"They are all old friends of Jiang Ling's mother, please come to stand for Jiang Ling."
Murong Yue introduced to Xiao Chen.
"Jiang Ling can be regarded as half of their disciples."
"It's so awesome, can the song I wrote catch their eyes?"
Xiao Chen said casually.
"It must be possible."
Murong Yue was serious.
"Especially this poem, it's absolutely amazing."
"Hehe, it's okay."
Xiao Chen smiled, but didn't dare to brag any more.
Murong Yue will go to her mother's world in the future, so it is very likely that she will hear this poem.
If you are making a big fuss now, then by then, won’t you be dead?
Amidst the discussion among the crowd, the pieces composed by the participants were all accepted.
"Cousin, are you sure?"
asked the youth.
"Cousin, you are insulting me by asking such a question."
The little fool is crazy.
"A song that shocks the world, no one can be an enemy!"
"Hahaha, if this is true, it will definitely become famous."
The young man also laughed.
"That's for sure, cousin, just wait for Jiang Ling to play for us."
Xiaoshapi said, looking at Jiang Ling on the stage.
It's a pity, with a white veil covering her face, her small cherry mouth cannot be seen.
Must be very strong.
On the stage, Kong Xiao and others, as well as Jiang Ling, began to judge whether the music was good or bad.
Although their standards are extremely high, after all, there are hundreds of copies, which seems to be quite time-consuming.
Seeing this, Cai Sanniang arranged for another show, and said that if anyone felt bored, she could take the girl upstairs.
When she finished speaking, no one left.
Jiang Ling is going to show her face soon, isn't it silly to leave at this time?
Even if you don't lift the veil yourself, it's good to see.
"Master, are you nervous?"
Zhao Yuanji asked Zhao Ritian.
"kind of."
Zhao Ritian nodded.
"That's right, Jiang Ling's veil will be unveiled soon, and she must be nervous to see her sweetheart whom she misses day and night."
Zhao Yuanji nodded. He had blind trust in Xiao Chen and felt that it would definitely work.
"Are you sure, Jiang Ling is her?"
Suddenly, Murong Yue asked.
According to her thinking, Jiang Ling should belong to Xiao Chen.
Not only Jiang Ling, but the top ten famous actors... all should belong to Xiao Chen.
She has her own ideas, Xiao Chen has so many confidante friends in her mother's world, how can she fight against them when she is weak?
The easiest way is to make one's own strength stronger.
Therefore, she wants to make the top ten famous actresses Xiao Chen's women, and they all follow her lead.
With their help, she would be able to compete with his confidantes.
"ah?"
Zhao Ritian, who was eager to see Jiang Ling, was a little dazed when he heard this.
"You've seen her before, but now, just by the sound of the flute... can you be sure?"
Murong Yue said again.
"There are people who look similar to each other, not to mention Xiao Sheng..."
Zhao Ritian, who was quite sure at first, couldn't be sure for a while.
"Didn't you say that she is the only one who knows that song?"
"Well, there will be accidents, for example, she taught others..."
Murong Yue nodded.
"Don't think so much, you'll know when the veil is lifted."
Xiao Chen smiled.
"OK."
Murong Yue thought for a while, and didn't say any more.
If Jiang Ling is not Zhao Ritian's dream lover, then she will tell Jiang Ling the truth that Xiao Chen wrote the song, not Zhao Ritian.
Otherwise... With a piece of music, does Jiang Ling really have a crush on Zhao Ritian?
Those who play music are more emotional~
Time passed by, no one was impatient, they all enjoyed the singing and dancing, and waited quietly.
On the side of the stage, Jiang Ling and the others were judging and discussing from time to time.
Occasionally, there will be a look of surprise, obviously there is a song that makes them feel good.
"Fu Xiangfei? Who is he?"
Jiang Ling saw the song that made her eyes shine, and it fit the first half of the song quite well.
She handed it to the three of them, and they all nodded and gave high marks.
"Quick, look!"
Suddenly, Fairy Yuxiao opened her eyes wide, and the hand holding the paper trembled slightly.
Seeing this, Jiang Ling and the others rushed forward one after another.
"Hehe, it must be my song."
Xiaoshapi said with a smile when he saw their reaction.
"My cousin has a superb melody, it's really amazing."
The young man raised his hand.
On the stage, Jiang Ling became more and more excited as she watched, her face under the veil turned red.
"This... this is the second half of the song I'm looking for."
Jiang Ling screamed in her heart.
"Not only the melody, but also the lyrics...the lyrics are even better."
Xiao Sheng commented.
"The old man feels that this song is more like tailor-made for this word."
"Um."
The ruthless swordsman Mo Bo nodded.
"I feel the same way."
"Zhao Tian?"
Jiang Ling looked at the signed name and remembered it in her heart.
A daughter is easy to get, but a confidant is hard to find.
With this piece of music alone, she felt like a confidant.
In her heart, she had already decided that this 'Zhao Tian' should be the one who lifted her veil.
Kong Xiao and the three looked at each other, and they all thought that the lyrics and music were perfect.
I have seen it before, and no one can compare it.
Even they can't compare.
Because they also wrote a song for Jiang Ling before, they all felt that it was a bit lacking.
And this one in front of him is not bad at all.
As if it should be so.
After watching such an amazing piece of music, it's like chewing wax on the other side.
After a general look, they chose another copy to show fairness.
There are three copies in total, played by Jiang Ling in sequence.
"For the sake of fairness, I will not mention the names first, but number them one, two, and three. Please listen to them."
Jiang Ling had regained her composure at this moment, and raised her voice.
"good."
The people at the scene responded one after another.
Jiang Ling wanted to play 'Zhao Tian' first, but after thinking about it, she put it at the end.
This is the finale.
Wouldn't it be boring to listen to others after listening to Zhao Tian's?
Jiang Ling stepped into the white gauze tent again, and the flute sounded.
"not bad."
"Well, it's really good."
"..."
"Cousin, is it yours?"
asked the youth.
"No, mine is not that bad."
Xiaoshapi said lightly.
At the end of the song, there was applause.
The second song came next.
"this is mine."
Xiao Shapi sat up straight, looking a little excited.
"It's definitely better than the last one."
The youth boasted.
"Whose is this? It seems to be pretty good."
Xiao Chen was also a little surprised, if it wasn't for his song, this one would have won the first prize.
He glanced across the audience, noticed the smug look on the little fool's face, he was taken aback, no way, this guy is really good at rhythm?
The third song sounded.
Up front, it's all the same.
At the back, the gap comes out.
Xiao Shapi's expression suddenly became solemn, staring at the white gauze curtain, his heart stirred up waves.
Who wrote this?
"Cousin, what's the matter?"
Seeing his reaction, the young man hurriedly asked.
The little fool ignored him and stared at the white gauze tent, and he lost?
impossible!
The people at the scene were all fascinated and intoxicated by it.
The whole song is very smooth, as if it is not a continuation, but it should be like this!