Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

The duels in the women's team are often more brutal than those in the men's team.

Gu Ruoyi and Qingchan sat down and looked at each other.

Lan Mengji pulled out the piece that the two of them needed to play, and said with some surprise: "This piece is called "Fuyun", and it was composed by Master Fuyao."

This song "Fu Yun" was exactly the song Landie played on the terrace. He didn't expect that he would get it with a random draw.

The process remains unchanged, with a judge plucking the strings and starting the tune.

The two women's fingers moved together, and the brisk rhythm floated to the sky, making people feel extremely relaxed and comfortable. Then there was another rapid change in voice, like a strong wind and rain suddenly turning tense and rapid.

The two sides are almost indistinguishable. If you don't listen with great concentration, you won't be able to tell that they are two people playing.

The expressions of Lan Mengji and others became more and more serious. This kind of equally divided contestants is the most test for them and the judges.

The sound of the piano was sometimes melodious and soothing, and sometimes the waves crashed on the shore. Everyone's hearts were going up and down like a roller coaster.

Suddenly, a harsh sound of broken strings filled his ears, and Shen Muchen stood up straight away.

Qingchan sat behind the guqin and was stunned for a moment while looking at the broken strings.

Lan Mengji and others were also shocked back to their senses by the harsh sound of broken strings. They looked at Qingchan with regretful eyes. If the strings were broken, then there would be no suspense in this game.

On the other side, with the last high note, the sound of the piano supported the clouds and broke through the sky, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time without dissipating.

Upon seeing this, Shen Muchen walked quickly towards Qingchan.

"Is your hand okay?"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I was a little too hasty..."

Qingchan's face was full of apologies. If she hadn't tried too hard to drown out the opponent's piano sound, it was not certain who would win in this competition.

Shen Muchen grabbed Qingchan's hand and said in a low voice, "I'm asking if your hand is injured."

Meeting Shen Muchen's gentle gaze, Qingchan was stunned for a moment.

"Come on, go back to your seat and let me check you out."

Shen Muchen realized that he had lost his composure and quickly changed his attitude.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness."

Qingchan pursed her lips and replied softly.

Gu Ruoyi also came over, concerned about whether Qingchan had hurt her hand.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Qingchan showed her ten fingers to the two of them, then looked at Gu Ruoyi and said with a smile: "Miss Gu, congratulations."

"However, I did not admit defeat. I will definitely win it back next time."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to the next one."

Gu Ruoyi smiled slightly and accepted Qingchan's letter of challenge seriously.

Shen Muchen looked at all this and didn't say much. Instead, he was looking forward to the next contest between the two women.

In Group C, because the Qingchan string was broken, as expected, the winner was Gu Ruoyi.

"Pity."

Shen Yi'an regretted that if it weren't for the accident, Lan Mengji and other judges would have discussed it.

"No, even if Miss Qing's strings are not broken, Miss Gu will still win." Ye Liyan said seriously with a cold face.

Ordinary people may not be able to hear any difference between the two playing. Even music hall owners such as Lan Mengji who are proficient in piano skills will find it difficult to hear the very slight difference.

But she is different. She watches and listens, sees the vibration of the strings, and listens to the pronunciation of the strings. Just from the vibration of the strings, she can clearly see the difference between the two women's playing.

Gu Ruoyi's power and vocal control are obviously better than Qingchan's.

When Shen Yian heard this, he didn't ask why, because he didn't understand even if he asked, so he might as well stick to that truth.

My wife must have a reason for saying this.

Fortunately, he didn't ask any more questions, otherwise he would have been shocked again today.

Group C is over, and after changing the strings, it’s the turn of Group D, a foreign luthier and a young master from an aristocratic family.

Their playing was much mediocre compared to Ye Liyan, Gu Ruoyi and others.

The young master of the aristocratic family stared at the guqin with all his attention, and his nervous hands trembled from time to time.

On the other hand, the violinist liked to show off his skills. He stood up in the middle of playing, held the guqin in his arms, and played without forgetting to flick his hair, which was particularly wild.

Shen Yian was almost dumbfounded down there. He almost thought that the other party was possessed by the soul of a rock singer.

This game is really interesting. You won’t lose money on this trip, you will make a lot of money!

"boom!"

Just as Lan Mengji was about to take a sip of tea, he heard a muffled sound in his ears, followed closely by the familiar sound of broken strings.

The luthier banged the guqin on the table and shouted: "As expected of my favorite music, it's so happy! Hahahahaha!"

"Little brother, you play well and are very talented. You must keep working hard!"

The violinist looked at the young master of the aristocratic family and encouraged him with a smile.

"what?"

The young master of the aristocratic family is dumbfounded. Why did you smash his piano?

The lobby was eerily quiet.

The violinist looked down at the cracked guqin and smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, sorry, I was so absorbed in playing that I forgot that it was not my piano."

Lan Mengji smiled kindly and gritted his teeth and said, "Then please sir, buy this piano at the original price."

"how much is it?"

"Two hundred taels of silver, this hotel will not negotiate the price."

Lan Mengji smiled.

"Master Lan, I remember you said, 30% off..."

"Yes, I said, that's one hundred and forty taels of silver." Lan Meng was so angry that he almost forgot what he said. The contestants enjoyed a 30% discount, and continued to grit his teeth while smiling.

"Um...can I give you my piano as compensation?"

"No, this library does not accept barter."

"Uncle Lan, I bought this piano."

The young master of the aristocratic family suddenly raised his hand and said.

Lan Mengji was stunned, then changed his face and asked, "Master Hu, do you really want to buy it?"

"That's right!" Hu Lai said seriously, turning to look at the violinist: "Can I regard this as a ceremony to worship you as my disciple?"

"Ok?"

Everyone in the waiting area was stunned. What kind of scene was this?

Lan Mengji was even more stunned. What was going on with this apprenticeship scene? He seriously suspected that the other two were playing him.

The violinist was also confused: "You...you want to become my teacher?"

"That's right! From your husband's bohemian playing method, I feel the scene of vitality and everything competing."

"When I saw my husband, I suddenly understood what and why I live. The path I should take is not this. I want to walk on the real road with my husband."

Hu Lai was filled with emotion, which made the violinist's eyes turn red.

It’s rare to have a close friend in life!

I never thought that after so many years of wandering around the world, I would still meet such a close friend, and I would have no regrets in this life or death!

Hu Lai came to Lan Mengji and said, "Uncle Lan, lend me this cup of tea for now."

Before Lan Mengji could reply, his untouched cup of tea was taken away by Hu Lai.

"Master, please drink tea!"

The two of them did not shy away from anything, and performed the apprenticeship ceremony on the spot.

"Okay, good disciple!" The piano master looked at Hu Lai and said with tears streaming down his face.

Shen Yian pinched his thigh subconsciously. He remembered that he was here to participate in the competition, not to watch a show, right? Could it be that he was under an illusion?