still pulled up by Cui'er early in the morning to freshen up.

Squinting his sleepy eyes, he yawned: "Cui'er, just play with it, let Miss I sleep for a while." ”

"My eldest lady, I'm going to enter the palace today, enter the palace!"

"I know, but do you need to get up so early? I'm so sleepy—" Wind Yawned again.

"Miss, Madame said that I will go out after breakfast, and I will go to the Queen Mother in the morning to present a birthday gift. Miss is wearing this face today, just the color of the clothes. ”

"Well, you look at it, I'll squint for a moment. As he spoke, Feng Qianyan closed his eyes again.

I don't know how long it took, but I heard Cui'er shouting softly: "Miss, Miss, wake up!"

"Okay?" asked the wind in a daze.

( Amazing Phoenix Ming: Supreme Miss )