Chapter 553: 557

Chapter 553 Chapter 557: Chat by strength
"I think what you said makes sense!" Tang Luo nodded and touched his chin, stood up, scared the girl all over, thinking that his words angered the young Tianjiao, and the other party wanted to move.
Zhao Lingyan's heart trembled at this time, and she didn't understand why she had just smashed Tang Luo face-to-face. The other party dared to directly kill Micah's Tianjiao, and it was nothing to kill a piano girl.
It's just that the stubborn woman doesn't want to admit it even if she regrets in her heart, and her eyes are still wide open even if her whole body is trembling.
Standing up, Tang Luo stretched his waist and said lightly: "Actually, I think your pipa is really mediocre, so I didn't expect much from this solo, so I'm leaving!"
He turned around cleanly and left. Unexpectedly, before reaching the door of the inner chamber, he heard the woman's trembling and angry voice: "Please stay!"
A gritted teeth "please" was enough to show how angry a woman was. Tang Luo turned his head inexplicably and saw a trembling woman with tears in her eyes.
"Why are you crying?" Tang Luo joked: "Your title of piano master, is it because who said that you can't play the piano, you cry?"
"Tianjiao can understand pipa!?" An angry Zhao Lingyan could forgive Tang Luo for his rudeness, but he could never forgive the other party for slandering his piano art, and asked angrily.
"I don't understand." Tang Luo replied very bachelorfully: "But you can get the total score. You can't say that I think your pipa is not good, so you have to let me play a song better. After all, you are a luthier and I am not. ,Right."
If you do it, you can do it. Don’t force it. It’s actually a very stupid saying. I said the refrigerator doesn’t cool, so I have to learn how to freeze it.
Why does Zhao Lingyan play mediocre, not to mention that "Chengxin" is a spiritual skill, but that he has heard a few easy passages from a pipa player in his previous life, and just a few notes made him dream back Tang Dynasty, feel the melodious thousand years.
In Tang Luo's mind, he must at least reach this level before he can be regarded as everyone. Otherwise, he is an idol group, and it is a skill to fool ordinary audiences by spiritual skills.
Therefore, when Zhao Lingyan plays the pipa in general, Tang Luo is justified.
The girl was trembling with anger again. Tang Luo seemed to know what she wanted to say, and she had already blocked her words. At this moment, she was extremely angry, her eyes were constantly moving around, as if she was looking for something.
"Why? Looking for a weapon to attack me?" Tang Luo looked up and down Zhao Lingyan with his chest and persuaded: "I'll forget it. You look good like you, know the pipa, can paint and write poetry. The little girl who has a nice voice, crying a few times from time to time, I can beat a hundred each, don't bother."
Said to fight with you!
Looking back at Tang Luo bitterly, Zhao Lingyan, who was already confused, took the Pipa off the rack and hugged it in his arms.
"Yo Hou? A strange weapon, it's kind of interesting."
Tang Luo took a lot of time to look at the woman holding the pipa so angry, and asked curiously: "Didn't you mean that you also created a stance palm dance, why don't you let me show your insights together."
Zhao Lingyan, who had never been wronged like this since childhood, only felt that Tang Luo was extremely hateful. Even if he was holding Pipa, he couldn't calm down. Tears couldn't stop streaming. Feeling particularly wronged, she stared at Tang Luo bitterly.
It's just that the big eyes are really not murderous, and the appearance of wiping tears is not even a threat. The two looked at each other like a cockfight, and the scene was once embarrassing.
Someone must break the silence. Tang Luo scratched his chin, please cough and ask: "I can't do it yet, I can go without it."
"Don't leave!" Zhao Lingyan cried out: "Sit down and listen to me playing the piano!"
The Zhao people who had been criticized for Qinyi were determined to prove themselves, how could Tang Luo leave.
One day Jiao finally understood the purpose of Zhao Lingyan's acquisition of the piano, and said with a curling lips: "Look at you, a girl in your twenties, how come your IQ is the same as that of a six or seven-year-old girl. Since I said that you play the piano, you Why did you prove it to me? Even if you play a song, I really think it’s not bad. I can’t praise your pipa performance, right? After all, I can’t slap myself in the face!

An anger hit his chest, and he didn't slow down for a long time.
Zhao Lingyan, who had never heard such shameless remarks, opened her eyes wide, and couldn't believe that this was the Tang family's Tianjiao who was named Man Xiling, the Ten Thousand Family Buddha whom the people said.
"Does it make sense?" Tang Luo asked, spreading his hands.
There was no response, because Zhao Lingyan had been stunned, and her little mouth opened slightly to calm her mood, looking pitiful and anxious.
There was no response again. Tang Luo, who felt that he was very angry with the little girl, also realized that he was serious, and asked to add: "Don't take it too seriously. After all, there is no one person's art that can be liked by everyone. You can be yours with peace of mind. I won’t tell you that your pipa is not good at playing. After all, cutting a man’s wealth is like killing a parent. In the future, if you have to eat this business, I will not collapse your platform."
The considerate Tianjiao waved his hand and summed up: "If someone asks, I will say the lingering sound is like a natural sound, what do you think?"
Zhao Lingyan's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe that the other party could talk to herself to such an extent, what is called a bad place, her pipa is the best in Xiling!
Even the few people in Miaoyinfang couldn't compare with each other, how come they became a mess in Tang Luo's mouth.
He also said that he was old and stupid. How could this person be so annoying! Zhao Lingyan only felt that her nose was more sour, her tears could not stop, but she couldn't say a word in her stomach, and she was even more aggrieved.
Tang Luo can't help scratching his head a little when he sees the woman crying more intensely, not understanding what is going on.
But the witty Tianjiao, who is good at thinking, couldn’t find the answer. After thinking about it, he found the source of the problem and made a suggestion: "Don’t cry, I see, you are too shallow in your life experience, so you can just chat casually. I just cried like this. Others say that after reading the vicissitudes of the world, you will become famous. It seems that you still have a long way to go."
While talking and nodding, Tang Luo was 10,000 satisfied with his speech, and he reached out and patted the shoulder of the trembling woman with anger, and encouraged: "You are protected by the master, so go out and take a look. Only by seeing the real world can you know what art looks like."
Zhao Lingyan was so angry that her brain went blank, she could only stare at Tang Luo's eyes, and squeezed two words from her teeth: "You go!"
I just said that I want to play the piano, and now I have to rush people, so I've been blind for so long comfort.
"Huh, woman." Tang Luo seemed to have seen everything. He turned around and left the inner room a few steps. A low whimper came from behind. It was the girl who was holding her mouth tightly, not letting the sound come out.
It was not until Tang Luo walked out of the wing that Zhao Lingyan cried out loudly, pears raining, heart-piercing.
Everyone in Zhao, who had never been wronged so much, was furious.
(End of this chapter)