After taking a short nap, my head was still a little dizzy now. Xiao Lang shook his head and rubbed his face hard, and then he became more energetic.

"Xiaoxuan, I'm dependent on you in the afternoon. I'm a little dizzy now." Xiaolang turned around and said to Ye Mingxuan next to him.

This situation was immediately discovered by the audience who were following the live broadcast and couldn't help but worry. In the eyes of ordinary viewers, Xiaolang is the leader of this small team, and only a few Ye Mingxuan's fans felt that Ye Mingxuan definitely surpassed Xiaolang.

Ye Mingxuan clicked, but had no objection to this, but asked with some concern: "Brother Lang, are you okay?"

"It's okay, maybe I have a cold at noon, so it's not a problem. But I can only be an audience member, you can deal with it in the afternoon." Xiao Langqiang said with a spirit.

Old Ye, who was sitting in the audience, frowned and looked at Xiaolang, turned to Shi Haishan and asked, "What's going on in Xiaolang? Isn't it still fine in the morning?"

"When I went to the association to pick them up, I found that Xiaolang's face was wrong. He just said he was a little sleepy and hadn't woken up yet." Shi Haishan observed Xiaolang's condition for a while: "Xiaolang is having a cold!"

"What happened? How could such a mistake occur when it is so important?" Old Ye said with an unhappy expression.

Mr. Ye’s words made Shi Haishan look embarrassed. How could he answer this? Xiaolang is so adult, can he still look at him like a baby?

Fortunately, their targets were not aimed at Xiaolang at the beginning, and they communicated with each other very friendly. Only Liu Xianhua played a few times, and his performance was average and not very eye-catching.

"Mr. Koro Takaka looks bad? Can you still play the piano?" Ito smiled on his face and looked at Koro gloatingly and said.

"Don't worry, it's no problem to crush some small characters." Xiaolang's face looked a little ugly, and he cheered up and said tough.

Ito's face changed and he snorted gloomy. "Isn't it him who you are talking about?"

"Is that so bad? Otherwise, I'll go and rest?" Seeing Koro's condition, Ito relaxed again, and after making verbal favours, he couldn't play.

"Mr. Ito, please pay attention to your attitude. Everyone is a musician, don't be like a rogue." The musician of the Desert Country said unhappy. In the morning, he could see that some people bullied their friends in China, but they didn't expect that the Chinese pianist Mr. Xiaolang was obviously feeling a little uncomfortable and was still so aggressive.

"Mr. Aruf, do you want to play the piano with me?" Ito turned around and looked at Aruf with a smile.

"You..." Aluf was speechless and couldn't speak. His instrument was Uklili, an instrument that was not a public or a niche. He didn't know how to play the piano at all.

"Ito, I think we can communicate with violin?" Hanine, the goddess of the desert violin, stood up and spoke.

Ito's face looked ugly. The violin and piano were both mainstream instruments, and the other party's status was not inferior to him. For a moment, he was in a dilemma.

"Miss Hanine is naturally afraid to refuse to accept her invitation. Augustine plays with you?" Augustine is a handsome blonde man, and is also a well-known violin player in the world. She is earlier than Hanine's alias and has a higher level of playing.

Augustine has always been a slutty person and never cared about other people's opinions. Even if some people say that his private life is chaotic, he doesn't care at all. He looks at Hanine with a frivolous look on his face.

Hanine nodded, and when she faced Augustine, she had to show her twelve points, otherwise she might not even have a chance to tie.

Just as he was about to start, Liu Xianhua, who was on the side, stood up and said, "Don't bully girls!"

As soon as Liu Xianhua stood up, Xiaolang said intimately that Liu Xianhua's level is not on the same level as others. Only his master Lu Siqing can steadily suppress Augustine in China.

It's too late to stop it, so I can only hope that Liu Xianhua will not lose too ugly. "Xiaoxuan, I'm afraid you have to take action. Liu Xianhua and them are not on the same level."

"Liu Xianhua's violin is not weak, there is no comparison at all?"

"No, only Teacher Lu can win in China, but Liu Xianhua can't do it at all." Xiaolang looked at Liu Xianhua worriedly and said, "I didn't expect him to be so impulsive."

"It's pretty good, a innocent heart! I wonder if I want a hero to save the beauty, or if I can't stand bullying the weak?" Ye Mingxuan frowned and looked at Xiaolang: "Brother Lang, is that okay?"

Xiaolang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said lightly: "It's okay."

Ye Mingxuan nodded and said nothing, but he had an idea in his mind.

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"Okay, let me see how good the Chinese friends are?" Liu Xianhua stood up and was just in tune with Augustine's intention. He just didn't agree with Ye Mingxuan's popularity. I think he was also a pride of heaven, but Mr. Paganini never had such an attitude towards him. What's more, Ye Mingxuan is still a erhu? Yes, it's the erhu? The name of the Chinese musical instrument is so strange.

"How about Liang Zhu? As a Chinese, you can't not know Liang Zhu, right?" Augustine said frivolously.

"Okay, Liang Zhu is Liang Zhu." Liu Xianhua lost but not lost, and was not timid at all: "Will you pull me together?"

"You say one by one, I say one by one. It's interesting to play like this, right?" Augustine didn't care at all. To him, Liu Xianhua was just a small character.

Hanine had no choice but to step back and gave the stage to the two of them.

Augustine made a request gesture to Liu Xianhua and signaled Liu Xianhua to come first. Liu Xianhua was not polite, so he started to pull up after standing still.

Every sentence Augustine is almost seamlessly connected, while Liu Xianhua is a little inferior, and each sentence is connected with some small pauses.

Augustine accelerated a little, and Liu Xianhua's connection pause became more and more obvious. Augustine kept pulling it out in the last bar, and after Liu Xianhua followed, he was obviously slower than Augustine, and because Augustine suddenly accelerated the rhythm, several mistakes occurred in panic.

The audience was full of crosstalk, but Liu Xianhua knew that it was not for him, which made him a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Augustine had a much higher status than him, so it was understandable that he lost, after all, the gap was too big.

Compared to Liu Xianhua's embarrassment, Augustine seemed much more elegant. She bent down to thank the audience, and Liu Xianhua also rushed forward.

Liu Xianhua's actions seemed even more funny. There was a burst of laughter from the audience. Although they were basically kind-hearted, Liu Xianhua was even more at a loss. He stood in the middle of the stage in awkwardly, wondering what he should say or go back?

"Mr. Paganini, do you think I'm better at it, or is it from this Chinese friend... Liang Zhu better?" Augustine deliberately emphasized the tone of the two words Liang Zhu.

Paganini looked at Augustine unhappily. The young man was forcing him! For a moment, he didn't know how to answer, and the atmosphere became stiff.
Chapter completed!