bad bad prince unbridled love

Chapter 280 Okay, how do you want to compare?
"Okay, how do you want to compare?" Feng Qingqing asked again, as if she didn't care about winning or losing.

"You and I play together, each piece, regardless of the length of the piece, just see who will make more mistakes due to the interference of the other party or the outside world." Liu Zixian said.

But she had a cunning idea - when Feng Qingqing agreed, she would play the repertoire of her own creation, and even if she played it wrong, no one would know that she was wrong.

Feng Qingqing recalled the events of her previous life.

——On Taifei Jing's birthday that year, Liu Zixian insisted on playing the piano with her. She chose a well-known piece of music, while Liu Zixian chose a piece of her own creation. In the end, Liu Zixian naturally won everyone compliments.

But she snapped a string and hurt her finger.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Mujing rushed over to pick her up and left. Concubine Jing also said that she had no manners at all because of this incident.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingqing's eyes showed a little tenderness, she looked at Xuanyuan Mujing, and smiled at him.

Xuanyuan Mujing's face was originally gloomy, but the ice and snow melted in an instant, his eyes were full of pampering and tolerance, it is estimated that no matter what request Feng Qing made at this moment, he would nod and agree.

Feng Qingqing's face blushed a little, she turned her head a little embarrassed, and then asked Liu Zixian coldly: "Then what if the song you play is your own creation?"

Liu Zixian's heart sank suddenly, what?This Feng Qing can even guess her thoughts?

"Then why don't you just play your own tunes? There's more content in the competition, let's see who composes better tunes, whose piano skills are more superb, who plays more shockingly, etc."

She didn't believe that Feng Qingqing could also create her own repertoire.

"So, that's okay." Feng Qing nodded, and had already decided on the tune to play in her heart.

Shocking isn't it?Is it enough to have a thousand troops?

The two of them sat down at the piano table one after another and tried the sound first.

Without showing fairness and justice, the violins sent by the court ladies are all made by the same violin maker, with similar weight, quality, and timbre.

Liu Zixian auditioned very carefully, and every movement was standard. She plucked the strings lightly with her fingers, and first of all, she played a short piece of beautiful and difficult piece of music, which made people look forward to her piano skills a little more .

Feng Qingqing just put her hands on the strings, plucked them casually a few times, making out of tune noises, and said she was ready.

Xuanyuan Minglie personally announced the beginning of the piano competition.

Liu Zixian began to play gracefully. It was indeed a piece of music she had never heard before. It was obviously composed by herself. The continuous picking, picking, hooking, wiping, pushing, and chopping on the strings... The movements are so fast that the eyes of the observers are dazzled. It is impossible to pick out her playing the wrong place, and it is impossible to see her movements clearly .

Naturally, some compliments came.

"This piece is really fast. If it were me, not to mention being able to play the piece so nicely, it would be difficult to get the melody right."

"This princess Xian's piano skills are really good. I think the regent princess may lose in this category."

"Why is the regent princess still not moving? Could it be that seeing Princess Xian's actions, she already knows that she can't win?"

"...Don't speak too early. Princess Xian is not bad, but who knows if the regent princess is even stronger? I understand it. Our regent princess has been hiding her secrets from now on. What! It is the regent who has discerning eyes and sees that she is different..."

"I also agree with this. What kind of person is the regent? He can choose Feng Qingqing as the regent princess. It must be that Feng Qingqing has something special. Wait and see. Not good who will win."

Accompanied by the word "win", Feng Qingqing finally moved.

Her gaze was straight ahead, and she didn't even glance at the strings from the corner of her eye. A song "House of Flying Daggers", which she was all too familiar with, sounded from her fingers that spanned two lifetimes.

Chu Xiyan's eyes lit up, and she blurted out, "The victory has been decided."

In terms of shocking, no matter how brisk and melodious Liu Zixian played, how could it compare to Feng Qingqing's "House of Flying Daggers"?This is the momentum and coercion of thousands of troops!
But it was only the first stanza, and the sound moved the world, completely suppressing Liu Zixian's song, as if dragging everyone into the battlefield in an instant, the golden drums and battle horns sounded in unison, and everyone shouted, this is the formation of the soldiers before the battle .

Later, during the decisive battle between the two armies, the sound of horseshoes, clashes of knives and swords, and shouts were intertwined and ups and downs, vividly expressing the ruthlessness of the battlefield and the struggle of life and death...

When those noble ladies heard such a tune, they held their breath and their expressions were tense.

Those men who had their own ambitions in their hearts all looked excited, as if the blood had already boiled in their bodies...

(End of this chapter)