Rebirth of the National Male God

"Pfft." Si Huang laughed, "Hahaha."

Zhuang Jin was stunned, and then heard Si Huang ask with a smile, "Do you want to discover my shining point?"

I didn't expect her to say it out so bluntly, Zhuang Jin didn't panic, "That's right."

Sihuang shook his head, "You can't do it."

It was not the first time that Zhuang Jin was rejected. Every time he went to conquer fresh prey, he was prepared and patient to be rejected. It's just that Si Huang said without hesitation that he couldn't do it this time, and a burst of anger ignited in his heart. Because this young man can indeed make different reactions from his own expectations time and time again, detaching himself from his control, and arousing his interest more and more.

"Why?" he asked.

"Because of me..." Si Huang raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes narrowed into cat arcs, "It's so radiant."

Zhuang Jin would laugh out loud when he said this from someone else's mouth. However, when he looked at the person who was laughing recklessly, her eyes flashed with arrogant evil, and under the dim lights, the beautiful smile was indeed radiant and arrogant. No one can ignore her, or even refute her words.

She is so good at showing off her beauty! Because he knows how perfect he is, not only does he not restrain himself, but he also hits people's eyes and minds with a raging fire.

Zhuang Jin, who was absent-minded for two seconds, looked away, deliberately didn't buy her order, and said indifferently, "You are so humorous."

Si Huang was even more indifferent.

This is when the concert officially begins.

The stage changes from lights to a dreamy background of the starry sky.

A woman in a long white dress came out from the backstage. She had light makeup on her face, her eyebrows were as delicate as pearls, and her black buttocks hair was soft and straight.

Facing the audience in the Grand Theater, she bowed first, then walked to the piano and sat down.

A special light fell on her body, printing the color of the sea of ​​​​stars on her long white dress. At first glance, she seemed to be sitting in the starry sky, elegant and charming.

Beautiful fingers belonging to the pianist fall on the black and white keys.

When the first sound appeared, Si Huang knew which tune she was playing.

"Starry Sky" is known as one of the ten most difficult piano pieces in the world.

If the five senses and physical fitness were not strengthened, Si Huang could not guarantee that he could play. But Fan Baolu played it easily, as perfect as a textbook.

The level is fast and slow, and the weight is orderly. If there is a measuring ruler, each of her playing will be absolutely without deviation.

Sihuang placed his palm on his chin, and Grandma Yu and Zhuang Jin's evaluation of Fan Baolu appeared in his mind.

Her perfection and flaws in the music industry have been known to the world, and if she can't break through herself, she will never be able to go further.

"Little Huang." At some point, Zhuang Jin approached Si Huang.

Sihuang raised his head.

The other party bent over and put his hands on the armrests of the sofa, Gao Jian's figure shrouded Si Huang in the shadows.

"With your sense of music, you won't be able to hear the boringness of this perfect playing." Zhuang Jin's eyes are like a net, not giving the prey a chance to escape, "Want to try a different experience? You are still young and can do countless things. No one can restrain you. You are very smart, you must know what I mean, artists are bold and not afraid of secular ethics, only in this way will they produce shocking works.”

Si Huang did not speak, but his pupils turned into a mysterious and clear dark green.

Zhuang Jin watched in fascination, and stretched out his hand to approach her cheek, "Do you dare? Little guy. If you're afraid, just push me away."

It is indeed very effective to deal with minors with the aggressive method.

Sihuang raised the corners of his mouth.

There was a hint of joy in Zhuang Ji's eyes.

This is the time.

Si Huang's hand was raised quickly, targeting Zhuang Jin's neck.

boom--

The lights in the Grand Theater suddenly went out and plunged into darkness.

After a short silence, there were countless screams and roars of men and women.

Si Huang thought for a while, his hand was pulled by someone, and goose bumps appeared instantly, so disgusting that he wanted to throw it away immediately.

She did, and Zhuang Jin's caring and steady voice sounded: "Don't be afraid, I'm here... uh!" Si Huang gave him a fierce kick.

The crackling collision and the sound of objects falling to the ground, Zhuang Jin's painful inhalation and panting were also clear, "Sihuang!" His voice was full of anger.

Si Huang was still thinking about what was going on in this sudden situation, and whether he should deal with Zhuang Jin as planned before, he was too lazy to not respond to him.

"Boom-"

Two more loud bangs.

Si Huang's eyes darkened, this was the sound of gunshots.

The lights in the Grand Theater suddenly resumed, from darkness to light in an instant, Si Huang narrowed his eyes in discomfort, but did not close them. It was precisely because of this that she happened to see Zhuang Jin's smile, and a flash of inspiration rushed into her mind.

Why is Zhuang Jin laughing? He doesn't seem to be afraid at all, which is not normal!

Si Huang's mind turned, seeing Zhuang Jin's eyelids trembling about to open, he also closed his eyes and opened them, pretending to try to adapt to the change of light.

The two looked at each other, Si Huang didn't speak, Zhuang Jin moved his lips, and then sighed helplessly, not blaming Si Huang for kicking himself. He stood up uncomfortably and stood by the window to see the situation below.

A crowd dressed as terrorists, armed with guns, drove both men and women in the theater to the stage.

"You're all going to die! I'm..." A fat middle-aged man in a suit stood up and shouted.

boom--

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Murdered—!"

"Help! I'm innocent, let me go!"

"Shut up those who don't want to die!" The masked man who shot the gun shouted roughly.

All of them looked like ducks strangled by their necks, swallowing all the sounds in an instant.

"That's right, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't kill you all." The masked man's evil eyes swept over a group of panicked men and women, "Look, you who are usually so high above, how are you now with a group of poor little boys? Squatting on the ground and shivering like a dog?"