Princess Selection (2)

  Xia Moli held the registration form, couldn't help but feel depressed and sighed. Why did she have to be the first one to go on stage? She took a glance at it and found that Xia Moli and others were not on it. Indeed, participating in the selection was a bit boring. However, there were quite a few participants. Accidentally saw Xia Moyun and Yin Xiamo's ranking, couldn't help but frown, bad premonition.

  Look up, gaze at the sky, a vast expanse of clear blue, not a speck of impurity in sight. Oh well, let it go, I don't want to bother with it anymore. What's meant to come will come anyway. It's almost my turn now.

  Before long, the host was calling her name, and she flashed a confident smile, glancing at the other contestants with a hint of disdain. Indeed, how could they compare to her?

  Slowly walking onto the stage, her long, light purple hair fluttered in the wind and fell around her slender waist. She wore a palace-style cheongsam with a classic feel, with delicate cherry blossom petals embroidered on the hem of her skirt. Her clothes wrapped around her slender and delicate body, and she had a small crown on her head, looking like a princess - noble and elegant. The light purple crystal shoes made her look even more beautiful. She had a classic girl-next-door face, long legs, fair skin, lips as red as roses, a small and delicate nose, and elfin ears that were elegant and pleasing to the eye. Today's Xia Moli was especially beautiful.

  Gazing at the astonished eyes of the crowd, she smiled slightly, sat down, and gently stroked the body of the guqin with her fingertips. She took a deep breath, and her jade-like fingers began to dance on the ancient zither, playing very smoothly. Accompanied by the guqin, a melodious yet somewhat melancholic singing voice slowly flowed out, opening with:

  If you don't abandon me, I won't leave. Flowers bloom and wither without a care, drunk in life and death in the red dust, dreams rise and fall without a trace.

  Autumn comes and goes with a cold intent, love comes and goes leaving emptiness, sighing at fate, sighing at fortune, sighing at the fleeting wind, don't permit, don't search, don't meet again. Please, sir, speak of dreams lightly.

  Speak of dreams lightly, only wishing that Nanke had lived in vain.

  Note: Nanke is a reference to a mythical land of eternal spring and beauty, often used as a metaphor for an unattainable or elusive goal.

  The flowing water has no intention, the fallen flowers wet my clothes. Since ancient times, many kings have had cruel policies, just to win the smiles of beautiful women; since ancient times, many beauties have had short lives, just to stir the hearts of kings. It's all like this, let's share a song together.

  Don't be sad, let's share a song together.

  Long and elegant fingers gently stroked the strings, evoking layers of rippling musical tones. The sound of the piano was as clear as flowing water, melodious and gentle... like a refreshing breeze on a summer night's lake surface... inviting the heart to relax and refresh... The voice was sonorous and pleasant, like the heavenly music.

  Everyone was infatuated with her, smiling slightly. The guqin was actually her forte, but she was a piano idiot.

  The music ended, he slowly stood up, bowed and left the stage.

  Xia Mei Yun rushed towards Xia Mei Li with a smile on her face: "Second sister, I didn't know you could play the guqin! Last time I saw you playing the piano, it scared me to death. I thought you were tone deaf, but it turns out you just can't play the piano!"

  Yin Xue's eyes were full of surprise and admiration, nodding in approval.

  Xia Moli smiled faintly and opened her mouth: "It's not that I'm kind, when you were born, I saw that you were an idiot in every aspect, so I reluctantly gave up my talent for the piano to you." What she said was true, she was a piano idiot, while Xia Moyin was a piano genius.

  Xia Mo Yun heard the sound, pouting with a small mouth, pointing and shouting: "How can that be! It's obviously your own fault, yet you're blaming me. How can you be so unreasonable?!

  Xia Mo Li smiled and said elegantly, "Then you still often blame me and my sister for taking your intelligence." She shrugged her shoulders, looking slightly innocent.

  Yin Xi saw him, smiled, and didn't speak, as if hiding something.

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  This article was written by Matcha, where a pair of sentences were used in tandem.