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Chapter 682 Senior Sister, listen to my explanation

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    The sound was extremely short and was muffled. I couldn¡¯t hear the specifics for a moment. I just subconsciously felt it was familiar. I don¡¯t know if it was an illusion.  Qin Yi didn't have the mind to think about that at this time. The eyes of the entire hall were looking at him

    An An felt that if she were standing and being watched by a group of people like this, she might be drenched in cold sweat, but her husband still stood there quietly, with a tall and straight figure, calm eyes, and no trace of panic at all.

    Qi Niu looked a little strange. He looked at Qin Yi for a while and then muttered in a low voice: "The blood of God the Father although it is very weak where did it come from?"

    Qin Yi smiled and said: "If your Majesty is interested, we can discuss this in detail later? What is more important now is the concert, isn't it?"

    Prisoner Niu smiled: "That makes sense."

    Everyone was shocked.

    It¡¯s just like this?

    It doesn¡¯t matter if he doesn¡¯t kneel?

    Prisoner Niu said calmly: "People from China do not follow the etiquette of the sea. The blood of the father god does not worship the body of the heir. Sit down."

    The tense atmosphere relaxed instantly, and you could even hear the sound of some people finally letting out their breaths.

    The power of the formless and the majesty of the king, even if it shows nothing, it can naturally make its subjects extremely depressed.  I really don¡¯t know how this Chinese person can talk so easily

    However, these two sentences made Qin Yi's impression of this fat otaku instantly improve countless times. He was a very reasonable man and did not try to be intimidating, so he was not bad.  You can definitely make a friend afterwards and share your experiences as a housekeeper.

    He sat back and waited for the concert to start.

    An An quietly tugged on his sleeve and whispered: "Sir, you are so brave."

    Qin Yi smiled and said, "I admire you even more. A Zhai, who is so easy to talk to, was so angry at you that you were such a jerk. You are the only one like you."

    An An was extremely embarrassed. After holding it in for a long time, she asked curiously: "Have you really never knelt before, sir?"

    Qin Yi said: "Yes."

    An Anqi asked: "When?"

    Qin Yi looked in front of him with no expression: "When I was in bed with your wife."

    "Bah." An An blushed and stopped talking.

    But I heard an old turtle next to the throne say: "The King's concert is held every few years, and everyone is familiar with the rules, so I won't go into details. It's still the old rules, everyone plays music in turn, as long as it is related to music.  , regardless of musical instruments, singing, dancing, or various coordination. Whether it is showing skills or coming up with new ideas, it is not demanding and there is no ranking. There is only one thing, and it is not allowed to be perfunctory."

    Qin Yi nodded after hearing this. This is indeed a love of music, just for music and has nothing to do with anything else.  What I imagined before was that I wanted hundreds of ethnic groups to flatter me, but I was wronged At least that wasn't my original intention, it was just to appreciate the music of all ethnic groups.  Of course, for each tribe, there is a desire to flatter each other, and they also secretly compete with each other to win the favor of the king. This is another matter.

    Like An An turning into a ground roller, it is obviously regarded as "perfunctory", and it is not surprising that it offends the prisoner cow They don't ask you to perform well. Even if you are familiar with rehearsals, you shouldn't step on your own skirt and roll over during rehearsals.  Not even rehearsing, it¡¯s not just perfunctory

    God knows that An An is really not perfunctory, just that kind of virtue.  I just don¡¯t know if my performance will be normal this time after my special training of opening a clam shell

    Each ethnic group is already performing in turn.

    The first one to appear is the snail girls, they are particularly confident in this aspect.

    Qin Yi also thinks that their conch sounds are really nice, and their skills are extremely superb, almost Taoist.  I'm just a little regretful. Just using conch is still boring. People like me who haven't listened to it a few times will feel very good, but like Qi Niu, who has listened to you for tens of thousands of years, what else does it feel like?

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    She didn¡¯t show any signs of it. After the conch girl finished blowing, she nodded and said, ¡°Not bad, there will be a reward.¡±

    The snail girl happily followed the old turtle to receive the reward, not knowing what the reward was.  Then the familiar Siren began to sing.

    Singing can actually express more than a single instrument, and Siren's singing voice is world-famous. She is a top singer in any era, but it is a pity that they still have their shortcomings.

    The song of the siren tends to be seductive, sad, sorrowful, etc.  The better images are also those of longing, tranquility, and vastness.  You can¡¯t expect the siren to sing any hymns of joy, nor can you expect to sing praises of beautiful rivers and mountains.These properties are not the same as those of the Kraken at all.

    Although there are many races in the sea, after tens of thousands of years, the prisoners are really tired of hearing about their things.

    As one group after another completed their performances, Qin Yi felt a lot more at ease.  He and An An's duet may not be technically adequate, but the image of the two butterflies dancing among the flowers is indeed lacking in the sea, and it can definitely be of some use.  There is no need to regard this performance as a performance. In this kind of atmosphere, it is more like competing with various ethnic groups. It is obvious that after entering the atmosphere, others are also competing with each other.

    After such a long period of edification, most races actually have a hobby for music themselves. Not to mention the prisoners, others are also looking forward to what new products of each race.  Since there is no ranking, there is no fighting. Once you get into the atmosphere, it is completely a music exchange meeting for all ethnic groups.

    But it was obvious that Qi Niu looked more and more disappointed, almost starting to sigh.

    ??It¡¯s not that everyone¡¯s standards are unskilled, nor that they don¡¯t care, it¡¯s just that they are really tired of it.

    A wisp of flute sound floated leisurely, as if a mountain breeze was blowing, the fresh fragrance of flowers spread faintly, and a small bird sang a cappella in the air.

    Just the first note made everyone in the venue tremble.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Everyone turned to look at the source of the flute sound, and saw the man in green who was not kneeling just now, stood up again, the flute was placed on his lips, the notes were played lightly, and his demeanor was leisurely.

    There is a butterfly passing through the flowers, flying up and down, cheerful and leisurely.

    Hearing the sound of the flute, Prisoner Niu couldn't help but turn his head, as if to see who was behind him. He turned halfway and then endured it, his eyes were very surprised.

    This technique, the entire music theory and the people behind the screen are completely in line with each other.

    Another flute sound sounded, and another butterfly chased behind it.  An An began to make peace.

    "Thumping", it fell into the flower.

    Qin Yi¡¯s cheek twitched.

    Everyone: ""

    Prisoner Niu: ""

    An An's face turned red and she glanced at Qin Yi's expression in a panic.  Qin Yi shook his head slightly, indicating that there was no need to be nervous, and the sound of the flute became gentler.

    It¡¯s like the butterfly flying on the flower stretches out its wings to pull up the fallen one.

    I pulled it, but it didn¡¯t come up. The butterfly was still rolling under the flower.

    "Pfft" Someone laughed.

    The prisoner cow also laughed, this An Anhe came to roll around last time, is he here to be cute this time?

    But no matter what, it still brings unprecedented novelty to it.

    Very interesting flute sound, even if the butterfly is rolling, it is still interesting.

    Seeing that Prisoner Niu was not angry, but instead smiling, An An felt a little calmer, became more courageous, and behaved much more normally.  I have to say that the recent training of opening a clam shell is still very useful. Her acceptance of onlookers is more than one level better than before, and her mentality calmed down so quickly.

    The big butterfly above got under the flowers and stretched out its wings to the little butterfly again. The little butterfly caught on it and flew out happily. The two butterflies danced on the flowers, and the cheerful and lively singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers filled the hall.

    In the joy, hidden feelings gradually rose, and the little butterfly chased the big butterflies in attachment, surrounded by double flying, and reluctant to love.

    Prisoner Niu nodded his head when he heard this. He had gained three tastes of the music, which was pretty good to say He was having fun when he suddenly felt murderous intent coming from behind him.

    Prisoner Niu blinked his eyes, but said nothing.

    The song comes to an end.

    There was thunderous applause in the hall.

    It¡¯s not about how good the performer is, but in terms of technique alone, he is inferior to everyone else. An An is just passing the test at best.  However, this fresh meaning of butterfly dancing in the mountains is completely different from the images of various ethnic groups in the sea, and it really brings unprecedented new ideas to everyone.

    Listening to the applause around her, An An was very happy. She looked at Qin Yi beside her with a bright smile and gentle eyes.

    But Qin Yi¡¯s face was stiff at this moment, and he forgot to put down the flute on his lips.

    At that moment, you seemed to feel murderous intent?  A very familiar murderous aura, likelike

    At this moment, a voice of gnashing teeth came from behind the screen: "I know that when I pick up a little girl, my flute skills are not as good as they were ten years ago. If I compare with myself, I have regressed into the mud! The worst thing about this concert is this piece  ! Get them out quickly, I¡¯m upset after seeing them!¡±

    Qin Yi¡¯s face turned green.

    Prisoner Niu stretched out a pair of short hands, touched his chin and looked at Qin Yi, and said leisurely: "Perhaps you all think that this concert is my king's convention In fact, this concert is specially organized for my king, Shang Qing, for her to collect  The voice of hundreds of tribes. Sosince she said so"

    The feathered guards who were supposed to be preparing to carry the person out looked at each other, at a loss.

    "Wait, wait a minute!" Qin Yi shouted: "Senior sister, please listen to my explanation!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)The feathered guards who were supposed to be preparing to carry the person out looked at each other, at a loss.

    "Wait, wait a minute!" Qin Yi shouted: "Senior sister, please listen to my explanation!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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