My Ome, she gradually swells

Chapter 32 Tonight, I'm Chosen and Only
It is often said that wine is strong and courageous.

The improvement brought by this golden finger is Wen Yu's sip of strong liquor at the moment.

He has always been afraid of the stage, and the attention of everyone makes him suffocate.This is where he admires and even envies Fu Chengque, she dares to go up and even dance.

In the previous life, this performance went very smoothly.

And in this life, even the piano player is gone... It's hard for Wen Yu to say whether he is responsible for it.But what is certain is that he doesn't want Fu Chengque's dance to be without music, and he doesn't want her efforts to go to waste.

Besides, Fu Chengque begged him for help.

So, master of counterfeit, call for battle!

Wen Yu arrived in front of Chen Xiongguo, and stared blankly at this old man with furrowed brows.

"whats the matter?"

Chen Xiongguo asked in a muffled voice.

Wen Yu pointed to himself, "Teacher, I can play, and I am willing to play."

"You?!" Chen Xiongguo was dumbfounded.

A few students with sharp ears also came up to him in an instant, unbelievable.

"Wen Yu, you can play the piano, is it true?"

"Wen Yu, if you're bragging, you have to watch the occasion. If you go up, you won't come down..."

What he said was reasonable, Chen Xiongguo resisted his pain.

"Are you serious?"

"Teacher, seriously, I can play the piano, so I should be able to withstand it."

Chen Xiongguo suddenly grabbed Wen Yu's shoulders, "Wen Yu, I don't doubt you first. I want you to look up and take a look at the stage below. Do you see it? It's so big and spacious, and you can see every move clearly Chu. Come on, look forward again, those teachers and leaders, have you seen it? They are all watching the performance very seriously, and some of them are professional music teachers; come on, you turn around—" He waved at the crowded students , "See? You go up, thousands of eyes here will stare at you, you can't play the piano, even if you don't play the piano well enough, you may be ridiculed by everyone if you go up, you know? I'm asking you now, you Do you still want to go up?"

After speaking, he stared into Wen Yu's eyes.

Wen Yu looked at the auditorium again, and said solemnly: "Teacher, I know. I still want to go up."

Chen Xiongguo was moved.

Regardless of whether Wen Yu really knows how to play the piano, his courage is commendable.

Chen Xiongguo considered for a long time, gritted his teeth and asked, "I'll ask you one last time, are you sure you can play?"

"I can."

"Can you play it smoothly?"

"Yes, I have an electronic piano. Fu Chengque told me the repertoire, and I played it myself."

"Electronic organ... Hey, wait for me for a while, I'll ask."

Chen Xiongguo got up, walked quickly to the stage, and hid himself on the side of the stage.

After a while, he trotted back again.

"Wen Yu, the teachers agree with you to go. You assure the teacher that you are not messing around."

"Teacher, I assure you, there is no nonsense, I can finish it."

"Hey, let's go. Don't go backstage, it's too late, you go directly from the front and go behind the curtain."

He took another deep look at Wen Yu, straightened Wen Yu's collar, and said quickly: "Wen Yu, play well. No matter what, the teachers don't blame you. If you can't play it, don't move, let the symbol Orange finch jumps by itself."

"Got it, Chen Ban, I'm going."

Behind, several students who were watching the whole process also shouted in a low voice at this time:

"Come on, Wen Yu!"

"If you can't play, run back, we will save you."

Wen Yu smiled, left the fourth class area, and walked down the aisle to the stage.

The curtain is still down, but the host has left.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and some were curious about why the third-year program hadn't appeared for so long.

Wen Yu stooped to enter from the side of the stage, and then went directly from the stage to behind the somewhat dim curtain...

……

Time can no longer wait.

Probably going to dance solo.

Fu Chengque thought to himself.

Even so, she still has to show [-]% seriousness to finish this dance.To be silent is better than sound, to be more attractive than with accompaniment, to catch everyone's attention purely with dance moves, to surprise them, to completely remember the majestic image of Queen Orange Sparrow, must... must...

But, is it really possible?
Without an accompaniment, relying on her to practice for three or four weeks and still have some stiff dance moves, is it really okay?
She looked around, but no one was paying attention to her.

The teacher is still nervously making arrangements.

The piano was moved up early, and Fu Chengque was pushed behind the piano. She wanted to take the first step from here. The music and her steps should have been consistent. How should she take her steps now...

call--

Not afraid.

I'm not afraid.

Who am I?A super heroine with golden fingers, a rising empress!

Tonight, I am the chosen one and the only one!

Solo dance, can win!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

"Oh, come here, come here. Sit here, and when the curtain rises, it's all up to you."

"You guys have to make eye contact and keep the rhythm."

"Back, back, back, all out!"

Fu Chengque saw a boy in school uniform being pushed in front of him.

When the face changed from blurred to clear, from the darkness to the front, she felt that the world suddenly had a beam of light, suppressing all the wind and waves.

Wen Yu.

he came.

I knew he lied to me, I knew he could play the piano, I knew he could read my messages, I knew—

He will come to my aid!
……

The curtain is rising.

Wen Yu looked at Fu Chengque, the girl's eyes were full of excitement.

He opened his mouth and said with mouth shape: I am coming
Fu Chengque nodded straightly.

He signaled with his eyes that the curtain was rising, and then pointed to his own black and white keys.Fu Chengque understood and settled down to wait for the performance.

The [Fake Master] had already been turned on before going on stage, raising the [Piano] to the level of a master, and more than ten minutes was enough to finish playing this piece of music.

The extraordinary power that Wen Yu had felt the last time he was painting was already familiar. When he slid his fingertips on the keys, it seemed as if he was integrated with the piano, and he even complained in his heart: This piano is not very good.

The curtain was completely raised. Although the people in the audience were curious about how a person in school uniform got up and sat in front of the piano, they held their breath and did not disturb.

The dance song "My heart will go on" Wen Yu listened to it in the audience in his previous life. I remember it very clearly. I also practiced it myself. Let's start.

Wen Yu looked up and exchanged a glance with Fu Chengque.

The girl smiled slightly.

Without any hindrance in his heart, Wen Yu raised his hand and gently brushed over the keys, and the melodious notes poured out from his fingertips.And Fu Chengque had been waiting for this moment for a long time, stepped on the beat and lifted the skirt, danced lightly, and spun to the center of the stage like a butterfly.

The fit is perfect.

"every night in my dream...see you...feel you..."

Wen Yu chanted the lyrics silently in his heart, and raised his eyes from behind the piano to look at Fu Chengque. She was wearing a water-blue dance skirt, stretched out, and slowly overlapped with the scene she saw off the stage in her previous life.

In his previous life, he was in the audience, looking up at Fu Chengque, but today, he is accompanying her.

Under the skill of the master, he has become more comfortable. For the jerky part of the girl, he also slightly changed it based on his understanding of music, making it more suitable for the jumping Fu Chengque on the stage.He even played two bars of cadenza as he wished, to entertain Fu Chengque.

The melodious timbre of the piano hovered looming over the auditorium.

Fu Chengque seemed to have sensed it, and her dance steps became more and more confident, with a flowing skirt, showing off her graceful dancing posture to the fullest, intoxicated by the music.

A dance and a song complement each other.

　I'm so soiled, so soiled... I've been soiled by myself until the vegetables are here...

　　After checking, I found that there was some confusion in the time before, and my mind was confused.

　　Correct as much as possible, sorry...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)