The three people in the box were all staring at Mao'er closely. Jun Mo Jue's flowing silver eyes were filled with darkness. Brother Emperor...he...why did the Emperor give the gold medal to Xia Qingcheng? Could it be that Brother Emperor also found out?
Is she okay?
"Emperor, brother emperor, why did you give her the imperial gold medal?"
Jun Moli suddenly stood up from the chair, feeling aggrieved. Why, why did the imperial gold medal go to Xia Qingcheng? What on earth is going on?
Jun Moli's eyebrows were warm and he didn't say anything. He just lowered his head and took a sip of tea.
Mao'er raised her eyebrows, seeing Jun Moli looking like he was going crazy, tapping his fingers on the table, and said coolly, "Jun Moli, sit down quickly! I haven't thought about it yet.
What are you going to use this gold medal for? If you scream, I will immediately use the gold medal to make you strip naked and run around the capital naked...! I guess the effect will be good..."
"puff……!"
"cough……!"
Jun Moling was sipping tea, but when he heard Mao'er's words, he burst into tears, and then wiped the corners of his mouth very gracefully. It was just a small scene, so he had to calm down...
Really, this girl...she is the only one who dares to say this, to let the prince of the dynasty run naked with the gold medal given by the emperor...Jun Mo Linghan...
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Jun Moli's expression was indescribable, and the hair on his head stood up. Is this how the gold medal is used? Is it used this way? And he also asked Lou Qingqing to be the first to play. To target someone like this is obviously to target his fourth brother.
It's also interesting, it's so shameless...
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"you dare……?"
Jun Moli roared loudly, which shocked the world and made the bead curtain of the box jingle...
The cat picked its ears and thought, is there anything in this world that she doesn't dare to do? What a joke...
Before he could speak, Jun Mojue's cold voice sounded, "Lao Wu, sit down!"
Jun Mo Li listened to Jun Mo Jue's words, his face turned red and he glared at Mao'er several times. Here, Xia Ziye also pinched Mao'er under the table. Both of them snorted coldly, and a small conversation
The large-scale war is temporarily suspended...
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At this moment, the candlelight around them flickered, and a smart little girl walked to the high platform. With a smile on her lips, she said, "The Oiran Competition has officially begun. Thank you to all the distinguished guests for your support. The first one to appear has already won the title."
Qingqing, who has been the oiran champion for three years, will kick off this year's oiran competition. The piece she plays is 'Love', and everyone applauds..."
With the applause of the whole hall, Lou Qingqing held the guqin in his hands and walked slowly towards the high platform. With a graceful posture and affectionate eyebrows, he slowly scanned the people in the hall and his eyes slowly moved to the box where Mao'er was on the second floor. He was affectionate and affectionate.
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Lou Qingqing fixed the xylophone, nodded to everyone, and started playing...
The melodious and graceful sound of the piano captured everyone's senses in an instant, the beauty of the people, the beauty of the piano sound...
There was a proud and proud smile on Lou Qingqing's lips. She had been practicing piano since she was a child and had very high attainments. At this time, she was confident, proud, and proud. All eyes were focused on her. This feeling was very good and very good.
Cool……
I couldn't help but play harder...
She likes this vanity...
The sound of the piano is long and graceful...
"Fourth brother, the sound of Qingqing's piano here is simply the most beautiful I have ever heard. When I hear the sound of the piano, I feel extremely enjoyable. Although she is a promiscuous woman, she is really pure and self-loving, and her whole body is pure and pure...!"
At this time, Jun Moli raised his eyes, looked downstairs, and said, Who is he praising with this tone? Who is he flattering? Who in this box doesn't know?
Seeing Xia Ziye's eyebrows furrowed again, Mao'er couldn't help but pat his hand under the table. She didn't mind, and neither did her brother...
However, Jun Moli only has this level of appreciation. How can he be praised for his piano skills? What's going on?
In her previous life, when she was organizing the organization, she learned twelve musical instruments at the same time from a master who loved classical music at the age of three. Even if she picked out any one at random, she would be a hundred times better than Lou Qingqing...
Short-sighted, shallow-informed, whatever... Cat couldn't help but rolled his eyes at the sky...
"Qingcheng, what do you think of this piano skill?"
At this moment, Jun Moling's voice sounded, and he was smiling, extremely elegant, looking at Mao'er seriously, as if he was looking forward to her answer...
Mao'er shrugged his shoulders and snorted disdainfully, "There is sound but no rhyme. The soul of the piano has been lost. It is only for people's entertainment and to please others. It has lost its essence and soul. It cannot bring people into a state of selflessness."
Realm, this piano art is nothing more than this!"
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This chapter has 1,500 words, which is very powerful...