Especially seeing Qin Mo's familiar face and concerned eyes, Feng Xingying simply closed his eyes and slammed the piano against the hard stone slab.

The piano shattered, the strings broke, and the last heavy note was completed.

Like a cracked silk, like a war drum, but it is more like the last struggle of a desperate.

Her last sound, which did not make a sound, completed the tune.

"Knock"

Another muffled sound after the piano broke was the sound of Feng Xingying's body falling to the ground.

Quiescence.

Deathly silence.

The shock of the last sound made everyone really feel the artistic conception in the song.

Feng Xingying used the most decisive way to interpret the most pathetic tune.

In terms of the smoothness and difficulty of this tune, it is much worse than the previous round, but in terms of direct touching, she deserves it.

After that, there was overwhelming applause, which only belonged to the applause of Feng Xingying.

The applause had drowned out the sound of the mechanical judgment system.

In the second game, Ye Lanyu won. Qin Ying challenged one win and one loss, and after resting and preparing for a quarter of an hour, he played the third game.

Taking advantage of the temporary barrier lifting, Qin Mo hurriedly rushed to the stage, took Feng Xingying's body into his arms, and called out distressedly: "Xiaoying, let's go home." ”

Feng Xingying was still somewhat conscious, and he was not completely unconscious, but his whole body was in pain like falling apart.

She rubbed her ears and took out two noiseproof plugs from her two ears before she asked Qin Mo pitifully, "Brother Mo, what did you say?"

"I said, next game to throw in the towel, let's go home. ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you. A smile bloomed on Feng Xingying's face, and the word "go home" made her feel good.

She's really tired, and it's time for a good night's sleep.

Even if there are those two groups of sound insulation effects that can be called anti-heaven sound plugs, but Ye Lanyu's spiritual sound attack is an impact on the spiritual level, if it weren't for the blood of the gods in the star shadow and the forced protection of the divine power in the final stage, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago.

Fortunately, the death in this virtual world will actually die, and their bodies will be protected, but their spirits will be hurt a little.

Just like Feng Xingying now, she happily admits defeat and neatly leaves the virtual world to return to the classroom, her body is overwhelmed, although she will not bleed like in the virtual world, but she is also weakly leaning on the chair, and she doesn't even have the strength to walk.

Qin Mo shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand to pick up Feng Xingying, and dropped a sentence of explanation: "Leave this class to Mr. Lan Yu." ”

Ye Lanyu couldn't stand those strange eyes in the online world, and hurriedly returned to reality and saw such a scene.

Originally, she was the most jealous of Feng Xingying, because Feng Xingying could get Qin Mo's love, and the tacit understanding between Qin Mo and Feng Xingying could be understood by anyone with a discerning eye. What's more, Feng Xingying said that she was Qin Mo's wife, but Qin Mo did not deny it.

These interactions made Ye Lanyu go crazy with jealousy.

But today, everything is a little different again, how can this Qin Mo be so ambiguous with a little boy? What is going on with him?

Ye Lanyu lost to Feng Xingying, a beautiful vixen who was good at seducing men, and she recognized it. But being robbed of a man you like by a boy, what is this called?

Especially the battle of the qin that Qin Ying left for Ye Lanyu was even more challenging.

As a result of the challenge, Qin Ying won the first game, Ye Lanyu won the second game, and Qin Ying admitted defeat in the third game.

In other words, Ye Lanyu won and was able to continue to maintain her qualifications as a prefecture-level violinist.