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One thousand five hundred and sixty-seven chapters and people in Yanguang

Lin Chong did not waste time, cleared his throat, and said simply: "Let's start."

Guan Wei was prepared and greeted Yang Ying and Yukino who were standing next to her. The three girls were like hardworking little bees, quickly getting busy.

Soon, a small performance venue was built.

"What are they doing?"

Su Miao and Guan Yuxin looked at each other, confused.

Guan Wei stuffed a microphone into Lin Chong's hand, then faced everyone, and bowed in a pretentious manner: "Next, Brother Lin and I will present a wonderful audio-visual feast together, please enjoy it."

Faced with Guan Wei's self-proclaimed self-proclaiming, even though Lin was calm, he couldn't resist it. He turned his head silently and considered whether to go back on his word.

However, Guan Wei did not feel embarrassed at all. Instead, she was content with satisfaction, raised her head and looked around, waiting for cheers and applause to ring.

"Smack it!"

Yang Ying and Yukino cooperated very well and applauded hard.

"A wonderful audio-visual feast?"

Lu Yin looked strange and endured her laughter and worked hard. She put her hands together in a trumpet shape and shouted at Guan Wei: "Little Weiwei, stop bragging, your cowhide is almost blown to pieces!"

Having said that, she was still quite supportive and patted her a few times after she finished calling.

"Who bragged? I didn't brag!"

Guan Wei raised her chin proudly and let out a soft hum in her nostrils.

Chen Qing put his thumb and index finger into his mouth, whistled loudly, and frowned and said, "Little Weiwei, come on, I believe in you!"

Guan Wei dispelled the noise from the outside world and took a deep breath.

With this action, her already bulging breasts became more and more full and attractive, and her sweet and cute face had a temptation that surpassed her age.

"Brother Lin, what song do you want me to play?"

Guan Wei turned her head and stared at Lin Chong's side face, her eyes were clear, and her whole body exuded an elegant and quiet temperament, which was completely different from usual, just like a youthful version of Guan Yuxin.

Lin Chong was a little dazed for a moment and couldn't help but look up at Guan Yuxin.

Guan Yuxin also happened to look at him.

The two of them collided in the sky, without saying a word, and they immediately understood each other's thoughts.

Guan Yuxin smiled and inadvertently showed her extraordinary charm, with thousands of words all in this smile.

Lin Chong withdrew his gaze without a trace and thought about it carefully: "The last time you played the song at the welcome party was good, and I think it's very suitable."

"ah?"

Guan Wei opened her mouth slightly, and subconsciously glanced at Yang Ying, saying, "I can't play that song alone..."

"It's okay, I'll help you." Yang Ying said without hesitation.

As soon as he finished speaking, before Guan Wei could refuse, Yang Ying turned around and ran out of the private theater.

Guan Wei stared at Yang Ying's back, and she was speechless, but she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Su Miao's eyes flashed, she took out her cell phone, dialed a certain number, and whispered a few words.

Two minutes later.

Yang Ying's figure appeared again at the door of the private theater. She was panting, holding a Guser in her arms, gently placed it on the shelf opposite Guan Wei, and then brought a round stool to sit down.

"Tsk..."

Guan Wei smacked her lips and made an unknown sound, and was a little dissatisfied with Yang Ying's self-decision.

But now that things have come to this, she can only pinch her nose and accept it.

The private theater gradually became quiet.

Guan Wei and Yang Ying sat on the left and right sides of Lin Chong, their eyes lowered, their breathing gradually slowed down, their expressions were serious and serious, and they entered a state of complete concentration.

Guan Wei's fingers were whispering, gently picking the strings.

"Zheng!"

A loud and exciting sound of the piano instantly came into everyone's ears, like the sound of a phoenix from the nine heavens, or like the lightning illuminating the night.

"Dong!"

After the piano sound, the stern sound rang out.

Compared with the piano sound, the ticr sound played by Yang Ying is obviously more delicate, like the flowing water slowly flowing through the forest, like the breeze blowing slowly across the mountains.

The sound of the piano and the sound of the zither are integrated, and it is difficult to distinguish them.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath and listened with their ears.

Amid the circling sound of the zither and zither, Lin Chong closed his eyes slightly, and he said in a strong voice with a swaying and silence: "How short is the sun? A hundred years of hardships are easy to fill..."

Lin Chong's pronunciation is very standard, and it is extremely penetrating and infectious. It has a trace of metallic magnetism, which makes the women present tremble all over.

"The sky is vast, and the Tai Chi is long..."

"Magu's temples are hung, half of which have turned into frost..."

"The God of Heaven met the Jade Girl and laughed a lot..."

The sound of the piano and the sequin gradually slowed down, but the syllables became heavier and louder.

"Woo!"

At this moment, a melodious and melodious sound of flute suddenly came from behind everyone.

The flute player is Su Miao.

She stood up in a dark red bamboo flute in her hand, joining the ensemble of Yang Ying and Guan Wei.

The majestic and intense piano sound, the delicate and gentle throne sound, and the melodious and melodious flute sound, the three intertwined each other, and together outlined a magnificent, vast, and magnificent and beautiful picture.

Guan Yuxin lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes trembled like butterflies, and an indescribable throbbing arises in her heart.

Lu Yin wrapped her arms around her chest, her expression was particularly focused, and there was no one else in her eyes except Lin Chong.

Chen Qing leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, raised and fell with his fingers as the rhythm of the music, and he was immersed in the moving performance, and Liang Yu on the other side was the same.

Yukino held his chest with both hands, and his bright big eyes shone with tears.

Lin Chong continued to recite:

"I want to pick up the six dragons, and turn to the car and hang Fusang..."

"Drinking good wine in Beidou, and advising dragons to have a cup of wine..."

"We are not willing to be rich and honorable, and we will keep our eyes open..."

As if there was a heart-to-heart relationship, Su Miao, Yang Ying and Guan Wei spoke at the same time, echoing Lin Chong's voice and chanting: "We are not willing to be rich and noble, and we will keep our eyes on others..."

The lingering sound is lingering, and it will never be heard.

Although the performance was over, the private theater was still silent, and everyone was in a daze and thoughtful manner.

After a while, Guan Yuxin took the lead in breaking the silence atmosphere, gave a thumbs up, and sighed from the bottom of her heart: "It's so good."

After saying that, she stepped forward and hugged Su Miao, Guan Wei, Yang Ying and Lin Chong in turn.

"Smack it!"

The other girls woke up as if they were in a dream and applauded.

"How is it? I didn't brag, aren't I?"

Guan Wei put her hands on her hips, looking proud. If there was a tail behind her butt, she would have been in the sky long ago: "Is it a wonderful performance?"

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Lu Yin hugged Guan Wei in her arms and rubbed her head hard: "It's not only wonderful, but also shocking, and my sister almost cried."

Guan Wei was even more proud, her chin was raised high, like a general who had won a battle.

"Xiao Chong, can you tell us where the poem you just read comes from?"
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