Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Once someone leaves.

Then Nie Mi and the others have already lost before they can fight back.

Because losing the audience means losing the game.

Vienna, who was invited off the stage, sat in the front row and paid close attention to every move on the stage.

When he saw that the creator had sent the music score, and that the girl who didn't know where she came from was still studying the music score, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

The body also relaxed from being tense at the beginning.

He was afraid that Nie Mi would pretend to be stupid, so he personally performed the harp and harp music.

Nie Mi's international status is by no means accumulated through false reputation. Many first-class masters highly praise Nie Mi's level.

After all, Vienna is in this circle, and he knows it more or less.

He thought of his words before he stepped down.

Another sound.

Behind everyone's eyes emerged a picture of the soldiers fighting bloody battles and defending Chang'an to the death.

Only two beams of light were left under the stage, shining under Nie Mi and Li Huan.

Everyone present was boiling with blood.

"Zheng——"

The sound of "Zheng——" has traveled through thousands of years of history and struck hard under the eardrums of everyone present.

The audience on the stage was impatient to wait.

I immediately told the creator that no one would bring down the next drum.

I saw the boy's technique change, "Zheng Zheng Zheng -" the sonorous and weak piano sound rushed towards my face, the speed became slower and slower, more and more urgent.

Song of Everlasting Regret has already used drums, and the sparse drum beats at the beginning grabbed the audience's attention and attracted the audience's attention to the stage.

The evil is like two swords opening the gate of heaven, followed by the clattering force of thousands of troops and horses, the majestic momentum is like mountain rain coming, roaring with a refreshing force.

Fortunately, Nie Mi had some self-awareness and let the young girl be the lead singer.

So when Li Huan said he needed drums, the drummer Qi Huan on the stage said that he took the initiative to bring his own instrument and give it to me, and kept blushing to express his honor.

Nie Mi was the only one who was calm.

The girl watched it for less than five minutes before she clamped the score on the music stand, turned around and said to the waiting old man: "Drum, I want drum accompaniment."

I saw the boy raising his hand to pluck the strings.

Qiao Nian knew that we were taking too long, so before briefly communicating with Nie Mi, the two of them separated and sat behind their instruments.

Seeing that the other party was just cramming now, Vienna dispelled his only doubt. He smiled and felt relaxed all over. He sat in his seat and just waited to watch the excitement.

Let Mr. Nie use his own instrument.

The exciting and surging piano sound suddenly turned sad. Second, I'm afraid that this young girl has some abilities.

He ignored the uproar in the audience and concentrated on waiting for the girl to finish reading the score.

Later, if Nie Mi was responsible for playing the harp, he would just assume that Elena was playing the piano.

The originally peaceful and quiet venue suddenly became quiet.

I was reluctant to clean the drum surface for at least eight months.

The boys in the audience still raised their hands quickly and calmly, but no one held their breath waiting for the eighth sound of the piano to tear their eardrums.

Pretty much what he expected.

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Immediately afterwards, Li Huan's drum beats came and went, accompanied by the sound of the harp, dragging Xiaojia to Maweipo, to the bloody battle of Chang'an, to the frontier...

The audience had goosebumps.

Nie Mi's eyes lit up, and he instantly understood what kind of feeling Li Huan wanted: "Okay."

at that time.

No one was consciously attracted by the clear sound of the piano off the stage.

The boy is wearing antique clothes that should be worn for performances, so he raises his hand casually. When the light shines on you, your fair complexion shines through, like a bodhi jade.

The drumbeat stopped abruptly.

The lights in the small theater dimmed.