Heavenly Star Chapter 70: cultured combat —— “Dream of Dreams” (Part 1)

. The end of the flute sound, the white jade flute was also slowly dropped by Lin Xiao, but he still closed his eyes and did not open, the expression on his face was lonely and lonely, it seemed to be struggling to remember something. And everyone was still immersed in the sound of Xiao Yin's flute and did not wake up ... A flute sound actually presented the magic of all things in front of their eyes, and let them see a person from immature, beautiful, and mature. To the end of my life.

They seem to have a dream, and in the dream, they see a life they are destined to go step by step. What brought them to dream was the flute sound with infinite magic power.

They were shocked. If it were n’t for today, they always thought that the sound of flute was an auditory enjoyment, but never thought that a flute sound would have completely touched their heart strings, and described a scene in their hearts. The moving picture. What a magical and incredible flute sound, and what a stranger can play such flute sound.

Apart from shock, they never thought of anything else.

I don't know how many people even think that they actually have a dream, and they haven't woken up until now.

"This song has the same name as this flute and is called" A Dream of Red Dust. "It is my daily must. Every time I blow it up, I will remember my dead mother, and the flute sounds like her. Calling softly, it made me feel that she did not leave me, but was always by my side, watching me walk through every step of my life. "Lin Xiao said softly, and the corners of his eyes were slightly wet. This is the first time he has played "Dream of a Red Dust" in front of so many people. He has no accident/surprise reaction to the crowd, and he has no pride, because in his heart, this is normal.

His voice is low enough to wake people from shock. Until Long Yin praised heavily word by word: "Okay! A good song" Red Dust A Dream ". A good Lin Family Lin Xiao, until today, I only know the real vocal sound of for what, for what human flute, for what this song should only be from heaven Yes, there are several times of Human World. I have heard a lot of wonderful sounds in this half of my life. today knows that compared with this song "A Dream of Red Dust," the wonderful sounds I have heard before are really vulgar and hard to hear. You mentioned the worldly The sound does not deserve to be compared with your flute sound. Now I finally believe that your flute sound and Wuchen and drawing skill are indeed comparable to the skills of the world. I Heavenly Dragon Nation out of you are really a gift from God. Blessing, heaven blesses I Heavenly Dragon! "

Long Yin's voice was generous and irritable, and he did not conceal the excitement, excitement, appreciation, and comfort. His words awakened everyone and shouted their hearts. For a moment, the exclamation on the field rang, these ordinary people who did not smile, praised the praises of the dignitaries, and praised the flute with the most gorgeous words they could think of, Lin Xiao, and even felt far away. Far from enough. How can the gorgeous language of the world be qualified to decorate this flute that should be in heaven.

Today, they have re-recognized Ye Family Wuchen, and re-recognized Lin Family Lin Xiao-an amazing talent who can play Tianle.

Everyone is convinced that this game, Lin Xiao won. Because they do n’t believe that also can transcend the "Dust in a Red Dream" just now, a flute takes everyone into a fantastic wonderland, telling a dream-like life, in which the sad memories of the mother Each of them listened to their hearts and resonated with them.

These also include Ye Wuchen. He never thought that the accomplishments of Lin Xiao on flute had reached such a shocking level.

"It's amazing!" Ye Wuchen said to Lin Xiao.

"Xiao ... is half of my life," Lin Xiao replied expressionlessly.

"Oh? ... For me, the flute is just an instrument, nothing more. Does it mean that if you can't touch the flute in the future, it is equivalent to losing half of your life?" Ye Wuchen pondered some then said.

"Yes!"

"Unless you have absolute self-confidence, don't take your own life to bet on such an indifferent game without any rewards. This is something that only a stupid person can make. Maybe you think you have absolute Sure. But I think ... "

Ye Wuchen did not continue, the noise in his ears did not dissipate for a long time, he relieved, shouted loudly: "Please listen to me first."

The clear voice shocked their hearts, finally calmed down gradually, and their eyes refocused on Ye Wuchen, looking forward to his performance.

Ye Wuchen said with a slight smile: "The Young Master Lin's flute art really deserves its reputation, and it is admirable. Even this humble one has no certainty over Young Master Lin. But my Ye Family never retreats, this humble one still has to make a shame. "

He glanced at the long flute in the hands of Lin Xiao, and then said, "Young Master Lin is the relic of his biological mother. Depending on life, he never leaves, and naturally never allows others to touch it. So this this humble one is ten thousand I ca n’t touch it. I do n’t know if any of your seniors and friends came with a flute and temporarily borrowed this humble one. Wuchen is grateful.

The voice dropped. Instead of looking at the audience, he stared at Hua Shuirou. He just smiled and looked at her softly without leaving.

You look at me in the field, I look at you, but no one can take out the flute. This time they came to watch the match between teenagers, who would bring the flute to nothing. Moreover, the flute and string instruments need to be played on the lips. Whether men or women, who would be willing to share a flute with others, because there is no essential difference between sharing chopsticks with others. So even if someone brought it, it wouldn't be possible to take it out-of course, except for those young women who are in love with their hearts and want to be posted immediately. Jade people donated flute, which meant to entrust lifelong. They were willing to do so, but they were suffering from flutelessness.

Hua Shuirou's heartbeat is so powerful that she looks up and down again and again, because every time she raises her head secretly, she always touches the eyes that make her heartbeat suddenly accelerate. She covered her reddened face, and whispered, "could it be that ... was he discovered?"

For a long time, no one took out the flute, and the scene suddenly became awkward. Long Yin also frowned, "Can anyone bring a flute?"

If there is no flute, this competition will not continue. If I return to the palace to take the flute, I don't know when it will be delayed.

Hua Shuirou quietly looked up, still seeing the gentle gaze of Ye Wuchen, with a faint expectation in his eyes, the look seemed to tell her: Even if others give me, I wo n’t accept it, I just want to Want your one.

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