Chapter 89

Liu Muhan sniffed the speech and snorted, and the color of worry in his eyes was even worse.

Seeing all the people's eyes converged on him, Yang Ling faintly laughed, stood up and walked slowly towards the stage.

On the stage, zhangjiahua sneered: "you really have the courage to come up."

Yang Ling took the violin from his hand and said faintly: "there are always some people who think they are right, but in my opinion, your so-called self-confidence is simply vulnerable."

"Hum!"

Passing by, zhangjiahua sneered in his ear: "this game is just the beginning, I will find you to settle accounts slowly."

With a cold hum, he walked off the stage directly.

In Yang Ling's opinion, zhangjiahua is no different from the people he met before, but just a group of clowns.

He sat down quietly and glanced at the people below him. Then, without waiting for Huang to start, he casually tried his hand, stroking the string and slowly pulling it with his right hand.

"Ding, the instrument is proficient, and the skill is launched."

As the voice of the system fell, beautiful notes burst out from his fingertips.

"Hiss!"

As soon as the sound of the piano rings, Mr. Huang draws the air conditioner directly!

"Is this just the right dance?"

But he played so spiritually!

Not only Huang Lao, the music master, but also the melon eaters who knew nothing about violin were staring at each other!

"This He can really play the violin

"Wow, that's very nice, isn't it?"

The crowd was surprised at first, but with the continuous flow of notes, the shock on their faces began to dissipate, replaced by a look of intoxication.

The notes of Yang Ling's fingertips are sometimes as clear as the spirit of empty mountains and rain; sometimes they are as passionate as the sun; sometimes they are as lonely as boating on a moonlit night, which makes them sink into one beautiful world after another with the change of notes.

No matter men and women, at the moment are tightly closed eyes, as if in an illusion, addicted and unable to extricate themselves.

The whole scene fell into infinite serenity, only the beautiful sound of violin rippled out a little bit.

Almost all of them were intoxicated, but only one was awake. It was zhangjiahua!

His face was as ugly as eating a fly. In such a melody, you don't have to think about it. You will lose, you will lose!

The elegant violin sound suddenly stopped when she was about to step into the highest court. It was like a good dream was interrupted. Everyone suddenly woke up, and then one by one widened their eyes and looked at Yang Ling.

The expression was like a discontented woman, not to mention how hard it was.

Yang Ling said with a wry smile: "sorry, I forgot the score."

"I'll play it for you next time."

"Hiss!"

There was an air-conditioned voice coming from the scene. All the people looked at Yang Ling with resentment on their faces. If not all the people present were of status, they would have turned into a resentful wife on the spot.

But even if it was only half played, the effect was also achieved. After they calmed down, the whole audience was in an uproar!

"My God, how can the world have such wonderful music!"

"My ears, my ears are pregnant!"

"Boo Hoo hoo, I still want to hear it. Would you please play until Gao Chao?"

"Hello, can 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 smiles in her heart.

How can you forget the score if you have him who never forgets?

He did it on purpose!

"Didn't you just laugh at me? If you don't feel comfortable, why do you want me to

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