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Chapter 42 Shipwreck

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    A woman in red sneered at Yu Qingya's statement, and she stood up to fight.  The people around the woman immediately cheered when they saw it, and the eyes of other people in the banquet room were also attracted, looking at the scene in front of them with smiles.

    ?? Music is an elegant thing, and the coexistence of elegance and competition in fighting music is eye-catching, especially since the protagonists are two women with good looks and good family backgrounds. This kind of excitement is rare to see.  As soon as the woman in red stood up, a maid immediately cleared an open space and set up the piano table.

    When the woman in red sat down at the piano table, everyone¡¯s eyes were focused on her.  The woman in red took a deep breath, raised her hand and tried the sound. The movement of her hand suddenly accelerated, and the sound poured out from her fingers.

    The woman in red dared to dismantle Yu Qingya in public, so she naturally relied on her piano skills.  Her song was fast and fast, and the sound was as loud as a sudden rain.  Many people on both sides looked approvingly, commenting in low voices on the red girl's piano skills with those around her.

    Yu Qingjia was listening attentively when his sleeve was suddenly tugged.  She turned around and saw Madam Zhou, who had questioned Yu Qingya many times before, looking at her curiously: "Are you the sixth lady of the Yu family?"

    "Exactly." Yu Qingjia said seriously, "I lived in Qingzhou with my father for the past two years, and I just came back recently."

    "It turns out you just came back, no wonder." Mrs. Zhou nodded and said seriously, "I'll tell you, you are so good-looking, I will definitely remember you if I see you. It turns out you just came back, no wonder I don't recognize you.  "

    At this time, the whole people pursue beauty, and good-looking people can even avoid death penalty.  Yu Qingjia had been accustomed to others' attention since she was a child, but this was the first time she was praised directly by someone of the same sex. Yu Qingjia was a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "Mother Zhou praised me, I deserve it."

    "What's the point? You're just good-looking. Not only those men, but I also want to get close to you." Zhou Niang waved her hands indifferently, and suddenly came closer and said, "It's always Zhou Niang's, too unfamiliar.  Yes. My name is Zhou Suzhi, what about you?"

    A woman¡¯s maiden name is not easily revealed to others. Zhou Suzhi took the initiative to say her name now, which shows his sincerity. Yu Qingjia smiled and said, "My name is Qingjia."

    "Qingjia." Zhou Suzhi chewed these two words in his mouth and found that even the beauty's name was equally catchy.  Zhou Suzhi sat next to Yu Qingjia, with a pointed smile on his lips, and gestured to Yu Qingjia with his eyes: "This piece is fast, but it has no emotion, but it is rare to be able to play it well with just one finger. It's so fast.  Yin, do you think your fourth sister can play it?"

    Yu Qingjia also looked towards the middle of the hall.  The red girl played her favorite song, playing it fast and steady. Being able to memorize all the notes at such a fast speed is considered a genius. If you still want to play it without missing a beat, I'm afraid it's impossible.  Everyone was whispering to each other, obviously feeling that the woman in red had already won.  But Yu Qingya still sat firmly despite everyone's casual looks, without even a slight sway on her head.  There was a smile on her lips, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth was always just right, as if it had been calculated to the perfect position, without any stiffness or slack.

    Seeing Yu Qingya like this, although many people felt that Yu Qingya was exaggerating, they did not dare to look down upon her at this moment.  Zhou Suzhi curled his lips disdainfully when he saw Yu Qingya's behavior: "It's just pretentious, how can you pretend to be a genius? Oh, if she really has the ability to remember what she hears, how come she has remained unknown for so many years?"

    Zhou Suzhi was very disdainful of Yu Qingya in his voice, and obviously did not think that Yu Qingya could really restore this song.  Not only Zhou Suzhi, but also other people in the lobby thought the same way. How could he remember all the syllables after listening to them once and play them out intact? How could this be possible by just one person?

    But Yu Qingjia slowly shook his head, with a solemn expression on his face.  Zhou Suzhi was surprised when he saw Yu Qingjia's performance: "What's going on with you? Do you really believe what she says? She just puts gold on her face and never forgets it. She really dares to say it."

    Yu Qingjia shook his head and stretched out his hand to stop Zhou Suzhi's words: "This lady has finished playing bullets. You will know if it is true or false after listening to it once."

    The woman in red stood up, nodded to King Yingchuan at the top, then picked up her skirt and walked down.  When she passed Yu Qingya, she glanced disdainfully from the corner of her eyes.

    Yu Qingya¡¯s smile seemed to be getting deeper and deeper. She sat down at the piano table, and the lingering sound left by the woman in red seemed to remain on the strings.  In full view of everyone, she stretched out her hand, pressed the strings, and suddenly exerted force on her fingertips, and the intense sound that was exactly the same as before suddenly flowed down.

    Yu Qingjia¡¯s waist immediately straightened up, and Zhou Suzhi also opened his mouth in astonishment: ¡°How is it possible? It¡¯s not bad at all¡­¡±

    By the time the song was played, the hall was filled with conversations, and everyone looked at Yu Qingya in surprise.  The woman in red looks extremely ugly, this is her specialtyDon't know what to say.  Yu Qingjia shook her hand hard and smiled at her: "I'm fine. It's cold outside. You see your hands are cold from the wind. Go back first!"

    Zhou Suzhi wanted to comfort and encourage. Seeing her sincere eyes, Yu Qingjia stopped talking and said clearly: "I know what I am doing, I know it in my heart. Don't worry about me, go back and warm your hands first."

    "Okay." Zhou Suzhi calmed down under the influence of Yu Qingjia's attitude. She held Yu Qingjia's palm with both hands and said firmly, "I know you will win. I am waiting for your good news in the house."

    Yu Qingjia nodded with a smile. After sending Zhou Suzhi away, Yinzhu hugged Qin and said weakly: "Sixth Miss"

    In fact, Yu Qingjia was not as confident as she showed to Zhou Suzhi. Seeing that there was no one around, Yu Qingjia also sighed sadly: "Stop talking, put the piano in place first."

    She was actually panicked, but now that the matter was over, what could Yu Qingjia do?  She could only bite the bullet and go down.

    Yu Qingjia sat down, pressed her fingers on the strings, and thought about what kind of music could stump the system.

    The woman in red plays a fast song, but the system is different from people. It can call the data repeatedly and listen to it again and again. No matter how fast she plays, can she still beat the system calculation?  Zhou Suzhi learned from the lessons of his predecessors and switched from fast to slow, choosing ethereal and melodious elegant music. However, the music score was still analyzed by the system.

    Both fast and slow have failed, what choice does she have?

    The wind is already very cold in the autumn night, and the surrounding bamboo curtains collide back and forth in the night wind, exuding the unique fragrance of bamboo.  Yu Qingjia was frowning and thinking, when suddenly there was a soft sound in his ear, and half of the pavilion went dark.

    The candle in the southeast corner of the water pavilion was blown out by the wind. Yu Qingjia followed the movement and raised his head. Just as he was about to call Yin Zhu over to relight the fire, his hand was pressed by another force.

    "Don't talk, it's me." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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