Lan Zhirou felt that the whole world was not good.

The straw bag can play the piano, and it is still the nobleman in the piano art-Guqin.

Wiping, picking, hooking, picking, hitting, plucking, beating, supporting; kneeling, digging, lifting, claw-up, full support, half support, interlocking, turning fingers, ringing... every **** is actually So skilled! elegant!

No wonder Cao Bao chose to wear a moon-white skirt today!

Sitting next to the piano stand of the guqin, the gentle moon-white dress coat and the dark guqin are really an antique picture scroll, like a little fairy descending on nine days.

Lan Zhirou's eyes were red, her face was blue, and her heart was sad.

After the song was over, Nalan Xiner graced the stage and returned to the background.

Carrying this guqin, which is warm and moist, and stroking the strings, she said silently in her heart: Mom, have you heard the sound of my piano in the sky?

If you pull out all your hair, you can go back to the moment you are still there. I really want to go back and say sorry to you, mom.

I was stupid in my previous life. I was raised by a vicious stepmother into an idle sloppy waste. After so much time wasted, but did not cherish the talent inheritance you left behind. I was still a useless sloppy bag until I died. I was despised and humiliated by others. .

In this life, I will never let this stupid thing happen again, mother, please look at me in the sky and see how I let those who have insulted me step by step toward pain and destruction.

The strings seemed to tremble or were shaken by her emotions.

This is the guqin that mother Xuanyuanqin loved the most during his lifetime, and it is also the only relic left.

If it hadn't been for Uncle Mu to keep the piano in the flower room, I'm afraid it would have been sold and embezzled by the scum stepmother along with the precious jewelry.

That day, she went back to Nalan's house to pick up something, which was the piano score and the piano left by her mother.

Although there is a knack for piano practice in Big Ben, she knows that Lan Zhirou will definitely play the piano, and she does not bother to perform the same talent as Lan Zhirou!

To do it, do the best one!

Standing on the highest point, the one who cannot be surpassed!

And the phoenix guqin of her mother was a treasure handed down from the Xuanyuan family, and it would definitely help her beat the audience.

Of course, guqin alone is not enough. She has never learned the art of piano. It is difficult for her to play an amazing piano music!

Fortunately, there is learning space, she can practice hard day and night.

Every time I enter the space, I will play for a whole day and night, and never stop playing for dozens of hours.

The audience praised her for running clouds and flowing water, and sighed that her luck is always so good, and she can always encounter miracles, but who can see her ten slender fingers, the skin is red under the tape wrapped around them, which is caused by frequent practice for a long time. Capillary hyperemia...

Several fingers flicked before, she would say?

of course not.

Because what others see is glory.

No one will look at your injured finger.

Nalan Xin'er's hand struck a trailing sound on the strings, raised her proud little chin, and walked into the backstage lounge.

Lan Zhirou was walking out, ready to play next.

The two passed by.

"Sister, congratulations, she plays very well." Lan Zhirou's surface skill is first-rate.

"Thank you, I wish you a low self-esteem to play abnormally." Nalan Xiner can't be bothered to lie.

"..." Lan Zhirou was stuffed with her heart, this **** straw bag!

But the host was calling her name, and she couldn't continue to argue with Nalan Xin'er, so she had to leave angrily.

Nalan Xin'er arrived in the lounge, and just sat down, Lin Yiyao pinched her waist and swaggered over to demonstrate——

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