Chapter 91 a match made by nature

The audience in the Royal College square is full of seats. Exciting programs constantly stir up the audience's emotions.

Bursts of thunderous applause, from time to time.

Lin Feiyu's program is still singing. He originally wanted to play the piano, but he received the news that he wanted to play the piano this time. Lin Feiyu had to bear the pain and give up his favorite piano.

The building frowned, some puzzled and said: "how can the flying rain perform or sing? I remember he used to like playing the piano!"

The building wind is light: "recently, I heard that singing is very special and unforgettable."

The building smiled helplessly and said, "I can't help singing for three days. It's amazing!"

The building thought: Murphy plays the piano, but that voice is not flattering, saying that Murphy's voice, the voice of crows, is to belittle crows.

Lou Feng glanced at the building and said, "it seems that the third brother likes it very much."

The building naturally said: "is it my wife? Naturally I should like him. Is there anything wrong with that?"

The building wind shrugged and said, "No."

The building's eyes were on the contestant's table.

Loufeng looks at the building and looks at Mo Fei's eyes. I get up with my fingers involuntarily. In the dark, Lin Feiyu's influence on the building is getting smaller and smaller. It's no wonder that Mo Fei's light is almost unstoppable. There are so many people around him and it's right to be indifferent to others. It turns out that he is infatuated with the building, but it's not the same.

It's not only noble but also elegant to wear a gothic dress with cascading cuffs and lots of lace.

All the contestants are pretty men and beautiful women. Each contestant is beautiful. However, the building thinks that even if they are in a group of beauties, they are still the most outstanding one.

Mo Yi's eyes are decorated with several black broken diamonds, and a black velvet feather floats around his eyes, which is mysterious and cold.

Can not but talk with the people around us from time to time, with a warm smile on his face.

The building looks at the happy smile, and its heart is stuffy. The guy, who is talking and laughing with others, sneers at his building without a good word.

By the time Zheng and Xu Zihan arrived, the game had already been in half and the seats had been filled.

Zheng took a look at the contestant seat and saw Mo Yi on it.

Mo Yi carelessly glances at Zheng's eyes.

The two men's eyes met in the void and moved away from each other.

"It's your turn." One side is in charge of urging the stage's schoolmate, the facial expression flushes to see Mo Fei way.

Murphy won a large number of fans with a song in the preliminary competition. Now, a large part of the audience is coming to Murphy. Murphy's performance in the first round is also excellent, so many people are coming to Murphy.

As soon as Murphy came to the stage, there was a fierce noise.

"Prince Tian Yin, Prince Tian Yin."

"Mr. Jade Flute, Mr. jade flute."

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Murphy waved to the audience and caused a scream.

Xu Zihan, who was waiting for Mo Fei and Mo Yibing to grasp the handle, saw that the two were so popular, and he felt a strong jealousy in his heart.

In the exquisite class, wealth means wealth. Xu's family background is at the bottom of the exquisite class. Although Zheng likes it and everyone admires it, Xu Zihan feels a sense of inferiority in his heart.

When he entered Linglong class, Xu Zihan found a strange sense of balance. At last, he found a person with worse family background and worse qualification in Linglong class.

However, Xu Zihan soon became angry again. This man who could not compare with him was better married than him, more moist than his life. He was against him everywhere. Even the servants around him dared to direct themselves.

Xu Zihan looks at Mo Yi beside Mo Fei. In his eyes, there are several strands of disgust. Compared with Mo Fei, he hates Mo Yi even more. He hates Mo Yi for no reason, like a fatalistic enemy.

In the stands, Su Rong and a middle-aged man stand together, with a female finalist from the Royal College next to them.

"Su Rong, what did you say to me? You said that Mo Yi had a cold, vomit and diarrhea, dizziness, convulsion, pale face, and could not get up in bed. Who is on the stage now? " The middle-aged tutor glared at Su Rong.

Su Rong said awkwardly, "teacher, maybe he's cured of a cold. I don't know how quickly he's cured. He's a young man. He's in good health!"

The Nangong Qianxue beside Su Rong couldn't help laughing.

Su rongman scratched his head awkwardly and said in secret: he said that his highness Su Rong was always frank, honest and trustworthy. He was not good at lying, but he had to be tough. Life! It's just too hard.

The middle-aged tutor grinds his teeth. Most of the students in Royal College have extraordinary experience and outstanding qualifications. In contrast, these students are highly regarded and not well managed.

There are five finalists from the royal family, the eldest, the third, Mo Yi, Su Rong and Nangong Qianxue. The middle-aged tutor wanted to give some people special training in a few days.

However, the eldest prince and the third prince said they were not interested in it directly. They are too lazy all day. They don't care about the top 100 competition at all. It's just unreasonable to play any musical instruments and participate in any talent competition.

Xu Zihan looks at Mo Fei and Mo Yi without blinking, as if to stare them out of a hole.

Looking at Mo Yi, Zheng suddenly felt a sense of deja vu.

This time, the music is soul.

The excited piano sound suddenly brings people into the battle field. The exciting music sounds like the unyielding cry of soldiers, the roar of heroes, the murmur of soldiers before their death, and the earnest admonition of their comrades The low violin sound set off a kind of extra sad atmosphere, which complements the piano sound.

With the sound of the song, the audience can see the heroic soldiers on the battlefield who are willing to die, and the expectation of their relatives outside the battlefield The music echoed in the square, and the star power in the square became very active.

Zheng looked at Xu Zihan and said solemnly, "Zihan, it's not true that he is a sound source teacher. That's right."

Xu Zihan reluctantly clenched his hand. "Well, I know."

Why? Why all the good things happened to Mo Fei? He married the third prince by mistake and became a sound source teacher. Lin Feiyu said that he didn't know what kind of ecstasy was infused into the building, but the building he cheated took out his heart and lungs and gave him countless star coins. He spent a lot of star coins to be very generous. The star armor he bought for Mo Yi was worth several hundred million yuan. The other day, it was smashed nearly Two billion for stones.

Xu Zihan can't help but take a look at Zheng. Zheng is very good to him, but Zheng's money is not enough. Zheng's family is a military family. He has a large group of people to raise. No matter how good Zheng is to him, he can't give him too many star coins. Xu Zihan is also embarrassed that Wen Zheng wants star coins.

Think of the third prince, then look at Zheng, Xu Zihan heart can not help but a little more resentment towards Zheng.

Looking at Mo Yi, Zheng felt more familiar, but could not tell where he was familiar.

Lin Feiyu looks at the building in the audience and presses his teeth to death.

At this moment, the building's eyes are all on Mo Fei. Seeing that there is only one person in his eyes and the figure of others in his eyes, Lin Feiyu is filled with endless sour feelings.

At the end of the song, there was a burst of intense applause in the square, which lasted a long time.

"A perfect match!"

"A perfect match..."

I don't know who took the lead, there was a lot of praise on the square.

The building is dark. It's a perfect match with Mo Yi. What's his building?

The heart of the building was very sour. The tiger wanted to stare at those nonsense people, but found that the crowd had been boiling for a long time. Almost all people were screaming. For a while, he didn't know who to stare at.

Looking at the expression of the building, Loufeng said in a narrow voice, "are you jealous, brother?"

The building is black faced. It doesn't take it seriously: "jealous, who can be jealous! It's very boring. "

looking at the building, the building wind shrugged.

Zheng looked at Mo Yi on the stage. His heart jumped uncontrollably. Zheng frowned, hid the palpitation in his heart and shook his head severely.

When Xu Zihan looked at Zheng, he seemed to notice what he said: "there is nothing beautiful here. Let's go."

Zheng nodded and said, "OK."

Zheng grabs Xu Zihan's hand and says in secret: Xu Zihan is the only one he likes. He promised many years ago that others have nothing to do with him.

In the audience, Nangong Qianxue gently breathed out a breath. "I've heard Lin Feiyu play the piano before, and I think it's like listening to the music of nature. Now I know what is Xianyin."

”Su Rong, what are you doing! I had heard that he played the flute well, but I didn't expect that he also played the violin so well. Such a person is not like a servant. "The middle-aged instructor on one side couldn't help asking.

Su Rong shook his head. "I don't know."

"It's said that the third princess was chosen by Princess Nalan. I thought that Princess Nalan was randomly chosen, but I didn't know that princess was as brilliant as a torch!" Nangong snow road.

Su Rong laughs, and Princess Nalan's eyes are like torches? If that person had a brilliant eye, he would not be the third princess now.

Mo Fei and Mo Yi stepped down from the ladder and left the arena under the leadership of the school of maintaining order.

Lin Feiyu watched Murphy and Murphy step down and slowly closed his eyes.

Before, he was always called the piano prince. Lin Feiyu knew that from today on, this had nothing to do with him.