Situ Yun, who originally wanted to rest here for a while, saw the hungry gazes of all the nymphomaniacs, and hurriedly said: "My dear sister, I will leave first, or you can rest here by yourself..." while giving instructions.

The two maids who came in took good care of her and fled as fast as they could.

The remaining veiled Situ Linglong was helped to the side by the maid and sat down. Probably the outstanding appearance and unique temperament of the three Situ people made the girls guess about their identities, and soon there were people climbing up to them to try to please them.

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Ling Yixuan was disgusted by her attentive and flattering face. No matter before or now, she would avoid any complicated environment she could. Finally, she pulled Murong Xi away.

In the hall, the judges on both sides have already taken their seats, and Situ Feng and Murong Chen are two of the beautiful scenery. The people sitting under the stage are all dignitaries, and most of the people who come to participate in the art competition are rich and powerful, so ordinary people do not have this

My eyes are blessed.

After sitting down at the seats arranged by Murong Chen, Ling Yixuan and Murong Xi began to wait boringly...

After the host on the stage made some official remarks, the competition was ushered in with warm applause from the crowd...

Singing, dancing, playing the piano, painting, writing poems, and even doing tricks... There is no light, no sound, and no technology on the small stage, but there is the wisdom of the ancients, the state of the ancients, and the beauty of the ancients...

The ladies of ancient times stayed in the boudoir since they were young, and kept close hands with the Book of Songs, etiquette, celebrities, and various female activities. Now their good talents are displayed on the stage, winning rounds of applause.

Ling Yixuan originally thought that these competitions with high threshold requirements would not produce any good results. However, it turned out that some women on the stage, although their makeup was a bit exaggerated, although their gestures were too pretentious and coquettish, and although they loved to show off to the handsome judges,

Eyes... but there is really no choice in terms of talent.

There was endless applause from the audience, but several judges obviously did not accept this trick. Their expressions were serious and chilling, and there was an aura of fairness and sternness on their faces. The five-person judging panel, composed of four men and one woman, were all talented.

They are both stunningly beautiful, especially Situ Feng and Murong Chen, who are even more stunningly beautiful.

Ling Yixuan watched with great interest, and the curvature of her mouth couldn't help but widen. She thought it was a waste for some talented women not to become actors. Yin Yin had superb talents, but she acted in stage plays, and the element of coquettishness was more than the talent she performed. Although

Acting is also an art, but the problem is that they are not selecting actors now.

Situ Feng on the other end just caught Ling Yixuan's expression in his eyes and whispered something to the host standing aside.

Murong Xi, on the other hand, seemed not to be interested in the various talent performances on stage. At this moment, she was chatting with a man in rich clothes next to her. The other man was naturally delighted to see that she was a great beauty.

Finally, with everyone's high expectations, Situ Linglong made her stunning debut.

I saw her sitting in front of the guzheng, her face covered with gauze, graceful and elegant. Her slender hands plucked the strings, and the beautiful and melodious tune lingered in the entire lobby. The sound of the piano was as clear and crisp as a mountain spring, and the sound of gurgling water,

Pure but not noisy, loose or bright... The slender fingers linger among the strings, caressing and plucking them skillfully. Sometimes the sound is as low as a whisper, sometimes reverses like a torrent, or intermittently solid, looming, soft and hard at the same time.

Soft and crisp...

The fingertips slid over the last note, and the song ended. Everyone was still immersed in the artistic conception of the music, and the lingering sound lingered around for a long time.

After the silence, everyone came back to life, with thunderous applause and shouts, and the whole place was in an uproar...


Chapter completed!