She was tall and tall in a goose yellow dress, and her hair was braided into a braid. Show porcelain white delicate face and jade like swan neck.

The light on her body, to her plating a layer of soft light, like a fairy from the fairy tale, holy and beautiful.

Step by step, she came slowly.

Sit down gracefully in front of the piano.

People who came to the concert this time are not only Chinese, but also some foreign audiences.

Even they can't say that the girl on the stage is not beautiful. It's totally recognizable.

Just, can a girl like Meicheng really play the piano?

And it turns out

It's true.

Lu Xingzhi's hands were on the piano keys. As the light was weak, his fingers moved.

At the beginning, the rhythm was slow, and then gradually accelerated and cheerful. Later, it seemed that they were fighting and plundering. Finally, there were corpses everywhere and the earth was stained with blood

Then slowly, the mountains and rivers collapse.

There is only endless loneliness left.

However, the rhythm turns again, and the music style changes again. It seems that after thousands of years, the land has returned to its original appearance. It is peaceful and beautiful, which makes people yearn for it.

Under the stage, a pair of seductive eyes like wild animals, staring at the girl playing the piano above, plunder, but also interesting.

Such a beautiful and pure girl, destroyed, I don't know what it's like.

Her blood, must be very sweet!

The man's cold thin lips hook up evil.

Lu Xingzhi is still playing on the stage, and I don't know how many people have raised different thoughts because of her.

Huo Jinchen just wants to clap for his girl, she is undoubtedly the most dazzling.

At the end of the day, Lu Xingzhi stopped.

The whole audience stood up and applauded, giving her the highest affirmation.

Great!

The beautiful girl can also play the piano.

It's just that the girl above is so beautiful.

The beauty is too dreamy.

As if he would leave at any time.

The most gratifying thing was Bertrand, who was finally relieved. The little angel of his family will not let him down.

This song "plunder" is ten years ago, because those people wantonly destroyed the mountains and forests, cruelly killed animals, and seized their antlers, ivory, bear paws

Lu Xingzhi completely deduces that feeling. It's not bad that he has practiced for so long, and he can't find fault in his skills.

There were several pianists sitting under the stage, Bertrand's students, who really got his biography. Talent is great.

Shen Xinzi's eyes are bursting with flames. If the eyes can hurt people, Lu Xingzhi on the stage may already be full of wounds.

A concert ended perfectly. In the evening, Lu Xingzhi went to the celebration party with them.

Huo Qiyuan was old, but the shrimp was too young. They were sent home separately.

He Lianxi hugged the deer and Xingzhi said, "little cicada, it's great! Really, after today, you will be remembered by more people. "

He Lianyi also said: "tomorrow's front page headlines may be you, even Bertrand may not have as much as you."

When he Lianyi said this, he was still a little sour.

At the end of his concert, Lu Xingzhi had more hot searches than him.

And it lasted a long time.

"The teacher is paving the way for me, I know that." Lu Xing doesn't think it can be said. Many people may have noticed it.