After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

It's okay for Qingcheng to fall, anyway, he didn't use his real name, so he said, "Qinghuang." The calm and unwavering tone, without the arrogance of winning, made everyone feel good.

Su Xin was also overjoyed, and said, "The winner of the first item, Young Master Qinghuang. Next, let's start the second item: Qin, which is about the art of qin. Anyone who is proficient in the art of qin can come on stage and play one. Song, and finally choose the winner. Let's start now." After speaking, Su Xin casually glanced at the location of the second floor box before leaving the stage.

In the center of the stage, there was a guzheng, and a man in white flew up to the stage and landed in front of the zither.

Leaning over to the audience, he gave a slight salute, and said, "Let's go to Li Hua, let's make a fool of everyone." Then he sat in front of the piano and started to play.

"...Zheng..." The strings were plucked, and the melodious sound of the piano sounded. The people in the arena listened carefully, and occasionally someone nodded.

The last note falls, the end. The man named Li Hua stood up and saluted, flew back and fell off the field.

Then there were others who tried it out, and some of them were praised for their performances, while others were less than satisfactory. Until no one came to the stage on the first floor, everyone began to look forward to the one upstairs, but it was no longer expected.

One person came out of Dongfang Moyu's private room on the third floor. It was not King Yu but Ouyang Hongming. He flew to the stage and looked at Su Xin, with an elegant smile on his face, and nodded to her. There was a flash of possession in his eyes.

Su Xin returned a polite smile, but if you pay attention, you can see that there is no smile in her eyes. Ouyang Hongming thought that he walked in front of the piano and took his seat. Before raising his hand, he looked at Qingcheng on the second floor with a hint of contempt in his eyes, like a provocation.

Qingcheng also saw it, but didn't care much. For her, it was like a clown jumping on a beam.

Dongfang Haochen watched the movement of the man on the stage, tapped the table with his hand, and said to the dark night: "This man is a little familiar, do you know who he is?" He is not in Weicheng all year round, so he does not have much contact with these so-called officials. Miss Homeboy. What's more, he didn't even bother to touch it.

Dark Ye replied respectfully: "This person is the son of the Prime Minister Zuo, Ouyang Hongming. In his twenties this year, he also has a younger sister, Ouyang Qianqian. Recently, his brother and sister have come closer to King Yu."

"Oh? Prime Minister Zuo? King Yu? Well, I see." The ice eyes were deep, and no one knew what Dongfang Haochen was thinking.

"...Zheng...Zheng..." Ouyang Hongming plucked the strings with his fingers, and his facial expression became serious. It has to be said that he has an elegant air at this time.

Qingcheng listened to the tunes he played, the melodious and melodious tunes, and praised him: "The temper is not very good, but the piano skills are not bad."

Qi Sheng and the others didn't know much about the piano, but they just thought it sounded pretty good.

When Dongfang Haochen heard it, he grinned again, "Little guy, you don't compliment you."

...Zheng...the sound fell. There was applause in the hall, Ouyang Hongming smiled and folded his hands, but he seemed modest and polite.

However, he did not leave directly, but looked at Su Xin again: "Miss Su Xin, the eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Ouyang Hongming. I hope the girl will remember it."

Su Xin returned a gift: "Young master is polite, Su Xin is just a girl from Lefang, it is a blessing to meet him. Su Xin wishes the son to come out on top~" The tone was gentle, with a smile on his face.

But how could Ouyang Hongming not understand the meaning of the words? The expression on his face did not change for a while, but the expression in his eyes was unclear.