Online game of short knife

Chapter 584

Seriously turned his head and saw that Mr. Peng's eyes were straightened, and his face was full of admiration.

this guy can't be saved
"The little girl is here, which hero would like to show off her talents first?" Jian Chongren said loudly.

"Talent?" Serious facial muscles twitched, isn't it better than Wen Cai?Why do you choose your son-in-law based on your talent? ?Has it turned into a variety show?

"What would you order?" He lowered his voice seriously and asked Mr. Peng.

Mr. Peng said with a bitter face, "Does it count if I can sing 18?"

"After singing, we can go straight home." He seriously stared at Mr. Peng and said, singing 18 on this occasion?Thank you for thinking it out!

"It's serious, it's up to you, help my brother this time, if I can marry Miss Jian's family, I will make a straw title in the next life, and I will repay you as a cow or a horse." Mr. Peng pulled Seriously by his sleeve and begged.

Depend on!How dare you say let me rest assured?Seriously looking at Mr. Peng's appearance, he was very helpless. At this moment, a system notification sounded, indicating that the task of traveling together was completed, and the follow-up task was to help Mr. Peng pass the test of the Jian family.

I say!This bird task!It hurts a lot, so I have to find a way to find a rescuer. I can't just kneel before the martial arts competition. I have to deal with it. It's fine if the wandering scholar is here, at least he has a good singing voice.

"Yan Baiwu, Qingqingqing, are you there?" I can only look for these two guys, and they don't look talented no matter how they look.

"Yes." Yan Baiwu took the lead.

"Is there any way to solve it?" Seriously asked.

"You're asking the right person. Qingqingqing was born in Qixiufang, and she is the best at singing and dancing. It's not like she can dance around with a sword." Yan Baiwu said.

"That's good, let Qingqing come out quickly, and I'll be ready to synchronize my spirits immediately." Seriously said happily.

"You want me to dance? All right, you change into women's clothes first, and disguise yourself as a woman. I'm not used to dancing like a man." Wei Qingqing

"Become a woman, don't even think about it! It's better to just admit it, Mr. Peng won't have a chance anyway." Said seriously depressed.

"That's up to you, hehe." Wei Qingqing said with a smile.

"How about I use the voice-changing technique to imitate the scholar's voice and sing a song?" I have heard the wandering scholar sing many times, so it shouldn't be difficult to sing.

"What song do you want to sing? Two tigers are the most dazzling national style? Are you showing off? They are all ancient people, and they can't appreciate modern pop songs." Yan Baiwu threw serious cold water without hesitation.

"You should be able to deal with it if you find someone with a little more ancient style?" Said seriously not sure.

"You thought it was a novel! The routine of singing popular songs to convince everyone in ancient times is no longer popular. Thinking about it makes me feel embarrassed." Wei Qingqing complained.

During the exchange between Serge and Yan Baiwu and Wei Qingqing, Fan Changjing, the son of Hongye, had already walked to the field with Zhang Guqin in his arms, and nodded to the surroundings, "I will show my shame first."

After finishing speaking, Fan Changjing sat cross-legged on the same spot, crossed the Guqin between his knees, and slowly plucked the seven strings with his white and slender fingers.

Fan Changjing obviously put in a lot of hard work on the guqin, and he has profound attainments. He seriously doesn't appreciate ancient music very much, but he also feels that the sound of the guqin is pleasant to the ears.

The song is over, Yu Yinxiaoxiao.

"Good! I have heard for a long time that Mr. Fan's piano skills are outstanding, but now that I hear it, it really sounds like a fairy, extremely wonderful." Jian Chongren took the lead in clapping his hands and applauding.

Immediately, there was applause in the field, Jian Lingyu stared at Fan Changjing, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, making Mr. Peng's mouth feel bitter.

"Cut, it's much worse than Uncle Gao Jiangting's playing. The old man of Jian's family is talking nonsense, bragging and not drafting. Can this be called a fairy sound? It's really shallow." Wei Qingqing said disdainfully. .

"Then can you play the piano? We can also borrow his piano to play." Seriously.

"No!" Wei Qingqing replied decisively.

"Then you still have the nerve to say others, at least they can play."

"Could it be that I'm not happy to hear it, so I'm not allowed to comment?" Wei Qingqing said displeased.

With Fan Changjing's performance, the crowd who were eager to try it all suddenly died down. No one dared to show up on stage, for fear of being ugly, humiliating themselves, and leaving a bad impression in front of Miss Jian's family.

Murong Shiqing, who had been flirting with the girl named Yan'er in her arms, stood up and said with a big laugh, "Since Brother Fan has shown his skills, I can't let you be prettier."

After finishing speaking, Murong Shiqing walked out from behind the desk with Yan'er in his arms, looked at Yan'er with a smile, took out a jade flute from his bosom, brought it to his lips, the long and melodious sound of the flute rose slowly, clear and distant, Melody and joyful, endlessly, Yan'er danced around Murong Shiqing with the sound of the flute, her dancing posture was graceful, and she matched with the flute played by Murong Shiqing very tacitly. people.

Jian Lingyu was a little displeased, she pouted her small mouth slightly, and turned her head away. It's no wonder that this party was all held for her to choose a son-in-law. Murong Shiqing was handsome and very chic, but he still brought Seeing a beautiful woman, obviously not selected for the bird screen, how could Jian Lingyu have a good impression of him.

These two guys really came out to walk the rivers and lakes?Why are you so proficient in musical instruments, did you go to the wrong set?Seriously slandered secretly, frowning silently thinking about how to pass this talent show.

A sound transmission penetrated into serious ears, "Benefactor Yan, there is no need to worry too much. After all, the Jian family is a family of Jianghu, and martial arts are the foundation of their foothold. You can just fool around with this talent."

Seriously startled, it was the old monk Xuanzhen's voice, looked up, Master Xuanzhen was looking towards him, nodded slightly, and closed his eyes again.

But just met once, this master Xuanzhen seems to have a good impression of him, and he specially reminded himself, is it because of his hidden fate again?Seriously surprised.

The sound of the flute stopped, Yan'er turned lightly with her lotus steps, and with a graceful turn, she just sent herself into Murong Shiqing's arms, and the two looked at each other affectionately and smiled.

Situ Chengye, son of Qinglian, couldn't see it, and snorted coldly, "For me in the martial arts, if I don't concentrate on studying martial arts, but instead focus on these miscellaneous studies, it's really putting the cart before the horse!"

"I am free and unrestrained. I just want to live a happy life. I don't want to be different. Brother Situ, why do you impose your ideas on me." Murong Shiqing said indifferently, and took Yan'er with his arms around her.

Along with Fan Changjing, who was one of the four great princes of the Northland, Murong Shiqing had already shown off. Situ Chengye was not to be outdone, and walked to the center of the arena with a cold face, "A certain swordsmanship, please give me your advice!"

(End of this chapter)