"You..." Yan Zhenhua gritted his teeth, "Just remember one sentence, Xiangyi's performance is the best in the world! Remember to praise her later!"
Yan Nai scratched his head: "How can you boast? Just... just forcefully boast?"
Shi Sui: "It is recommended to close the microphone."
moment:
—[Brother, you won’t find a girlfriend like this 23333]
—[Ah ha ha ha I laughed to death, is the actor Shi so funny?]
—[Yan Dao's face now looks like this emoticon pack, I can't see it.jpg]
…
While talking, Xiangyi came back with a musical instrument.
At first glance, the instrument looks a bit like an erhu, divided into head, neck, and body. The wooden red neck looks antique and has a lot of charm.
People who hated Xiangyi in the live broadcast rushed to speak.
—[How awesome do you think it is? That's it? Is it just such a cheap thing? ?]
—[It’s poisonous, isn’t this the shamisen from country R? As expected of a vase spirit, what can I do, the first place in worshiping foreigners]
—[It looks like it’s very difficult. I don’t know what level I am. I can play the harmonica or the thumb piano. How about slapping myself in the face like this?]
next second.
Yan Zhenhua gasped: "This is... Sanxian?"
When he is not working, he likes to go to a teahouse and listen to an opera. This musical instrument looks familiar to him, but he is not 100% sure.
Xiangyi said "um", "Is there any song you want to hear?"
Yan Zhenhua usually listened to a lot of music, but he couldn't give his name for a while, so he said with a smile, "Whatever, you can improvise."
"It's a shame."
As the words fell, the girl's slender fingers landed on the strings.
A traditional ditty sounded, and the unique thick and bright tone suddenly pulled people into the fireworks of the world.
Yan Zhenhua originally thought that Xiangyi just learned it casually, but after listening to it for a while, he realized that this girl's level is not average!
In the teahouse, there was a clear difference in level between the master master and the junior apprentice who accompanied him in the teahouse. Xiangyi's level, to his ears, was on par with those skilled master masters!
Yan Nai stopped talking, and stared straight at Xiangyi.
She looks serious, like she has a glow filter, blingbling...
Yan Nai's ears turned red again.
Anan was also dumbfounded, and stood beside Li Jianyu blankly with a small colorful hair, like a gaudy feather duster.
Our family is good, is it so powerful?
In the live broadcast room, netizens also brushed up question marks.
—[This... this playing is quite nice]
—[It was said earlier that only the shamisen is poisonous. This is obviously the traditional musical instrument Sanxian in our country of China!]
—[A thousand-day pipa and a hundred-day zither, I can’t learn the sanxian for half a lifetime. It’s really hard to learn the sanxian. My sister really has two brushes]
—[Holy shit, I was watching the live broadcast in the yard. When Vase Jing started playing, my grandparents and grandparents didn’t even read the weather forecast. They ran out to listen and said that the little girl played very well!]
—[It’s so emotional, this is simply like a young man with a birdcage walking in the alley of the capital, tired and sitting on a rocking chair under the shade of his own tree, teasing the birds and drinking tea, conveying the scenery with sound, and moving people with joy, Absolutely fucking absolute! You are still a vase, this is obviously a treasure girl! ! It's pink! ! !]
…
Those netizens who attacked Xiangyi at the beginning had more exciting expressions in front of the screen.
This is indeed a large-scale face-slapping scene...
It's just that Xiangyi didn't slap her own face, but slapped those frogs in the well!