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Three hundred and twenty-five magic guns into the dream! Ya!)(2/3)

"Wenyin, I'll tell you!"

Professor Chen Guotao said freely.

"I will accompany you later, be careful that I will speed up!"

"Uncle! I was wrong!"

Li Wenyin's face was full of repentance and his hands were folded together.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Get out, who is your uncle?"

Professor Chen Guotao looked disgusted.

"I'm fine! Don't worship me!"

This scene made the band musicians resting beside him stunned.

Good guy!

Is this the communication between the legendary music masters?!

I think all music masters are serious and dignified.

Why did the style of painting change after meeting Li Wenyin?!

This has touched my blind spot in knowledge!

Professor Chen Guotao is complicated inside.

At first, I found out that this young man was born because of the sensational divine song "Zhong"!

Later, by chance, I met this young man on a variety show.

I was also acquainted with Li Wenyin's teacher, Professor Wen, so I "supported" Li Wenyin.

Good guy, take off immediately as soon as you recommend it!

Now Li Wenyin's musical achievements and skills have even made Professor Chen feel that he does not belong to the same dimension.

It has flown into the sky in just three years!

If thirty years have passed, you won’t fly to the sun?

Professor Chen Guotao's weird eyes kept scanning Li Wenyin.

"You little brat... grew up eating the piano?"

Professor Wang Xuemin was stunned when he heard Professor Chen’s ridiculous question, but couldn’t help but reply.

"...and just put the violin on the piano?!"

"What's going on with the guqin? I've been holding this sentence in half a year! When did you kid secretly practice this?!"

When Wang Xuemin heard Professor Chen Guotao mention this, he was immediately not sleepy.

"Yes! And the one behind..."

Li Wenyin's eyes twitched and she hurriedly explained.

"This...maybe it professional communication?"

Learn about the skill development card?

Envy?

Haha! You don’t have it!

I won't give it!

......

“Professional communication?!”

Chen Guotao smiled so much.

As if he felt Professor Chen Guotao's murderous gaze, Li Wenyin's eyes immediately wandered and did not dare to look Professor Chen Guotao in the eyes. He couldn't help but whisper.

"Yes, they are all played horizontally, and there are strings..."

The principle of strings of the piano playing violin = Guqin?

You're so good at playing...

"The one behind..."

"Okay, Lao Chen, let's go, it's time to continue the performance."

Professor Wang Xuemin smiled and smoothed out the situation.

"snort......"

"Hehe, let's go!"

The performers entered the venue in turn.

After halftime, the audience was in very good condition.

The bombing in the first half was so amazing that the audience is now looking forward to the next performance.

Especially in "The Great Compassion Mantra", the stunning appearance of Chinese musical instruments immediately made countless Western audiences curious about Chinese music and even culture.

Li Wenyin smiled and walked onto the stage.

The audience was stunned and suddenly felt shocked and suspicious.

Li Wenyin's outfit is completely beyond people's imagination.

Gold silk and white clothes, sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

The audience who watched the broadcast in China couldn't help but exclaim.

"Damn it! Li Wenyin's ancient costume looks are so handsome that she breaks through the sky!"

"Good guy, is this going to perform a costume drama abroad!?"

Even Lin Chenliang and Chu Xiangling, who were in front of the TV, couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked at each other in surprise.

These two people have extremely rich experience in ancient costumes.

But this is the first time I have seen such a stunning look.

It is obviously a very ordinary clothing, but the marks of makeup are not very heavy.

It seems to be a fundamental problem.

"So handsome!"

Chu Xiangling couldn't help but be amazed.

Lin Chenliang's old face turned black.

"Am I handsome or is he handsome?"

"You are handsome!"

Chu Xiangling couldn't help but smile and coaxed her jealous boyfriend, and couldn't help but gamble in her heart.

"Who is handsome and doesn't have a b-definite idea in his heart? Big pig's hoof!"

......

Li Wenyin, dressed in ancient costume, sat cross-legged next to the chopping board with a smile.

Guqin?

wrong!

At some point, the guqin was placed aside and replaced with the guqin.

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In a dormitory of an art university in China, Xiao Tornado looked at his roommate Xiao Bolang's face suddenly turned ashen, and he immediately smiled as if he was stupid.

"Hahahahahahahaha, you have today too!"

The professionalism of Little Tornado is very unpopular.

Guqin playing.

Xiaobolang is a popular folk music instrument and a student majoring in Guzheng.

However, their interest is to see students majoring in piano and violin majoring in those who were abused by Li Wenyin.

When you pass by the familiar piano room, you can always hear heart-wrenching notes, accompanied by screams and scolding.

But today the small whirlwind broke.

Li Wenyin brought up an instrument that he could never have thought of even beating to death.

Guqin!

Although the Great Compassion Mantra is not difficult, the little whirlwind with a pale face felt that this might just be the beginning, and his future life might be like a professional piano and violin next door who is dying of ecstasy.
To be continued...
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