The artistic conception has also been greatly compromised, and the pleasantness of the meandering water drinking wine suddenly brings with it the prosperous feeling of a life of singing and dancing.
Jun Feiliu's strong pride that he had built up just now because of everyone's praise was suddenly destroyed. He knew that Yun Dieyi had always been arrogant and unscrupulous, but he did not expect it to reach such an extent.
She is simply his nemesis, always able to destroy his self-esteem with ease.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Jun Feiliu, who could not calm down, had a flash of anger in his eyes, "If you have the ability, can you play a piece of music and let me see what does not stain your ears?"
Before Yun Dieyi could fight back, Jun Feimo's voice sounded, "Sister, Feimo will play for you, Feimo can play."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the audience laughed and felt in disbelief. Everyone in the world didn't know that Jun Feimo was a fool. It would be too funny if an idiot could also play the guqin.
Yun Dieyi looked at Jun Feimo in front of her, "Okay, come on Feimo."
She didn't know if Jun Feimo could really play, didn't know his past, and had never seen him show any talent for piano skills, but since he said it, she believed him.
Some people may say thousands of words, but they still cannot find one that is necessary to listen to.
And some people, no matter how short the time we spend together, everything they say is worthy of belief.
To her, Jun Feimo falls into the latter category.
Every time I listen to him speak, I always feel like I'm in the clouds, and my heart feels fresh and comfortable. This kind of trust has nothing to do with his IQ, or her understanding of him. If he dares to say it, she dares to believe it, that's all.
After receiving Yun Dieyi's approval, Jun Feimo walked to the guqin, ignoring the sarcastic looks of others looking at the joke, and stared intently at the surface of the guqin, with an aura of being out of the world gradually filling his dark pupils.
In his heart, other people's likes are not important. As long as Yun Dieyi trusts him, he feels that his heart is full of sweetness.
In the past, he would cautiously stay away because of everyone's rejection, fearing to offend anyone, but now, with Yun Dieyi's liking, he suddenly doesn't mind.
Even if everyone in the world despises him for being stupid, it doesn't matter. She is enough. He is neither greedy nor extravagant.
Jun Fei was dressed in white clothes like snow, and his dark hair was tied up randomly with a purple jade belt. The unbound parts of the silk hair were scattered, some hanging behind him, and some scattered in front of his shoulders, like an elf who accidentally fell into the world.
On the flawless face, the facial features are exquisitely arranged, as if trying to take over the world's fortune.