Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife

Yan Ziyu pressed down the sourness in her heart, and her eyes passed by him.

Sure enough, after Gu Ziyan coughed those two sounds, his face went over and asked him a few words of concern. The expressions were very close.

Gu Ziyan suddenly felt a little irritable, but she answered her two words in vain, and couldn't help but glance at Yan Ziyu again. He thought she would come ...

But Yan Ziyu only glanced at him sideways, then she looked away and focused her energy on the player who was playing the piano.

The expression on Qiao's face is still the same, with a small beak, proudly like a little peacock.

"Brother Ziyan!" A call from Yen Yan called back his intellect. He suddenly felt anxious and waved his hand, indicating that it was okay to let Yen Yan return to his seat.

Finally it was Yan Ziyu's turn, and the piano boy behind her took her a guqin.

Gu Ziyan's eyes fell on her guqin, her eyes narrowed slightly.

The style of her piano is very different from the one she used to play.

Now this one is golden red, and her red dress is surprisingly harmonious ...

Yan Zijie didn't even wear a red shirt in front of him, because she knew that she didn't like red, green, and green things, and she liked plain clothes, so her dress was always plain, and the occasional praise made her eyes bright Glittering bright for most of the day.

Now Yan Ziyu seems to say goodbye to her in the past and restore her nature.

It turns out that her nature is so brash ...

Originally, she resembled her little follower, and everything revolved around him. Now Yan Ziyu finally has the original style, so youthful and aggressive!

I don't know how many men's eyes lingered on him ...

And her eyes stopped for him.

He took another sip of tea, only to feel the bitterness in his mouth.

Yan Ziyu's piano art has indeed improved a lot compared to the original. The mountains and rivers are generally smooth and have increased a lot of spirituality. She stopped for two measures.

There was applause in the hall, and it was clear that listening to her playing the piano was indeed a treat.

Maybe it was sentimental, or she was dialed through by a famous teacher, and this time she had a different taste in the piano sound, and this taste brought people into her melody, which made people Emotions could not help being infected by her, and fluctuated with her piano.

As the last sound of the piano landed, the crowd felt a sense of endlessness, and they wanted to listen to her again.

The people present were all connoisseurs, and felt that she was the best performer at this concert.

The other three judges also spoke highly of her performance and said a lot. When it was Gu Ziyan's turn to comment, he said only two words: "Good."

Yan Ziyu's red lips were narrowed, her eyes narrowed.

Although he always has few comments on others, it is not so small. Obviously perfunctory ...

It seemed that he had become very annoying to himself.

Her eyes were inexplicably sour, and she blinked and put back the tears.

Yan Ziyu just nodded her head to Gu Ziyan just like other judges, which represented a slight gratitude. Then she turned her attention to Ning Xuemo, apparently she wanted to hear her comment.

Ning Xuemo naturally commented on her, pointed out her slight flaws, and finally smiled slightly: "You have so far played the best and played the most standard."