MM Racing Page 126
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When the entire piece stopped, Fu Hai felt the emptiness of the entire venue.
look around.
Xue Yanxiang, the other woman, collapsed to the ground, her body slumped like a giant, her legs spread wide towards him.
The two female disciples behind her, one in a green robe and the other in a pink robe, lay on the ground, mysterious smiles on their faces, their skirts rippling.
Below the stage, Lady Shehua stood with her arms outstretched, leaning against two maids who should have been supporting her but were also limp, seemingly still savoring something.
Feng Nihong and Cen Qiong supported each other, their bodies weak, but surprisingly they were still able to stand.
Although the lower garment was also noticeably damp.
Cen Yao sat on one side like a duck, covering her face with her hands, sobbing as fluid gushed between her legs.
Needless to say, the female students on both sides were all sprawled out, their beautiful bodies lying in disarray.
The ladies and daughters at the banquet each had their own unique charm and their own ugliness; some exposed their breasts, others lifted their skirts.
Of the more than two hundred women in the room, no one spoke.
It was as if, after that huge wave that swept across the entire venue, only a mess was left behind.
The stench of decadence permeated and lingered, refusing to dissipate, still telling the story of the paradise of desire that had just been created.
Did I go too far?
Fu Hai was a little flustered.
He was terrified that they would all rush up and beat him up.
Ruined!
His reputation is ruined!
If word gets out about what happened today, his lifelong reputation will be ruined.
He seemed to see himself locked in a heavily iron-barred prison, weeping bitterly, confessing honestly: "Brother Constable, you must believe me, I was once a righteous and good young man who upheld the five virtues and four beauties..."
【Ding! 】
[Host has successfully completed "Today, the Azure Sea Must Rise," and has obtained 3 copies of the Magical Music Scripture, plus 1000 points! Congratulations! Congratulations!]
Congratulations on your head!
Fu Hai had no interest in seeing what the new Magical Music Classic the system had given him.
He stood up, walked to the edge of the stage, and looked at the chaos below the stage.
Some had their shirts open, one hand still clasped to their chest, their heads tilted back, still savoring the moment.
He was kneeling on the ground with his legs apart, and the ground was wet.
They are interdependent, each with its own unique charm.
There are sisters of one heart, their four legs intertwined.
The little girls in the audience, who had never experienced such joy before, either sat like ducks or hugged their knees,
She cried softly in the pool, blaming herself for doing something wrong.
Those ladies, who had some experience in the past, had long since become unrestrained and allowed themselves to be slaughtered.
Fu Hai felt a chill run down his spine.
What should I do now?
Is this how you escape, flee Anjun, flee to the ends of the earth, and never come back?
Pairs of eyes, still lingering with a hazy afterglow, looked toward him.
The entire venue remained silent.
At this moment, everyone felt awkward.
The boy was naturally at a loss.
But because of this young man, everyone in the audience reached an incredible and wonderful peak, and even now, the ladies and young ladies who are still unable to suppress their gushing desires wish they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
A corner of the audience.
Lady Langyue covered herself tightly with her hands, her fingers still seeping something through her skirt, which she herself had forgotten when she had lifted it.
She looked at the boy on the stage, who seemed unsure of what to do next, with a resentful gaze.
She, a well-bred and virtuous young lady from a prestigious family, was humiliated like this in public by this young man.
I initially just thought this guy's novels were weird.
I never imagined his approach to the zither was even more bizarre than the novels!
A strange atmosphere lingered both on and off the stage.
More and more ladies and daughters were looking at the bewildered young man.
Shy, resentful, joyful, reproachful, satisfied... all sorts of gazes intertwined, as if weaving a net that tightly trapped him.
"Young Master Fu!" A woman's voice suddenly rang out, startling the young man and everyone else. "May I ask, young master, what is the name of the piece of music you are playing?"
It was Cen Qiong who spoke.
She was practically the only one among the more than two hundred women in the room who was still able to stand.
Although it looks very bad, at least it hasn't collapsed yet.
As for Feng Nihong, who had been supporting her, she also slipped down, her skirt soaked with sweat, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to die.
As the only man on the field, Fu Hai was naturally standing, and standing very firmly.
I didn't realize it when I was playing the piano, but now, standing here, looking around at the audience of ladies, daughters, and young girls in all sorts of poses, I realize it's not.
Her legs involuntarily tightened, and she had to quickly adjust her blue robe to make a certain spot less noticeable.
You really can't blame him.
As a young man full of vigor, if I don't have any reaction when looking at this beautiful scenery below, am I still a man?
Although he tried his best to keep his movements small, the ladies and daughters in the audience all saw it and knew what he was doing.
It was awkward for everyone, both on and off stage!
Some people quietly pulled up their shirts, while others tried to squeeze their legs together.
"This piece is called 'The Song of the Rising Tide on the Blue Sea'!" The boy scratched his head sheepishly. "It's my first time playing it, so please excuse my poor performance."
Azure... Tide...
If people only heard the song title at the beginning, they wouldn't think too much about it.
But now that they've experienced it firsthand, everyone instantly grasped the key words.
Some were extremely shy and blushed, while others were sullen and resentful, unsure whether they should report the matter to the authorities.
The problem is, if I report it to the police, I don't know what to say.
A young man played a tune on stage and made us all feel cool?
There's no way to explain that!
Cen Qiong, relying on the "Ice Crystal Technique" to calm her mind and nourish her spirit, was the only one among them who still had some strength left.
She first slowly moved to Mrs. Zhuohua's side and tried her best to help Mrs. Zhuohua back to her seat: "Madam, please sit down."
"Oh... um."
Lady Shehua was in extremely poor condition. Her robes were undone and her bodice was pulled down. Because she was close to the stage, everything was seen by the young man on stage.
Cen Qiong helped Madam Shehua straighten her clothes.
Looking back at the stage, I saw Fu Hai trying to slip away under everyone's gaze.
She was both angry and amused. Things had already turned out this way; you might be able to run away from the people, but could you really run away from your inn and Little Cangshan Mountain?
"Young Master Fu!" she called out.
Fu Hai's body stiffened, and he slowly turned around.
He was at a loss and decided to escape back home first, hoping that he could sleep it off and wake up to find it was already dawn.
Escaping may be shameful, but it might actually be useful!
"Ladies and sisters!" Cen Qiong composed herself, looked up and around, "Thanks to Young Master Fu's help, Fengwu Pavilion was fortunate to win this round."
"As for how we won, that's irrelevant. As for the last song, well... please don't tell anyone."
Madam Shehua suddenly grabbed her arm: "Yes, yes, don't tell anyone, don't tell anyone at all..."
As the saying goes, life and death are minor matters, but chastity is a major matter.
Especially for someone of her status and position, if this got out, she might as well commit suicide by hitting her head against a wall.
She clung to Cen Qiong like a drowning person grasping at a straw.
Cen Qiong patted Madam Shehua's arm in return.
He continued, "So, the young master Bihai who came to help just now only played a piece of music that none of you have heard before, which helped Fengwu Pavilion win. Please forget about everything else, ladies and sisters."
How could I possibly forget?
The ladies and young women were thinking to themselves.
That scene of over two hundred women getting all excited together is something I'll never forget, right?
Even so, they all understood that they couldn't tell anyone, absolutely couldn't tell anyone.
You can't tell anyone even if you die.
Fu Hai really wanted to say, "Not 'Young Master Bihai,' but 'Master Bihai'..." Oh well, that's not important anymore.
Hearing Cen Qiong say this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I...I won't tell!" she quickly swore.
And so, he began to have a little secret with everyone...