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Chapter 138 The thing that is only a few hundred years old is too naive

Xi Ruzhu suffocated!

Is her violin tattered?

Does Xi Zuer have eyes?

Her violin was carefully selected by Xi Yuanshan for her. It is a brand of Laogui, worth more than 100,000 yuan?

However, in front of the audience, she certainly couldn't argue with Xi Zuer, so she just pretended to be generous and smiled: "Well, Zuer, have you brought another violin?"

Haha, Xi Zuer, you are so swollen and fat. I don’t believe you can still take out a more expensive violin and play a decent song.

I bet you are a country man and don’t understand what musical instruments are playing!

Of course.

Xi Zuer once again failed to play according to her routine.

I saw a girl in plain clothes, raised her white and tender swan neck, and her dark eyes froze into the sky outside the window and accidentally shining.

In a moment.

A dazzling lightning flashed past the window!

Everyone in the concert hall was shocked. The weather has been capricious recently and there have been frequent drought and thunder in the past two days.

However, it was the first time they saw each other with lightning and they flashed outside the window, as if they were about to split the concert hall in half, which was terrifying.

Wait for the revelation.

Xi Zuer on the stage already had an extra musical instrument in her hand!

The shock in everyone's eyes was no less than the lightning flash in the clear sky just now!

I saw that the instrument in Xi Zuer's hand was snow-white all over. It was made of something. It looked like a snow phoenix with more than a dozen strings as thin as hair on the head and tail, forming a very special string instrument.

"Is it... a harp?"

"Or...guqin?"

"What a rare instrument, I haven't seen it before!"

The audience in the audience was extremely curious.

Only Dean Huangfu's eyes were very deep, and he touched his chin with thoughtful thoughts.

Xi Ruzhu looked at the extra musical instruments in Xi Zuer's hand in disbelief, wondering when the staff would give them to the stage, and was even more jealous that the village girl could get such a beautiful instrument to support the scene, almost surpassing her violin for tens of thousands of yuan.

But then I thought about it, what's the use of no matter how good the musical instrument looks? Can the village girl still play it?

She said, "Sister Zuer, don't show off..."

Unexpectedly, Xi Zuer replied to her coldly: "Get out of the way."

Xi Ruzhu couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Then I saw Xi Zuer's simple hand raised, her slender fingers slid on the strings like a slim view of the wind, and she couldn't understand how she plucked. In an instant, the entire concert hall had a clang of sound, densely packed like a war drum, and it was heart-wrenching!

What a magnificent and domineering piano sound!

The entire concert hall was ignited by passion, and everyone's mood fluctuated with the rhythm of the piano, and there was a feeling of passion coming out of their heart.

It seems like he is in an ancient battlefield, seeing the rare spirit beasts flying with his own eyes, and the gods' golden swords and iron horses flattening the mountains and rivers.

How can such a delicate piano play such domineering and bold music?

Everyone's eyes fell on Xi Zuer.

The girl in white is better than snow, holding a piano in her hands, lazy and casual, and freely.

She seemed not playing the piano.

Instead, the piano sound came for her.

In contrast, Xi Ruzhu, who staggered to the side, was holding an expensive but lifeless violin, and was dumb and muffled.

They were all white skirts, Xi Ruzhu's Western-style puffed skirt dress, which instantly faded in front of Xi Zuer's neat and flowing plain white robe!

After playing a song.

Xi Zuer said lazily: "Violin? This is a few hundred years old Western gadget, too tender and too childish."
Chapter completed!
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