Chapter 6772： Guzheng lend me a hand

"Let me use your zither first!"

Hearing that Liu Xintong's heart trembled unceasingly. She never thought that Zhang Xiaofan would go over her sister and take the initiative to find a conversation with herself.

For a while, she stayed in the same place and couldn't return to God for a long time.

In this way, after Liu Xintong stayed for a long time, she returned to her senses, quickly got up and gave up the position to Zhang Xiaofan, her face was even ashamed.

In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan just nodded blandly, sitting directly in front of the bonfire, his hands and fingers constantly flicked up and down on each of the strings on the zither, and their different strings were clearly captured by his ears.

In this way, after tens of seconds elapsed, the wonderful zither sound of the zither was spreading among his sudden five fingers.

Liu Xinfeng and Liu Xintong's two sisters were even more open, and their faces were full of curiosity.

Because of this, every melody under Zhang Xiaofan's fingers is very well in place, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, but there is chaos between the fingerings, and it doesn't look like an old immersed zither.

"Can't do it ..."

In retrospect, in the scene where Zhang Xiaofan had one string fluctuated, the two sisters Liu Xintong and Liu Xinfeng were shocked.

Zhang Xiaofan was just auditioning.

Moreover, in a very short period of time, he completely grasped the timbre, melody, and tonality of each string of Guzheng, and immediately played it perfectly to the melody he wanted to play.

"It's not just the real strength of Xiuyuan Xiu."

"Even with musical talent, there is such a powerful memory, this ... it is too incredible, right ?!"

In the whole audience, everyone who saw the doorway was horrified at each other, and they were filled with emotion.

Indeed, this should also be an old saying, people should be damned, and goods should be thrown. This is really a big difference.

"The wind here is sticky, sticking to the miss of passersby."

"Rain tangles here and entangles us in love with the world ..."

When Zhang Xiaofan's singing voice was exhibited, the audience was instantly stunning. Thousands of channels were full of shock, envy, and obsessive eyes all fell on Zhang Xiaofan's body. Sister Liu Xinfeng and Liu Xintong were caught in an instant. Spicy colors are constantly flowing.

"he......"

"He actually can sing ?!"

Looking at the scene that happened in the field, Su Wanqing also swallowed a spit of water, and her cheeky face was full of incredible color.

She suddenly realized why Shen Haoyue, her good girlfriend, was so fond of the young Lang in front of her.

Even, it has reached the point of not thinking about tea and exaggerating rice.

But think about it, how wonderful, so perfect, a strange man, looking at this world, how many people can compare with it? No one can do it!

Bai Susu also had a soft smile on her face. In the first Everest, in the snow and ice, Zhang Xiaofan once sang songs for her in order to dispel the coldness.

Nowadays, times have changed, and after two and a half years, this scene in front of her is so familiar. The indescribable perfect voice makes her unforgettable .....