After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

When Dongfang Moyu heard the prince say "Allure?", he suddenly remembered the woman in white with a mask he met in the forest last time. At that time, he looked at the other person's eyes and felt familiar, but he didn't remember who he looked like. was reminded.

"Yes! It's like an allure! But the other party's temperament and stature are different.

The boy on stage now has the same mask, but the gender is different and the height is different. The other party's name is Qinghuang, and it's also a standard male voice, so it shouldn't be. "Dongfang Moyu analyzed in his heart.

Dongfang Moqi was awakened by the standard man's voice, and was a little embarrassed for a while, but he quickly adjusted, and he was again elegant. Facing Qingcheng with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, I just now mistook the son as an old friend. I hope you forgive me."

Qingcheng replied simply: "No problem. I am challenging the Crown Prince, can I start?" He didn't want to talk to Dongfang Moqi.

Dongfang Moqi was surprised. Since the other party really dared to fight, he also wanted to see how capable the other party was.

"Since Young Master Qing is here to challenge, then please let me~" After saying that, he walked to the side, not planning to go back.

Qingcheng is too lazy to care about him, just watch it if you like it. Sitting on the chair, his tender white and slender fingers rested on the strings and plucked gently. Tried the audition. I thought to myself: The ancients are really good, and the materials and workmanship of this piano are extraordinary.

Others saw that Qingcheng did not play at the beginning, but auditioned first, and wondered if she could play?

Dongfang Moqi, who was standing nearby, didn't pay attention to this issue, but kept staring at Qingcheng's hand with an unsure look in his eyes.

He was very strange. As a man, no matter how he did not touch his fingers and paid attention to maintenance, he would never have such a pair of hands that were as white as jade and slender with ten fingers. These hands were not as beautiful as ordinary women. It can be said for sure that even Feng Even the nimble hands are not so good-looking, Dongfang Moqi continued to watch with curiosity.

Qingcheng started to play at this time. What she was playing was the famous modern Chinese classic "House of Flying Daggers". This was originally performed by the pipa solo, but now she is playing the guzheng. This piece is intense and shocking. It's one of her favorite classics.

"...Zheng...Zheng...Zheng..." With the sound of the piano, everyone became quiet, and slowly everyone followed the melody of the piano, and the whole entered the artistic conception of the song. The picture in front of me gradually turned into a battle between the two armies, as if in the battlefield, the sound of golden drums, swords and crossbows, the sound of horses... the sound of fierce fighting. The melody is fast, slow, strong, weak.

Everyone in Ting Yuxuan sank into it, including everyone in the box.

When the last note is over, many people are still in the artistic conception of the song played by Qingcheng, such a superb piano art! It simply amazes everyone! wonderful!

Dongfang Haochen woke up at the first moment when the song ended. There was only a white figure on the stage in her eyes. Her aura when she played, and her expression integrated into the qin, made people feel that she was also a qin at that moment. she.

She is so attractive like this, I can't help but want to hide her, so I can only have such a beautiful her by myself. At this moment, he finally understood why he cared about her so much and paid attention to her. It turned out that that night, she was already imprinted on her heart.

When looking at Qingcheng in this way, his feelings towards himself are no longer blurred, but the clouds are cleared away.