Chapter 1239 Happy Land

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Cang Songlin's face was so gloomy that water was about to drip.

Of course he knew what the judge was trying to say.

He, Cangsong Rin, was honored as the existence of Zheshui Leshen, but he only touched the threshold of the [Happy Land] at the age of fifty.

But this little girl who was looked down by Cangsong Rin in front of her was able to play music at a young age. Isn't this a slap in the face of Cangsong Rin?

If this matter is to be spread out, how can Cangsong Rin get mixed up in the ancient music world?

As for Song Shu and Zhou Ruo, confusion has begun to appear on their faces.

The opponent has even mastered the joy, do they really have a chance of winning?

For the first time, the two began to shake their own strength.

Needless to say, the other three contestants looked at Yao Ling with hellish eyes.

This kind of feeling is like a kindergarten tug-of-war, and an Olympic champion suddenly sneaks in on the opposite side.

Don't bring such bullying!

How about making people compare?

On the stage, Ye Hong looked at Yao Ling's back, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Of course he knew about the joyland.

The reason why Yao Ling was allowed to play solo today was the idea of ​​opening Yao Ling's music scene.

Yao Ling is talented and intelligent, and has extraordinary potential for ancient musical instruments, especially the guqin.

Ye Hong couldn't bear this kind of waste of talent, and tried his best to force out Yao Ling's potential.

This "Winter" is also made for this purpose.

The results, however, seem to be quite satisfactory.

"Ding! Create your own ancient music, +1 for music creation ability, +1 for music ability!"

"Ding! Help others to break through the realm of happiness, and the ability to teach is +1!"

At the end of the song, the cold wind stopped.

The audience who were immersed in the chill shuddered and woke up one after another.

As the music of the piano stopped, the hot and dry weather hit everyone's hearts again.

"Ah! It's hot!"

"Why stop?"

The audience was immediately dissatisfied: "Keep playing!"

"Keep playing!"

"Keep playing!"

There were only a few voices at the beginning, and then the voices became more and more louder and louder, gradually converging into a wave of sound, one wave overwhelmed the other, and finally it was as shocking as a mountain.

Yao Ling was looking at Ye Hong gratefully because of the joy of breaking through the realm, but she was startled by the sound and couldn't help but cast her eyes towards Ye Hong for help.

"Brother Hong, what should I do?"

Ye Hong smiled sarcastically: "Don't pay attention to them, it's already a great honor for them to hear a song by Xiaoling, there's no need to get used to them."

"Well, listen to Brother Hong!"

Yao Ling said happily.

She can be said to be obedient to Ye Hong now.

Not only because of the wonderful relationship between Ye Hong and the Yao family, but also because Ye Hong helped her break through the realm of happiness today.

She was born into a family of ancient music, and of course she knew how difficult it was to be born into a happy world.

According to records, since the Yao family's thousands of years of history, no more than ten people have been born in the happy realm, which shows the difficulty of this matter.

Now Yao Ling finds out that she has made a breakthrough because of one of Ye Hong's songs, how can she not be full of admiration?

Even the host of the contest took a long time to react.

He glanced at Duanmu Chengya on the stage, and after seeing Duanmu Chengya nodding, he raised his voice and roared in the loudest voice of the day: "Now—start the judges' scoring session—"

The five judges looked at each other, bowed their heads and began to rate the five finalists.

They were all confused.

If there is no such thing as Happy Land, they will not hesitate to give the highest score to the Yitian Tulong combination.

But now they are in trouble.