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Chapter three hundred and eighty fifth wrong

"Mr. Zhang, brother, it turns out you are here, making it easier to find the pearl..."

Hearing the sound and looking around, he saw Yan Mingzhu walking along the aisle from the back with a smile. Her appearance attracted the attention of many people. After all, this person is quite famous in this generation - she is not someone like Xiaoqing.

A good girl that even the waitresses wouldn't choose.

Zhang Baoer stood up quickly, glared at Gao Xiaoxian and Xiaochi, and asked them to give up their seats - there are five people in a row. Although there are only four people sitting now, there are differences between men and women. It is not good if they are too crowded.

Yan Mingzhu shook his head and smiled:

"No need, there are too many of us and we can't sit down... Hehe, we have booked a private seat above, so I came to ask the Young Master and Brother Shi if they can sit up together."

Zhang Baoer counted silently. The total number of people on both sides was nearly thirty, which already exceeded the capacity of the box. If Yan Mingzhu, the elder and others who did not follow, were there, it would be even more crowded, so he refused:

"Thank you very much, Miss Yan, but...I asked the maid to take care of things, so I won't move..."

Speaking of this, he pointed at Kong Jian and said with a smile:

"Brother Kong has wanted to find you for a long time."

Hearing this, Kong Jian was overjoyed and nodded reservedly.

Yan Mingzhu's complex eyes disappeared for a moment, and then she smiled like a spring flower. After hearing that Zhao Xiaoqing was not going, she took her two best friends and bowed and left.

However, when leaving, she couldn't help but glance at Uncle Fu, because he didn't get up and go with Kong Jian, but she didn't ask any more questions.

After they left and realized that Zhang Baoer and others had extraordinary backgrounds, the leaders of several nearby groups came over to say hello. However, seeing that Zhang Baoer was polite but not interested in talking, they wisely left.

People kept coming in from outside, and everyone was bored, so they had to eat another ice cream to pass the time. When the maid came back, she also cautiously got a bowl. Zhang Baoer saw that she wanted to hide in the back to eat, so she pointed at her.

The seat behind her that originally belonged to Kong Jian was given to her.

The maid was a little scared. After all, they were maids, and it would be inappropriate to sit down during working hours. However, she did not dare to disobey, so she had no choice but to sit down under the strange looks of her colleagues. Then she almost couldn't help but scream, because that

What ice cream is so delicious...

Zhao Xiaoqing was doing nothing, paying attention to the maid's reaction, and couldn't help but send a message and asked:

"Brother Zhang, why did you ask her to sit down?"

In her opinion, sitting with a servant was a very unusual thing. Because she was curious about Zhang Baoer, she also became very curious about this little thing.

Zhang Baoer smiled and said through Gao Xiaoxian and Xiaochi, who was licking the ice cream on his head:

"Do princes and generals have the same kind of relationship? Since they are of the same kind, they may be rich or poor, but how can they be distinguished from high and low? Besides, the little girl is tired from running. It would be bad if it affects the auction later."

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoqing lowered his head and said nothing, frowning slightly, as if deep in thought.

Time passed slowly. When everyone finished eating the ice cream, everyone entered the venue. The seats were packed and everything was dark.

"Everyone!"

At this moment, a beautiful middle-aged woman wearing a gorgeous long dress who still retains her charm appeared on the auction stage. Seeing her raising her hand, everyone fell silent.

The woman cupped her hands and turned around, then laughed loudly and said:

"My body is red, and I am the master of the Wanbao Pavilion near Tiancheng branch. I would like to thank everyone for coming to participate in this grand event."

At this point, there was a commotion below.

"Master Shan Pavilion is welcome!"

"It's an honor for me..."

"Yes, yes, Master Shan Pavilion is still as handsome as before..."



After it became quiet again, Shan Hongyan smiled as brightly as a flower and continued:

"Everyone is ridiculously praising me. I am ashamed of myself. The dead flowers cannot compete with the spring breeze. I am no longer an eyesore..."

Speaking of this, she raised her voice in vain and said:

"Next, I'd like to invite everyone!"

After the words fell, laughter and cheers arose in the hall, pushing Shan Hongyan back like waves. However, when a woman in a simple white dress walked out of the side door with her piano in her arms, all the noise fell away.

Going down, there was no sound, you could hear a needle drop.

Zhang Baoer quickly pulled his thoughts away from the red word "山" in the mountain, and looked up eagerly like everyone else, looking at the woman with a white gauze scarf on her face, a light and graceful posture, as if she could not help but the wind, and a very skinny and beautiful woman, lowering her head and walking up

Go up the steps, step onto the platform, walk to the center of the high platform, sit cross-legged on the soft mat that has been set up, and place the piano in your arms on the simple small case in front of you.

Up to this point, the woman had lowered her head and said nothing. After setting up the piano, she closed her eyes and slowly stretched out her bare hands to the piano. Her movements were smooth and flowing, without any pretentiousness. Seeing this, Zhang Baoer had already

I gave her a thumbs up in my heart.

It seems that this woman cannot speak, because her delicate fingers are almost landing on the strings, and sure enough:

Ding dong dong ding ding dong…

The sound of the piano rises from the fingertips, and the plain hands dance like fish in the rapids, or like colorful butterflies flickering on the flower field.

The sound of the piano was ethereal and clear, making everyone tremble physically and mentally. Their heartbeats and breathing slowly coincided with it, as if a dirty person suddenly jumped into the clear water. Their body and mind were cleansed, and a sense of lightness emerged spontaneously.

Zhang Baoer's eyelids twitched and he stared at her hands with amazement. He couldn't help but move his own hands a few times. The next moment he closed his eyes with a look of intoxication on his face.

When Gao Xiaoxian saw this, she wanted to reach out and pull his sleeves to ask him what he was doing, but finally gave up. When Xiaochi yawned, she also yawned, and then she lowered her head and fell asleep together.

Zhang Baoer was intoxicated by the sound of the piano. In his trance, he sometimes turned into a small fish playing, sometimes turned into a butterfly flying up and down with the wind, sometimes turned into an elk jumping, sometimes turned into a bird walking through the forest...

Time passed continuously, and there were roaring sounds from time to time. It was someone asking for a breakthrough. Most of them were young people from the younger generation who broke through and built the foundation to become a golden elixir. For a while, the light of the golden elixir shone in the hall, and even a yellow gold appeared.

Dan!

But no sound came out, only the sound of the piano circulated in the hall, because whenever someone couldn't help but want to make a sound, he would either be blocked by the people around him quickly setting up a sound-proof array, or the super giant hidden in the darkness by Wanbao Pavilion.

Can be covered up with magical powers.

Before I knew it, one song lasted for more than an hour...

Boom~~~

After the last sound of the piano, the hall remained silent. The only sound was the breathing of thousands of sleeping people. Those who snored had already been covered by transparent covers.

This silence lasted for nearly five minutes. It would have continued, but a voice broke it!

The power of Wanbao Pavilion originally wanted to block it, but failed because the person who made the voice was Zhang Baoer, and the person who blocked the voice was Uncle Fu.

That voice is:

"wrong!"

Wow!

Like water droplets falling into a pan of oil, the hall suddenly became noisy. Gao Xiaoxian and other sleeping people were also awakened. Because there were too many people, the power in the dark could no longer stop it.

Everyone looked at Zhang Baoer in the noise, but the moment before he slowly opened his eyes, they all closed their mouths, because they found that Yu Zhenzhen, everyone had expressions of surprise on their faces, without blinking.

Staring at his face, his eyes were full of doubt.


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