Chapter 89 The Ear Is Pregnant
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Feng Qing Yang
Chapter 89 The Ear Is Pregnant
Liu Muhan snorted lightly when he heard the words, and the worry in his eyes became even more serious.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Yang Ling smiled faintly, stood up, and walked slowly towards the stage.
On the stage, Zhang Jiahua sneered and said, "You really have the courage to come up."
Yang Ling took the violin from his hand, and said lightly: "There are always some people who are self-righteous, but in my opinion, your so-called self-confidence is totally vulnerable."
"Humph!"
When they passed each other, Zhang Jiahua sneered in his ear and said: "This round is just the beginning, I will slowly settle accounts with you."
With a cold snort, he walked off the stage directly.
In Yang Ling's view, Zhang Jiahua was no different from the people he met before, they were just a bunch of clowns.
He sat down calmly, glanced at the people below, and then without waiting for Huang Lao to start, he casually tested the feel of the piano, stroked the strings, and slowly pulled with his right hand.
"Ding, the musical instrument proficiency skill is activated."
As the system's voice fell, beautiful notes burst out from his fingertips.
"hiss!"
The moment the piano sounded, Huang Lao gasped!
"Is this a Chaconne!?"
But he played so spiritually!
Not only Huang Lao, a great musician, but even the melon-eaters below who knew nothing about the violin all stared wide-eyed!
"This...he can really play the violin!"
"Wow, this sounds too good!"
Everyone was surprised at first, but as the notes continued to flow, the shock on their faces began to dissipate, replaced by an intoxicated look.
The notes on Yang Ling's fingertips are sometimes as clear as a spirit rain in the empty mountains, sometimes as passionate as the scorching sun, and sometimes as empty and quiet as a boat on a moonlit night, making them sink into one after another as the notes change. In a beautiful world.
Regardless of men and women, they all closed their eyes tightly at this moment, as if they were in an illusion, addicted and unable to extricate themselves.
The whole scene fell into infinite serenity, only the beautiful sound of the violin rippled a little bit.
Almost everyone was intoxicated, but only one person was awake, and this person was Zhang Jiahua!
His face was as ugly as if he had eaten a fly. Under such a melody, he didn't even need to think about it.
The elegant sound of the violin suddenly stopped when it was about to step into the highest court, as if a good dream had been interrupted, everyone woke up suddenly, and then all of them stared at Yang Ling with wide eyes.
That expression was like that of a dissatisfied woman, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
Yang Ling smiled helplessly and said, "Sorry, I forgot the score."
"I'll play it for you next time."
"hiss!"
There was a gasp in the field, and everyone looked at Yang Ling with resentment. If not for the fact that all the people present were of status, they would have turned into resentful wives on the spot.
But even though it was only more than half of the performance, the effect was achieved. After they calmed down, there was an uproar in the audience!
"My God, how could there be such a beautiful piece of music in the world!"
"My ears, my ears are getting pregnant!"
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow
"Hey, why don't you arrange a time for Yang Ling to meet our daughter?"
"Husband, are you crazy? My daughter is only ten years old!"
Looking at the expressions of the people below, Yang Ling smiled secretly.
With his photographic memory, how could he forget the music score?
He did it on purpose!
"Didn't you taunt me just now? The young master won't make you feel comfortable, what can you do to me?"
(End of this chapter)
Liu Muhan snorted lightly when he heard the words, and the worry in his eyes became even more serious.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Yang Ling smiled faintly, stood up, and walked slowly towards the stage.
On the stage, Zhang Jiahua sneered and said, "You really have the courage to come up."
Yang Ling took the violin from his hand, and said lightly: "There are always some people who are self-righteous, but in my opinion, your so-called self-confidence is totally vulnerable."
"Humph!"
When they passed each other, Zhang Jiahua sneered in his ear and said: "This round is just the beginning, I will slowly settle accounts with you."
With a cold snort, he walked off the stage directly.
In Yang Ling's view, Zhang Jiahua was no different from the people he met before, they were just a bunch of clowns.
He sat down calmly, glanced at the people below, and then without waiting for Huang Lao to start, he casually tested the feel of the piano, stroked the strings, and slowly pulled with his right hand.
"Ding, the musical instrument proficiency skill is activated."
As the system's voice fell, beautiful notes burst out from his fingertips.
"hiss!"
The moment the piano sounded, Huang Lao gasped!
"Is this a Chaconne!?"
But he played so spiritually!
Not only Huang Lao, a great musician, but even the melon-eaters below who knew nothing about the violin all stared wide-eyed!
"This...he can really play the violin!"
"Wow, this sounds too good!"
Everyone was surprised at first, but as the notes continued to flow, the shock on their faces began to dissipate, replaced by an intoxicated look.
The notes on Yang Ling's fingertips are sometimes as clear as a spirit rain in the empty mountains, sometimes as passionate as the scorching sun, and sometimes as empty and quiet as a boat on a moonlit night, making them sink into one after another as the notes change. In a beautiful world.
Regardless of men and women, they all closed their eyes tightly at this moment, as if they were in an illusion, addicted and unable to extricate themselves.
The whole scene fell into infinite serenity, only the beautiful sound of the violin rippled a little bit.
Almost everyone was intoxicated, but only one person was awake, and this person was Zhang Jiahua!
His face was as ugly as if he had eaten a fly. Under such a melody, he didn't even need to think about it.
The elegant sound of the violin suddenly stopped when it was about to step into the highest court, as if a good dream had been interrupted, everyone woke up suddenly, and then all of them stared at Yang Ling with wide eyes.
That expression was like that of a dissatisfied woman, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.
Yang Ling smiled helplessly and said, "Sorry, I forgot the score."
"I'll play it for you next time."
"hiss!"
There was a gasp in the field, and everyone looked at Yang Ling with resentment. If not for the fact that all the people present were of status, they would have turned into resentful wives on the spot.
But even though it was only more than half of the performance, the effect was achieved. After they calmed down, there was an uproar in the audience!
"My God, how could there be such a beautiful piece of music in the world!"
"My ears, my ears are getting pregnant!"
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow
"Hey, why don't you arrange a time for Yang Ling to meet our daughter?"
"Husband, are you crazy? My daughter is only ten years old!"
Looking at the expressions of the people below, Yang Ling smiled secretly.
With his photographic memory, how could he forget the music score?
He did it on purpose!
"Didn't you taunt me just now? The young master won't make you feel comfortable, what can you do to me?"
(End of this chapter)
