The laughter was ridiculed and not malicious, but it was particularly harsh to hear that person's ears, and he sneered: "Even if you only pass two rounds, I am the first name, and I am afraid that you will not get a single point. "

Several people restrained their smiles, and one of them said displeasedly: "Don't be too proud, Lord Dongling, you must know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people."

"Haha, at least in terms of piano competition, there is no one who can beat me, Dongling-Jun." He raised his chin, looked around, and provocatively said, "Who of you dares to come up and try?"

Before a few people could answer, he patted his forehead and sighed, "I forgot, you guys have all competed, and all of you have lost the selection."

"You!" The others glared at him in unison.

Dongling Jun laughed indifferently.

At this time, Yuguang Dongling Jun saw a person walking towards the door, and shouted: "Hey, this little son, you don't seem to have done it before? Why are you in a hurry?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned to the door.

Qi Surong, who was about to leave, stopped and sighed. Originally, she admired the skills of that Dongling-Jun, but she didn't want his character to be so unpleasant. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and she didn't plan to do too much, but he would be unforgiving.

"It's actually here, how can you escape without fighting?" Dongling Jun raised his eyebrows and said, "You look so good, I don't know which academy student you are?"

Qi Surong said lightly, "Yingshuge Zhuofan."

"Is there anyone who understands music in Yingshu Pavilion?" Dongling Jun said in surprise, "It's really disrespectful, disrespectful."

If you are really "incontinent", keep it low-key, don't be so public.

Qi Surong looked at him, as if she saw her former self, she was only high in self-confidence, and her eyes were higher than the top.

"Young Master Zhuo, since Dongling-Jun has already provoked you so much, why don't you give it a try?" Someone next to him voiced support, and the rest also responded.

Qi Surong smiled, walked slowly to the front of the main hall, and saluted the examiner: "Mr. trouble, I want to participate in the competition."

The examiner nodded, wrote her name, and motioned her to draw lots.

The faces of the surrounding people immediately showed excitement, hoping that the young man could take a sigh of relief for them.

Unexpectedly, she drew a bad lot the first time, and it turned out to be the musical instrument Dongling-jun had just given up—Xun.

Everyone's faces became unnatural.

"Hahaha..." Lord Dongling laughed, "It seems that the luck of this young master Zhuo is really bad."

Qi Surong picked up Xun and smiled at Dongling Jun: "What you are short of is not necessarily what others are good at."

Dongling-jun stopped laughing.

"Sir, it's time to start." Qi Surong stopped looking at him and bowed to the examiner.

"Please." The examiner was very fond of this handsome boy. Calm and composure, courteous and thoughtful, and his demeanor shows everyone's demeanor.

Qi Surong calmed down, wiped the xun in her hand with her sleeve, and put it to her mouth... A deep and melodious tune flowed out, round, steady, ethereal, with a peaceful ancient rhythm .

In the hands of the young man, this kind of vulgar device actually blew a graceful meaning. Like the sound of an ancient temple bell, and like the wind in the valley, it seems to wash people's hearts.

The sound of Xun passed through the courtyard wall and entered the arena on the other side.

Many students listened intently, thinking to themselves what kind of musical instrument is this?

As soon as Feng Zhan, Shen Muran and others walked into Xingshi Garden, they heard this unique xun sound.

Shen Muran smiled and said, "It seems that there are also masters in this piano test."

"Let's go and have a look." The two of them walked together to the arena of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

When they arrived, the song just entered the high/tide, the ups and downs were orderly, gentle and soft, and suddenly a high-pitched tone went straight into the sky, then gradually turned low, and finally disappeared in the wind.

"Okay!" The examiner gave a light high-five, with admiration in his eyes.

Dongling-Jun's face was ugly, he stared at Qi Surong angrily, and hummed, "It's just one game."

The examiner gave him a sideways glance, slightly displeased, thinking that even if the young boy gave up the next two performances, he would have to give him the top spot this time.

"Haha." A few people next to him laughed, "How can you be convinced by Dongling-Jun? Although it was only one game, this Young Master Zhuo's skills are much higher than yours."

"Hmph, what skills can you see in one game? You have the ability to have three games in a row."

Qi Surong couldn't tell the difference, and continued to draw lots under the examiner's instruction.

When she opened the signature, she smiled, it turned out to be a flute.

The instrument that Dongling Jun drew in the second game was the flute, which was too coincidental. Qi Surong almost suspected that the examiner had moved his hands and feet, so he secretly looked at the examiner and saw a look of surprise on his face, thinking it had nothing to do with him.

Qi Surong took the flute and looked at Lord Dongling with a half-smiling smile...

☆、Chapter 31: Piano, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting (2)

"It's him?" Feng Zhan saw Qi Surong holding a flute, a surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Do you know?" Shen Muran stared at him, and when he saw the young man's appearance, he was stunned for a moment, feeling somewhat familiar.

"I don't know his name either." Feng Zhan smiled, "I just had a relationship. Come, let's get closer, he's going to start playing."

As soon as the voice fell, the tune had already started.

If the previous Xun Yin was like a prudent and learned old man, then the current flute is like a playful and lively girl, wearing beautiful clothes, dancing in the sea of ​​flowers, and the smart notes are like petals, floating in the air, it seems Can also smell a faint fragrance.

The robes rose with the wind, and the butterflies and birds smelled the fragrance.

A flute sound unfolds like a picture scroll.

There are all men in the Awakening Garden. Hearing such a beautiful flute music, the corner of his mouth unconsciously brought a smile.

It's a delightful tune.

Perhaps the skills are not high, at least the level Dongling-jun showed just now is not lower than her, but the depth of emotion is very different.

Even a layman can clearly feel the difference between the two.

After the song was over, Qi Surong gently put the flute back into the distance, cupped her hands and said, "It's shameful."