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After" Beauty ", Yan Yun played" Empty Flower "," Reverse Flow "," The Present and the Former "… Wait a minute.

There was no applause from the audience. Everyone was immersed in the beautiful sound of the zither. No one had the time to clap, let alone interfere with the alluring sound from the clapping.

It was only when Yan Yun left his seat and bowed to the tens of thousands of people below the stage that the crowd erupted into applause.

People could almost see another rising star in the piano industry, and this new star was none other than one of their Chinese people.

they were cheering for the talent of their countrymen, cheering for Yan Yun's outstanding zither arts.

Everyone from the famous piano industry looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. They wanted to kill this successor of Pei Yun's, but they could not find any fault with it.

If one were to talk about the loophole in Yan Yun's zither skills, it would be that he did not have the unique spirit that Pei Yun had when he was playing, but those skills were unique to Master Pei Yun. If Yan Yun was not good, then everyone would not be able to play these pianos.

Furthermore, they realized that Yan Yun's zither skills were already on the verge of reaching that realm. This was what they were most worried about.

When Yan Yun walked off the stage, the cheers did not stop for a single moment. The audience sent him off with warm applause, welcoming the arrival of the proud Hua Xia, the great pianist Pei Yun.

The old man was dressed in a long robe, and his body was always straight. He greeted everyone with a smile and then sat down in front of the piano.

The light was simple and monotonous, but when the old man's zither music rang out, the spacious hall immediately seemed to be filled with spirituality. An indescribable unique scent. Besides the old man, there was no one else in the world that could play it.

As for Yan Yun, he was only trying his best to move towards that direction.

Time seemed to stop at this moment. Everyone held their breath and focused all their attention on listening. Everything around them, including the air, seemed to be filled with a lively aura that was jumping along with the music.

However, Yan Yun knew, this was the effect of the old man suppressing his zither arts. The old man's zither arts were superb, if he were to use his hands and feet to play, all sorts of strange phenomena would occur.

The old man seemed to have comprehended the heavenly music in the Heavenly Palace, if he really played it, it would be too shocking, the old man obviously did not want that to happen, so he would only play for Yan Yun in private, only then would he enjoy himself.

Behind the curtain, Yan Yun was carefully observing the black mass below the stage. However, there were simply too many people, he was unable to differentiate between normal people and normal people at the moment.

Suddenly, a faint gust of wind appeared beside Yan Yun, and Mei Ying's figure appeared.

"7 people, not a SS grade special ability user." Mei Ying's words were very simple.

Yan Yun was shocked. Although Mei Ying's way of speaking was concise, the two of them had been partners for so long, he could completely understand how serious Mei Ying's tone was.

Seven people, they were all not SS ranked special ability user. In other words, these seven all exceeded the strength of SS ranked special ability user.

Although these seven people were only here to listen to the old man's zither music, it was hard to not feel happy when they heard it. They wanted to detain the old man and specifically play for him.

This was a dangerous signal, Yan Yun did not want anything to happen to the old man, so he had secretly planned for the concert to start with with a strong burst of energy, but the pressure brought by the seven of them, was still pressing down on his heart like a mountain.

"How strong are you exactly? It couldn't be a 'spirit rank'! " Yan Yun asked.

Mei Ying shook his head and said: "The Spirit levels are split into the 'Half-spirit Level' that have yet to be fully initiated, and the 'Lower Spirit Level' that has officially stepped into the doorstep. 'Middle Spirit Level', 'Upper Spirit Level', 'Peak Spirit Level', and 'Peak Spirit Level', no matter which type, their strength is completely unfathomable. This group of people have almost reached their level, and I am unable to check their strength, but one thing is certain, any random person would be able to sweep us away."

Yan Yun frowned slightly. The strength of these seven people had already exceeded his imagination, since Mei Ying said that anyone of them would be able to sweep them away, then he should not be mistaken.

This pressure was not like that of a mountain, but that of seven mountains!

What should Yan Yun do?

Unmatched! This was certain, but Yan Yun was even more certain that he would not surrender, allowing this group of people to bring the old man away.

After thinking for a moment, Yan Yun suddenly asked: "If you go all out, could you fight against one person?"

Mei Ying shook his head and said: "I can at most block them for a moment."

This time, Yan Yun was in an even more difficult situation. Among these seven, even if King Wanshang Rong Lie came, he would most likely only end up dead.

"How about this! After the concert, let's go to the hotel in full view! I do not believe that they would dare to do such a thing. If they were to go against over a hundred thousand citizens of China, they would only end up drinking their own blood. " Yan Yun's expression hardened, and continued, "The other brothers, go back. If they really fight, it would be a waste of their lives."

Mei Ying nodded, then turned and left.

Yan Yun then exhaled deeply and continued looking down from the stage, at the countless seats.

The sound of the zither was like the tinkling of a stream, flowing through the hall. Everyone's expressions were calm, their brows relaxed, as if at this moment, even their souls were floating.

Ordinary people could only have this kind of feeling, but for people like Yan Yun, who listened to the zither music of the old man, they had a different feeling. The increase in their hearts and minds would allow them to travel even longer in the future.

Under Yan Yun's careful observation, he finally saw someone unusual. It was a middle-aged man, and his entire body was enveloped by a long black robe. He wore a brown cowboy hat, and the hat's brim was pressed down so low that people couldn't see his face and expression.

Although he was hidden within the crowd, when Yan Yun looked at him, he suddenly felt a sense of fear. This feeling, was like a sheep seeing a tiger, and was born with a fear coming from the depths of its soul.

The middle-aged man's senses were unbelievably sharp, when Yan Yun looked at him, he instantly noticed it.

Lifting his head, the muscles on his pale face twitched as he made a smiling expression.

Yan Yun was startled, the middle aged man was like a wandering ghost. Although he was expressing his good will, but when a ghost smiled at him, although he was expressing his good will, you would still be shocked.

"I've really seen a ghost in broad daylight." Yan Yun cursed in a low voice. Facing this group of people with terrifying strength, he truly felt powerless.

"Hehe!" Young man, we mean no harm. "

A voice that was faintly discernable came from beside Yan Yun's ears. When he once again raised his head to look at the middle-aged man, he had already lowered his head and continued to listen to the old man's zither music.

Secret transmission?

Yan Yun was shocked, this technique was too miraculous, it was much more convenient than using a phone.

Although the other party was expressing his good will, Yan Yun did not dare to let his guard down. His opponent's strength was too terrifying, and he was truly unable to see the bottom of the abyss. Facing such a person, even if his opponent had only made a slight movement, Yan Yun had no choice but to raise his spirit to fight him with all his might.

Moreover, this group of people were too secretive and their actions were capricious. Who knew if they would change their minds in the next moment?

Yan Yun did not like being passive, and did not like being unknown. He liked being in control of everything, and he could deal with any variables easily, but facing this group of people, Yan Yun was obviously not able to do this, which made him feel depressed. If he knew earlier, he would have advised the old man not to start this concert.

Just the discovery of one person caused Yan Yun to feel a strong sense of oppression, and there were seven people in the opponent's group … Yan Yun didn't think about it anymore. If he continued to think about it, he was afraid that he would go crazy.

The old man played a total of five songs before leaving the stage under the reluctant gazes of the crowd. This was not because the old man was a big shot, but because the old man's energy was limited. Furthermore, the music he played was extremely taxing, so it was rare for him to be able to play five songs at once.

The performance had finally ended with people reluctant to part with him. The banquet was different from the manic atmosphere when facing ordinary celebrities; they did not try to force the old man to stay. Everyone could understand that they did not want to "go all out", and if the old man really did collapse, then it would be very difficult to hear the old man's zither notes in the future.

Many of the celebrities present, who were listening to the elder's concert, felt envy in their hearts when they saw the pattern of tens of thousands of people leaving! When they were having their concert, they were stopped by a group of fanatical fans. It was even harder to get out of this predicament than going through all five trials and six trials.

"When will I be able to leave so easily at a concert? I'll definitely hold a few more." A certain famous celebrity exclaimed.

"Haha …" Dream on! XXX, you truly do not know your place, to think that you can compete with Master Pei Yun. "

"Hehe!" "No, I was just sighing."

"Come on! The next time we hold a concert, remember to wear a few more underwear.

"…" The one who lamented a little bit smiled bitterly, thinking, he had already worn eight pieces last time, so against those fanatical fans, eight hundred pieces would probably not be enough.

Behind the curtain, Yan Yun and Mu Jing supported the old man and left.

"Hehe!" Why are you helping me? Why, do you really think I'm old! " The old man pretended to be angry.

"No!" Uncle, how are you getting old? But it's not easy to leave this dark place. " Yan Yun said.

Mu Jing rolled her eyes at the side, thinking, the lights in the surroundings are too bright, your reason is too far-fetched!

Walking out of the music building, he found himself in a huge convoy. The media reporters were already waiting for him.

"Hahaha!" "Master, don't worry. We know your style and will not make things difficult for you. However, you are the mysterious successor."

"…"

Hearing the teasing voices of the reporters, Yan Yun knew that he was doomed. He did not retreat, since the old man was going to push him over, the group of reporters were all television station's reporters with high viewership ratings, and even though they promoted it for free, it was not bad.

"May I ask, mysterious successor, what is your name?" A reporter asked first.

"Yan Yun, Swallow Mountain's Swallow, Cloud of the Clouds." Yan Yun pointed to himself and smiled confidently: "It's my honor, I have the same name as old uncle."

"Haha!" No wonder you are so destined, Yan Yun, do you know that your zither arts all come from the Master Pei Yun? "

"Haha …" You are all wrong, Yan Yun's zither arts were developed due to hard work, at most, I can play a guiding role. " The old man laughed heartily and replied: "I think that if I didn't say it, Yan Yun would have been able to rely on himself to reach my current position. I was only speeding up his pace."

The old man was a righteous person, so he was known for being open and honest. The reporters believed what he said, and the truth was the same.

Yan Yun, I heard that you participated in the < Autumn Mozart Performance > some time ago and obtained the championship in one fell swoop, is that true? "

Yan Yun nodded, these reporters were truly well-informed.

Only then did the other reporters understand what the reporter had said. All of them hurriedly took out their pens and wrote it down.

"Yan Yun, can you tell me how old you are?"

"I'm on my way to being 19. I'm honored to tell everyone that I'm already an adult."

"Hahaha …" The reporters laughed loudly. With Yan Yun being so easy to interact with, it would be convenient for them to inquire further.

"Then Yan Yun, is your profession still a student?"

"And, do you have a girlfriend?"

"How many years have you been practicing the piano?"

"How old are you since you stopped wetting the bed?"

It was only then that Yan Yun noticed an important problem. There was no limit to the gossip, but his easygoing attitude had actually made this group of reporters even more anxious. They had even started to ask about his privacy.

How old do you start not wetting the bed?

I started not wetting the bed the year before last, do you believe me?