Shanshan still cannot control the mouthpiece of the body of the New World without any ease. It really takes a lot of energy and physical strength to complete a song.

After all the lyrics were exhaled, her strength would be exhausted, and the singing came to an abrupt end. Yu Youwei's piano score should have ended here.

It was just that the Yuhua Guard accepted this magical melody for the first time, and was inspired by it. He couldn't stop like chewing Xuanmai, and still scratched the strings.

When Shanshan heard this, why didn’t this song stop? She didn’t have the ability to write lyrics by herself.

So she couldn't help looking back, but found that her sister was like a DJ playing DJ, with half of her body almost lying on the piano, rubbing the strings frantically.

I shrank my neck and looked around. Hi, this scene is quite familiar!

Then come~

Children, get tired!

"Tick, tick, tick, tick, yeah~"

"Shalalalala~"

“Bang~Bang~Bang~”

Within the range that her current voice system can withstand, it is easy to pronounce any sentence based on the up-regulation. The singing is not the key, the key is to make the limbs restless!

Although pop, rock, metal and reggae are not strictly the same system, how can people of this era distinguish that? Compared to the lightness and peace of ancient style music, it is a word of dryness!

Close your waist, lift your buttocks, open your arms, and cross your legs! Girls' group dance, get up!

The Tang Dynasty short robes and long skirts are loose from the chest. Although they cover up many of the essence of the waist and legs, fortunately, no one associates the shiny dance with the indifference.

Many women passing by saw the rhythm and coordinated, and began to follow suit. Even Wei Baoheng, who was in front of the pink horse, also turned the priceless sister into a crime.

The more and more people around him gathered, the entire Xishikou was already in a state of distraction, which finally alarmed the poor people in Kyoto.

I heard a sound of gongs, and the sound of power and martial arts was not realized.

In ancient times, people were afraid of officials, especially tigers.

Especially the bad people in charge of public security, although they are minor officials, they are the most domineering. The people usually call them "rotten" and I don't know if they use any homophonic memes.

Seeing that a bad person was leading the way, the official came in person, and the crowd retreated to the sides and gave way.

"Come, come, come, be quiet. The crowd is quiet! What exactly happened here, why did gathering people to block traffic?"

The bad boy who opened the road in front of his head shouted, twisting and jumping, and all stopped moving.

Yu Youwei was also afraid of the officials. She finally came back from her selfless state of playing DJ. She pressed the strings of her fingers, stood up, and looked at the uninvited guests vigilantly.

Although Chen Da and his group are the Rat Kings and are not afraid of cats on weekdays, they have to avoid suspicion when they come, so they retreat deep into the crowd.

Pei Wende seemed to have just woken up from the psychedelic of music, shaking his bald head, as if he had finally remembered what he was here for. When he saw the official, he was like seeing a savior.

Only Yu Shanshan and Wei Baoheng were left in the audience, and they were still unsatisfied.

"Who is so ignorant of the prosecution! Still being presumptuous in front of me?"

The official sedan chair fell to the ground, the curtain was lifted, and a low and majestic voice had already been heard first.

The shining was captured by its momentum, and the dance steps finally stopped gradually.

Several black lines also appeared on Wei Baoheng's face.

Only Pei Wende was proud.

Hehe, it’s not just a saying that the Pei family in Hedong is the first in Pingzhang family. Even if you are all relatives of the royal family in the seven sects and five surnames, you are a senior official, and I, the Pei family, are half of them. Just like the Yuan family at the end of the Han Dynasty, why are you afraid of your surname Zhang, Lu or Liu?

The official who came was the bad commander of Jingzhao, Pei Cheng, who was also considered the elder of Pei Wende in the clan.

Without waiting for the inquiry from his family, Pei Wende went up to report his origin first and reported a wrong story. He invited Yu Youwei to Chen Kangshi to sell dog meat with a sheep's head and read it again, saying that he was dancing and spitting everywhere.

He thought to himself that although he had no friendship with the bad coach, Pei, the world, was the most important thing in the capital. If he didn't look at monks and Buddhas, he would naturally do everything on the scene.

But when he finished speaking, he looked up at the Shangguan's face and realized something was wrong.

The adult's eyes were straight and he kept looking at Yu Youwei behind the piano stand... Oh, hey, is this a good old lady?

Pei Wende was really half guessed.

When Yu Youwei was in Pingkangli, Pei Cheng, as the Imperial Department, embarked on a crazy pursuit of Yu Youwei, and even alarmed the entire Imperial College.

Where is the Imperial College? It is a national university. As a professor at a national university and a role model, he actually pursues a courtesan. This matter is not good after all.

Pei Cheng was therefore afraid of his immediate superiors, so he found a reason to transfer him from the Imperial College and exchanged him for Dali Temple to become a bad coach.

Although it is considered a transfer from the Imperial Master to the bad coach, the former is respected by thousands of people, while the latter is scolded in secret. After all, the feeling is different.

But he never regretted that evil fate, and he never had any resentment towards Yu Youwei.

"Fish...Miss, you are also a party involved. Someone mentioned you to be cheated. Do you have anything to explain?"

Pei Cheng ignored Pei Wende's remarks at all. He had not looked at Yu Youwei so carefully for more than a year.

Those eyebrows, those eyes, those smiles, those songs, those dances, and those gracefulness. When I was in Pingkangli, Yu Youwei was just a clean servant, but as long as I spent enough money, it was always easy to see each other.

But since she married into the Li family, everything has only remained in thoughts.

Although she was retired by Li Yi and returned to Chang'an... but she has returned to her hometown and is an official of the court. How could he have an excuse to come to the door and detain the house every few days?

If I don’t see enough today, I’m afraid there will be no chance in the future, right?

Yu Youwei walked up and bowed according to the courtesy.

She didn't know how to make up stories, but just responded lightly: "The young girl is struggling with her livelihood and wants to start a class to teach the piano. Chen Leshi is a friend of the young girl, and this time she did help support the scene. But the young girl believes that her piano skills are good and will not mislead her children. This young girl felt that she could not convince her, so she agreed to teach her the strengths of the piano music."

Pei Cheng snorted coldly, "One teaching is short and the best? This is a short and the best. Who else can win except Chen Kangshi in this capital..."

He was confident and swearing, just as he was about to praise Yu Youwei as he was invincible from Cons, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of an old man with white hair floating on his side and standing with a piano.

The name of Mei Fuyuan, the Taoist priest of Dongyue, has been popular for decades, and Pei Cheng is not so ignorant.

It's so poisonous! That boy Pei Wende actually invited all the characters like Mei Fuyuan! Oh, I understand, is this venting his anger for the Li Yi family's help? Hey...
Chapter completed!