Chapter 243 Tang Yuehua, whose heart was trembling, slapped her face crazily, and brushed off her clothes after something happened
"Feng Qiuhuang?"
What a beautiful name, the beautiful eyes of the noble girls in the lobby flashed obsessively.
Those who can really understand the meaning of the song are not paying attention to these things at this time.
Tang Yuehua did not forget, Luo Yu said it before playing.
This man has been paying attention to himself for a long time.
Could it be that this song was written for her?
Express your love for her?
Tang Yuehua thought of this.
It has stabilized my heart for an unknown number of years like a calm lake.
trembled at this moment.
No ordinary girl can refuse such a beautiful song.
Not to mention a woman like her who regards piano music as her life.
Over the years, countless men have pursued Tang Yuehua because of her extraordinary appearance, perfect and soft figure, and elegant and calm mature woman temperament.
Many people don't know that Tang Yuehua even refused the title Douluo's pursuit.
Even the mighty and powerful Emperor Xue Ye secretly confessed to Tang Yuehua, but she also resolutely and ruthlessly rejected her.
Because to Tang Yuehua, no matter whether it was fierce and brave strength or the right to rule the world, she dismissed it and could not arouse the slightest interest.
The only thing that can make her interested and even obsessed is the way of piano music.
But there is no man in Douluo Continent who is not immersed in fighting and killing, and there are not many people who are accomplished in this area, so Tang Yuehua has long since given up on falling in love.
And Luo Yu's flawless and moving movement deeply touched her heart.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it hit the nail on the head.
Thinking that this shocking and moving song might have been written especially for her by a man, Tang Yuehua's heart could no longer calm down, and her breathing became no longer steady.
She nervously looked at the man standing in the middle of the lobby.
Suddenly felt that this man was exuding infinite attraction, which was like poison to her. She felt that she had not only met a bosom friend, but also met someone she was worth pursuing for the rest of her life.
Such a man who is proficient in temperament is a great treasure to her.
Tang Yuehua had a rare expression of shyness on his face, and his voice became a little hesitant.
"Your song... Feng Qiuhuang, was it... written for me?"
The sound of the audience froze, and the air became extremely quiet.
It was the first time they saw Tang Yuehua, who had always been calm and composed, showing such a shy appearance as a little woman.
But this is not enough to surprise them. What they are most concerned about is this fairy song. Could it be that this man really composed it in order to pursue his teacher?
Looking at Tang Yuehua, whose cheeks were flushed and her emotions fluctuating.
Luo Yu has no expression on his face, no one can see his true emotions, and his voice is flat, "Who wrote this song, is it for you, does it matter?"
Seeing Luo Yu's indifferent attitude, Tang Yuehua's beautiful eyes froze.
But his answer made everyone subconsciously affirm it.
This piece must have been written by him, in pursuit of the teacher.
Besides him, who else has the ability to play such a piece?
Resenting Luo Yu just now, the aristocratic youths with bruised noses and swollen faces who had been taught by him screamed.
"Fuck, the music is amazing!"
"In order to pursue Teacher Tang, I actually composed a Divine Comedy directly."
"I said that this piano song is Douluo's first divine song, no one has any objection."
"It's too ruthless. Writing love letters is weak. Compared with Qushen's operation, it's a fart."
Luo Yu's stunning performance just now has already gained a lot of fans.
If the outside world respects the strong, strength is king.
Then in Yuexuan, whoever has good skills will win true admiration and respect.
The level that Luo Yu showed just now was beyond the reach of everyone.
The little princess Xue Ke's jade legs wrapped in white tube socks are extremely restless.
The flat red mouth is like a lemon tree.
"Brother, I'm sour, I'm really sour."
"If anyone composes me a song called Fengqiuhuang, I can be his little wife."
Xue Qinghe glanced at her, didn't want to speak, and sneered inwardly.
Oh, do you think you are the only one who is jealous?
I just don't say it.
For the girls in Yuexuan, there is nothing more romantic than this in the whole world.
The men in the lobby envied Luo Yu's level, but they also knew that they couldn't be envious.
Because even if you give them a pen and close the small black room for a hundred years, they still don't want to make such a famous song that is so famous from ancient times to the present.
Although Tang Yuehua had never met Luo Yu before, she was completely overwhelmed by Luo Yu's talent.
This is the man who only appears in her dreams.
Tang Yuehua is no longer a child. On the contrary, as the mentor of noble children, she is more mature than anyone else.
But at this moment she was emotional, attracted and moved by Luo Yu's talent.
A heart is beating non-stop.
She looked at the man carefully, as if she wanted to keep his face in mind.
The beautiful snow-white legs under the long dress in palace dress moved, and the high heels of jade feet hit the floor, with an elegant figure, swaying buttocks but not coquettish, but full of dignity, and walked in front of Luo Yu step by step.
The red lips are lightly parted.
"You...do you really like me?" Tang Yuehua asked.
Luo Yu glanced at the intellectual beauty in front of him, and saw through her manipulation.
His face was expressionless and he didn't say anything.
Withdrawing his gaze, he walked towards the door.
Seeing that Luo Yu was about to leave, Tang Yuehua became anxious and said nervously: "I haven't finished talking yet, where are you going?"
Luo Yu didn't stop, nor did he look back at Tang Yuehua.
"There is nothing to say, as I said just now, since everyone doesn't welcome me."
"As soon as the song is over, I will leave."
As soon as this remark came out, the audience was embarrassed.
Because of Luo Yu's words, everyone present remembered the previous questioning and ridicule.
I feel that clowns like myself and others are reveling in the hall, while a real master like Luo Yu is low-key and silent, which makes people feel ashamed in comparison.
With their meager level, they even mocked such a great **** before.
Anyone who underestimated Luo Yu not only felt pain in the face, but also blushed.
Especially the young man guarding the gate, blushing and shy like a monkey's **** at this time.
Tang Yuehua bit her lip, and her soft red lips had teeth marks.
Luo Yu was about to walk out the door, but she said in a crisp voice: "Can you not leave yet!"
Luo Yu stopped and looked back at her.
"Let me go before, let me stay now, who do you think I am?"
"Don't disturb Guibao's situation, I will go by myself."
After finishing speaking, Luo Yu ignored the beauty to keep her, and left without nostalgia.
Everyone looked at the disappearing figure, their hearts became extremely complicated, and they were ashamed.
Xue Ke said aggrievedly: "Actually, we can't blame us, who knew he could be so evil at such a young age."
"A young man ran over and suddenly said that he wanted to give advice to Mr. Tang. No one would believe it."
Tang Yuehua stopped and said: "Ke'er, don't say any more, we did go too far before and didn't give others the respect and courtesy they deserve.
"An expert must have arrogance. Such a master, how can he bear this kind of grievance."
Xue Qinghe remained silent, staring at the direction in which Luo Yu was leaving.
The man didn't stay, but instead made her take a higher look at Luo Yu, and her inner interest grew stronger.
She feels that she won't be able to sleep tonight unless she talks to this interesting man.
Tang Yuehua is in a bad mood right now, wishing she could slap herself.
I ran to the piano pavilion impatiently, hoping to find a master player.
As a result, everyone came to the door, but I didn't seize the opportunity, and left in anger.
There is nothing more worrying and depressing than this.
Recalling Luo Yu's attitude of refusing people thousands of miles away just now, she felt flustered.
He doesn't already hate himself.
Is there any chance to make up for it?
She bit her lip tightly, her beautiful eyes scanned the audience, and said majesticly:
"All Yuexuan disciples obey the order and must find the master just now. Let's come to the door to apologize."
(end of this chapter)
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