Chapter 69

It doesn't hurt to pour the city down. Anyway, it's not the real name. Then he opens his mouth: "Qing Huang." The calm tone of voice, not because of the victory and arrogant gas, let a people have a good feeling.

Su Xin is also a joy in her heart. She says, "the first winner is Qinghuang. Next, let's start the second item: Qin, which is the art of Qin. The one who is good at playing the piano will win. Now, then. " After saying that, before stepping down, Su Xin's eyes inadvertently looked at the location of the box on the second floor.

In the middle of the stage, there is a guzheng. A man in white flies onto the stage and falls in front of the piano.

Facing the audience, he leaned forward and said, "Li Hua, I'm going to make a fool of you first." He sat in front of the piano and began to play.

“…… Zheng... " The strings pluck and the melodious sound rings. The audience listened attentively, and occasionally someone nodded.

The last note falls and ends. Li Hua's man got up to salute and fell off the field.

Then there are other people on the court to try, some of them can be praised, and some are unsatisfactory. Until no one on the first floor came to the stage again, everyone began to look forward to the upstairs, but it was no longer popular.

On the third floor, a man came out of Dongfang Moyu's private room, not Yu Wang, but Ouyang Hongming. He flew to the stage and looked at Su Xin, with a refined smile on his face, and nodded to her. But in the eyes flash a trace of possession.

Simple heart back to the polite smile, but if you pay attention to it, you can find that there is no smile in her eyes. Ouyang Hongming, who thought he was smart, went to the piano and sat down. Before he raised his hand, he looked at Qingcheng on the second floor with a trace of scorn. It was like a provocation.

Qingcheng also see in the eye, but do not care. To her, it was just like a clown.

The Oriental HaoChen looks at the action of that person on the stage, the hand taps the table top, to the dark night way: "this person is a little familiar, do you know who he is?" He is not in Weicheng all the year round, so he doesn't contact these so-called officials. What's more, he doesn't care to touch.

"This man is Ouyang Hongming, the son of prime minister Zuo. This year, I have a younger sister, Ouyang Qianqian. Recently, his brother and sister have come close to Yu Wang. "

"Oh? Prime Minister Zuo? Yu Wang? Well, I see. " Ice Mou is tiny deep, nobody knows what Oriental HaoChen is thinking at this time.

“…… Zheng "Zheng..." Ouyang Hongming fingered the string, and his facial expression began to be serious. It must be said that he was quite elegant at this time.

Qingcheng listened to the music he played, melodious melodies, but praised him: "temperament is not very good, Qin art is also good."

Qi Sheng didn't know Qin very well, but they just thought it was very nice.

East Hao Chen hears, it is hook lip to smile again, "little fellow, you pour is not chestnut color praise at all."

…… Zheng Zheng The sound falls. When applause broke out in the hall, Ouyang Hongming showed a smile, his hands arched, but he was modest and polite.

However, instead of leaving directly, he looked at Suxin again: "Miss Suxin, I'm Ouyang Hongming, the eldest son of the prime minister's house in Zuo Cheng. I hope you will remember me. "

Su Xin replied: "you are polite, sir. Suxin is just a Yuefang girl. It's lucky to meet you. I wish you the best in the world ~ "with a gentle tone and a smile.

But how could Ouyang Hongming not understand the meaning of the words? For a while, his expression on his face remained unchanged, but his expression in his eyes was not clear.

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