Supreme Medicinal God

(Girls Literature) "Unexpectedly, the girls in our school actually have such good dancing skills, I thought they would only appear in art schools..."

"God, it's so beautiful. She's not flying, it's a demon! My soul and my soul are all taken away by her!"

Countless boys were confused, chasing Murong Xiaoyu on the stage, countless people raised their phones and wanted to take all the pictures.

"I'm going to record, I'll stay until midnight and go to the toilet to watch..."

What's more, it is difficult to say the deepest words in my heart.

But as soon as the words were spoken, he was beaten up by his girlfriend, who finally caught up with him, and punched a packet in his head.

"This girl is amazing! She is professional!"

Even Liu Feifei was shocked, watching Murong Xiaoyu murmured on the stage.

Ye Feng didn't speak, but the shock in his eyes had already explained everything.

He also didn't expect that Murong Xiaoyu, the little female ghost, had such a brilliant hand.

"Students in class four, have you come to the show? If you come, come quickly to change your clothes in the background and get ready to play! If you don't come, announce your abstention and quit this evening show."

At this moment, the hostess suddenly showed her head from behind the stage and said in the direction of the fourth class.

When the words went out, there was obviously a mess of porridge in the fourth shift. Jiang Yuxin and gentle Lan Ling'er hurriedly looked around to find the trace of Ye Feng.

"I'm coming……"

Ye Feng heard the sound and hurriedly waved to the hostess, then pulled Liu Feifei back to the background.

Murong Xiaoyu on the stage also heard the sound, and at the same time dancing, cast a despising gaze to Ye Feng under the stage.

If it was not to suppress Ye Feng, she would not wear such exposed clothes and dance to so many people.

"Who is that woman next to the big baby, how does it look familiar?"

At the same time, Gentle also saw Ye Feng, who was pulling Liu Feifei back to the background, and after seeing Liu Feifei's back, he wondered.

Jiang Yuxin shook his head, and there were also doubts in his eyes.

She also thought that the back was very familiar, like she had seen it before, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

However, Ye Feng did not find her to perform on stage, but instead found an individual woman, which made her feel sour.

The melodious and psychedelic music finally came to an end, Murong Xiaoyu's ribbon was closed and he bowed to the curtain.

"Has the performance of our class started? What did Ye Feng perform?"

At this moment, Tu Qing also hurriedly hurried, hurriedly squeezed into the crowd of the fourth shift, hurriedly.

"The next one is."

Ji Jixiao heard the words and hurriedly shook his head, saying: "The boss wants to perform..."

"Next, please enjoy the Guqin singing and dancing "Difficult to Travel" brought by Ye Feng, the fourth class of Chinese medicine!"

But before he finished speaking, the male host hurried to the stage, holding the show loudly.

Difficult to travel?

Tu Qing heard the sound and frowned into a pimple. What kind of show is this?Poetry recitation?

"Hush... what's the difficult way, I'm still climbing a hill, let's step down... let Murong Xiaoyu dance again!"

"It's difficult to travel, I don't think so, stop acting, get out of office. We have to watch Murong Xiaoyu!"

Not only Tu Qing, but also the boys who were taken away from the soul by a flying dance of Murong Xiaoyu.

"What's wrong with the journey, you who have the ability to play one! I think you are difficult to get on stage!"

Gentle and dissatisfied, he pushed back.

Buzz!

Just as her voice fell, a loud and loud guqin suddenly sounded from the background.

Immediately afterwards, a girl dressed in white costume appeared from the background, holding an ancient sword and dancing melodiously.

One sword after another, as fast as lightning, reveals a fluttering but sad mood.

The appearance of sword dance stopped the hustle and bustle of the audience instantly.

They think they may have made a mistake, and the show may be a bit more interesting, at least the sword dance is good.

Buzz!

When the woman with the sword turned her head, the audience seemed to be dropped a bomb. All the boys brushed up and stood up, staring at the stage intently, opening their mouths as if they could swallow. The next duck egg is the same.

"God, am I blinded, is it really her?"

"It's her! It's her! It's her! Our Fairy Liu Feifei!"

"I'm not dreaming! Liu Feifei actually appeared at our welcome party, dancing to show us!"

"So happy! I am dying!"

At the moment off the field, it was completely mad. Several boys wanted to pounce on the stage. Fortunately, Su Le and Ji Jixiao saw that the situation was not good. They waved their arms and pulled them down.

Tu Qing couldn't help but open her mouth. She also didn't expect that Ye Feng was able to invite Liu Feifei to perform.

It turned out to be her!

Jiang Yuxin was also shocked, and his mood was very complicated. I wondered whether it should be depressed or ecstatic.

After all, she is a loyal fan of Liu Feifei. When Tian Xian appeared, how could she be unhappy.

But Ye Feng invited Liu Feifei, but not her, which made her feel depressed...

"Golden bottles of sake are ten thousand, the jade dish is ashamed

Stopping the cup and throwing the chopsticks can not eat, pull the sword and look around at a loss!"

At this moment, the high-pitched Guqin sound was low in the background, and a desolate and lonely male voice sang slowly.

The moment the sound rang, the entire venue was shrouded in a bleak atmosphere.

Those boys who originally wanted to climb the stage were also infected by this sadness, and their hearts were empty.

What was wronged by him?Why is it so lost?

Jiang Yuxin stared at Ye Feng on the stage, wanting to rush to comfort him.

"If you want to cross the Yellow River and ice the river, you will climb the Taihang Mountains and cover the mountains."

At the same time, Ye Feng on the stage once again sorrowfully sang, and the deep voice seemed to be full of sadness.

Especially when he was singing, his hands were like butterflies, and he walked back and forth on the Guqin.

A string of vicissitudes of piano music roared out, sweeping the entire venue, leaving everyone silent.

There are even some girls who can't help crying, feeling the same.

This is him playing the piano!His piano skills are really so brilliant!

Tu Qing froze, staring at the stage in disbelief.

At this moment she finally found out that Ye Feng was really not bragging if she was on the playground that day.

His piano tone is indeed very touching.

The sound of the piano was roaring, and Liu Feifei on the stage also drew his sword and danced, and the beautiful shadows, such as the elves born from the sword, were sentimental and painful with the loss of the master. They wanted to call back the master's excitement, but there was no way to do it.

"I want to cry... what should I do? Every time I hear him sigh there, I feel so sad..."

"Don't say it, haven't you seen it? I already cried. This show is too distracting."

There were girls whispering under the stage, crystal tears hanging from the corners of their eyes.

They have all learned "Difficult to Travel", but no one can imagine that someone will interpret "Difficult to Travel" to such a thorough level.

Ye Feng, who sighed at Fuqin at the moment, was like the death of a fairy, like Li Bai was born again.

Youyou Qin, like weeping, complaining, low and sad.

Looking around the field, seeing the low faces, Ye Feng's eyes closed, and then opened suddenly.

The moment he opened his eyes, his entire popularity changed greatly, with a wave of five fingers, and a heated Guqin melody resounded through the square.

From the beginning, Xiao Se became like a tiger escaping from the trap and going to inspect the territory...