Traveling through the beast world: I took the system to the pinnacle of life

Chapter 244 244. Implicit and direct

While eating fruit and drinking wine, Grandpa Hai suddenly walked over.

He sighed, with some disappointment and regret in his tone: "I thought I could see you playing that piano."

When Grandpa Hai mentioned this, Song Jinqiao remembered that he had promised Grandpa Hai to play the piano.

Because it was a temporary dance, I forgot to tell Grandpa Hai.

Seeing the disappointment in the old man's eyes, Song Jinqiao couldn't bear it.

After all, she was also to blame for this matter. It was promised before, but it didn't come true in the end.

Grandpa Hai devoted his whole life to studying musical instruments, and now he can finally see the musical instrument he wanted to play, but she broke her promise.

Song Jinqiao wrinkled her nose, her face full of confusion: "How about... I play a piece?"

This old man is also quite nice. When she said she wanted to pay, he also confiscated it.

Sure enough, Grandpa Hai's eyes lit up, his gaze burning: "Is it really possible?!"

Song Jinqiao smiled helplessly: "Okay, no problem, just treat it as the reward for Grandpa Hai making musical instruments for me."

After getting a promise, Grandpa Hai happily returned to his seat. He looked happy, but there was no sense of loss just now, which made Song Jinqiao almost wonder if he had been cheated.

She found a maid and asked her to tell the king.

As soon as the king heard that she was going to play music, he became more energetic and agreed with a smile. When the queen beside her heard it, a smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and she was also looking forward to it.

But Baidi and the others expressed their resentment for her wanting to play the music.

Why haven't they heard of it!

Why didn't they listen first!
Song Jinqiao comforted them helplessly, and then went to the backstage to hold the piano, and then brought stools and wooden tables.

Of course, my partner helped on the wooden table and stools.

When she went backstage, the orcs had already been notified that she would play music, and they were immediately in high spirits.

The little female had amazed them with her dance just now, so they were also excited about her sonata.

Before going on stage, Mu Mu walked in and put something on her, like a conch necklace.

"This thing can amplify the sound." Mu Mu said with a smile.

Song Jinqiao tried to blow a breath, and sure enough, she heard the sound of blowing.

She was quite surprised by this little gadget.

After thanking Mu Mu, Mu Mu stroked her thin lips with a smile, her eyes were clear, and she said shamelessly, "Thank me? Then give me a kiss."

Song Jinqiao glared at him and refused sharply, but it made Mu Mu very sad, of course he acted.

……

In the center of the stage, Song Jinqiao sat on a stool, touched her red ears, and blushed a little at the thought of the song she would sing later being heard by her friends.

[Why is the host blushing? ] The system is a bit strange.

'nothing. '

When the audience was silent, the lights dimmed, and only the sea lantern above her head lit up.

The dim light shone on her expression, so beautiful and glamorous!
Song Jinqiao put both hands on the strings, plucked and sang...

"Through the ancient street after the alley
Beside the blue wall, you look at the setting sun

just because of a casual glance

disturb my thoughts day and night
……

……

send lovesickness to the moon
I hope you can notice
write you poems
send thousands of miles innocent

……

……

You are the first snow soaked in tears

Only then will it be like floating and swaying away from people

You are you dyed red years

Change my black and white and wordless world

 …”

Orcs are always direct and explicit about their feelings. If they like it, they will express it directly, so their feelings have never been implicit, and they have never seen it.

Send their thoughts to everything in the world, expressing that they never thought about it.

In this way, seeing such implicit love, even females are a little obsessed with males.

Sometimes, the best friendship exists in the haze, looming, always lingering in the heart, like a feather scratching at the heart, itchy, but light when touched.

——Author’s words——

Note: Lyrics are not included in the text count

(End of this chapter)