Chapter 268

He wanted to raise his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Suddenly, he was frightened to find that his hands couldn't move, or even lift them!

"Asshole, what did you do to me? Why can't my hand move suddenly?"

He Lizhi shouted with a frightened face. As a painter, he knows the importance of two hands to himself. Without two hands, he is no different from waste.

"I don't know. Everyone is watching. I haven't done anything to you. Unlike you who have already prepared the knife for cutting hands."

Qin Haodong smiled more brightly and continued, "but I'm a doctor. Now I can diagnose you. Just now, you suffered from severe muscle weakness in your arms due to too much emotional fluctuation due to losing the game. These hands can't be used again in the future."

"No, it's impossible. My hands are good."

He Lizhi roared wildly and wanted to reach out and grab the brush on the table next to him, but no matter how hard he tried, his hand could no longer grab a brush.

"God, why do you do this to me? You can't do this. I have to draw and draw in the future!"

Qin Haodong sneered: "as a shameless person like you who recognizes thieves as a father and deceives teachers and destroys ancestors, God has been very kind without directly killing you."

He Lizhi calmed down a little and suddenly realized that all this must have something to do with Qin Haodong. He flopped down on the stage, hugged Qin Haodong's thigh and shouted, "I know I'm wrong. Please let me go this time. I'm Chinese. I'm not Xiaoshan Lizhi. My name is he Lizhi.

As long as you let my hands return to normal, I will immediately withdraw from the nationality of Japan and return to China, work for China and win glory for China. "

Qin Haodong sneered: "you think too much. What is China? Is it a place where you come and go whenever you want? China won't want such a shameless person like you."

"Don't do it, please cure my hands!"

He Lizhi kowtows like a chicken eating rice, kneeling on the stage and pleading. He knew the importance of his hands. If he really became a waste, there would be no good fruit to eat in Japan.

Qin Haodong said, "there is an old saying in China. I don't know whether you remember it or not. You can't live by doing evil."

"I really can't. please, I kowtow to you. Please cure my hand..."

He Lizhi begged hard on the stage, and the Chinese audience were very happy. This shameful traitor finally got his due end.

Liu shengyifu's face was livid. Now he Lizhi was a Japanese identity. What he cried and knelt here was a Japanese face. He said to a Japanese warrior around him, "go up and bring him down. Don't lose face here."

The Japanese samurai promised, quickly stepped on the stage, put up he Lizhi's shoulder and dragged out of the meeting.

Looking at the miserable he Lizhi, Qin Haodong shook his head and couldn't live by doing evil. People like this who can sell their ancestors and nation will naturally come to no good end in the country of Japan. Once they lose their use value, they are not even as good as dogs.

At the end of the game, gambos left the scene, and Qin Haodong turned and walked off the stage. At this time, there was a burst of cheers on the scene, and everyone was cheering for his performance.

After returning to the stage, Tang Qingzhi was the first to greet Qin Haodong and bowed deeply to Qin Haodong.

"Old Tang, what are you doing?"

Qin Haodong quickly reached out and helped him up.

Tang Qingzhi said excitedly, "brother Qin, you helped the old man a lot today and saved China's face. You can afford to worship the old man!"

Qin Haodong said, "as a descendant of China, it's also right to do something for China. Boss Tang doesn't have to."

After several people sat down again, Tang Qingzhi asked, "brother Qin, your hand was so beautiful just now, but the old man really can't understand how your last hand of plum blossom came from?"

Qin Haodong smiled, "it's just some tricks that can't be on the table."

Of course, he can't tell the truth. He just changed the color of ink with the genuine Qi of green wood. From this point, he has separated from the art of painting itself.

On the other side of the kingdom of Japan, Liu shengyifu was so angry that his eyes were red and whispered, "this Chinese, I must kill him!"

Now they have lost three innings in a row. According to the rule of three wins in five innings, they have lost the exchange game, and all this is caused by Qin Haodong. To be exact, it's no wonder that they lost to one person after careful preparation for so long.

"I should have got rid of this man yesterday." Chiba meihuiko said, "but now it's too late. So many people are watching, we can't act rashly."

Liu shengyifu knew what she said was reasonable, took a deep breath of the anger in his heart under the pressure, turned back and said to a young man around him: "Liu shengjingyun, it's your next game. For the honor of our Japanese country and the honor of our Liu Sheng family, this game can only win but not lose, do you hear!"

"Yes, young master!"

Liu shengjingyun bowed his head and stepped onto the stage. Two Japanese attendants followed him closely, carrying an antique Chinese lyre in their hands.

After taking the stage, he said proudly to Qian Duoduo, "in the fourth game, our country of Japan will challenge the Chinese lyre."

Qian Duoduo looked at the order list in his hand and said, "you said to challenge the lyre in the fourth game, but it's not easy to define who wins and who loses in music. How should we judge whether to win or lose?"

This time, because Japan is the challenge side, China has fully carried forward its style. All challenges are put forward by Japan and all challenges are taken over by China. For the fourth item of the lyre, the program list only said the challenge, and did not specify the way.

Liu shengjingyun said, "it's easy to do. I just need to play it. As long as someone here in China can listen to me play a song, even if they win, otherwise it will be our victory."

"What kind of competition is this?" Qian Duoduo looked puzzled.

Not only he, but also the audience didn't understand what the little devil was going to do. If he played a song, he would win? Who can't listen to music? Isn't that a comparison?

"You don't need to ask too much, just do as I say."

Liu shengjingyun found a chair to sit down and asked someone to put the seven Xuan Qin in front of him.

Qian Duoduo turned to Gao Fengwen and Lang Sanyuan and asked, "can we accept the challenge proposed by Japan?"

Although I know that listening to music as Liu shengjingyun said will never be so simple, I can't flinch now. Besides, Lang Sanyuan is proud of himself. Qin Haodong has won three games in a row just now. Now it's finally his chance to show.

"No problem," he said. "We've already said that no matter what kind of challenge they put forward, we'll take it all."

Gao Fengwen doesn't know the rhythm. Seeing that Lang Sanyuan has agreed, he naturally can't say anything more.

Lang Sanyuan added: "I don't have to play in person to deal with players of this level. Just send my disciples."

He turned to a young man in his twenties and said, "Li Mu, you go!"

"Good teacher!"

With that, Li Mu stepped onto the stage and sat opposite Liu shengjingyun.

It's not Qin Haodong who plays in Huaxia. Liu shengyifu and Chiba MEIHUIZI are secretly relieved. They are now vaguely afraid of the young man. They have lost three games in a row. In fact, they have lost to Qin Haodong alone. I'm afraid he will appear on the stage again.

On the stage, Liu shengjingyun glanced at Li Mu and said, "Chinese, are you ready?"

"You can start at any time," Li Mu said

At this time, his heart was extremely confused. He began to learn the piano under Lang Sanyuan at the age of five. Up to now, he has achieved little success. He didn't understand what the devil made him listen to Qu'er.

Liu Shengjing smiled coldly at the corners of his mouth. His slender fingers gently pushed on the lyre, Ding Ding Dong, and the crisp sound immediately sounded. The sound seemed to come from the depths of ancient times and stabbed people's heart.

Experts know whether there is one. Although everyone doesn't like Japanese people, we have to say that Liu shengjingyun plays this piano really well.

He played the famous Chinese repertoire "high mountains and flowing water". The clear sound flowed out between the floating fingers, making everyone present seem to be in the midst of mountains and rivers. Some people even closed their eyes and moved their hearts!

This little devil has great attainments!

Lang Sanyuan is a master of the lyre. He immediately heard that Liu shengjingyun's level was not below him. Fortunately, this guy didn't propose to compete with the lyre, otherwise he was really not sure of winning.

In contrast, listening to music is much simpler. There is no problem listening to this kind of music for three days and three nights.

He secretly rejoices here, but Li Mu knows that this song is no different in other people's ears. It brings people an extremely comfortable enjoyment, but it is a kind of suffering in his ears.

Since the music sounded, Li Mu felt his blood boiling and rushed to his head.

What's going on?

After playing music for such a long time, he had never encountered such a situation. He immediately panicked. He had to try to control his body, but he couldn't control it. A large amount of blood surged up, making his face more and more red, and he felt that his head was about to explode.

"Ah!"

For more than ten seconds, Li Mu uttered a scream, plopped down on the stage and fainted!

"What's going on?" Lang Sanyuan was squinting to enjoy the high mountains and flowing water. Suddenly, he saw his apprentice fall down and was shocked.

Qin Haodong's pupil suddenly shrinks. He has seen what trick Liu shengjingyun is playing. The little devil can kill with sound.

The so-called sound killing technique is to change the human body function through music, and even kill people invisibly. Fortunately, the little devil's attainments are not too deep, otherwise Li Mu's life will be lost just now.

At this time, medical staff rushed to the stage and carried Li Mu down.

Gao Fengwen is also a little confused. Li Mu looks healthy. Why did he suddenly fall down? He said to Qin Haodong, "doctor Qin, please see what's going on?"

Liu shengjingyun on the stage showed a trace of pride and said to the audience, "you Chinese are really sick in East Asia. You are too weak to listen to a song. There are still two opportunities. Who will come next?"

The scene suddenly boils up. What Chinese people hate most is the word "sick man of East Asia". Modern China is no longer the weak country it once was, and can no longer stand the humiliation brought by these four words.

"Little devil, you are shameless. Have you forgotten that you have lost three games in a row..."

"Little devil, don't be complacent. You will lose this game..."

"President Lang, give this little devil some color to see who is the sick man of East Asia..."

Lang Sanyuan is not a martial artist, and he doesn't understand the art of sound killing. At this time, he doesn't understand what trick Liu shengjingyun is playing, but when he sees many people shouting their names, he can only go on the stage.