All of a sudden, a voice came out. In the quiet hall, the voice was not big and clearly spread into everyone's ears.
Suddenly, everyone's eyes moved away from Pipa and fell on the woman.
The smile at the bottom of the woman's eyes deepened a little, and she stretched out her finger and gently waved: "this, naturally no If I can't prove it, how can I make you believe that this Qin is Fengming Qingyin? "
"But it's a pity that although I can play it, it attracts hundreds of birds. But I can't attract the Phoenix, so I'm not the one who is destined for Fengming Qingyin. "
All of a sudden, everyone's eyes are open a little bit.
Phoenix?!
The Phoenix?!
It's very hard to believe that it can attract a hundred birds. As a result, if the pipa meets someone, can it still attract the Phoenix?
"In order to prove that what I said is true, I'll verify it for you."
The woman's voice fell, just the silence of the audience, suddenly burst out a burst of suction, prove that?! Does this mean that they can see hundreds of birds flying over here?!
A pair of eyes are red up, shortness of breath, but do not dare to breathe loudly, afraid of a moment will fly over the birds to scare away. Staring at the pipa quietly placed on the wooden shelf, it emits the red and pure voice of Fengming!
If you play it, you can really lead a hundred birds to us. It's already a very bad thing!
Even if you can't attract Phoenix, what can you do!
Anyway, Phoenix is the legendary god!
At this time of the day, will they be able to see the situation in the legend? How can they suppress their mood and make themselves not excited!
"Now, I'll give you a witness. The power of Fengming Qingyin is really powerful!"
The woman sat on the round stool that someone had just moved over and held the lute in her arms. See her, slender fingers slightly pluck strings, a sound pondering, that constantly trembling voice hovering in people's ears, around them.
Murongsheng doesn't know the name of the music played by women. But the sound of the piano is melodious and resounds throughout the auction hall.
Even though murongsheng didn't know much about pipa, he could still tell how superb this woman's piano skills were. At the same time, I can feel that the craftsmanship of this lute is really excellent.
Just as everyone was immersed in the sound of a woman's pipa, someone suddenly cried out: "bird! Birds come! Bird
This voice interrupted everyone's thoughts, let everyone open their eyes, do not know where the bird from the second floor window flew in, through the second floor box flying in the hall. Above the hall, circling.
As women play more and more music, more and more birds come, hovering over the hall. With the deep and melodious sound of pipa, it is a rare anecdote in a hundred years!
It is particularly shocking for the vendors who set up stalls outside the auction to see the birds drilling into the auction from outside.
They don't know what happened in the auction outside, but looking at the scene, they all began to talk about it, thinking about what happened in it.