Cheng Qingxuan sat in the center of the square, her slender fingers plucking the strings, and the soothing melody slowly flowed.

The white skirt flutters.

Long hair flying.

The moment the guzheng sounded, Lu Beichuan was stunned for a moment, and the confidence on his face slowly faded away, replaced by a look of horror.

The sound of the Guzheng is neither anxious nor impatient, like a stream, flowing gurgling, gentle and gentle, quiet and quiet.

"Zheng!"

As the performance continued, the speed gradually accelerated. Before I knew it, the sound gradually rose, as if it was floating outside the sky, soaring straight up, ethereal, excited, breaking through all the constraints.

It's coming to an end.

Cheng Qingxuan slowly raised her head and sang slowly with a clear voice:

"Listen to the strings, break those three thousand obsessions!"

"Look at the flowers falling, the wind ripples when they fall!"

"Crush the world, crush the long-lasting wish of half a lifetime!"

"Who sympathizes with that eternal sleep!"

...

The lingering sound fell.

Cheng Qingxuan smiled indifferently, hugged the Guzheng and left the center position.

After a long time, the stands were still silent. Even the dispute between the two houses of the previous two terms did not occur.

"This girl has really learned it."

Qin Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly. He only played it three times, and most people couldn't remember it at all. But Cheng Qingxuan not only remembered it all, but also performed it perfectly, which shows his attainments in piano skills.

Finally, the others came to their senses.

"Immortal song."

"It's worthy of being Cheng Qingxuan, only she can play this kind of song."

"I heard from the people in Yunshui Pavilion that this song is called 'Piaomiao' and is extremely difficult."

...

"Impossible, this is impossible."

Lu Beichuan was shocked and showed an incredible look on his face.

Before this, he looked down on Cheng Qingxuan at all and was confident that he would crush the other party in terms of talent, but when the guzheng sounded, he knew what the gap was.

Chen Yiqi said: "Beichuan, it's your turn."

Lu Beichuan widened his eyes, turned around with difficulty, and looked at Zhao Xiaojing beside him.

Zhao Xiaojing's face was pale and she whispered: "Can you abstain from power?"

"What?"

Chen Yiqi asked in surprise: "You guys are playing with me, don't you say you two can win?"

Lu Beichuan was speechless.

win?

What to win?

Cheng Qingxuan's song is flawless, and the zither and zither of them are like garbage. If they go up and play, wouldn't they laugh out loud?

Lu Beichuan sighed and said, "Director, we both lost and abstain from it."

"Are you two fooling me?"

Chen Yiqi turned his face and said coldly: "I came with a mission this time and said I would win any game. I had already praised Director Bai just now and said that you two must win. Now it's your turn, and actually told me to abstain from it?"

"Director, we really can't win." Zhao Xiaojing had a bitter face. Her confidence had been destroyed by Cheng Qingxuan.

Chen Yiqi gritted his teeth and shouted: "Even if he can't win, he can't abstain."

He wanted to die now. If Lu Beichuan's family had not been rich, Chen Yiqi would have to scold him hard. It would be so fucking annoying. He could not be as good as bragging to me. He had already promised him with his superiors and said he would definitely win.

Now, it's a big deal!

"Why are you standing there? Go!"

Chen Yiqi stared at the center of the square.

Lu Beichuan had a cold face and directed the free fighting team members, asking them to move the instruments up, and then led Zhao Xiaojing to the center of the square with his teeth.

"Keichuan, I'm too nervous."

Zhao Xiaojing's face turned pale and her arms were constantly trembling.

Lu Beichuan frowned. He needed to be calm when playing the piano. If he was confused, it would affect his performance.

"It's okay, Qin Yan will make a fool of himself later. It's not too embarrassing that we are not ashamed of Cheng Qingxuan."

Lu Beichuan comforted him a few words, adjusted the strings, and then started playing. But at the beginning, Zhao Xiaojing made a mistake, disrupting the rhythm of the two of them. Lu Beichuan was not much better. Because he tried too hard, the strings broke directly with a bang.

The sound came to an abrupt end.

"Shh!"

There were huge boos sounds from the surrounding stands, covering the sky and crushing them away.

It's over!

If they play to the end, even if they make mistakes, they will lose to Cheng Qingxuan at most. But now the strings are broken and they will make a joke, which is a shame.

Chen Yiqi ran over and asked, "There are all the latest instruments, why are the strings broken?"

"I'm too hard!"

Lu Beichuan's face turned pale, he looked at the guqin in front of him and sighed.

However, this is good, so I won't play any more.

Chen Yiqi's legs became weak and almost fell to the ground. It was over, everything was over, the strings were broken, what else could he compare to?

"Forget it, abstain!"

Just as he wanted to give up, a cold voice came from behind him.

"Get out!"

Chen Yiqi was stunned for a moment, turned around and saw Qin Yan standing behind him, staring at him indifferently.

"You told me to get out?" Chen Yiqi was already holding back his anger and was almost on the verge of an outbreak.

"Yes, you two, get out of here too."

Qin Yan pointed to Lu Beichuan and Zhao Xiaojing and said coldly: "I said, you guys are trash, it seems that they are not wrong at all. Haha, after practicing musical instruments for so long, they can't even grasp the strength. They have the face to mock me. Are you worthy?"

In just a few words, the anger of the three almost ignited.

Lu Beichuan roared: "What the hell are you? What else can you do except fight?"

"Yes, just a reckless man. Our Beichuan can play the piano at least, where are you?" Zhao Xiaojing laughed.

Chen Yiqi pointed at Qin Yan and said in a deep voice: "Let's get out, right? Then we'll get out. Aren't you awesome? Come on, the strings are broken. Let's see how you play them?"

Qin Yan didn't say anything. After they finished speaking, they spoke: "Haha, I said, you can't win the South Courtyard. I, Qin Yan, can win. I said you are trash, but I don't admit it, I'm optimistic."

The words fell.

Qin Yan pushed Lu Beichuan away, stood directly in front of the guqin, singing leisurely:

"A palace, named Piaomiao, locks in how many infatuated resentment?"

"A cliff, fame is returned, how many sad faces are entangled?"

...

When he arrived here, Qin Yan stopped his voice and looked at Cheng Qingxuan in the distance, showing a smile.

He said lightly: "Even if Piaomiao is good, it is just a flower in the moon water in the mirror, invisible and intangible. Only hope of returning is the real expectation."

After saying that, he cut off another string with a stroke of his finger. Originally, seven, but now only five are left.

"Five strings?"

Lu Beichuan was stunned and vaguely thought of something.

In ancient times, the guqin was originally five strings, which evolved into seven strings after later development, but for some ancient songs, only five strings were enough.

Lu Beichuan exclaimed: "Does he want to play it in ancient ways?"

At this moment, Qin Yan raised his arm and pressed it on the strings, and a syllable suddenly appeared.

"Buzz!"

The sound was very light and quickly disappeared into the noise around him.
To be continued...