Rebirth: The Curse of Manzhushahua

Chapter 264 Her Qin Has Regressed
Chapter 22 Her Violin Has Regressed
The three Ouyang brothers became silent. Ouyang Yu hesitated to speak for several times, and finally closed his mouth without saying anything. Ouyang Zun closed his eyes, and it could be seen that his face darkened a lot, while Ouyang Jue leaned on the chair , I don’t know what he was thinking, anyway, he has always been like this, taking sleep as his career all day long.

The corners of Feng Jingchen's eyes twitched, and he looked at Wenhui as if he had seen a ghost.

"Why didn't you know about me earlier, that clown girl is Xu Hua's student."

Wen Hui rolled his eyes at him, raised his chin, "You never asked."

Lu Junhao looked at the stage, and saw emotions in his dark eyes, which were actually tumbling all the time.After that incident happened, he talked less and less, and he could get close to An Moran.

And the students who are close behind are in a mess. They listened to their conversation inexplicably. To cut Ouyang Man's finger, everyone said she was the murderer, this matter seems to be getting more and more wrong.

But Ouyang Man on the stage didn't know what happened below, she just stood on the stage, waiting for the halo of No.1 to fall on her head, it was like this every year, and this year was no exception, she She was the last one to appear on the stage, and no one in front could compare to her. This is not her narcissism, but the fact that it is.

The announcer on the stage came onto the stage, and when he saw the order of appearance in his hands, he blinked his eyes strangely, but he still stood in front of the pompous style with a professional smile on his face.

Below, is the last classmate to appear, "Xia Sha from Class A, Grade [-]."

And with this name, the audience was completely quiet. This murderer who was recognized by the whole school as the murderer who hurt Ouyang Man was going to compete now.

Wen Hui and Feng Jingchen unexpectedly looked at An Moran who had been sitting in the same place without wind or rain.

"An Moran," there was really a tacit understanding, and even the voices began to overlap.

"You didn't ask, and I didn't say that she wouldn't participate." An Moran said this irresponsibly without looking sideways. He didn't need to explain to them. He didn't know it now, so why bother talking? words.

Wenhui put her shoulders down in frustration, this An Moran is really unbearable, he did it on purpose, definitely, she glared at him, but he didn't even raise his eyelids, he was so frustrated .

Feng Jingchen shook his head, but there was a faint smile on his lips, he should have thought of it long ago, An Moran, this guy, has always given people uncertain surprises.

Sure enough, this will be a big surprise, but he cares about her face very much, is that okay?Is she okay? Too much worry made him start to feel a little nervous.

Fear is something I've never felt before.

On the stage, a slender but soft figure walked from behind. The light purple floor-length dress, the slightly see-through spun gauze cuffs, and the same color belt wrapped her very slender waist. She is even more feminine, with black hair tied in a knot on her head, and she looks like a woman in ancient costume who walks out of the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. That kind of natural classical temperament cannot be cultivated overnight.

The combination of modern and ancient clothes, with the breath of water mist, seems to be a faint fragrance rising, and a veil of the same color is placed on her face, and only a pair of poles can be seen on her face that cannot be seen clearly. Mei's eyes were clear and transparent, very ethereal, and her faint crescent eyebrows seemed a bit unearthly. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, her appearance shocked everyone.

Xia Sha didn't stop for a few steps, she walked towards her piano, but looked up at the place on the stage, the eyes of the two met, he was looking at her, and she was looking at him.

Mo Ran, you played this song for you, and also for Li Maner and Chu Junting. The love in the last life has finally come to this life. We missed too much time, but when we look back, we finally found each other.

Tian Lai's voice came from her fingertips. Her fingers were long and thin and white. When she opened them, there was no previous stab wound, and her hands were also healed. Maybe it was because of her mood, or maybe it was because of the doctors An Tianran invited. Her fingers recovered very quickly, the clear timbre like pearls and jade was ground out from the delicate strings, and her fingertips trembled slightly, rubbing together, the familiar tone, although it hadn't been moved for a long time, but , some songs, some feelings are born from the bottom of my heart.

Her melody has no fixed track. In fact, she herself is a music score. The sound of the piano is like flowing water. It ripples in the air, and then spreads out, and then spreads out, and the people below are also I began to close my eyes to appreciate this beautiful tone. The sound of the piano is not strong, even very slow, very slow, but there is a gentle feeling rising from the bottom of my heart.

This is the resonance that her violin carries.

Lu Junhao opened his eyes wide, and looked at the woman on the stage incredulously, not because her qin was much better than Ouyang Man, but because, in her qin, there was the shadow of Li Man'er. This feeling, Li Maner has, Xia Sha did, but Ouyang Man didn't.

Feng Jingchen suddenly opened his eyes, he stared at the woman on the stage, with such an expression, all the colors in his eyes froze at this moment when he squinted.

He stood up, ah, so it turned out to be like this, so it turned out to be like this, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, it was wrong from the beginning, it has always been wrong.

"An Moran," he turned his head and looked at An Moran seriously, "Who are you, who are you?"

Until the last trace of piano sound fell from her fingers, she withdrew her hand, stood up, and bent over.

Even people who don’t know how to play the piano can tell that Xia Sha’s piano is definitely the best here, not just because of her piano skills, but because of the feeling the music gives to others. Listening to her piano is a kind of enjoyment that is different from Ouyang Man's.

Ouyang played the qin lightly, but what Xia Sha played seemed to be her heart, but now people have more questions. If she played the qin so well, the one who scratched Ouyang Man's finger at the beginning was the Jedi It won't be her, because, who is the first, as long as there is a match, you will know.

Clap, clap, this is the most intense applause in this game, even for a long time.

Xu Hua also showed his first smile today, but he turned his head and asked Wen Hui who was on the side.

"Wen Hui, Xia Sha hasn't practiced the piano well recently, and has regressed a lot."

Wen Hui just nodded her head. Recently, she has been too busy talking about love, how can she have time to practice the piano, but the sound of the piano is regressed, so her progress is not to scare me to death.

Ouyang Jue opened his eyes, and remembered that it was the violin in that dilapidated house, the violin with its strings cut off, she couldn't practice, so it should be here too.

And he admitted that she was indeed better than her sister, but he felt like he didn't want to think about what happened to Man'er's fingers.

Perhaps, the truth of the facts will really make them unacceptable.

(End of this chapter)