Chapter 680

The voice was very short and was covered. For a moment, I couldn't hear the details. I just felt familiar subconsciously and didn't know whether it was an illusion. Qin Yi didn't have the heart to think about it at this time. The eyes of the whole hall were looking at him

Ann felt that if she was standing and surrounded by a group of people, she might be soaked in cold sweat, but her husband still stood there quietly, upright and upright, with calm eyes and no sense of panic.

After watching Qin play for a long time, he murmured in a low voice: "the blood of Father God Although very weak Where did you come from? "

Qin Yi said with a smile, "if your majesty is interested, we will talk about it in detail after that? Now more important is the concert, isn't it? "

"Prison cow exhibition Yan a smile:" reasonable

Everyone was shocked.

That's it?

Doesn't it matter if he doesn't kneel?

The prisoner said lightly: "the people of Shenzhou do not obey the ceremony in the sea. The blood of the father does not worship the body of the offspring. Sit down. "

The tense atmosphere instantly relaxed, and some people could even hear the voice of some people holding their breath and finally calling out.

The power of no phase and the power of the king, even if it has no performance, can naturally make the subject extremely depressed. I don't know how this Shenzhou man can talk with ease

However, these two words made Qin Yi's impression of the fat house Niu Zi improved countless times in an instant. He was very reasonable. He didn't make Weifu, which was good. After the event, you can make a friend and share his experience.

He sat back and waited for the concert to begin.

Ann quietly pulled his sleeve and whispered, "Sir, you It's very bold. "

Qin Yi said with a smile: "I admire you even more. A house, who is so talkative, was angry with you when you rolled on the ground. You are nobody else."

Ann was very embarrassed. After holding on for a long time, she asked curiously, "Sir, have you never knelt before?"

Qin Yi said, "yes."

"When?" Angie said

Qin Yi looked at the front without expression: "when you are in bed with your teacher's mother."

"Bah." Ann blushed and stopped talking.

However, an old tortoise on the edge of the throne said, "the king's party is held every few years. We are familiar with the rules, so we don't need to talk about it. According to the old rule, we play music in turn, as long as it is related to music, whether it is musical instruments, singing, dancing, or various coordination. Or show skills, or some new ideas, not demanding, no ranking. There's only one, no perfunctory. "

Qin Yi nodded. He really loved music, just for music. It had nothing to do with anything else. What I imagined before was to let the hundred nationalities flatter, or to wrongly treat others At least they didn't mean to, just to enjoy the music of all ethnic groups. Of course, for all ethnic groups, there is a desire to flatter each other, and there is also competition secretly to win the favor of the king. This is another matter.

It's no surprise that An'an has become a ground rolling pillar, which is obviously regarded as "perfunctory". It's no wonder that the cattle were angered People don't ask you to behave well. Even if you are familiar with the rehearsal, you should not step on your skirt and roll down. Rehearsal is not rehearsal, it's not perfunctory

God knows that An'an is not perfunctory, just virtue. I don't know if my performance will be a little normal after my special training of opening the clam shell

The races are already performing in turn.

The first to appear is the snail girl, who are particularly confident in this respect.

Qin Yi also thought that their conch sound was really good, and their skills were extremely superb, almost close to Tao. It's just a pity that if you only use conch, it's still monotonous. If you don't listen to it a few times, you'll feel very good. But what's your feeling after listening to it for tens of thousands of years?

Sure enough, the prisoner was on the chair, and the head of the head leaned against the back of the chair and listened. At first, I was very appreciative of the head shaking. But later, I could not help sighing, which made me feel a little disappointed.

Pour also did not show, wait for snail female to blow, still nod head way: "good, have reward."

The snail girl was very happy to follow the old tortoise to get the reward, but she didn't know what to reward. Then the familiar siren began to sing.

In fact, songs can express more than a single instrument. The voice of sea demon is a world-famous ox fork. In any era, she is a top singer, but there are still some shortcomings.

The temptation, or the sea song. A better image is also missing, quiet, boundless, this kind. You can't expect sea monsters to sing songs of joy, and it's hard to expect to sing praises of beautiful rivers and mountains. These qualities are not related to sea monsters at all.

Although there are many races in the sea, after tens of thousands of years, they are really tired of listening to them.

With the completion of group after group performance, Qin Yi's mind was quite stable. He and An'an may not be good enough in technique, but the image of dancing between two butterflies and flowers is really lacking in the sea, which can definitely be of some use. There is no need to regard this performance as a performance. In this atmosphere, it is more meaningful to have a discussion with all ethnic groups. Obviously, you can feel that after entering the atmosphere, others are also a kind of exchange.After such a long period of cultivation, in fact, most of the ethnic groups have their own interests in music. Let alone imprison cattle, others are also looking forward to the new products of various ethnic groups. Since there is no ranking, there is no tearing force. Once it enters the atmosphere, it will be a music exchange meeting of all ethnic groups.

But it was obvious that the bull was getting more and more disappointed, and almost began to sigh.

Everyone's standard can not be said to be not high, also is not careless, just really tired.

A wisp of flute music floats leisurely, as if the mountain breeze, the fresh flower fragrance faintly disperses, there are birds singing in the air.

Just the first note, it excited everyone in the field.

Everyone turned to see where the flute music came from, and saw the man in green who did not kneel just now. He stood up again with the flute on his lips and the notes sent softly. His manner was leisurely.

There is a butterfly in the flower through, flying up and down, happy and leisurely.

After listening to the flute sound, the captive cow could not help turning his head, as if to see who was behind him. After half turning, he was born to bear it again. His eyes were very surprised.

This technique, the whole music theory and the people behind the screen It's all in one line.

Another flute sounds and another butterfly is chasing behind. Ann begins to make peace.

"POU Leng" once, planted in the flowers.

Qin Yi's cheek twitched.

All of them said, "well

Prison cow:.... "

An an's face flushed and glanced at Qin Yi's expression in a flustered way. Qin Yi shook his head slightly, indicating that there was no need to be nervous. The flute sound became more gentle.

As if the butterfly flying on the flower stretched its wings to pull down the one.

After pulling, the butterfly still rolled under the flowers.

"Poof..." Someone laughed.

The captive cow also smiles, this An'an Last time I came to roll, did you come to sell cute this time?

But in any case, it still brings unprecedented novelty.

Very interesting flute sound, even if butterflies roll, is also interesting.

Seeing that the captive cow was not angry, he was laughing. An'an's heart was stabilized a little, and his courage was gradually strengthened. His performance became much more normal. I have to say that the recent training of opening the clam shell is still very useful. She accepted the crowd more than one level better than before, and her mentality calmed down so quickly.

The big butterfly got down from the flowers and stretched out its wings to the little butterfly again. The little butterfly took it up and flew out happily. Two butterflies were dancing on the flowers, and the lively and lively birds' singing and the fragrance of flowers spread all over the hall.

In the joy, hidden feelings gradually rise, the little butterfly clings to chasing the big butterfly, flying around, reluctant to give up.

The prisoner's head is nodding when he hears it. It's good to say that When I was happy, I suddenly felt a murderous spirit coming from behind me.

The cow blinked and said nothing.

The song is coming to an end.

There was thunderous applause in the hall.

It's not just how skillful she plays. In terms of skills, she is inferior to everyone else. At most, An'an just passed. However, this kind of fresh butterfly dance in the mountains is totally different from the images of various ethnic groups in the sea, which really brings us unprecedented new ideas.

Listening to the applause around, an an is very happy. She looks at Qin Yi beside her with a smile like a flower, and her eyebrows are gentle.

But Qin Yi's face was stiff, and he forgot to put down the flute beside his lips.

Just a moment ago, it seems that you feel murderous? Very familiar with a kind of murderous spirit, like It's like

At this time, behind the screen came a gnashing voice: "I know that bubble girl, flute skills are not as good as ten years ago, if compared with their own, back to the mud! This concert, the worst is this song! Let's get them out of here quickly. I'm upset

Qin Yi's face is green.

The prisoner held out a pair of short hands, touched his chin and looked at Qin Yi. He said, "maybe you all think that this concert is the custom of our king In fact, this meeting was specially organized by Wang Shangqing, who asked her to collect the voices of 100 nationalities. So Since she said that... "

The guards who should have been ready to fork people out looked at each other and were at a loss.

"Wait, wait!" Qin Yi yelled: "elder martial sister, listen to my explanation!"

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