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Chapter 73 Is this the rhythm to make everyone cry? (Please collect and recommend)

Chapter 73

"Let's wait and see if you really guessed right." Mr. Zhao's expression was a little excited. This Mr. Zhao, who was born for art, has an obsessive to fanatical attitude towards culture and art.

"Do you think Wang Gongzi's song is not inferior to the one in Yihua Pavilion that day?" Jie Geer also became a little nervous, and patted to the side lightly, almost concentrating on it. , asked Li Qingzhao, whose ears almost rose to the top of his head like a rabbit.

"It's definitely not inferior, and it will be even worse. Otherwise, how dare he go to your Jubaozhuang to make such a big bet?" Li Qingzhao said without turning his head, his tone seemed very firm and resolute. affim.

"Are you so confident in him?" Seeing Li Qingzhao's serious and charming appearance, Chen Jie couldn't help but chuckled.

"Well, being able to arrange music like before is enough to show that Prince Wang's level must be more than this." Li Qingzhao's watery red phoenix eyes were shining brightly at this moment.

On the side, the seven or eight literary youths who came to watch this marathon-level Bianhe event were all sitting upright at the moment, with very focused and serious expressions.

Because Li Qingzhao, a beautiful and cute goddess, has a lot of confidence in that Wang Jiaoxi of Yihonglou, and she is very protective of that person, which makes Zhao Mingcheng, who was originally gleeful at others' misfortunes, unlucky The young literary youths who were stunned by Chen Jie immediately became vigilant, and the enemies sympathized.

Although this group of literary young people are all competitors with each other, at least everyone feels that they have similar family backgrounds and similar literary levels, but Wang Yang is different.

That guy is actually an instructor in a brothel, who relies on women for food, which makes these young literary youths who pretend to be romantics look down on him very much.But the problem is that he didn't rely on his face, but his talent to attract the attention of his goddess.

This is simply the rhythm of naked slapping in the face.I and others are all the reading seeds of the heirlooms of poetry and books. When I was playing a little fart, I started to shake my head with the old men and hum and read the Four Books and Five Classics. After all, they are all high-end talents with cultural background and ideological background.

But the teacher from the Yihong Building didn't know where the ghosts came out of, with vicious methods (several of them were once beaten by Wang Yang's fists and feet into the literary youth language of the national treasure Panda and Marshal Canopy), and arrogant personality Domineering, defiant, and swearing at every disagreement, or playing punches, is simply the standard template of a street hooligan.

Such a person actually attracted our goddess by virtue of his talent. Is this the rhythm to make everyone cry like a dog?No, we must unite bravely and listen carefully to see if this literary hooligan surnamed Wang is really talented.

"Yihonglou, huh, this time I finally know where this kid's territory is. Gentlemen, after today, let's find an opportunity to go there and see what this person's true face looks like. Don't let the young lady of the Li family let me know." This despicable and shameless person should be the one..." The prince, who had been so heartbroken by Wang and still remembers it so far, whispered viciously towards his companions.

"Brother Wang, don't worry, we will definitely go there together with Brother Wang to seek justice, and by the way, see the true face of this person." The companions around him nodded approvingly.

"How about it, Brother Zhao, would you like to go together?" Wang Gongzi swept his eyes and saw Li Qingzhao who was far away, his eyes were like a lone wolf staring at Li Qingzhao not far away, his face was livid, and his mouth didn't know where he was. Zhao Mingcheng, who was whispering what the hell, couldn't help but raise his voice and asked.

"It's natural. When the time comes, Zhao will definitely expose the true face of that country man. Zhao really doesn't believe it. What kind of real ability can a man who relies on women to make a living have?" Zhao Mingcheng turned around. Finally, after hearing what the prince repeated, he nodded heavily, turned his eyes to the stage, and gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

"Okay, then let's make an agreement. At that time, we brothers will make an appointment to advance and retreat together." Seeing Zhao Mingcheng's appearance, Wang Gongzi couldn't help but nodded with a gratified smile.Great, the team against that guy has grown again.

The sound of the pipa is like a pearl falling into a jade plate, ding dong, every sound seems to fall into the ears clearly, the sound rises, one sound does not stop, and the other sound rises again, but it can still make you hear the score bright.

"Miss Yunyan's pipa, in Bianliang, Tokyo, if it can't be listed in the top three, then this old man would rather poke his ears deaf..." Mr. Xu, a fan of Miss Yunyan, was intoxicated to the point of joy Looks like, chattering on his own, muttering in a low voice.

"Such a pipa is really enjoyable... This girl is the Yunyan girl from Yihonglou, right?" Mr. Zhao looked at the stage with bright eyes, but his eyes were not on Yunyan. The girl's pretty face, but her slender hands that are sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes soft and sometimes firm.

"Exactly, Yihonglou's business conditions have not been very good these years. If it weren't for the support of this first-class pipa Yunyan girl, I'm afraid it wouldn't even be considered third-rate." Mr. Gao nodded. For a beautiful woman, Mr. Gao's eyes are mostly for admiration. What he likes is the kind of woman who can bring him tenderness and tenderness.

For example, the gentle and kind Mrs. Liu, thinking of Mrs. Liu, Mr. Gao took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry. Anyway, when Mr. Zhao really gets used to going to Yihong Building, then he will naturally have the feeling." It gave me more opportunities to get along with Mrs. Liu.

After Miss Yunyan opened her mouth, there were still some faint hustle and bustle gradually solidified, and then disappeared with the wind, only Miss Yunyan's clear voice like the stream flowed up and down the stage, flowing into the hearts of all the audience heart field.

"Last night, the rain was dredging and the wind was violent, and the sleep was not enough to make the wine go away...but Dao Haitang is still..."

In the sound of the pipa, which was like a strong rain and strong wind, the lazy and slightly distressed voice seemed so clear, full of affection, but also desolate and reluctant...

Wang Yang stared blankly at the girl Yunyan on the stage. At this moment, his heart was also shocked. The girl Yunyan on the stage was no longer like a singer, but more like a singer who was doing her own thing. Singer of inner monologue.

Her heart, her soul dances with the music and lyrics, either sad or sad... She has not only touched others with her singing voice and music, but has led the audience into her world , to experience that emotion with her...

Li Qingzhao stared blankly at Sister Yunyan, who had a melodious and sad singing voice on the stage. At some point, she had already burst into tears. In her eyes, the girl Yunyan who was completely immersed in the lyrics was the most qualified Tears.

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