Sometimes this person is good-looking, which is really good, that is, he is popular.
Then I saw the current champion and Feng Juechen bowing to each other on the stage. Looking at the champion alone, he seemed to be a gentle and handsome man. However, as soon as a peerless handsome man like Feng Juechen came up, he was instantly
It was compared down, and in an instant it turned from gold to stone, dull and dull.
With his slender white fingers, he gently lifted up his gray-white robe, and handsomely sat down opposite the champion. This subtle movement caused the girls below to scream repeatedly, and the screams almost shook the roof.
It was opened.
There was a slight smile on the corner of Feng Juechen's mouth. That smile was like the warm sunshine in March. Just one glance at it would inadvertently shine into the hearts and pluck the heartstrings of the girls.
Nan Sheng Ruyue below looked at Feng Juechen sitting in front of the guqin. She was so drunk that her cheeks were extremely red.
"Let's get started." Feng Juechen moved his lips gently, and after saying that, he stretched out his fingers and gently placed them on the guqin.
The challenger opposite looked at Feng Juechen. He didn't know why he felt a little flustered in his heart. Even when his fingers were placed on the piano, there was a slight tremor. He was completely without the pride and calmness that he had just won.
Feng Juechen lowered his head slightly, his ink-like hair sticking smoothly to his gray-white robe. He glanced down at the tiny strings under his fingers, curled his lips, and his long eyelashes covered his eyes.
Covered up with light.
Wherever he sat, his whole person looked like a painting, a picture of great beauty.
The fingers, as slender as green onions, moved slightly!
Zheng——
clank----
The melodious sound of the piano sounded, and the challenger on the opposite side was not far behind and strummed the strings. However, the sound of the piano sounded a bit messy and disturbing.
"Ah~" The challenger felt sad in pain, a scream suddenly sounded, and the music on both sides stopped abruptly.
Feng Juechen slowly raised his head and glanced at the person opposite him indifferently. He saw that the ringmaster's finger was cut by the strings and blood was flowing out from the finger.
Obviously, the challenger lost. It is a big taboo for a person playing the piano to cut his hand on the strings. Only people who cannot play the piano would do this. How can such a person be called the number one?
Soon, the champion was shouted down by the people below, and he ran away in despair, covering his injured finger.
There is no doubt that Feng Juechen succeeded in attacking this time, and what he needs now is to defend. As long as he defends ten times in a row, he can win the championship.
Feng Juechen just wanted to end this game as soon as possible. He really didn't have much interest in this game or anything else.
The leader of the challenge just now went down, and people who were unwilling to challenge naturally came up to challenge him. However, the people who came up stood up and gave up voluntarily before playing a few times.
Time passed in a blink of an eye. Although Feng Juechen played every time, he only played a few times. I don't know if the person who came up was too weak or he was too strong.
The screams and shouts below continued one after another, and everyone was red-faced and very excited.
As long as Feng Juechen wins two more games, he will be able to win the championship. As time goes by, no one dares to challenge again.
Huang Yuezhen's eyes were half-squinted. It would be unreliable if she directly snatched the alchemy furnace from that person later. Besides, there were so many of them. It seemed that the only way was to fight and win directly against Feng Juechen.