Rebirth of the National Male God Chapter 864:

The director asked Liu Ting'er to talk about "Guangling San", but he didn't expect that Liu Ting'er didn't even need to read the music score.

Behind the piano she was sitting on, the ethereal and melodious song lingered in the ears of everyone, just like being in a dream. She was dressed in costume and the fresh and elegant temperament on her body seemed to come out of the painting. In the same way, she is like a real ancient woman, whose irreplaceable temperament is natural.

Talking and talking, with the sound of a quiet piano, Liu Ting'er burst into tears.

She suddenly remembered her previous memories. She was originally the princess of Yue Yue, the princess of Yue Guo, but she didn't expect to pass through the modern day in an unintentional fall.

Now that the Guangling is playing together, the past is flashing in my mind, as if I had returned to that time, back to the days when I was still with my father, with red eyes and tears in my eyes, watching It's so distressing.

Liu Ting'er who watched everyone played so devotedly that she couldn't bear to interrupt her. Everyone was immersed in the sound of the piano.

When the song reached the climax, Liu Ting's gentle and quiet voice came out softly: "Who is the jade flute flying in the dark, and the spring breeze is full of Luocheng. In this nocturne, who will break the willow, who can't afford the hometown."

Finally, the slender and slender fingers twisted slowly and gently.

A huge round of applause rang out all around. Everyone looked at Liu Ting'er with admiration, especially Zhang Qianbo's eyes looked at Liu Ting'er. They were completely caught in the abyss. Sinking in without warning, sinking, sinking, he knew that after seeing Liu Ting'er, all heartbeats existed for her.

But, Zhang Qianbo feels that he feels that Liu Ting'er is so beautiful that he has no courage to come closer.

Liu Tinger recovered from the applause.

I sighed faintly. At that moment, I was in a trance. After all, it was still fake. She came to this strange world alone, experiencing all the strangeness. No one can understand the desolation in her heart.

However, what happened is a group of lovely people.

She quickly dried her tears and bowed to the crowd: "I'm sorry, I'm too involved, I didn't want to cry."

"You just played so well." Zhang Qianbo stepped forward and stood in front of Liu Ting'er, complimenting heartily. When he spoke, he was inexplicably nervous.

Liu Tinger heard Zhang Qianbo complimenting herself so much that she couldn’t help but feel a little shy and smiled with her head down.

"Who's the jade flute is flying in the dark, and it's full of spring breeze. Luohe will be heard in this nocturne, who can't afford the hometown." Zhang Qianbo's voice was thick and comfortable, and he slowly read the verse that Liu Ting'er just read. .

"You actually remembered?" Liu Ting'er looked up in surprise. He just read it again, and he remembered it that way.

"Well, you are really good, Ting'er, you are really a very talented woman." Zhang Qianbo stared at Liu Ting'er with a pair of good-looking eyes, his face sincere, "Are you homesick? Alright?"

Liu Ting'er's eyes suddenly became turbulent. Did he understand?

She thought no one could understand what she was thinking, but she didn’t expect Zhang Qianbo to even know that she wanted to express her feelings about missing loved ones.

Liu Ting'er couldn't help but feel deeply moved. She felt a little deeper towards Zhang Qianbo's favor. He felt that he really could understand what he was thinking.

She nodded.