This is not only about her own reputation, but also about the reputation of the Leng family.

Mo Jun regretted the act he had just encouraged her to perform on stage.

The man pursed his lips and didn't speak, but the dull eyes were always on the stage, and the woman stretched out her hand.

When Qiao Anchu heard Mo Jun's words, a trace of sarcasm and disdain flashed across his eyes.

Ho ho, not to mention that Mo Xin has been instructed by Hibbert, even if he has been instructed by Hibbert, it is not necessarily better than her.

Qiao Anchu thought so, but his eyes still fell on the stage.

Qiao Yimo took a deep breath and looked relaxed and lazy. She pulled out the piano stool and sat down.

The slender fingertips rested on the black and white keys.

Every note is emotional.

Her eyes were slightly closed, and her flexible fingertips kept jumping on the black and white keys.

When it comes to climax and climax, she even moves her body with the music.

Every note is so accurate, there is no sign of collapse.

Looking at his back, Jun Mo took a breath.

Isn't this figure the Liang Yin that he thinks about day and night?

As a result, he couldn't help but squeeze in his breath, and took his tired hand aside, and said excitedly: "Master Tired, Sister-in-law and my sweetheart are like."

Hearing this, the man frowned slightly, his cold voice was a little unhappy, "What did you say?"

Mo Jun was so fascinated that he explained: "It's Liang Yin, my sweetheart."

"You say it again."

The man's voice became colder and colder, and Mo Jun was stunned for several seconds, and after reacting, he quickly closed his mouth.

It’s not okay to say that my sister-in-law is like his sweetheart?

What the hell!

Forget about drowning in a vinegar jar. Qiao Yimo slowly got up when the song finally landed.

Then, there was a burst of thunderous applause from the audience.

The applause was stronger than Qiao Anchu's.

As for why this is so, Qiao Anchu naturally understands!

Qiao Anchu stood under the stage, clenched his fists, biting his lips fiercely, his expression looked very embarrassed.

Although she has never heard of this song played by Mo Xin, the whole song is full of emotion and skill.

Relative to her, Mo Xin looks more like a professional piano master.

And at this point, the guest’s response is also well expressed:

"Fuck, I haven't heard this song."

"Couldn't it be Mo Xin's original creation!"

"No, Mo Xin can still create?"

"Hey, has she still been instructed by a regular piano?"

"Comparing Qiao Anchu and Mo Xin, they seem to be slightly inferior."

"Then if Mo Xin goes to participate in this global piano competition, who will win?"

"Who knows this!"

"Tsk tusk tusk, I'm afraid so!"

When Qiao Anchu heard that sentence is not as good as Mo Xin, her lungs were exploded!

How could Mo Xin's piano be better than her?

Could Mo Xin also plagiarize others?

While thinking about this, suddenly there was a cold and indifferent female voice on the station, "Master Wei Wuqing, Master Xu Feng, how about my song?"

After a long time, there was no response.

No comment, Qiao Anchu was overjoyed, and quickly turned to look at Wei Wuqing and Xu Feng.

However, when he saw Wei Wuqing and Xu Feng with open mouths and shocked expressions, Qiao Anchu was completely panicked.

Wei Wuqing and Xu Feng were so excited when they heard her music, but why are they so excited when they heard Mo Xin's music!

why!

Don't even Wei Wuqing and Xu Feng feel that Mo Xin is stronger than her? JrNovels.com