Mingzhu's five-string pipa brought endless inspiration to Qian Shanxue. He quickly re-composed the music of "Partridge Sky", and then found musicians and dancers to prepare for the re-arrangement of "The General's Banquet".
This time Qian Shanxue was full of confidence and felt that he was going to create another famous song that had been passed down through the ages. However, he soon discovered that things were not as he thought.
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"Wrong, wrong!"
Qian Shanxue beat the drum head hard and glanced angrily at the musicians in front of the hall. Each of these musicians lowered their heads, their bodies were trembling slightly, and they looked frightened and uneasy.
The dancers in the hall also stepped aside in fear, like criminals waiting for trial, fearful and pale.
No one knows who Qian Shanxue is talking about, but they all know that Qian Shanxue is a very demanding person, and his requirements are almost harsh. Even in the band, even with the accompaniment of the lobby drum, he is very demanding. I can still clearly hear who played the wrong note among the many vocals and parts!
Qian Shanxue walked quickly to a musician, looked down at her condescendingly, and said coldly: "Are you dead, mother?"
This musician was holding a pipa in her arms, and her whole body was shaking like chaff. She was none other than the musician who had been beaten to death by Qian Shanxue's palm during the rehearsal of "Sai Jiangnan".
She lowered her head, with tears in her eyes. She was so frightened that her cries were choked in her throat but she did not dare to let them out.
Qian Shanxue couldn't help but roared: "You are deaf!! Answer me!! Has anyone died in your family!!"
The musician nodded subconsciously, but then quickly shook his head.
Qian Shanxue grabbed the musician's hair and pulled her up like a chicken, pulling her neck back. Tears fell like broken pearls. She shook her head desperately and whimpered. Crying in a low voice, not daring to speak.
Qian Shanxue said angrily: "He shakes his head sometimes and nods his head! Are you kidding me?"
The maid shook her head desperately and cried, "I don't dare!"
Qian Shanxue said angrily: "I ranked you ten times and you were wrong five times! Even a pig is much smarter than you! What use do you think you have!"
The maid cried: "This slave deserves to die!"
Qianshan Xue said with a ferocious smile: "Yes, you do deserve to die!"
After saying that, he raised his hand and was about to slap him.
At this time, the surrounding musicians and dancers all covered their mouths tightly, not daring to make any sound, for fear of offending this angry demon and causing death.
The flowers blooming in the nursery in the backyard of the mansion can tell them what will happen to those who anger Qianshanxue.
Seeing Qian Shanxue raising his hand just for a slap, it seemed like just a slap, but no one had ever survived under Qian Shanxue's palm.
With this slap, this maid will definitely die!
Seeing that Qian Shanxue was about to slap her down, the maid closed her eyes in resignation. At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from beside her: "Master! Have mercy!!"
Qian Shanxue's palm hovered less than an inch away from the maid's cheek. He turned his head and looked at Mingzhu who spoke, his eyes as dark as a wolf: "What did you say?"
Mingzhu was also trembling with fear. She knelt on the ground, suppressing her fear, and said in a trembling voice: "Master...please be merciful and spare my life!"
Qian Shanxue stared at Mingzhu and said nothing for a long time. The air in the venue seemed to be frozen. The atmosphere was so oppressive and tense that it was suffocating. One dancer even fainted as soon as he closed his eyes. Fortunately, the dancer next to him had quick eyesight and quick hands to hold on. He caught her without letting her fall down.
Mingzhu felt an overwhelming and terrifying pressure. Her heart seemed to be held by someone, making her unable to breathe or breathe. Her face was pale and her lips were trembling slightly!
Qian Shanxue dropped the maid in her hand, walked to Mingzhu step by step, stared at her, her voice was cold and full of murderous intent: "Do you think... just because you invented the five-string pipa, you can be pampered and proud?"
Mingzhu was so frightened that her tears fell and she shook her head vigorously: "I don't dare!"
Qian Shanxue knelt down, held up Mingzhu's chin with one hand, and stared at her like a knife: "Do you think you are so great that you can give orders to me?"
Mingzhu shook her head desperately: "The comparison between the slave and the young master is like the comparison between the firefly and the bright moon! I never dare to have such thoughts!"
Qian Shanxue sneered: "Who gave you the courage?"
Mingzhu said in a trembling voice: "Biluo is just... just feeling the pain of bereavement. Her heart is sad and her mind is flustered. The young master is the best in the world. Naturally, he knows that his heart is flustered and the music of the piano is flustered, so... "
Qian Shanxue said angrily: "Is this a reason?! It's none of my business that she lost her relatives and died!! Do you know how much time I wasted because of her!!"
Mingzhu did not dare to answer, but was so frightened that she choked and sobbed. Everyone else also lowered their heads. Some of their eyes were filled with grief and anger, while others were as sad as a rabbit dies and a fox grieves for its own kind.
They all know that of course this has something to do with Qian Shanxue!
Before the Wentian Bell rang, Qian Shanxue was rehearsing "Sai Jiangnan" desperately and wanted to show his face in front of Zhao Feiyue. At that time, he got angry and beat a musician to death because he made a mistake in his playing, and he The musician randomly assigned to replace him was none other than the dead musician’s biological sister: Biluo!
In other words, the person who made Biluo feel the pain of bereavement was none other than Qian Shanxue!
But...who dares to say this to Qian Shanxue
Tell Qian Shanxue: Biluo's biological sister was killed by you with one palm. The fundamental reason why she played wrongly was because of you!
Whoever says this will definitely die!
With Qian Shanxue's character, how could he admit this
Even... he didn't even know the relationship between Biluo and the Dead Musician.
In his eyes, they were not even human beings, not a group of living beings.
They are his property, objects at his disposal, even... a group of ants! This can be seen from the fact that Qian Shanxue has lived with them for so long but still does not know the relationship between them!
Qian Shanxue pinched Mingzhu's cheek and said with a ferocious smile: "Don't think that just because you invented the five-string pipa, I will treat you differently and you can be proud of me! Don't forget who you are! You are an ant too. Dare you point fingers?"
Mingzhu lowered her head and cried: "I know my mistake, I don't dare anymore!"
Qian Shanxue snorted coldly, stood up, looked down at the Pearl, and said: "For the sake of your invention of the five-stringed pipa, I will spare your life this time! Next time! Hum, if there is a next time, do you know as a result of?"
Mingzhu kowtows desperately: "I thank you for not killing me. I know that I will not do it again!"
At this time, Mingzhu truly understood that Qian Shanxue was still the moody, murderous Qian Shanxue. That "a stranger is like jade, and a son is unparalleled" appearance and talent are just his surface. Under this surface, there is a cruel A cold, careless soul.
Qian Shanxue glanced at her with disgust, then flicked his sleeves and brushed the edge of the drum. The drum immediately turned into powder, and the dust scattered in all directions.
After Qianshanxue walked away in a flash, everyone took a breath and felt that they had turned back before the gate of hell and survived.
At this time, Biluo also collapsed on the ground, crying sadly in a low voice.
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After Qian Shanxue left the lobby, she soon saw a monk wearing the monk's uniform of Zangjin Pavilion coming up to him and said, "Senior brother!"
Qian Shanxue glanced at him and immediately remembered the junior brother who wanted to see him. He asked displeasedly: "What's the matter?"
The junior brother whispered: "The senior brother of Hidden Sword Pavilion... was eliminated!"
Qian Shanxue was stunned for a moment and said: "How is this possible!"
With a flattering smile on his face, this junior brother said: "It's absolutely true! He was eliminated by Liu Xuanqing!"
Qian Shanxue said: "Liu Xuanqing? Who?" But he quickly went on to say: "Who did it? Why should he be eliminated?"
The junior brother was stunned for a moment. How could he dare to tell the truth? He just smiled and said: "Practice is like sailing against the current. Hidden Sword Pavilion has been degraded for a long time, and its disciples are already dead. It has been many years, and it is impossible for senior brother to have such a record. Not bizarre.”
Qian Shanxue is just aloof and aloof, but he is not stupid. How could he not see that the person in front of him is hiding something
He sneered: "A bunch of trash! I'm telling you, don't play any more tricks! Let the people in the Hidden Sword Pavilion rush up as hard as they can! Especially that Li Chengfeng! The higher he rushes, the more I will do in the future Tiange battle. Let him die more miserably!!"