Zong Wu: I'm going to stand up and brush up my favorability

The music sounded suddenly, the timbre was melodious, echoing around the beam.

Shang Xiufang is coming.

Lin Beiwang saw this talented woman. She seemed to come out of a dream, and besides the fairy spirit, there was also a trace of charm in her body.

This reminded Lin Beiwang of Shi Feixuan and Wan Wan who was sitting next to her.

Shang Xiufang has the temperament of these two people at the same time, and it is natural.

Slowly floating down from the air, the entire Huaelou Building was silent except for the sound of music, and even Wan Wan seemed to enjoy it.

Everyone was amazed by Shang Xiufang's beauty or dancing posture.

She seemed to have just come out of the shower, with no makeup on her face and no decorations on her head, she was pure and beautiful.

Except, of course, for one particularly lone person.

Lin Beiwang admired Shang Xiufang's dancing posture on the one hand, and on the other hand, he didn't forget to take a bite of food and chew it in his mouth.

He has seen too many beautiful women, and she is beautiful if she is beautiful, but that's all.

As for dancing, I'm sorry, he doesn't have any artistic germs, it's okay to see it, but it's impossible to indulge in it.

Directly opposite the box, the domineering old man was also admiring Shang Xiufang's dancing posture. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lin Beiwang. Seeing him being so unrestrained, he couldn't help feeling surprised, so he looked over here.

Lin Beiwang obviously didn't concentrate on appreciating it. When the old man looked over, he met his eyes.

Then he raised his wine glass and gestured.

The old man smiled dumbly, raised his wine glass as a gesture, took a sip, and continued to appreciate Shang Xiufang's dance.

Shang Xiufang opened her mouth and sang: "In the old days, I was drunk and dreamed in the building, and the winter outside the building did not know the spring. The red plums met the snow, and there was blood in the snow. Spring is about to come. Leaning on the building to listen to the wind, and playing the piano to send you to the king. The people are gone, the flowers are gone, spring will come, and the heart will be empty.”

The singing was melodious, and Lin Beiwang couldn't help but want to tap the table with his fingers to beat the rhythm, but fortunately he held back in time.

The end of the song.

The music stopped.

Lin Beiwang applauded first, waking up the others who were still immersed in the music.

The audience couldn't help but burst into thunderous applause and unconsciously praised.

But for some reason, there was something wrong in my heart.

Only the domineering old man, Hou Hou, Hou Xibai and Shang Xiufang understood why, and all looked at Lin Beiwang.

Shang Xiufang first saw Lin Beiwang, with a dissolute temperament, and then saw Hou Xibai and Wan Wan, a handsome young man and a graceful beauty.

Her eyesight was not bad, she knew that these three people were not mortals, so she nodded her head.

Then, looking around, seeing the domineering old man, his pupils shrank, and he was a little excited.Fortunately, her good psychological quality calmed her down.

Wan Wan is as careful as a hair, and clearly senses that Shang Xiufang has something to do with the old man.

After the applause ended, Shang Xiufang saluted slowly, and said in a soft voice: "Xiufang would like to thank you all for your love. When I come to Chang'an this time, besides performing arts, I also want to find a new style of music If you have this masterpiece, Xiufang is willing to be a dancer."

As soon as Shang Xiufang finished speaking, the audience was completely silent.

Presenting a brand-new style of music in front of this master, don't be funny, aren't you afraid of being generous?

Here, Houhou's eyeballs are rolling around, as if thinking of some bad idea.

Lin Beiwang saw it, but he didn't take it seriously, thinking that she was going to play tricks on Hou Xibai.

I saw Houhou covered her mouth and smiled, her voice was clear and ethereal, "Master Shang, here is a son who wants to ask you for advice."

In order to enhance her persuasiveness, she took off her veil directly.

Thus, the people in the Huae Building saw a beauty no less beautiful than Shang Xiufang.

Shang Xiufang looked at Hou Xibai and asked, "Is it this young master?"

Lin Beiwang looked like he was watching a good show.

Wan Hou smiled and pointed at Lin Beiwang, "It's Mr. Lin Beiwang."

Lin Beiwang let out an "ah", what the hell?Isn't it Hou Xibai?
Shang Xiufang covered her mouth with a smile, and also wanted to see Lin Beiwang's jokes, so she said, "I ask Mr. Lin to give me some advice!"

Everyone in the audience applauded Lin Beiwang's courage one after another, and even the domineering old man showed that he was very optimistic about you.

Lin Beiwang was put on the shelf, and couldn't help but glared at Houhou.

Fortunately, all this will not trouble him. As a traveler in the 21st century, there are many new styles of music.

As for whether these ancient people can accept it, he can't guarantee it.

The temperament copied from Abi hasn't worked yet, and it's time to use it.

"Okay, then I'll play a piece, don't laugh at me!"

Shang Xiufang stepped aside and handed over the stage to Lin Beiwang.

Lin Beiwang leaped down the third floor in a fluttering manner, and landed softly, indescribably chic.

Walking up to a musician, he asked for a guqin, put a table in the center of the stage, and played the piano.

When the music started, Lin Beiwang sang:
"The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and broke the world.

The dream is too cold, and a lifetime of love debts and several books
As you acquiesce, life and death, etc.

Waiting for the annual rings round and round
……

The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city falls in that wild village
Fate takes root is us

The sound of rain in Jialan Temple looks forward to eternity. "

A modern pop music, Fireworks is easy to be cold, combined with Shanglin Beiwang's sound transmission to search for the soul, engulfing everyone in a special realm of music.

They seem to have seen scenes of couples breaking up and then becoming a farewell scene. Some even put themselves into it, and burst into tears.

At the end of the song, there was no sound in the field, even the sound of tears falling on the ground seemed to be audible.

Shang Xiufang was also unavoidable, and she couldn't let go of it for a long time after hearing it.

A sigh awakened everyone, the domineering old man stood up, looked at Lin Bei and cupped his hands and said, "Sir, this song sounds like a fairy, thank you Yueshan!"

Lin Beiwang was a little confused, is he so good?
Shang Xiufang stared at Lin Beiwang with a pair of beautiful eyes, with indescribable admiration in her eyes, and at the same time, she also understood why Lin Beiwang was able to quickly escape from the realm of her vocal music before.

There was a burst of thunderous applause in the hall like Shang Xiufang finished playing.

After the applause fell, Shang Xiufang slowly saluted Lin Beiwang: "Mr. is the person Xiufang is looking for. Xiufang has a heartfelt request, and please agree to it."

Lin Beiwang said, "You speak first."

Shang Xiufang said: "Xiufang wants to learn art under Mr.'s school, I wonder if it is possible?"

Lin Beiwang: "Study art? Martial arts? I haven't taught an apprentice yet."

Shang Xiufang gave Lin Bei a flirtatious look, which shocked him, and she couldn't bear it in her heart.

"Xiufang is talking about music, sir, don't misunderstand."

Lin Beiwang was dumbfounded, Shang Xiufang learned music from herself, this is a bit of a joke!

I had no choice but to hurriedly explain: "Master Shang, you misunderstood, this song was not composed by me, and that person is not in this world now."

Shang Xiufang was a little disbelieving: "Then why can you bring us into the immersive sound when you play?"

Lin Beiwang said: "That's because I used a kind of martial arts, combined with vocal music. In terms of temperament attainments, I am not as good as everyone else. Therefore, you should not mention the matter of apprenticeship, everyone, this is a shame. .”

Shang Xiufang still hesitated, Yue Shan said: "Xiufang, what this little friend said is the truth."

Shang Xiufang looked regretful at this moment, but she still asked, "I wonder who wrote the lyrics and music?"

Lin Beiwang said: "His surname is Zhou, and he can understand each name."

Shang Xiufang looked longingly: "I really want to meet this Mr. Zhou." Turning to look at Lin Beiwang: "I don't know if Mr. Zhou has other lyrics and songs by Mr. Zhou?"

Lin Beiwang thought for a while, and it seemed that he only had a stronger antiquity in this song, and the other songs were too light in antiquity, so he said, "I only know this song."