Although Liangshan does not understand these backgrounds, it cleverly feels the hearts of the people.

He was a performing star in the 21st century and was particularly sensitive to the psychological changes of the audience. He felt that everyone was tempted by his words and thought to himself. He bowed and said, "In Xialiang Shanbo, a person from Jingxiang Xinye, from the way to the north, the mountains are vast and the grass is vast, the sky is vast, and he also feels something. I wrote a song the day before yesterday to everyone." After that, Tuoba Qiurong looked at him in a stunned gaze and stood there.

Seeing everyone's eyes turning to him, Liangshan activated his acting experience and excitement in his previous life.

Liangshan's hand was like a conductor in the air. This action surprised everyone, and the noise suddenly returned to silence.

Liangshan is satisfied.

Most people were surprised that this southerner was different from what they had seen, but when the separation of the countries in the Southern and Northern Dynasties was full of strange things, it was no wonder.

"What are you singing?" Liang Shan smiled shyly. Undoubtedly, this was his first time in this world. Liang Shan was excited and brewing.

The war in Liangshan was raging, and he was extremely eager to defeat the powerful Yesen, and defeated him with the grassland song.

But, this is too difficult!

"Cleaning your throat first." Liang Shantou raised his nose slightly. Yelu, who was beside Yexian, began to hum the air.

"What a beautiful jasmine flower, what a beautiful jasmine flower, fragrant and beautiful branches..."

Very straightforward lyrics, very beautiful Jiangnan minor tunes.

Cui Yong has been watching Liangshan.

Those who are all noble in the ring view have purple qi on the top of their heads. The purple qi becomes shallow and the purple qi becomes downward and the purple qi becomes thicker and upward. The purple qi appears in the shape of a python, which is probably the county magistrate or the tribe leader in the future. If a dragon appears, the princes of the other side. The white qi on the head of a monk is the fairy qi, and the fairy qi that is always heavy is very strong.

Tuoba Qiurong is the fairy aura wrapped in purple aura, but the purple aura is fading. Among everyone, Liangshan is different, but the strong fairy aura is mixed with purple aura. Although the purple aura is not thick, it looks like a dragon, which makes Cui Yong very puzzled.

A monk who has attained enlightenment can probably be able to see the energy, but he is not as good as Cui Yong's innate form, and can be distinguished so carefully. It is like everyone uses a microscope, but the magnification is different.

Liangshan is making jokes and looks naughty. Cui Yongshi couldn't match Liangshan's honor with the aura on his head. It was really good to listen to Liangshan's singing songs, at least the eyes of those Xianbei noble ladies were a little confused.

The jasmine flowers in Jiangnan are just this community I have never heard of before. Even if I lose, it is not too ugly.

"Okay, the throat clearing ends."

Some people were stunned and woke up and realized that this person had not really started yet. No matter what, they began to think that this person seemed to have some skills.

The corners of the mouth were raised, thinking that the third sister in normal state would like this tone.

Liangshan turned around and looked for the old man who was playing the bronze drum, saying, "Can you keep up?"

The old man then glanced at Liangshan with contempt.

OK, this is a great master of the drums. Liangshan hurriedly said to the piano player, "Come on your piano."

The piano player didn't want to borrow it, so the strings trembled and his hands automatically released. When he realized that the piano was already in the other party's hands.

Liangshan turned around with the piano, stood at the original position, and pulled the bow with his hands.

Just this time, the pianist jumped his knees and his butt left the bed, and the man knelt on the ground.

The same strings, the same piano, and the sound made by Liangshan, others feel a little slower, but the piano master understands that he is mud, and others are clouds, and the difference between clouds and mud.

The pianist's eyes were wet and he murmured: "Great pianist! Great pianist!"

The old drum teacher's expression suddenly became serious. Those who were familiar with the music scene also heard that the sound of Liangshan's piano was extraordinary. Yesen's expression had not changed, but his eyes were a little strange. How could a Han man actually make Xi Qin so well?

After a short piece of tune came out, it was a rough and bold style that I had never heard before, and it was so marred that some people couldn't help but shake their heads, their feet were kicking like horses, and their hands were like eagles, and the whole grassland was moving.

Yelu tried hard to stare, so he stopped some people nearby from being conditioned and big-footed.

At the end of the prelude of the song, Liangshan sang: "The blue sky, the clear lake water, oh."

Tuoba Qiurong was shocked, her completely rough and bold voice seemed to be coming from another person's throat, but it was clearly the voice of Liangshan, which was completely unpretentious.

Not only Tuoba Qiurong, but almost everyone present opened their mouths wide.

Liangshan was so mean and hummed a few words of "Jasmine Flower" first, bringing people into the wind and moon in the south of the Yangtze River first, and suddenly the wind in the grassland. Compared with the two, the singing effect came out.

"The green grassland, this is my home, yeah."

It's really a grassland song, with simple and simple lyrics and profound melody.

Liangshan knows how to spell lyrics. If there are those who can compare to the grasslands, they can compare to the "Chi Lechuan". If the lyrics cannot be compared to the song, then spell the song.

Although Yesen's tune is good, it is too simple and repeated. How can I compare to Tenger's song "Paradise"? In the past, Liangshan could not sing this flavor. Later, after riding a horse on the Mongolian grassland for a summer vacation, I felt like it came.

"The galloping horses and white flocks of sheep, yeah; and your girl, this is my home, yeah."

Everyone is sure that this is a true prairie song.

How did he do it? Such an appropriate lyric! Such a beautiful and beautiful song that he has never heard before! Some people suppressed their eyebrows but did not beat, but their eyebrows were beating with the rhythm.

The old man with bronze drum obviously felt it, and the drum sound was deeply sang, and it was integrated.

"I love you, my home, my home..." Liangshan suddenly squatted down, clenched his fists, and sang hysterically: "My paradise!"

Even Yesen felt a sense of a rushing air between his eyebrows, rushing upwards, as loud and loud as this!

Yelu secretly glanced at Ye first, and his eyes began to flash.

Miss Tsar 2 forgot to pour wine for the noble guest, and the noble guest did not blame her.

Heng Chong's eyes shone with splendor, holding his shoulders with both hands.

At the end of the period, Liangshan was excited and completely entered the state. No matter how ancient and modern Chinese and foreign, it was his home court tonight. The impromptu Xiqin sounded wildly and the drum beats became fierce. Now people couldn't help but look at Yelu, holding hands and jumping, and playing rhythm.

Tuoba Qiurong took a long breath. What exactly did this guy make? It seems that he was not listening to Elder Yin’s class in the Holy Sword Hall to curry favor with Elder Yin, but was really interested.

After a passionate solo ended, Liangshan began to sing again.

The sound of the re-sing became louder and louder. Liangshan was immersed in extremely excitedness. The sounds of "Om" and "Ah" that he understood were hidden in it. The air flow in the entire tent was surging, and the sound of a sound rising from the tent was greatly felt.

When I heard this, Chang Chong's eyes also showed a strange look.

After this passage, people thought it was over. Liangshan put his bow down, and his voice stopped. The slap of his slap stopped immediately. The cheerful people calmed down. After waiting for ten seconds, Tengger's most distinctive final humming in "Paradise" began to surge from Liangshan's throat: "Huh....Hara, Huh..."

The applause and cheers rolled in the ears with the rhythm, and the humming of the octaves for a long time pierced the sky. As the last sound ended, Liangshan waved his hand heavily.

Yexian knew that he lost, and he lost in what he thought he was good at.
Chapter completed!