枭枭 Strings of notes, like a small stream in the spring, a spiritual charm, plucking the nerves of everyone.

It is as comfortable as flowing in the heart. It is very comfortable and wonderful. It makes people imagine the beauty of the mountains and rivers.

Gradually, all of them showed their sinful look. Song, who has always been arrogant, will play such beautiful songs. !

Gu Yu's indifferent face, a rare faint shock.

He was deeply stunned by the glory of the dawn.

His gaze was fixed on Song Worry.

The woman's posture is straight, the movements are extremely elegant, and the hands are full of lightness.

As if she used to play the type of piano, she is very familiar and very proficient.

The beautiful notes, like hitting on the rocks, will not break, letting people see the world awaken.

The long tunes have changed, and the music that has just been fluttering has suddenly become thick, long, and dark...

Listening and listening, as if telling the history of who is crying.

Everyone was shocked by such a song.

On the face of Master Gu, there was a shocked smile.

Gu Yudi’s sizzling waves are getting more and more powerful.

Listening to such a song, there is a picture in his mind:

The setting sun, the empty land, the cool sunset dyed the sky into orange. A group of lean men, dressed in banana leaves, holding spears, oiled faces, dancing and singing, holding a sacred and ancient sacrificial song...

Song Yumei’s expression was shocked to incredible, and finally angry.

The woman playing in front of the zither is really Song Worry?

How could she play such a beautiful song, like a shocking song?

Song Haoyue’s face was amazed, but his heart was embarrassing, especially when he saw Gu’s eyes staring at Song Wu’s eyes, she really wanted to go forward and stop Song’s worry, let her not play.

Song Wuyou, a jealous woman, when did she learn to play the piano?

Qu Bi, Song Wu worry hands gently placed on the piano.

Her coveted, long eyelashes obscured the emotions in her eyes.

When she looked up again, her eyes recovered as usual, and she was arrogant and arrogant.

At this point, Gu Yu looked at her eyes with a bit of joy.

In the eyes of Master Gu, she is full of love for her.

"No worries, you can't even play the piano? How can you play the guzheng?" Song Haoyue came forward and asked a little tightly.

Song Wushou got up, "Big sister, don't you even play with the shackles? How can you play the piano?"

If there is no worries in Song, let Song Yiyue see it.

Song Yiyue did not expect that she would ask herself this way, and she secretly confessed her.

Song Wu worry walked to her in front of her, the voice was not light, but the people present were able to hear clearly.

"Big sister, in fact, this piano is not a guzheng, it is awkward."

Guzheng and 箜篌, Song Worry, piano... What a ghost?

Hey?

Song Haoyue's face changed slightly, and looked at Song Worry in amazement. "How do you know if it is?"

Song Wu worry feels funny, "I will play, how can I not know?"

Moreover, this is a long-established piano, antique.

Song’s worry-free words made Song Haoyue feel very shameful.

She secretly gritted her teeth and always felt that she was slap in the face of everyone's face.

"When did you learn?" Song Haoyue suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and looked at Song Wuxi with a smile.

Song Wuxi’s diameter passed in front of her. “Why should I tell you?”