Female President's Almighty King

When the flute sounded for the third time, a memory fragment suddenly flashed in Xiao Chen's mind.

He remembered, this song was not heard in Tianwaitian at all, but in the Mother Realm!

At that time, when he was practicing the ancient flute, he could not avoid listening to some famous songs.

The piece played by Jiang Ling is one of them.

However, this is only half of her song!

"Reminiscence blowing Xiao on the Phoenix Stage...one of the top ten famous songs."

Xiao Chen stared at the white gauze curtain, feeling restless.

Is this song original by Jiang Ling?

Or did you learn from the mother world?

The former is too coincidental, the collision of inspirations from the two worlds?

How can they be exactly the same!

The latter, more likely.

"If she learned it from the mother world, then has she been to the mother world? Or, did she meet someone from the mother world in Tianwaitian?"

Xiao Chen's thoughts flashed, and he glanced at Zhao Ritian.

It is not impossible to meet and communicate with people from the mother world.

Didn't Zhao Ritian meet him before?

Then, he made a toilet chair similar to a toilet.

Jiang Ling, do you have a similar experience?

While pondering, Xiao Chen listened carefully, and he was sure that what Jiang Ling was playing was "Reminiscence Blowing Xiao on the Phoenix Stage".

"This wave is stable."

Xiao Chen was overjoyed, how can he compose a song that can compare to the original song?

To become one of the top ten famous songs, it must have been scrutinized by many people, and it cannot be further evolved.

Originally, he thought about composing the second half of the song himself, but now it seems that there is no need to write the original song directly.

When the time comes, it will definitely amaze the audience, and Jiang Lingfang's heart will be moved secretly.

"It's a pity, it's not me who pretends to be coquettish, and it's not me who embraces a beauty."

Xiao Chen muttered, and stopped listening to Jiang Ling's playing, and carefully recalled the piece of "Reminiscence of Blowing Xiao on the Phoenix Stage".

It was too long ago and blurred, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hear it the third time.

"It seems like this..."

Memory, sometimes it is like having a key, once opened, it will become clear very quickly.

Xiao Chen hummed silently in his heart, his hands were not idle, and he began to write.

After he finished writing the song, he thought about it, since Zhao Ritian was acting aggressive, let him pretend to be big!

He grinned and wrote the words directly.

"This poet is amazing, and he will definitely make Brother Zhao pretend to be a big one!"

Xiao Chen chanted while writing.

"Sweet and cold, golden lady, who was turned into a red wave, got up and combed her hair lazily. Ren Bao's dowry was full of dust, and the curtain was hooked in the sun. I was afraid of worry and hatred, and I wanted to talk about many things. I'm new and thin. Autumn……"

After he finished writing in one breath, he let out a long sigh of relief.

This piece of music is composed based on this word, so it is a perfect match.

Murong Yue looked at Xiao Chen's page full of writing, and was a little surprised, why are there still words?

When she looked carefully, she couldn't help opening her eyes.

"Not only did you continue the song, but you also wrote lyrics for this song?"

"Ah."

Xiao Chen nodded and handed it to Murong Yue.

"How do you see it?"

Murong Yue took it and looked at it carefully. The more she looked at it, the more amazing she became, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

Absolutely!

Is this a little understanding?

She also tried to compose music just now, and she was quite satisfied.

But compared with Xiao Chen's, it's nothing.

"Ha ha."

Seeing Murong Yue's reaction, Xiao Chen felt proud.

Although it is not possible to act aggressive in the audience, it is not bad to act aggressive in front of Murong Yue.

"how?"

Xiao Chen asked intentionally.

"excellent."

Murong Yue gave an evaluation.

"Can you take off Jiang Ling's veil?"

Xiao Chen asked again.

"Definitely."

Murong Yue nodded.

"Ha ha."

Xiao Chen took what he wrote and put it in front of Zhao Ritian.

"Any more words?"

Zhao Ritian was also quite surprised.

"Brother Chen, you are truly a genius. Not only are you extremely gifted in cultivation, but you also have such a strong melody...you also know how to refine weapons."

"I just know a little bit, it's not worth mentioning."

Xiao Chen waved his hand and said modestly.

"Speaking of refining weapons, I am definitely incomparable with Brother Zhao."

"What did you write?"

Murong Yue looked at Zhao Ritian and asked.

"Well, I didn't compose the music. I'm going to refine a magic weapon for Jiang Ling... This is my idea."

Zhao Ritian spread out his drawing, with various annotations on it.

"Good guy, can this also be thought of as a refiner?"

Xiao Chen was convinced, but he took a closer look and found that many ideas were really good.

This guy is an absolute wizard of refining equipment.

The sound of the flute for the third time has long since stopped, and the lingering sound still lingers on.

The white gauze curtain was removed, revealing Jiang Ling's figure.

She glanced across the audience, wondering if there was half a piece of music that satisfied her.

She doesn't have much expectation, the only expectation may come from Murong Yue.

Murong Yue is very good at rhythm, maybe he can complete this song for her?

Cai Sanniang and Jiang Ling didn't urge them, they just waited quietly.

"That little foolish boy seemed very serious that day, does he really understand rhythm?"

Wang Pingbei said in surprise.

"Who knows, people who work hard are not necessarily doing serious things."

Xiao Chen shook his head, for example, in the examination room, some people wrote from the beginning to the end, seemingly extremely serious, but in the end they scored more than ten points in the test.

After 10 minutes, Cai Sanniang said: "Everyone, the time is up... Next, I will ask someone to collect the music and make a judgment."

"and many more."

The little fool spoke.

"Who's going to judge? If it's you, then I'm really worried, it's unfair... After all, I offended Miss Jiang Ling just now."

"Don't worry, it's not just Jiang Ling's judgment, I also invited three temperament masters tonight..."

Cai Sanniang said lightly.

"After Jiang Ling and them judge together, three songs will be selected and handed over to everyone for judgment. Fairness is absolutely guaranteed, and you will not be eliminated just because you offend Jiang Ling."

"Master of Temperament?"

"Who?"

"It seems that for Jiang Ling's appearance today, Wenqinglou has long been prepared."

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, two men and a woman walked onto the stage.

"Xiao Sheng Kong Xiao?"

Someone looked at an old man and said in surprise.

"Xiao Sheng? Is he good at playing?"

asked the person next to him.

"Nonsense, to be called a 'holy' must be almost invincible in this field."

"He doesn't seem to be weak."

"I didn't expect him to come. It seems that he recognizes Jiang Ling's level very much, otherwise he wouldn't come."

"Who are those two?"

"The Ruthless Swordsman Mo Bo."

Someone recognized it.

"One flute and one sword go all over the rivers and lakes!"

"It's him?"

"What about the girl?"

"I don't know him, but being able to be with Xiao Sheng and Ruthless Swordsman must have a lot of background."

"..."

Amidst the discussion, Cai Sanniang introduced them.

"Fairy Yuxiao, it turned out to be her."

"At this age, are you still a fairy?"

"It used to be a fairy, but now it's an old fairy."

"Don't say it, old lady, I'm good at it."

"..."

As soon as the identities of the three were revealed, even the little fools had no objections.

Although it was the first time he had seen them, since he was good at temperament, he had naturally heard their names.