dandy prince

Shu Jun followed the gazes of the crowd and found that the standing student looked rather weak, with one eye covered by his flowing bangs, the only exposed eye was swollen but shone with a hint of brilliance.

"It's Yao Chen!"

There was a low-key discussion among the students. This Yao Chen is considered an outlier in the second class, because he is very low-key and doesn't talk to everyone at all. I didn't expect him to stand out for everyone. For a while, most of the students were angry with him. Good impression.

"Oh, here comes another murderer! What do you want to compare with me?" The corner of Shu Jun's mouth twitched, his eyes were wild and arrogant, he planned to be domineering to the end.

"I'm playing an instrument with you!"

"it is good!"

"Then let's go to the school's music room!" The frail boy turned around and walked out of the classroom. Shu Junshi hurriedly followed, and the rest of the students naturally followed.

The students in class two of senior three walked out of the classroom collectively, which attracted the attention of many students in the next class, but they all knew that the students in this class were all noble young masters, so why not skip class collectively?

In the music room in the morning, there were only a few music students practicing in it. They were startled when they saw a large crowd rushing in.

Yao Chen stretched out his fingers and gently moved the hair that covered his eyes. This simple action made most girls stare straight and shout how handsome.

"We each choose a musical instrument to perform! How about letting all the students judge?" Yao Chen's voice was very soft, but there was a strong sense of confidence in his tone.

"Okay! I have no objection!" Shu Jun replied with a smile.

"I choose the piano!"

Yao Chen's eyes fell on the only Steinway piano in the music room. The next moment, he walked over, lifted the cover gently, and slid ten fingers across the keys. Suddenly, a string of melodious notes sounded, which immediately attracted two people. A round of applause from the students in the class.

Among the students, Xiang Nan couldn't help worrying about Shu Jun. Others didn't know Yao Chen's details, but she knew that Yao Chen was very low-key in class, but his piano skills were definitely the best in the school. It could be said that he could surpass him in Tianhai. There are not many. Last year, Tianhai Gymnasium held a piano concert. The protagonist was the famous Italian pianist Xie Lisi. In the concert, Yao Chen played a piece as Xie Lisi's disciple, which was touching The melody amazed all the piano masters present.

"It's your turn!"

Yao Chen looked at Shu Jun with provocative eyes.

Shu Jun wandered around in the music room, thinking to himself, "What should I choose?"

Suddenly, he stopped in front of a guzheng and said loudly, "I'll just choose this one?"

"He chooses Guzheng?"

Everyone is a little surprised. In this era, everyone learns piano, guitar and drums, etc., but few people learn traditional musical instruments.

"Will you come first or me first!"

An imperceptible smile flashed across the corner of Yao Chen's mouth. If Shu Jun chose other musical instruments, he would be a little worried, but he would be relieved if Shu Jun chose the guzheng, because he knew that it would not take a year or two to play the guzheng well.

"You go first, I'm afraid I play too well! If you play again, they won't be able to listen to it anymore!" Shu Jun said sharply. His arrogance not only angered everyone, even Yao Chen, who had always been relatively calm, was also angry. up.

"Okay, I'll come first!"

"Come on, Yao Chen! Come on, Yao Chen!" The students in Class Two shouted in unison.

Yao Chen turned around and smiled at everyone, then sat down in front of the piano, and said softly, "A song "Dream Wedding" is dedicated to everyone!"

"Dream Wedding" is played by French pianist Richard. It can be said to be a very popular piano piece. Anyone who knows a little about the piano knows this piece.

Yao Chen was focused, ten slender fingers slid across the black and white keys, and strings of pleasant and melodious notes jumped out from his fingertips.

Several students who were studying music were very surprised when they heard it. The music teacher in the school also played this piece, but it was a bit worse than Yao Chenlai. I didn't expect there to be such a good person in school. ?

Soon, everyone was immersed in Yao Chen's performance, Shu Jun also nodded slightly, Yao Chen's piano is indeed very good, it can already be regarded as a quasi-master level, as long as he makes a little breakthrough, he can become a piano master.

After the song ended, Yao Chen stood up slowly. The next moment, there was a burst of thunderous applause. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he looked at Shu Jun, as if saying it's your turn!

"Haha, Yao Chen has given us so much face! That arrogant freshman is doomed!" Some students shouted happily.

"Yes! Let him apologize to us in front of the whole school, and kneel down and call himself trash!"

………………

Listening to those unfriendly comments, Shu Jun walked to the guzheng in a few steps, and twitched a string with his index finger.

"Zheng!"

There was a sound like a clash of metal and iron, and the cold sound of the piano filled the entire music room, and all the sounds disappeared involuntarily the next moment.

Shu Jun's proud eyes swept over the crowd, and finally landed on Yao Chen, "Listen up, what is the real piano sound!"

"Clang-clang-clang!"

Shu Jun's fingers hooked the strings as fast as lightning, and the next moment, everyone felt a sense of suffocation, as if rows of sharp knives were slashing towards them.

Before they could react, an extremely rapid sound of the piano erupted, like a rainstorm, like a hurricane, the dense and loud sound of the piano filled the entire music room, hitting everyone's hearts directly. On the battlefield of life and death, there are galloping horses passing by from time to time, as well as flickering lights of knives.

"Zheng--Zheng-Zheng!" The sound of the piano continued, but everyone closed their eyes at the same time, their faces were pale, and even some timid students involuntarily sweated, their bodies They kept trembling even more, they wanted to dodge and escape from here, but the cold sound of the piano seemed to have magical powers, and they were frozen in place and unable to move.

"Zheng!"

An extremely high-pitched syllable sounded, the sound of the piano stopped, and the battlefield disappeared. When everyone opened their eyes, they found that they were intact and had not been chopped up by knives.

"How do you feel about my song "Golden Ge Iron Horse"?" Shu Jun's proud voice sounded.

"I lost!"

Yao Chen's face was pale. He was originally a music student. Shu Jun's performance has surpassed the level of a master. He was able to make everyone feel as if he was in the middle of the scene through the sound of the piano. This kind of superb performance skills may not be able to be achieved by his teacher.

There was no applause or cheers, but all the students lowered their heads.

"Who else? Who dares to challenge me!" Shu Jun's disdainful voice stimulated everyone's haughty hearts.

"I, I'm coming!"

A tall girl stood up.

"Oh, what do you want to challenge?"

"I want to draw with you!"

"it is good!"

So, a group of people rushed to the painting and calligraphy studio.

"Ladies first! You go first!"

"it is good!"

The girl picked up a picture frame, and then picked up a pencil to start sketching. Her speed was very fast. In just 3 minutes, a lifelike sketch portrait appeared on the paper.

The portrait drawn by the girl is one of the students in the second class. From time to time, everyone compares the real person with the portrait with their eyes, and finally comes to the conclusion that it is too similar.

But they didn't dare to applaud!Yao Chen played so well, but he still lost in the end. If he applauds now, if he loses, then wouldn't it be a big embarrassment!

"It's me!"

Shu Jun walked to a table as he spoke, unfolded a piece of rice paper, glanced across the calligraphy and painting room, and finally locked on a plastic basin, which should be used for students to wash their hands after finishing calligraphy and painting.

Shu Jun took the plastic basin to the table, poured a large bottle of ink into it, and grabbed a brush that was as thick as a baby's arm from the pen stand.

"What is he doing?" All the students stared at Shu Jun intently.

"boom!"

Shu Jun's palm suddenly slapped on the table. Immediately, the plastic basin flew up out of thin air, and the ink inside also flew out naturally.

At this moment, Shu Jun moved. He quickly handed over the writing brush in his left hand to his right hand. With a flick of his wrist, the tip of the writing brush suddenly exploded.

Then a phantom appeared in everyone's eyes, but it was Shu Jun flying the brush rapidly.

"Haha, is he performing acrobatics or painting!"

"drink!"

Shu Jun suddenly let out a soft drink, and then he rose up into the air, and then his whole body spun up like a top. At the moment when his body was about to touch the roof, his body fell quickly and slowly. During the process, ink was continuously thrown from the brush and splashed onto the rice paper.

"Go up!"

Seeing that the plastic basin was about to fall, Shu Jun's right foot made a hook shape, and with a whoosh sound, the plastic basin flew up again, and rotated regularly, and the ink inside also flew out.

Shu Jun stepped on the rice paper with both feet, and his body flew into the air again, and he slapped the plastic basin with his right hand, and the plastic basin flew out, but he turned somersault into the posture of head down and feet up.

"Swipe, swipe, swipe!"

The next moment, he quickly waved it on the rice paper in this gesture.

After about five seconds, Shu Jun flipped it over easily, and landed on the ground. With a casual throw, the brush in his hand landed on the pen stand. "Okay, my painting is finished!"

Shu Jun's painting movements are simply dazzling, but I don't know what the painting will look like in this state?

So, everyone flocked to it, but they were stunned when they saw the paintings on the rice paper. It wasn't that Shu Jun's paintings were too good, but that they were too bad, it was a mess.

"Haha, what are you painting? Is this also called painting?" a student shouted disdainfully.

"That's right! If this is considered a painting! I can draw a few with my eyes closed!" Another student also slammed Shu Jun's work loudly.

"Boy, you lost, now you kneel down and kowtow! Apologize to us, and declare to the whole school that it is rubbish!"

Seeing people criticizing Shu Jun constantly, Xiang Nan couldn't help feeling anxious, but Shu Jun's paintings are too bad, she can't even say a good word to him.

"You guys are too happy!" Shu Jun smiled disdainfully. He suddenly grabbed the painting and flicked his wrist. The next moment, everyone was stunned, staring at the painting.

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