Chapter 1239

Cang Song Lin's face was already overcast and was about to drip out of the water.

Of course he knew what the judge was trying to say.

He, Cang Songlin, was honored as the God of folding water music, but only at the age of 50 did he touch the threshold of "happy land".

But the little girl who was despised by Cang Songlin was able to play music at a young age. Isn't this a slap in Cang Songlin's face with red fruits?

How can Cang Songlin mix in the ancient music world?

As for Song Shu and Zhou Ruo, confusion has begun to appear on their faces.

The opponent has mastered the music scene. Do they really have a chance to win?

For the first time, they began to waver in their own strength.

And the other three contestants, needless to say, had already looked at Yao Ling with the eyes of hell.

This feeling is like a tug of war in kindergarten, the opposite suddenly mixed into an Olympic champion.

Don't be such a bully!

How can people compare?

On the stage, night Hong looks at Yao Ling's back, the corner of the mouth slightly a hook.

Of course, he knows about happy land.

The reason why Yao Ling is allowed to play solo today is that he has the idea of opening up Yao Ling's music scene.

Yao Ling is talented and has great potential for ancient musical instruments, especially Guqin.

Night Hong can't bear this kind of talent waste, painstakingly will Yao Ling's potential.

This poem "winter in winter" is also made for this purpose.

And the result, it seems, is very satisfactory.

"Ding! Self created ancient music, music creation ability + 1, music ability + 1! "

"Ding! Help others to break through the happy land, the education ability + 1! "

At the end of the song, the cold wind stops.

The audience, immersed in the chill, shivered and woke up one after another.

With the pause of the music, the hot and dry weather again attacked the hearts of the people.

"Ah! It's so hot

"Why stop?"

The audience was discontented and said, "keep playing!"

"Keep playing!"

"Keep playing!"

At the beginning, there were only a few voices, and then more and more voices were heard, and gradually they gathered into a storm of waves, and one wave overtook another. Finally, it was as shocking as a mountain.

Yao Ling originally because of the joy of breaking through the realm, is grateful to see ye Hongshi, but was shocked by this sound wave, can not help but cast a look to night Hong for help.

"Brother Hong, what should I do?"

Ye Hong sneered and said with a smile: "ignore them. It's their great honor to be able to hear a piece of Xiaoling's music. There's no need to get used to them."

"Well, listen to brother Hong!"

Yao Ling said happily.

She is obedient to Yehong now.

Not only because of the wonderful relationship between Yehong and Yao's family, but also the reason why Yehong helped her break through the happy world today.

Born in a family of ancient music, she certainly knows how difficult it is to be born into a happy land.

According to the records, the Yao family has not had more than ten fingers of people born with a happy life for thousands of years, which shows the difficulty of this matter.

Now Yao Ling even found that he broke through because of a song written by Yehong. How can he not produce a full worship?

Even the host of the competition had a long time to reflect.

He took a look at Duanmu Chengya on the stage. Seeing that Duanmu Chengya nodded, he opened his voice and roared in the biggest voice of today: "now - start the judges' scoring link"

the five judges looked at each other and began to mark the five winners.

They were tangled.

If there is no such thing as happy land, they will not hesitate to give the highest score to Yitian Tulong combination.

But now they are in a dilemma.