The wolf king of the idle little woman

Chapter 14

A sound fell, and the audience was silent.

"Uh, can this be regarded as dialing?" Sang Mo came back to his senses from the sound he made, looked up and inspected all the stunned people around, and asked a little embarrassed.

Please forgive her for not knowing that she would make such a sound, she really just fiddled with it lightly, but she never expected that the melody of the Han Yuqin is so good, and the sound that comes out is both pure and thorough.It seems that she was fooled by the skeleton of this Han Yuqin. It looks black and looks like it is made of some kind of stone, and it doesn't have any special temperature when touched. This Han Yuqin, even if it is not made of cold The one made of jade should also be made of other ordinary jade.Really underestimated this harp.Looking at Han Yuqin in front of him, Sang Mo couldn't help but whisper in his heart.

"Kowtow to Lord Lord, long live Lord Lord!" To Sangmo's surprise, the people who were with her on the high platform of the ceremony hadn't answered her question, but the thousands of disciples who were behind Sangmo under the high platform Shouted salute in unison.

When Sang Mo heard such a voice that shook the sky, he turned and looked down. The square was already lying on the ground, and every white spot lowered its head with its hands on the ground, pious and humble.

"Kowtow to the lord of the palace, long live the lord of the palace!" After a while, there was a cry from around Sangmo, and Sangmo looked back. At this time, except for herself, everyone else on the high platform of the ceremony was like the people on the square, kneeling He put his hands on the ground and bowed his head to worship her.

Summer couldn't see their expressions, but she could still hear some excitement in their voices.Sang Mo couldn't help but sighed in a low voice: "Oh, it seems that this Han Yuqin is really only played by the destined master, and I can be the master of the Rhythm Hall even if I don't want to. "

"I, Sangmo, have seen everyone's sincerity, so please get up quickly." Looking at the old and small people kneeling in front of him and behind him, Sangmo felt sad in his heart. This person is younger than himself Kneeling her, she would at most think that they worshiped herself.However, these people who are about to catch up with her grandma kneel down on her, and they are living to shorten her life of Sang Mo.Give me a way to survive, she still wants to live a long life!

"Thank you, Lord Palace Master!" After Sang Mo's voice fell, the whole audience shouted again, which made Sang Mo's blood boil and his heart surged, so Sang Mo couldn't control his brain anymore.

"Since everyone is so sincere, then I will play a song for everyone, as a reward for everyone." After everyone got up, Sangmo watched such a scene, and his head got hot for a while, so he opened his mouth and threw out such a sentence, Suddenly the audience was silent again.

After Sang Mo said such words, he also calmed down, and of course he was very annoyed by his hot head.What annoyed Sang Mo was not that he said he would play a piece for everyone, but that in this place where music is composed and musical instruments are made, who is not at the level of a master, who said he would play in front of the masters? A song, and I am at a half-tone level, isn't this playing a big ax in front of Lu Ban's door, and playing an ax at the door of the class?
"Forget it, it's embarrassing to lose it once, the words have already been said, it is impossible to talk nonsense in public." Taking a deep breath, Sangmo murmured to comfort himself.

Stretching out his hands, standing on both sides of the strings of the Han Yuqin, Sang Mo tried hard to recall that he had learned the harp for a few days in the college club Hot Music Club, and only learned two pieces. He picked a simple one, Also more proficient, Liang Zhu--Hua Die.

According to the music score in my mind, I moved my hands lightly, hooked my fingers, and raised lightly, and then fiddled with my ten fingers back and forth on the strings, caressing, and the beautiful melody sailed, light and sentimental.

One song turns into a butterfly, two hearts are chilled, the night is cold and the moon is lonely, and a hundred flowers are left.Unexpectedly, the turmoil would arise for no reason, and it would turn into a colorful butterfly and pass on through the ages.

Sangmo knew that this piece was not suitable for playing at this time, but she knew only two pieces like this, and the other piece was too long, and she was afraid that the longer it was, the more mistakes would be made, so she still played this famous piece through the ages.

In fact, Sang Mo still had a little luck in his heart. This song should not be available here, and it is very short. I believe these people should not see too many mistakes.

Desolate and full of melancholy, Sangmo felt that this song actually fit his mood somewhat, it had nothing to do with love, and he only wanted this encounter.In this world, only you are a different person, this place does not belong to you.

Following his own thoughts, the song came to an end. Sang Mo raised his hand and ended with a high-pitched sound, which also ended his mood.

"Thank you, Sang Mo made a fool of himself. Please forgive me for not playing well." Sang Mo withdrew his hand, turned around, and said to the adults around him with a slightly ashamed sneer.

In fact, Summer felt that she was playing well. She played according to the rhythm remembered in her mind. Although it was not up to the perfect and smooth high level, it still sounded complete.Probably it's been too long since she played it. She played it when she first entered college, and now she can't even play it with numbness.

After a while, Sang Mo withdrew his thoughts and realized that his self-effacing had not received any response from anyone. Is it really that bad?Sang Mo couldn't help looking up at the adults around him, but he didn't want to. These people all looked like they had seen a ghost, their eyes were as big as copper bells, and they looked at her without saying a word.

This scene made Sang Mo couldn't help but suspect that he had done something shocking, because the expressions of these people really scared her, and almost scared her back.

Here, Sang Mo realized that his soul had been frightened back, and someone in the other side had already been frightened and passed out.

"Wu Miao, Miao'er, what's wrong with you?! Wake up!"

I saw the urgent call of the chief lord from the farthest left front from Sangmo.Immediately, everyone saw that the chief lord was holding a girl with closed eyes in his arms, and that girl was the previous Miss Wu Miao who hadn't plucked the Han Yuqin.At this moment, Wu Miao closed her eyes tightly, her face turned pale, and she was already unconscious.

"Ah? What's wrong with Ms. Wumiao? Are you okay?" Seeing someone fainted, Sang Mo couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and quickly reached out his hand to help, but he didn't want to, and he was caught shortly after he stretched out his hand Can't move anymore.

"Hey? Wan Chengheng, why did you catch me?" Looking sideways, it was Wan Chengheng, and Sang Mo frowned slightly. It hurts a bit.

"Don't you feel any pain?" Wan Chengheng didn't look at Sang Mo, but just looked at Sang Mo's grasped hand, then turned around and gave Ze Lan a look, and Ze Lan backed away.

"Uh, there is one point, maybe it's because I haven't played the piano for too long, but it's still tolerable." Sangmo didn't understand what order Wan Chengheng gave Zelan, but she really admired their eye contact ability.

"Look for yourself." After finishing speaking, Wan Chengheng turned up the slender hand of Sangmo that he was holding, and a drop of blood red slowly flowed along the skin to the palm as the hand was turned over.

"Uh, it turned out that I was cut by the strings. No wonder it hurts." Looking at the red blood continuously overflowing from the pulp of his index finger, Sang Mo knew the reason for the numbness in his hand, but for Sang Mo It's just a small injury.

It was a minor injury to Sang Mo, but it was so dazzling in Wan Chengheng's eyes. The mind that was horrified by Sang Mo's ability to play the Han Yuqin just now was completely replaced by this touch of red. Now there is only a tingle in his heart.

Although he had already ordered Ze Lan to get the medicine box, Wan Chengheng didn't want to see the blood continue to overflow, and there was no vulgar thing on his body to wrap it up, so when he decided to wipe it off with the white silk of his sleeve, he was caught. Summer withdrew his hand.

"No, there's no need to stain such a beautiful white silk with such a small injury. What a pity, blood stains are the hardest to wash off." Seeing that Wan Chengheng wanted to use his own sleeve as a white cloth to help her bandage, Summer quickly withdrew his hand.

"Hey!" Maybe he used too much force when he withdrew his hand, and Han Yuqin was next to Sang Mo, so Sang Mo's hand inevitably hit Han Yuqin's skeleton. Let Summer gasp in pain.Just like that, the blood on Sang Mo's index finger also stained Han Yuqin's skeleton.

At this time, the accident came again.

After being stained with blood from Sang Mo's index finger, Han Yuqin suddenly turned completely red, including the strings of Han Yuqin, which were all fiery red.Then, slowly, fiery red cracks bit by bit, and slowly, the cracks fell off one by one, and after a while, a touch of white slowly appeared.

After the cracks fell off completely, a crystal white Han Yuqin with shimmering light appeared in everyone's eyes.

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