Douluo: Peeking at the diary, the goddesses are broken

Listening to the last song played by the two, everyone present seemed to be infected and shed tears.

At the end of the song, Wang Jingyu slowly put down the flute in his hand and turned to look at Tang Yuehua.

I found that her beautiful face was covered with crystal tears at this moment, and the tears fell one after another on the silver palace dress, making it particularly conspicuous.

Perhaps while she was playing, she was moved by the scene and burst into tears.

Wang Jingyu knows that music has a very strong power of contagion, and the most powerful luthier in ancient China was astonishingly skilled.

It is said that whenever he plays the piano, the birds will dance with the sound of the piano and the fish will jump with it.

This is recorded in ancient historical books, but no one knows whether it is trustworthy or not.

Wang Jingyu walked to the harp and stared at Tang Yuehua with gentle eyes.

"Are you okay? Why are you crying suddenly?"

"No, it's nothing." After receiving Wang Jingyu's reminder, Tang Yuehua quickly stood up from her seat and quickly took out a silk scarf from her arms to wipe away her tears.

She stood up from her position with a look of respect and bowed to Wang Jingyu.

"Thank you for being able to play several pieces of music with me. It is a dream come true for me. Your knowledge of music theory is far superior to mine. Yuehua admires you."

Hearing Tang Yuehua's praise of Wang Jingyu, the dignitaries and students present looked horrified.

Master Yuexuanxuan has always been sought after by the entire Tiandou Imperial Capital as a music theory master.

Many people felt honored to hear her play the piano herself.

Now, Master Yuexuan actually admitted that she was not as good as the man next to her in terms of music theory, which simply subverted the views of everyone present.

Wang Jingyu smiled awkwardly. Everything he had was given by the system, unlike others who had worked hard to gain it.

So he didn't feel anything to be proud of, and quickly stretched out his hand to straighten Tang Yuehua, who was still lying on his back.

"Master Xuan is serious, your harp hand is the one that has truly reached perfection.

Whether it is the connection between the tracks or the processing of high and low sounds, you have achieved the level of perfection.

You are still young, and you are so beautiful. With such talent in music theory, you have unlimited possibilities. "

Wang Jingyu praised Tang Yuehua without hesitation.

Anyway, business exchanges are rare and common, and they can also reflect your gentleness, humility, and approachability.

His unstinting praise made Tang Yuehua's pretty face blush slightly.

The so-called woman's appearance is what pleases her, which made her favorability towards Wang Jingyu increase a lot again, and her brother's original figure became even more blurry at this moment.

Perhaps it was because of shyness that Tang Yuehua felt a little embarrassed. Without even saying a word, he left his harp and Wang Jingyu and ran towards the second floor.

Wang Jingyu grinned and followed her steps as he walked off the stage.

After watching them leave, the audience was still talking about the performance of the two.

They felt like they had experienced an unforgettable love after listening to the three songs just now.

There is the joy and sweetness of being in love, the joy and anxiety of getting married, the worries of trivial matters such as food, rice, oil, and salt in middle age, and the pain of separation in old age.

There is bitterness and joy, sweetness and saltiness. This is the true meaning of life. Ordinary happiness is the life they should pursue.

Many viewers have felt the sublimation of their souls, and many of their past obsessions have melted away after listening to these three steps.

An unprecedented ease was born in the heart. This strange feeling made the audience marvel.

A group of female students directly became Wang Jingyu's crazy fans.

"Wow, he is handsome, has an extraordinary bearing, and his strength is unfathomable, but his attainments in music theory are breathtaking."

"I love you, I love you. I must marry him. I feel like I can't breathe without him."

"Xiaorou, don't fight with me! Otherwise we won't even be sisters."

"Xiaobai, you are nothing. If I don't become my sister with you, I won't become my sister with you. Who is afraid of whom? As long as I can get him, it's okay for him to be your enemy."

"You all go away, he is mine. When I get back, I will find my father and ask him to find someone to be a matchmaker for me! Humph."

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As the voices of these female students became louder and louder, hundreds of pairs of eyes looked over.

But I found that several female students were already red-faced, like angry roosters.

"Okay, okay, you guys don't think it's embarrassing, so many people are looking at us."

A tall female student with an appearance of about 8 points hurriedly broke up the fight because her father was a second-grade official in the Tiandou Empire and had considerable power.

Among the parents of this generation of students, the position is considered to be the highest, so this female student has naturally become the leader among these students.

Even she had spoken, and the other female students, although they were unwilling to do so, did not dare to cause more trouble.

Qian Renxue, who was watching all this in the private room on the second floor, shook her head speechlessly. Since ancient times, it has been said that beauty is a disaster.

Since ancient times, there have been many kingdoms and empires where rulers favored women, leading to corruption and ultimately instability.

But does it have to be a woman who is guilty?Sometimes, obviously Lanyan is still a disaster, okay?

Hearing Wang Jingyu and Tang Yuehua sit down next to her, Qian Renxue's lips turned up slightly and she said to the guards.

"You guys wait here, I'll go to the private room next door for a walk."

After giving the order, Qian Renxue headed towards the private room where the two of them were.

After returning to the private room, Wang Jingyu and Tang Yuehua had another business exchange, making their relationship more harmonious.

At this moment, an elegant young man wearing luxurious clothes walked into the room.

"Aunt Yuehua, I haven't seen you for a long time. My nephew misses me very much. He was so mesmerized when he listened to your ensemble just now."

When Wang Jingyu and Tang Yuehua heard his words, they both turned their heads and looked at each other.

Tang Yuehua immediately stood up from his seat. Just as he was about to say something, the elegant young man blinked frequently.

Tang Yuehua understood immediately, with a gentle smile on his face.

"My good nephew suddenly came to Yuexuan without any notice. Is there anything important?"

"No, my nephew was just passing by when he heard the music you played together and was so amazed that he came in to listen attentively."

The elegant young man showed a sincere expression and expressed his intention of coming.

The conversation between Tang Yuehua and the elegant young man was fully visible to Wang Jingyu.

Especially the respect shown in Tang Yuehua's eyes and the frequent blinking hints of the elegant young man made him have some doubts about the identity of the young man in front of him.

He slowly opened the Sharingan that had been used to see through autumn water, but he still could not see the specific identity of the other party.

This is not surprising. In the original work, he also took See Through Autumn Water, and the Purple Demon Eye, which is said to be able to see through everything, also failed to see through it.

However, Wang Jingyu's keen perception allowed him to see the clues.