Good luck of rebirth

Chapter 480 Music Competition (2)
This should be considered very difficult, Jin Hao frowned, like other contestants, he was a little worried.

However, Master Bo didn't care whether everyone's faces were ugly or not. After finishing speaking, he asked the book boy to light the sandalwood in the incense burner on the low table in front of him, and said loudly: "The music competition...begins!"

Before all his first characters were pronounced, the students in the field began to start their hands almost at the same time. Jin Hao also hurriedly took out the wolf brush, slid it with his index finger a few times, and stained the ink that had been prepared on the long table. Wrote on rice paper.

At the beginning, although everyone's expressions were a little nervous, it was still good, but the more they wrote, the slower everyone's speed, and many people became more dissatisfied the more they watched, so they simply huddled together and continued to write. After a few people finished writing , began to compose the music, shook his head and didn't say anything, what's more, he actually sang a cappella in a low voice. For a while, the scene was extremely interesting and full of various expressions.

Everyone was a little funny when they saw it, but everyone in the field had an obsessed look on their faces. Outsiders couldn't understand it at all. They didn't have the feeling of being in the scene. To say they couldn't understand the weird atmosphere was just as cold as brocade. Well, totally indulging in that obsession as well, suffered a bit.

Standing outside the arena, Zhu Danfeng looked at those students who were shaking their heads, or pretending to be playing the qixuanqin, and laughed loudly. Pointing at these students who were completely obsessed, she said to Wu Tingfang: "It's interesting, it's really interesting..."

Wu Tingfang saw that many people's eyes were on the two of them, her cheeks were slightly red, and she stretched out her hand to tug on Zhu Danfeng's clothes: "Be careful, don't forget, a student from the Imperial College is here today, don't blame me afterwards Didn't remind you."

The three characters of Guozijian, as if possessed of magic, immediately stopped Zhu Danfeng's voice, as if the string had been cut off suddenly, but made Wu Tingfang cover his lips and chuckled.

It's a pity that Wu Tingfang's reminder didn't matter how long it took, and Zhu Danfeng quickly recovered her cheerful nature, pointing at the students in the field, laughing loudly without shy away.

"Look, look, why is that person so funny, shaking her head and tail, she thought she was doing something, studying with the old master? She can't play the piano, but she even participated in the music competition, haha...it's really fun gone."

It was just discussed here, and I published my own high-level discussion, and then I started talking again there.

"Ting Fang, look, look quickly, that person has already torn up No. 20 eight sheets of paper, and if I tear it up like this, I'm worried, I'm afraid she has excellent words, but she has no paper to write on." I dare to say that this Miss Zhu, who has nothing to do, actually counts how many pieces of blank paper have been torn off.

Zhu Danfeng yelled and yelled as if there was no one else around, which attracted other people's secret glances, but everyone didn't think she was contemptuous, they only thought she was naive, but Wu Tingfang wanted to punch this nervous "beauty pig" unconscious, so as to save time It's so embarrassing.

She put her hand on her waist, pinched it, and threatened: "Be careful."

The pain caused Zhu Danfeng's laughter to stagnate, and then stopped laughing immediately, clutching his waist, and gave Wu Tingfang a hard look, still refusing to admit defeat: "Where did I not pay attention, I am You are encouraging Jinhao, you know?"

Wu Tingfang rolled her eyes: "Are you bragging, or making trouble?"

Zhu Danfeng calmed down in an instant, and no longer pretended to be a lunatic to scare people, but stared at the field, watching the lively scene.

When the incense burned to seven minutes, Jin Hao had finished writing lyrics and composing music. He stood up, rang the bell, bent down to pick up the lyre under the long case, and gently plucked the strings with bare hands, a clear and smooth sound flowed out. Out, lightly picked and retwisted, like flowing water piercing the clouds, jade beads falling into the plate, opening lips to sing: "Yang Huafei, Liu Huafei, soft fluff and light silk are blown, who is Qingchou? Deep frown, shallow frown, endure Looking at the tears in front of the dowry, when will Tanlang return?"

The beautiful and moving piano sound chased the graceful and unparalleled singing voice. Everyone held their breath and listened quietly: This song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it in the world.

Just when the sound of the piano and the singing were about to merge into one, there was a sudden "bounce", and the strings broke.

Everyone was caught off guard and couldn't help but sigh.

The lyrics and music have not yet reached the subtle point, but the strings of the piano are broken. It seems that Miss Mo Wu is out of luck today.

Everyone felt sorry for Jin. Although they hadn't heard Jin Hao's full lyrics, but not only the artistic conception, melody, or content, Miss Mo Wu was definitely top-notch. If she could finish the song completely, she might not be able to win the first prize.

It's just a pity, the lyre is a lyre, and if one of the strings is broken, the lyre is useless and cannot play a complete tune, and at the time of Yibi, it is never allowed to borrow other people's instruments.

Everyone felt that Jin Hao's luck seemed to be downright bad today. You must know that the broken strings of the lyre had never happened in the history of Dexin Women's College.

Only Jin Hao knew that someone had tampered with her lyre, and it seemed that someone had put anesthesia on the strings, which made her unable to control the strength in her hand.

But the onlookers, the ones with superb piano skills among the judges, feel like a mirror in their hearts. With Mo Jinhao's recent piano skills, there should never be a phenomenon of broken strings. The strings of the lyre will be broken, which is definitely man-made reason.

For a while, whispering, even the students in the field stopped their movements and looked at the girl with a calm face.

Jin Hanlin's eyes fell on the quiet back of the girl, his eyes were dark, he stood up suddenly, and walked to the master: "My lord, Miss Mo Wu is my cousin, since the strings of the piano are broken, I want to go Check to see if my cousin's hands are hurt, and please help me, my lord."

For a while, the master didn't know whether to agree or not, because there was no precedent in history, turned his head, glanced at Dr. Xie, saw him nodding, thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed: "Go and come back quickly, don't delay The other students in the arena." Because Jin Hao never voluntarily abstained, it is difficult for the master to rush to the stage, and besides, the master is not a fool, so he naturally heard that there was an abnormality hidden in the broken strings.

With a pair of clear eyes, Jin Hanlin looked Jin Hao up and down, and his eyes fell on her fingers, and a faint light flashed: "Can your hands be hurt?" The voice was like the sound of a guqin being strummed inadvertently.

"No." Jin Hao blinked, looked at Jin Hanlin's silently moving lips, and opened his lips lightly. In an instant, a pill fell between his lips, and a swallow slipped into his throat. His brows and eyes curved, Looking at Jin Hanlin with a smile, he whispered softly: "Thank you cousin... for your concern."

Ye Ruoming looked at the man and woman in the field, the man was handsome, the woman was pretty, from a distance, they looked like a pair of Bi people, listening to the students talking about this pair of gifted scholars and beautiful women, it was all about him and her. Her story, without him, without him.

It turned out that I had never existed in their stories, because of this cognition, in an instant, his whole body was instantly enveloped in a cold breath.

(End of this chapter)