Ye Futian walked out slowly and came to the center of the square. Numerous eyes fell on him. Naturally, the younger generations didn’t need to say much. Ye Futian had already proven his strength, and the older generations were equally concerned, Qin Mo Now that he has returned to East Sea City as a waste, how talented is his disciple
I saw that Ye Futian put Guqin alone in front of him, and then slowly sat down. At this time, he was wearing a white coat, his temperament was extraordinary, and Yushu was facing the wind.
Lin Xiyue stared at Ye Futian's figure with beautiful eyes, took a deep breath, and made waves. Once she thought he was just an ordinary luthier and went to see the world at the Royal Palace of Luo. However, Ye Futian showed his grace during the battle, and today I heard that he has been studying in the East China Sea. Gong defeated Zhou Mu, so how good is the handsome figure in front of him
Father Lin next to him glanced at her. In fact, he knew the news that Ye Futian defeated Zhou Mu, but he did not tell Lin Xiyue that this girl seemed to be interested in the boy, and Ye Futian was a disciple of the Qin Demon. , And offended Huasheng and Ziwei Palace. The road ahead will be very tortuous. What's more, he already has a girlfriend, who belongs to the Nandou family. He does not want his daughter to fall into it. Increase grief.
Mu Hong also stared at Ye Futian, but his eyes were slightly gloomy.
Ye Futian raised his head and glanced at the setting sun in the sky, a smile appeared in his clean eyes, and slowly said: "This song is my own creation, the title, the hero."
When the voice fell, he saw him stroking the piano with both hands, sliding his fingertips among the strings, and the melodious music came out slowly.
"He didn't challenge anyone, he just played piano music." Everyone's eyes flashed. However, today's purpose is to see outstanding disciples show their glamour, not necessarily to challenge his talents. For piano demon disciples, piano music, It is a means of expression, and naturally there is no problem.
Soon everyone didn't think much about it, and Qusheng took a moment before substituting them into a wonderful artistic conception.
The sound of the tune was cheerful and vivid at first, and with the sound of the piano in their ears, a picture appeared in their minds involuntarily, as if they had seen a handsome young man with a heart of innocence, apprentice to learn art.
Juveniles have outstanding talents and are loved by teachers.
The melody gradually becomes elegant and graceful, which makes people feel a kind of heart-stirring feeling, that is the feeling of love.
Everyone can't help but substituting into the mood. The schoolboy gradually grows up. He has a beloved woman, is in love, and in the music, it seems that he can hear his heartbeat.
The moving and tactful music continued to change, becoming deep and heavy, and the love affair was opposed, as if it were pointed out by a thousand husbands.
Some big shots frowned. Is the artistic conception expressed in this song, himself, or his teacher
The sound of the piano changes again. The once young man has grown up, and his fame is still the same, but the obsession is still the same. He wants to be with the beloved woman, even if everyone in the world opposes it, even if it is overwhelming.
The sound of the piano gradually became high-pitched, and the protagonist in the music seemed to be fighting against fate, facing everything alone. In the end, he failed.
Qin Yin actually became lifeless, like a heroic twilight.
Just when everyone thought that the piano music was about to end, the lifeless piano sound was restored to life, no longer agitated, but calm as water, like a change in mood. Everyone seemed to see the protagonist in the music go through the vicissitudes of life, self-cultivation, but still Nostalgia for the old man’s homeland until he revisits the old place. Facing the changes in the world, he will be a hero if he is calm and defeated.
When the notes stop beating and the melody gradually dissipates, everyone seems to be still immersed in the artistic conception and cannot come out, especially young people, especially the young people. The sound of the piano seems to have a wonderful magical power.
In the direction of Wuqu Palace, Tang Lan's eyes were a little moist. He looked at the abandoned Hua Fengliu beside him. With a faint smile on his handsome face, this guy was already able to create his own music. And, moreover, played out his life.
Many big figures looked at Ye Futian one after another. They naturally understood the meaning of the artistic conception of the sound of the piano. This is a piano music for the Qin Mo. He used the music of the piano to show off his teacher’s life. Although he did not fight, this song is one Out, it has surpassed the Qin Demon many years ago, who dare to despise it.
Mu Hong narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Futian. No wonder Hua Fengliu would beg him for this disciple. Sure enough, it was another Hua Fengliu.
"Who is this music played for?" At this moment, Prince Luo Junlin, who was sitting on the main seat, asked in the direction of Ziwei Palace.
"Go back to your Highness, play for my teacher." Ye Futian put down his ten fingers from the strings, raised his head and smiled at Luo Junlin.
"The artistic conception is sufficient, but the spirit is insufficient, and the real piano sound spell is not revealed. Since you have such a piano skill, please play a piece for me today." Luo Junlin said, Ye Futian looked at this one. The prince, since the other party said so, he couldn't refuse, he couldn't help but nodded and said: "Well, I can't create the piano sound spell yet, it can only be the music of the predecessors."
"Good." Luo Junlin nodded lightly.
Ye Futian bowed his head, stroking the piano with his hands again, plucking his fingertips, the strings trembling, and a note broke through the air, like a thunder, majestic.
"This song, the world."
As Ye Futian's voice fell, the notes were beating, and in an instant, everyone felt the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers.
Many people's eyes flashed sharply. This son is simply a genius. As soon as the song was released, everyone knew that this song must be made for Prince Luo Junlin.
A terrible storm of piano sounds gathered around Ye Futian's body, like a stormy sea, the waves were magnificent.
At this moment, people’s minds flashed through different pictures with the sound of the piano. There were raging smoke, the emperor went on the battlefield and conquered the Quartet; there were also kings who rode on the Dragon Margin, cruising the world and worshiping the people;
One song, the country is picturesque.
"Come up some people." Luo Junlin spoke lightly, Hua Xiang looked at the palace lord of Ziwei Palace and gave an order. Then, many disciples in Ziwei Palace stepped out and walked towards Ye Futian.
However, their pace was extremely difficult, and the sound of the piano kept drifting into their ears, making them feel that they did not dare to confront.
Spiritual energy gathered around their bodies and continued to step forward, but at this moment, the sound of the piano was still rising, as if it was about to break through the sky, and the clouds went straight up.
At this moment, Ye Futian seemed to be shrouded in a layer of sacred luster, and he was like a young emperor.
He represents the world.
A shocking picture appeared in everyone's mind, as if seeing a vague figure high above, wearing an emperor's robe and a crown, walking towards them step by step, ordering the world, and making them feel like they want to surrender.
Looking at the disciples of the Ziwei Palace, as they walked towards Ye Futian, some people with weak realm were not strong enough in spirit, and they were crawling on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, and faintly expressed surrender to Ye Futian.
Then, several people knelt on the ground under the influence of the sound of the piano, as if under the control of the sound of the piano, worshipping the emperor.
"Boom." A terrifying sharp flashed in the eyes of some big people, feeling the demeanor of the young man at this moment, and there was a violent wave in their hearts, and they felt something was wrong.
This song is played by Prince Luo Junlin, but the person playing it is Ye Futian himself. At this moment, he himself is like a superior emperor. He is invincible. Prince Luo Junlin is facing him, and the two seem to face each other.
Moreover, at this moment, the majestic temperament displayed by the white-clothed boy really has the power of the emperor, and it is naturally natural. Is this brought to him by Qin Yin, or is he born
Lin Xiyue’s beautiful eyes were stunned and lost her senses. At this moment, Ye Futian was more radiant than he was playing at the Luo Palace on that day. He was unparalleled. Not to mention the painting disciple Zhou Mu, as if even Prince Luo Junlin was like this. He can also compare with the characters.
There was a wave in Mu Hong's heart, Qin Mohua was so happy that he actually accepted such a disciple, and he had worshipped him but was rejected by him.
"This guy, you can't restrain yourself." Yixiang cursed in a low voice. He didn't want Ye Futian to participate in the Seventh Palace Conference. He was too sharp and it was not a good thing. Now that Huaxiang and the prince are here, he even hopes Ye Futian. Be low-key, and then go to Wangcheng to find Zuoxiang to participate in a banquet.
"Some people were born like this." Hua Fengliu spoke calmly. There are not many people in this world who know Ye Futian's secrets, but he and Yu Sheng know that the descendants of Emperor Ye Qing are destined to be extraordinary characters. At that time, his temperament would be revealed, perhaps even he himself didn't know that Prince Luo Junlin asked Ye Futian to play a piece of music for him, which was very suitable for the world.
But the same is the same world, but Ye Futian showed the emperor's air, it was not intentional, and it was not accompanied by the sound of the piano, but he was born with it.
Hua Fengliu can faintly guess that Ye Futian is afraid that he has an amazing life experience.
At this moment, in the direction of Ziwei Palace, at the top position, Luo Junlin's body slowly stood up.
After that, everyone saw him stepping out, step by step, step by step toward the center of the square, toward Ye Futian.
People of the same kind can often feel the aura of the other party more easily, Luo Junlin, he is like the king of fate, everyone in Nan Douguo knows that he will rule the world.
At this moment, Luo Junlin felt a temperament similar to himself, an imperial temperament from Ye Futian.
The sound of the piano reached the **, then subsided until it stopped, and Luo Junlin also walked to the opposite side of him.
Countless eyes fell on the two of them, Yi Xiang and Hua Fengliu even faintly nervous, staring at that scene, Luo Jun came to be the prince, shouldn't it be against Ye Futian because of a piece of music, it was he who let Ye Futian played.
"You follow me, and I will be in charge of the throne in the future, and you will be your face." Luo Junlin stared at Ye Futian and said, with only a word, there was a dead silence between heaven and earth.
I am in charge of the throne, you are the face!