Mysterious God-level Scan

"Hey, Fairy, he only knows a thing or two. I'm afraid he can only show ugliness when he comes out."

"That's right, fairy, don't be deceived by his appearance."

Someone immediately spoke up and said dissatisfiedly.

These people are those who are angry with Ye Cang in their hearts.

As everyone knows, Ye Ye Cang is not doing anything at all.

But he really didn't know what maids should not be brought here. He originally wanted to join in the fun and inquire about the news of the next emperor, but he didn't care about the invisible rules of the conference.

Look at the faces of the people.

Ye Zicang also guessed why he was so dissatisfied.

However, he could only shrug his shoulders helplessly.

It's not that I want to show off, but that I can't help myself.

next second.

Some people also started to boo, wanting to see Ye Zicang making a fool of himself, let him come out and play a song.

see this scene.

Inadvertently, Ye Zicang popped up in his mind the words of the male protagonist who read novels before.

People, once you are too cocky, you will shine wherever you go.

"If that's the case, then I'll be ugly."

Ye Ye Cang, like a gentleman who is indifferent to the world, put away his folding fan and stood up.

Watch this scene.

Let the beautiful eyes of many arrogant women shine.

immediately.

He walked towards the field in front of everyone.

I didn't learn from other people's illusion stone chair.

Just sit there.

A quaint long qin appeared on Ye Zicang's legs.

"Boom"

The slender fingers lightly tap the strings

A melodious and melodious melody swaying through the garden

The sound was incessant.

Fascinating.

The noisy garden is silent, only the beautiful music is swaying.

He opened his mouth lightly, and a melodious voice sounded from Ye Zicang's mouth.

"Listen to the broken strings, scattered with tangled thirteen, look at Hua Ting, there are few fingers and grace"

The sound of the piano curls.

There are tender grasses growing, flowers blooming, and vitality blooming.

Many spirit butterflies fluttering in the garden in the distance, attracted by this wonderful sound, flew over.

Form a spectacular and beautiful picture, dance here.

Everyone was immersed in it, and it was the same as the woman in white, and even more powerful.

The eyes of the woman in white shone brightly.

He folded up his white clothes, with mysterious cloud sleeves, and sat on the ground.

Ye Zicang lowered his eyes and face, immersed in the world of his own rhythm.

The slender and graceful fingers danced the strings like clouds and water.

People move with the sound.

It's just that there is something in those eyes that flashes away, which makes people unable to grasp, but wants to peep, and unconsciously, people have been attracted, and they are intoxicated with sound and people.

Yoshihisa

The piano music was finished in the field, but everyone was still immersed in it for a long time, unable to extricate themselves.

The only thing that didn't change was the woman in white.

The pair of beautiful autumn eyes under the veil looked directly at Ye Zi Cang, as if to see through Ye Zi Cang.

And at this time.

Ye Zicang smiled like a spring breeze, also looking at the woman in white.

There is a sparkle in the eyes.