Book 5 Chapter – 17
Of course, it was a great skill. To be able to play gold to this extent…
I was telling you that it was not an ordinary skill. There’s a panel of judges up there.
Red Rando Ryu-yeon can play this great and beautiful song right now.
Aren’t you appalled by the fact that there is! Pinch your cheek hard.
And…
But that’s not why she was surprised. This is the song.
The day she was deprived of her first kiss, she played at Unhyangjeong.
Because it was that song.
« Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Wi Jicheon was biting his lips bloody. I lost my mind.
Before I knew it, Ryu-Yeon’s performance gave me a lot of experience.
I’ve been ripping it off. Ryu-Yeon’s pitch is instantly alive in his mind.
It has dug into a long loophole.
Before I knew it, my whole body was affected by Ryu-yeon’s pitch.
I was going—my head was dizzy and I was confused. My heart is racing like crazy.
It was pulsating. It was exciting not to burst right away. The hand holding the sword.
I’m trembling. Livelihoods soared as if they were penetrating the sky.
But I couldn’t move my feet. I couldn’t even swing the sword. a bar on Bar
It didn’t fall off the dock and the shoulders didn’t move as if they were stones. Atmosphere
Listening to Ryu-Yeon’s gold, the nightmare of that day is in front of my eyes.
It seemed to come to life. The shame of the day, the shame of the day!
The approaching man, the lips he encounters, the girl who doesn’t resist, infinite jealousy.
Shim exploded in his mind and raced all over his body. Eye Fit
My feet are full. His eyes began to glow red. But still, the body…
I couldn’t move like I was caught in a net.
« Great! You’ve been doing all the dirty work on your own.
I can’t believe he had power. »
It was Hong Lan’s assessment of Ryu-yeon’s performance. Don’t let her be puzzled, either.
It was cold.
« Yes, very good performance! »
Moon Diary also responded to Hong-ran’s admiration. Now he’s been…
It’s hard to think it’s Ryu-Yeon who’s been burning the red carpet.
It was.
« No! What I’m saying is great is his performance, his opponent’s gap.
The fact that you’re digging right into something and starting to affect the spirit…
Hey, look! »
The tip of the red-hot slender island corn pointed to Wi Jicheon.
« I’m not asking you to see my fingers, I’m Wi Jicheon! »
The door diary was staring frantically at the tip of her finger, and her face turned red.
The red herring was a loud cry.
