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    baidu_clb_fillslot("740301"); Wuxie frowned slightly and said very seriously: "I admit defeat, I can't compete with you, so please close the door when you go out, turn right, there is your pavilion." Ruofeng San  The person was startled for a moment, never expecting that Wuxie would give such an answer.  A person with a little arrogance, how can he not put his face, not to confess, should you be shameless?  Isn't that too shameless?  Nan Yue's beautiful red eyes rolled around, and she thought to herself: "It seems that he doesn't bother to compete with the three of them." Wang Lang, on the other hand, thought: "It is wise to be able to bend and stretch, not to overestimate yourself, and not to humiliate yourself." "Don't be a young master.  , please stop hiding your clumsiness, this competition has no meaning of competition, but allows everyone to understand each other and enhance friendship through music." Fang Sheng said with a smile.  How could Wu Xie not understand the thoughts of these people? He was extremely childish and immediately smiled and said: "I really can't compare to you. I don't know anything about music."  Just play it casually. " Normally, a normal man can't help but hesitate a little when a beauty invites you.  Ruofeng and the others sneered in their hearts, how can you refuse now?  But he is destined to be disappointed. Who is Wuxie a human being?  He isa thousand-year-old monster!  Clearly a monster.  He waved his hands without hesitation and said, "I really don't understand anything. When I played the piano to an old scalper, I scared it to death." Mingwan was angry, what excuse is this?  Bounce the cow to death?  Ruofeng and the others cursed in their hearts to be shameless. A beautiful woman invites her. No matter what, she has to give it a try to see if she can be considered a man!  Now they are depressed, Wu Xie¡¯s attitude is obviously out of touch.  No matter how fanciful you say it, I'm indifferent.  It felt like I had suppressed all my strength, only to hit it on the cotton, unable to exert any strength.  "Wuxie, you are still not a man, and a competition will not castrate you. Show your manliness, and even if you lose, you must lose with a bang!" Nan Yuehong encouraged Wuxie and secretly sent a message to him.  : "Brother Wu, I heard it all last night. You can win them with one hand, why are you trying to shirk it?" Wu Xie's eyes flashed slightly, and he replied: "You didn't take the wrong medicine? Do you want me to win against you?" Nan  Yuehong sent a message: "It's not us, it's them." Wuxie was too lazy to say anything more.  He said calmly to Ruofeng and the others: "I can't compare." "Humph! Master Wu, are you not giving me face?" Ruofeng snorted coldly, walked to the wall, took down an erhu, and said coldly: "Since  If Mr. Wu refuses to move, then let¡¯s compete here.¡± After finishing speaking, he sat down directly and played a low tune without waiting for the others to reply.  No matter how you play the erhu, the sound quality is always gloomy and sad.  That roaring sound always makes people feel desolate.  The song he plays is not a song of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix.  It's not Er Quan Ying Yue, it's similar to improvisation, adding some demos I've made before.  As soon as the whole song came out, people immediately saw a tragic scene.  Under the bright and bloody light of the dim sunset, countless corpses lay on the battlefield where a battle had just taken place.  They staggered around one by one, their vitality long gone.  Some people had broken arms, some were lame, and some had their bodies completely split in half from top to bottom.  There are countless corpses without heads.  ??The bright red blood kept coming out from their necks, broken arms, and wounds, flowing into the yellow sand, flowing more and more, and eventually the blood flowed into a river, which was extremely terrifying and desolate.  Several large bald eagles fell from high altitude, landed on top of the corpse, tore apart strips of flesh and blood, and swallowed them.  ¡°These soldiers never thought that not only would they become cannon fodder in the war, but they would not have a decent funeral after their death.  It can only become a meal for these ugly vultures.  The tone of the erhu is doomed to the vicissitudes of this music, and the music is so majestic that it forms a huge storm that sweeps over everyone.  After a while, the performance of the song was completed, and everyone finally recovered from the bloody shock.  Fang Sheng gave a thumbs up and praised: "Brother Ruo has taken another step forward in his erhu skills. It's amazing, it's amazing!" Fang Sheng stood up, picked up the jade Xiao, and started playing.  Yuxiao¡¯s voice is ethereal and uncertain, and soon brings people into the relaxed and joyful abode of the gods.  The ups and downs of each syllable are not only pleasant to the ear, but also intoxicating.  After a while, it seemed that I was in Guanghan Palace, rubbing the Jade Rabbit with the legendary Chang'e under the osmanthus tree. ?After a while, I arrived at Penglai Immortal Island again, where I prayed for scriptures and expounded the mysteries of heaven and earth in the green mountains filled with fairy clouds.  After a while, I floated to the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West. On the pink Yaochi, I watched the white cranes flying into the sky. ??????????????????????? The scene keeps switching, like a mind wandering in a trance. Although the person has not arrived, the spirit has already gone.  When the song ends, the whole person still seems to be in a dream, and he wants to fly away with the wind.  Everyone woke up and couldn't help but marveled at the wonder.  "Both of you have made rapid progress. I don't know if I can catch up with them." Ye Xian said with a smile.  "Brother Ye, why do you need to say polite words?" Fang Sheng waved his hand.  "You're showing off your ugliness." Ye Xian tossed his hair behind him, his hair dancing wildly, and he made a "zheng" sound.  Suddenly, a sharp knife seemed to appear in front of the people's eyes. The blade was trembling and excited, as if it had not drank blood for many years, and it squeaked slightly with joy.  "Zhengzheng~zheng!" The sound of killing is majestic, vigorous and powerful under its finger, very decisive, without any delay.  What he plays is a killing sound!  The "Zheng" sound was as crisp as the intersection of gold and iron. Each sound erupted with huge killing intent, making people feel like they were wearing armor, riding a BMW, and charging forward.  If someone stands in the way of someone, he will kill someone; if someone stands in the way of a Buddha, he will kill the Buddha!  The guzheng itself has turned into a galloping wild horse, making a high-pitched hissing sound.  The sound of the guzheng turned into a sneer that kept laughing, plundering every life, and the swords saw blood. During the swing, the broken arms and limbs flew into the sky, accompanied by the enemy's screams, galloping across the battlefield.  ??The listeners and the performers themselves are transformed into generals who are killing all directions. Every roar vents their ambitions and the pride of not returning to their homeland until they annihilate all enemies!  The whole piece of music is completely free of the clear and delicate sound unique to the guzheng. It is decisive and majestic, giving people a great shock.  Everyone was stunned. This kind of interpretation was indeed very arrogant, but he just did it, and he did it perfectly.  If he is not a practitioner, he can at least become a famous person and a common man.  "Brother Ye is so awesome. He actually completely changed the tone of the instrument. This is the style of a master." Ming Wan praised. Ye Xian laughed and said, "Ms. Miss, can you perform a song? Let me see it too?" No.  Xie had not interrupted before, and then he suddenly asked coldly: "May I ask you, when will you leave? Or, do you plan not to leave?" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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