"Are you the leader of this piano skill competition?"
"That's right, the grassroots people." Beichen Mo quickly stood up and knelt down again.
Tian Junhao waved his hand: "No need to be polite, just sit down and answer."
"That's right, my father is very kind, don't be nervous." After all, Xiao Le couldn't sit still, so he jumped off the chair and walked to Beichen Mo's side.
Tian Junhao frowned suddenly and cleared his throat: "Xiao Le, sit back to your original position, otherwise your father will never agree to what you want." [
Threat! Naked\/naked\/naked threat! But it worked very well for Xiao Le.
She pouted and reluctantly sat back to her original position.
At this time, a servant brought a guqin.
Tian Junhao raised his eyebrows and said, "Play a song first and let me hear it."
Beichen Mo bowed his head and Shi Shiran sat in front of the guqin. A musical note like a mountain and flowing water slowly flowed out from his fingertips.
As the saying goes, tasting a piano is like tasting a person.
Tian Junhao has always understood the piano, so he can naturally understand Beichen Mo from a piece of piano music.
So he was even more surprised. Logically speaking, such a young man with a pure heart should not show the kind of murderous intention that did not belong to him.
An Ying leaned against Tian Junhao, feeling that the music was like a lullaby, everything was silent, and her eyelids slowly became heavier and heavier.
Hearing a "dong" sound, Xiao Le was holding his chin with one hand and looking at Beichen Mo infatuatedly, but this time he fell asleep directly on the table.
The palace maids on the side were also swaying, looking like roly-poly men who were about to fall over.
Using the piano to hypnotize people, it turned out that this was Beichen Mo’s idea.
Tian Junhao frowned, waved his sleeves, and a ray of light struck Bei Chenmo: "How brave!"
Unexpectedly, Bei Chenmo and his guqin flew up. He glanced sharply at Tianjunhao and moved faster with his fingers: "Tianjunhao, take your life, today I will avenge my uncle and aunt!"
He participated in the piano competition just to wait for this opportunity, waiting to meet the saint and kill his enemy with his own hands.
"Just you?" Tian Junhao sneered, an arrogant boy who dared to make trouble in front of him even if he knew a few piano songs.
With a wave of his hand, he held up a colorful circle of light. With An Ying and Xiao Le protecting it, he slowly flew up and looked at Beichen Mo with disdain.
"Who are your uncles and aunts?"
Tian Junhao said in a deep voice, while An Ying and Xiao Le, who were protected in the colorful circle of light, could not hear the sound of the piano. After slowly opening their eyes, they found that Tian Junhao and Bei Chen Mo were already fighting in the air. [