Chapter 91

Zhang Jiahua's face turned red and his whole body trembled.

This time in front of Liu Muhan, in front of everyone, his face was disgraced, and his accumulated image almost disappeared!

He looked at Yang Ling, gnashing his teeth and said: "this time you are cruel, I think you can cross to when!"

Leaving this sentence to vent his anger, Zhang Jiahua didn't even want a violin. He left the villa quickly and looked very embarrassed.

Everyone shakes their heads when they see this. In fact, as long as he lowers his head to Yang Ling, praises him a few times, and then makes a ha ha, it will be over. Can't he really make you stripper?

I didn't expect that this person should be so narrow-minded. Is it true that like mother, like son?

He lost all the faces of the whole circle!

Zhangjiahua's status in the hearts of the public can be described as a straight line decline, plummeting.

The dance continued, and then the young people all went on stage to show their talents, but with Yang Ling's high energy in front of them, the people under the stage felt dull.

Even Lin Xiaoshuang's Ballet didn't arouse their interest.

Huang seems to be lack of interest, just a few pertinent comments.

It was not until Liu Muhan came to power that this situation was reversed.

I saw Liu Muhan in evening dress sitting in front of the piano, looking calm and quiet. The light reflected her figure clearly.

This woman is just like the goddess under the moon. She is beautiful and refined, which makes it difficult for people to blaspheme.

Suddenly, the old man upstairs said with a smile: "Xiaoling, Mu Han once said that he wanted to play the wizard of Oz with others. Can you play flute or Dongxiao?"

"Ha?"

Yang Ling was stunned and said with a bitter smile, "yes, but I haven't played with anyone yet..."

"There's a first time in everything. It's a meeting."

The old man laughed and said, "come on, you play together. We'll have a good time, don't you?"

Everyone on the stage is still interested in the qiakong dance music just now. Now I have the chance to let Yang Ling play another song. If you will let it go?

They began to clamor one after another. It was impossible for them not to take the stage.

Yang Ling took the flute from Han Yaqin, shook her head with a bitter smile, and walked slowly to the stage.

Liu Mu Han twisted his head and didn't look at him, but it's not hard to see that this woman's neck is a little red when she gets closer.

"So shy, why not refuse?"

Yang Ling murmured in her heart, then glanced at the music standing on the piano.

The whole audience is quiet, Liu Muhan gently breathes out a breath, secretly glances at Yang Ling, delicate fingertips begin to play on the piano.

The artistic conception of the wizard of Oz is ethereal, the piano is just accompaniment, and the ethereal sound of Dongxiao is the soul.

Yang Ling mastered the playing methods of all musical instruments, lowered her head and lowered her eyebrows to play slowly.

The sound of Xiao is like the whispers of the elves in the valley. It is euphemistic and moving, and people will fall into it unconsciously.

It seems to be infected by the sound of Xiao, Liu Mu Han's heart completely calmed down, piano sound like Ding Ding Dong spring, added a bit of quiet and quiet meaning.

The ensemble of Qin and Xiao brought the audience into a fairyland. Their faces were intoxicated, as if they were listening to the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

After a piece of music was played, there was thunderous applause.

With a faint smile, Yang Ling turns to see that Liu Muhan is also looking at herself. There are seven points of tenderness and three points of shyness in her eyes. It's really beautiful and suffocating.

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