Yan Qi took two pieces of rice paper and asked Yuan Bao: "Can you sing?"
Yuan Bao said: "Young lady taught me how to sing, and I can do it just so-so."
She is so humble.
In fact, Yuanbao is famous for singing. Apart from Wu Meizhi, Yuanbao is also one of the best in Luohuafang.
Jie Siwen hummed: "I want you to recite poetry, but you want to sing music. It's really a donkey's head and the horse's mouth."
Yan Qi looked back and glared at Xie Siwen: "Then please shut up, you stupid donkey."
"you……"
Jie Siwen's face was flushed and he felt very uncomfortable.
Yan Qi said to Wu Meizhi: "I made this poem, which is very suitable for singing. Why don't the three of us work together for once. I will play the drums, Miss Meizhi will play the flute, and Yuan Bao will sing. How about it? Sirs, do you like to listen to Yuan Bao? Singing, Miss Meichi playing the flute?”
"certainly!"
"It's what I asked for."
…
There was a burst of praise from everyone.
"That's fine!"
Takemi was still a little worried, so she took the shakuhachi and opened the first piece of rice paper.
This is the sheet music.
Jie Siwen sneered at the side: "Haha, a little servant dares to write music scores? Do you really think you are a green onion? If you can make music scores, what's the use of being a musician? I really don't know how much I weigh. "
Wu Meizhi looked at the music score made by Yan Qi and stared at it for a while. He couldn't help being surprised and bowed to Yan Qi: "Master Yan, I didn't expect that you are also a great person in the music world. Meizhi has learned a lesson."
"Ah, this..."
Jie Siwen was in trouble again.
Wu Meizhi's musical attainments are unparalleled in Suzhou, and she is very authoritative. I didn't expect that she would give such a high evaluation to Yan Qi's music score. It was blinding.
Jie Siwen said disdainfully: "Huh, it's just pretending to brag. We are all in the same group. Do you think I don't understand?
Yuan Bao took out the second piece of rice paper.
When I opened it, a song lyric came into view.
Yuan Bao looked at it with beautiful eyes, unable to help himself: "Such beautiful, so sad, and so sad lyrics. Mr. Yan, you... you are really amazing."
Jie Sanjia really couldn't stand Wu Meizhi and Yuan Bao's boasting about Yan Qi, and snorted: "Whether it's awesome or not, I still need you to judge, you guys have to say it doesn't count."
Yuan Bao and Wu Meizhi practiced silently twice.
"Master Yan, let's begin."
Yan Qi smiled slightly and the drums sounded.
The sound of the flute is melodious.
Yuanbao's voice is full of emotion, and the fishing boat sings late.
Take away a fishing fire and let it warm my eyes.
Leave a piece of true love behind and let it park by the Maple Bridge.
Helpless, I have become alienated from that emotion.
It was only after many years that I realized that I was back in front of you.
The lingering bell is still beating my sleepless nights.
The dusty days will never be a cloud.
You must have kept that smiling face after a long absence.
After many years, can we accept each other's changes?
The moon sets and the crow crows, which is always the wind and frost of thousands of years.
The sound of the waves is still there, but it is no longer the same as the night before.
Today you and I will repeat yesterday's story.
Can this old ferry ticket board your passenger ship?
The lingering bell is still beating my sleepless nights.
The dusty days will never be a cloud.
You must have kept that smiling face after a long absence.
After many years, can we accept each other's changes?
The moon sets and the crow crows, which is always the wind and frost of thousands of years.
The sound of the waves is still there, but it is no longer the same as the night before.
Today you and I will repeat yesterday's story.
Can this old ferry ticket board your passenger ship?
…
The flute plays melodiously and the drums pound.
Yuanbao's melodious voice shuttles through the music, with both emotion and emotion.
After listening to this, everyone was intoxicated.
Even Jie Sanjia was brought into the song and followed the beat.
At the end of the song, Jie Sanjia realized that this was Yan Qi's lyrics. He gritted his teeth with hatred and cursed secretly: "What bullshit lyrics are just picking up people's wisdom."
…
After Wu Meizhi and Yuan Bao sang the duet, the two held hands and leaned against each other. Their beautiful eyes glanced at Yan Qi in unison, with a pool of autumn water hidden in their eyes.
The sound of the waves still melted their hearts.
Men are talented and not scary.
The scary thing is that men are talented and understand women's thoughts.
The sound of Yan Qi's song is still the same, conquering the hearts of Yuan Bao and Wu Meizhi.
They were captured.
Kong Chen listened to the music and recalled the past with tears in his eyes.
All the talented people sat quietly for a long time before they finally came to their senses.
"The sound of the waves is still there, which makes me sigh. The past is still vivid in my mind, but it can never be undone, and I am filled with emotions."
"The voice is full of emotion, the lyrics are full of meaning, and the friendship is deep. To put it bluntly, this piece of music will be passed down through the ages."
"It is extremely contagious, good words are hidden in emotion, and good works will be passed down forever. This flower-picking order is a worthwhile trip, haha, it should come to light."
…
Jie Sanjia's expression was ferocious, and he gnashed his teeth in hatred.
Jie Siwen shouted: "What words, what music? I don't think it's good, it's really noisy. I think Jie Jieyuan won."
Yan Qi chuckled: "What qualifications do you have to criticize? That donkey's head and horse's mouth, you'd better sit down and wait to eat grass."
"you……"
There are no words to answer the explanation.
Wu Meizhi asked leisurely: "Fellow talents, what do you think? Who wins and who loses?"
Xie Sanjia suddenly became nervous and looked at all the talents.
There was a strong hint of threat in his eyes.
However, the talented people have been so moved that they don't want anything, so what's the use of turning a blind eye to threats.
"Master Yan wins."
"Master Yan is determined to win."
"Master Yan is really a great figure in the literary world."
…
Jie Siwen shouted loudly: "Hey, you are all crazy. Who are you ignorant people? Jie Jieyuan is the most powerful. I order you to choose Jie Jieyuan immediately, otherwise, I will make you walk around without food. ...Hey, you should listen to what I have to say, hey, listen to me."
The talented people only focused on praising Yan Qi, and everyone was talking about it. How could they hear what Jie Siwen was barking about?
Jie Sanjia was devastated.
Listening to everyone praising Yan Qi and treating Yan Qi as an idol, his heart felt so cold that even if he was thrown into the furnace, there would be no warmth at all.
Lost.
I actually lost to a little servant.
Moreover, it is still above the literary talent.
I am the number one talent who has won three yuan in a row. I am the leader of the younger generation. I am the idol of young talents.
Unexpectedly, I lost all my pants.
How can one be so sad?
Jie Sanjia's eyes were red, he stood up, stared at Yan Qi, pointed at Yan Qi, wanted to say something, but couldn't.
Yan Qi said with a smile on his face: "Go away, I won't send you away."
"you……"
Jie Sanjia no longer had the shame to stay here. He couldn't even say a harsh word and walked away.
Jie Siwen was arrogant, pointing his fingers at heaven and earth: "Yan Qi, wait for me, and you, Yuan Bao, wait for me too. I, Jie Siwen, am not someone to be trifled with. Let's see if I can kill you with my money."
Yan Qi flipped her fingertips, and a cup of hot tea flew out, splashing on Xie Siwen's face.
Jie Siwen was so hot that he screamed, covered his face and ran away.
