Except for the two sisters, no one was informed of the situation in advance.

As for Qin Zhengxiong, it seemed that he had been prepared for a long time.

Could it be that the secret between himself and his sister was leaked, and Qin Zhengxiong knew it in advance.

What she didn't know was that Qin Zhengxiong didn't know about the other party's conspiracy at all, it was just a whim.

After taking the sheet music from Qin Zhengxiong, Xia Qingqing blinked her eyes in confusion.

Because he has never seen this kind of score, or even listened to others play it,

However, if his young master gave him such a thing, he would definitely meet the expectation in the other party's eyes.

Then Xia Qingqing straightened her figure, slowly opened the sheet music, placed it on the height-adjusted cloud platform, plucked the strings a few times, and began to test the sound.

Raise the small arms, adjust the posture, wait until all the preparatory actions are over, and then start the first section of playing,

When the sound of the strings of the guqin sounded, everyone at the scene felt their heartstrings, as if at this moment, they were caught by the sound of the piano,

A poignant love story unfolds in everyone's mind like a picture scroll.

There are even quite a few sentimental women who, after hearing this part of the piano sound that burst into tears, couldn't help shedding tears secretly, and were gently wiping their tears with a handkerchief.

Xia Qingqing, who was playing, also felt that this piece of music was simply a stroke of genius, and it actually possessed such a long penetrating power and appeal, "making those who listen to it intoxicated.

Qin Zhengxiong, who took out the score, was sitting on a table and chair not far away, holding the saucer in his hand, and he didn't know when he stopped suddenly.

Time imperceptibly, every minute and every second is passing by.

Everyone present, including Ji Fengyun, Xia Wanqing, Xia Qinglin and others. Even those who don't understand music are all immersed in the music of this poignant love story

A few minutes later, Xia Qingqing, who finished playing, got up gracefully and returned to Qin Zhengxiong's side again.

"This song has unparalleled penetrating power and appeal, which makes people want to stop. By the way, I don't know what the name of this song is~."

"The name of this piece is A Chinese Ghost Story, but no matter how good the score is, it still depends on the skill of the player to fully express it.

".~In the whole world, apart from Qingqing, there is probably no other person who can play this song so vividly."

When Qin Zhengxiong was talking indifferently, he also gradually shifted his vision to Xia Wanqing who was still in the same place, seemingly immersed in the sound of the piano.

"I lost, this piece is indeed very rare, and the level of the performer is quite high, I feel ashamed."

Xia Wanqing, who had reacted from the trance, slowly lowered her arms (Nuo Wang's), the complacency just now was completely gone at this moment, and she muttered to herself with lifeless eyes.

Although Xia Wanqing has such self-confidence, she will never lose to anyone in terms of piano sound,

But at this time, after seeing the piece Xia Qingqing played, Xia Wanqing knew that there was no need to continue the competition.

My own defeat is certain, if I really go to the stage to compete, I will definitely be the one who will be ashamed at that time. .

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