No. 1 rich family abandons young

Li Shuyao glanced at Shen Lang's leaving back, sighed and shook her head.

Wang Ziwen at the side comforted: "Shu Yao, don't be sad, maybe he is just in a bad mood and didn't intend to run into you."

"It would be nice if he could have half of you." Li Shuyao looked at Wang Ziwen and said.

Time flies, and the performance of the annual meeting is about to begin.

However, Li Hanlin had just received the news that the son of an aristocratic family from the capital had something urgent to deal with and would not arrive until two hours later.

With so many people who came to the annual meeting of the Li family, they couldn't just sit here and wait.

"Young Master Xie has something to do at the moment, Shu Yao, go and arrange the performance, it will start right away."

Li Hanlin thought about it, and waited for Mr. Xie to arrive before welcoming him grandly.

"Okay grandpa, please also invite the thousand-year-old Tangqin. I'll change my clothes and perform the pipa first." Li Shuyao nodded.

Finally, the performance of the annual meeting was about to begin. The Li family specially prepared a large stage in the main hall, and Li Shuyao was the core figure of this annual meeting.

As soon as Li Shuyao came on stage, applause and cheers erupted immediately from the audience, both men and women praised this beautiful woman.

Especially those rich young masters of similar age, staring straight at Li Shuyao in ancient costume on the stage.

She is covered in red clothes, her temples are pulled high, and the jade hairpin is horizontal. Under her slender jade neck, there is a piece of creamy white jade, which is half hidden.

The plain waist is tied, but there is no grip, and a pair of slender, moist and well-proportioned legs make people feel infinite reverie.

Although Li Shuyao was usually handsome, she also had a charming and flamboyant side when she wore a red dress.

Especially those big eyes, smiling, charming and seductive, covered by water and mist, rippling with charm, the corners of the small mouth are slightly raised, and the vermilion lips are slightly parted, wanting to attract a kiss.

In fact, Li Shuyao is not a seductive woman in her bones, but her innate conditions are really good, no matter she is wearing red clothes or white clothes, she is all charming.

The young rich young masters in the audience were all staring at the stage obsessively, all eyes were on Li Shuyao.

"It's a blessing in life to be able to marry Li Shuyao!"

"Li Shuyao, who usually looks quiet and elegant, can be so charming!"

"This leg is really beautiful, Wang Ziwen is so lucky!"

"For a beauty like Li Shuyao, that bastard Shen Lang actually wants toads to eat swan meat, hahaha what a beautiful idea!"

Li Shuyao picked up a pipa and began to play and sing "Mountain Ghost".

Fingers are green and moist, and singing is like a thrush.

Half holding the strings, the strings are clanging, and the pearls fall on the jade plate.

Calling Li Shuyao the number one talented woman in the provincial capital, she can indeed deserve this title.

In addition to being proficient in traditional Chinese painting, Li Shuyao is also an expert in folk music and ancient music.

Everyone in the audience was fascinated by the performance, and even those who could not understand the rhythm were amazed by the performance at the moment.

Shen Lang closed his eyes slightly, listened quietly, nodded slightly, and affirmed Li Shuyao's song "Mountain Ghost".

"Not bad, not bad, although not half as good as my master Qin Yuyan, but also better than most pipa musicians."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, it immediately attracted disdain and ridicule from the surrounding people.

"You really have the face to say, Li Shuyao is the number one talented woman in the provincial capital, what is your master?!"

"No wonder Li Shuyao hates you. A person like you who is not very capable and has a good tone deserves to be rejected!"

"Have you ever learned the pipa? Are you proficient in temperament? Shut up if you don't understand!"

Facing the disdain of others, Shen Lang sneered and said: "Ordinary people, you think I belittle Li Shuyao, but you don't know that it is a compliment!"

Qin Yuyan, the number one musician in China, mastered the rhythm at the age of three, performed at the National Center for the Performing Arts at the age of six, toured abroad at the age of ten, performed at the Golden Hall of Vienna at the age of 15, and became a famous teacher at the age of 20.

She is proficient in guqin, pipa, erhu, konghou, flute, xiao, sheng, and xun.

It is rare for Li Shuyao to be half as good as Qin Yuyan's master, after all, it is rare in the world to be amazingly talented in a certain field.

Shen Lang understood that the few ordinary people beside him had never even heard of Qin Yuyan, so there was no need to argue with them.

Thinking of Master Qin Yuyan, Shen Lang missed it a little. Among the many masters, this is a beautiful master who is as famous as Master Zhao Lingshu.

Others felt that Shen Lang was crazy, but they didn't know that Shen Lang's skill in playing the pipa was higher than that of Li Shuyao, because he had been inherited by Master Qin Yuyan [-]%.

It's just that Shen Lang always puts his master first, so he doesn't easily compare himself with others.

After playing and singing the song "Mountain Ghost", Li Shuyao floated off the stage in a red dress like fire.

At this moment, Wang Ziwen watched from the audience, feeling unfinished.

Everyone envies Wang Ziwen, but they don't know that Wang Ziwen has never even had the opportunity to touch Li Shuyao's slender hand, let alone get close.

On the surface, he is gentle, humble and polite, but his heart is already filthy.

Every day, his mind is filled with the filthy scenes of being with Li Shuyao.

I wish I could get Li Shuyao's body immediately and enjoy it to the fullest.

In order to wait for that day to come, he endured it for many years, hypocritically maintaining a modest and gentlemanly persona, which exhausted him physically and mentally.

Finally, the day is coming.

Li Shuyao promised him that after the annual meeting of the Li family, the two would get engaged and then get married...

But Li Shuyao didn't know that the gentleman who was always with her was greedy for her body every day.

After 10 minutes, Li Shuyao took the stage again.

Compared with the pipa, Li Shuyao is better at the guqin.

At this time, Li Shuyao's brows were a little red, and she was wearing a long white dress.

The white dress is elegant and holy, in stark contrast to the fiery red dress before.

This is the real Li Shuyao.

The white color of the whole body has a light and silky texture, as light as a dance, and as thin as a cicada's wing.

The long skirt lightly wrapped her slender body, flowing from her body to the ground like water waves.

On the long tube top dress, tiny pearls are used to form delicate pearl flowers, which are scattered on the skirt, indifferent but noble.

Next, she will use the thousand-year-old Tangqin, the Jiuxiao Huanpei, to play a piece of "Not Dyed".

This guqin was made in the first year of Tang Zhide, the third son of Tang Xuanzong Li Longji Tang Suzong, that is, the product of the royal celebration when the emperor was in power. It has a clear date, elegant shape, and exquisite craftsmanship.

The phonology of this guqin: loose, quiet, mellow, majestic, deep, distant and magical.

And odd is odd because its upper octave is wider and thicker than its lower octave.

At the same moment, Ling Shuangyue, the holder of the "Nine Heavens Ring", was sitting at the back of the stage.

She looked solemnly, worried that Li Shuyao would not be able to play the piano sound, and did not relax for a moment.

Because the "Jiuxiaohuanpei" piano has been invited to play by many masters, but they all think that it is impossible to play and can only be used as a collection.

In fact, the saying that Qin seeks a bosom friend is by no means false.

Especially like this kind of thousand-year-old guqin, only those who are destined can play a loose, deep and smooth sound.

Ling Shuangyue was able to play the sound of the guqin, but she couldn't play it right away, failing five times out of ten.

And Li Shuyao played it every time in the previous rehearsal.

But Ling Shuangyue still didn't relax.

Everyone in the audience held their breath, waiting for Li Shuyao to play the thousand-year-old qin.

Li Shuyao stroked the strings with her slender fingers.

However, the sound of the piano is dull, and there is no loose, deep, and smooth sound at all, but it seems to be playing cotton.

Boom——

Boom——

Boom——

Immediately, there was a lot of discussion in the audience.

"Whose family is picking cotton?"

"What's the matter? Are the strings broken?"

"Is this the Millennium Tang Qin? It's too rubbish."

"It must be a fake piano, otherwise Li Shuyao would not be able to play without sound."

Right now, Li Shuyao also panicked.

Although it was well prepared, it was still embarrassing when it actually happened.

He was able to play the piano sound a few times before, why can't he play it now.

At this time, she finally understood Ling Shuangyue's warning to her, if the qin is to find a bosom friend and know the master of the qin, if it is not a real predestined person, a real master, it is impossible to conquer the soul of the qin.

After a while, Li Shuyao was relieved.

Since there is no predestined relationship with the "Jiuxiao Huanpei", let someone who is predestined play it.

"This is the Millennium Guqin Nine Heavens Ring Pendant. If someone can play the piano, I will dance for him!"

As soon as the words fell, there was another discussion in the audience.

Someone booed and asked Wang Ziwen to take the stage.

"Master Wang is the number one talented person in the provincial capital, I believe he will be able to play."

"That's right, let Prince Wang play on stage. We are looking forward to the first talented woman dancing for the first talented man."

"This is simply a dance specially prepared for Young Master Wang, please come on stage quickly, Young Master Wang."

With the support of everyone, Wang Ziwen stepped onto the stage.

"Ziwen, give it a try."

Li Shuyao is full of confidence in Wang Ziwen. After all, Wang Ziwen's image fits the temperament of this guqin, and this guqin belongs to the Fuxi style, with a thicker sound, which is very suitable for men to play.

And Wang Ziwen himself is also very confident.

"Shu Yao, I'll play "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" for you. In ancient times, there was Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun. Today, there is me, Wang Ziwen, and you, Li Shuyao."

As soon as the words fell, Li Shuyao was very moved.

Everyone in the audience envied this young couple.

However, Wang Ziwen plucked the strings a few times, and immediately there were several "boom-boom-boom-" sounds.

This is not playing the piano, this is clearly playing cotton!
The people in the audience were immediately disappointed, but they also understood that this guqin was really difficult to play, even the most talented scholars and talented women in the provincial capital couldn't play it well.

Wang Ziwen showed embarrassment, shook his head and sighed angrily, originally wanted to show off, but it turned out to be disappointing.

"It seems that no one in the audience can play this guqin."

But at this moment, a voice came from below the stage.

"I'll play."

In the next moment, everyone looked for this voice one after another.

Finally, at an inconspicuous corner, I saw Shen Lang.

In an instant.

A roar of laughter erupted at the scene!