Nine-day mysterious girl of urban female cultivator

Chapter 73
The program in the afternoon was still nothing new, except that Ouyang brother and sister's love song duet was okay.

In this regard, No. [-] Middle School is quite open. Art festivals, as long as the works are not vulgar, can be performed. When Wei Pengfei saw the performance of the two, his eyes widened.

After dinner, Mu Tiange and Wei Pengfei returned to the car and took out two boxes, one large and one small, which she had put on the back seat. Wei Pengfei helped to hold the big one, and she carried the small one by herself.

After sending the things to the backstage, Wei Pengfei went back to the stage, while Mu Tiange made preparations behind.

That being said, in fact, there is still more than an hour before she takes the stage, and at the moment she is just sitting in the back in a daze.

"Tian Ge, why don't we cancel the bet between us, we are all classmates, I don't want you to be unable to come to Taiwan."

Song Danxuan was wearing a white off-the-shoulder long dress that was different from the one just now. It was obviously a specially prepared costume for the performance. She said softly, she meant clearly that she thought Mu Tiange would lose.

"No, you'd better get ready to kneel down." Glancing at her, he closed his eyes again not wanting to see her disgusting face.

"Mu Tiange, how can you talk like that? Xuanxuan meant well and you still have such a bad attitude. Xuanxuan, let's ignore her. Let her kneel when she wants to!" A woman in pink arrogantly said Song Danxuan, who was about to shed tears, left.

Not wanting to pay attention to these people, Mu Tiange listened to the discussion in her ear, with a sarcastic arc on the corner of her mouth, and closed her eyes to rest herself.

Looking at the enthusiastic atmosphere in the audience, "Is everyone high today!"

"High!" Countless people answered in the audience.

"Next, let's play a soothing piano piece to calm everyone down. Song Danxuan from Class [-], Senior Two, please present Chopin's "Raindrops", please."

After the host finished speaking, Song Danxuan, dressed in a white evening gown, appeared on the stage. Her delicate makeup and delicate expression instantly captured the hearts of many boys.

Under the light blue light, she walked slowly towards the piano, sat there, took a deep breath to calm down her nervous mood, lightly tapped the black and white keys with her tender white fingers like scallions, exerted a little force, and heard a soft voice It poured out from the fingers.

The somewhat sad style of music suppresses the impetuousness in people's hearts before. On the big screen, the scene of rain hitting new branches is shown. When you close your eyes, it seems that the sound of the piano in your ears really turns into raindrops and beats in your heart.

At this time, there was no noise in the auditorium except for the sound of the piano.

Seeing everyone's intoxicated expressions, Song Danxuan was extremely proud. Look, these people have been conquered by her piano music. After the art festival is over, let's see how arrogant that bitch Mu Tiange will be.

Mu Tiange, who was preparing to play in the background, raised his eyebrows when he heard the sound of the piano. Not to mention, this Song Danxuan still has two brushes, but, alas, the technique is not bad, but the fluency is not enough, and it has not melted into her own feelings. No matter how good the music is, it's just an imitation.

The reason why musicians can become musicians is because their feelings are sublimated through music and transmitted to the audience. A person who can only imitate will never be able to play the music well.

On the stage, Song Danxuan, who was intoxicated by her own music, struck the last note, stood up and bowed to greet the audience with a smile. The students and parents in the audience gave warm applause, and many male students were still on the inquiry platform Who is the girl, her eyes are full of admiration.

The leaders of the No. [-] Middle School also nodded, thinking that such a level would definitely win the award.

The boy who made the bet was even more complacent. He felt that they had won.

Tang Yingchu and Ouyang brothers and sisters were full of worries. They didn't expect that Song Danxuan's musical attainments could reach this level. What kind of program could beat her?Mu Tiange is in danger.

Coincidentally, Mu Tiange's show happened to be arranged after Song Danxuan, and Song Danxuan, who stepped off the stage, saw her dressed up holding something covered with a red cloth waiting at the entrance. I thought she would be so outstanding after dressing up.

When passing by, I couldn't help but whispered: "No matter how beautifully you dress up, you still have to fulfill the bet if you lose."

"Hehe, don't worry, I will never lose."

Song Danxuan, who sat down to rest, listened to the host and said: "Just now everyone enjoyed the beautiful piano music, which is really fascinating! The piano is a Western musical instrument from abroad, and our national musical instrument has a longer history, especially Guqin. Guqin, also known as Yaoqin, Yuqin, and Lyre, has a history of more than 4000 years. We all know the allusion of Yu Boya's Qin throwing. Next, we invite Mu Tian, ​​who is also in Class [-], Grade [-] Ge classmate brought the guqin piece "Changhai Changtian", which brought a wonderful collision between Chinese and Western cultures!"

Song Danxuan was surprised that she could play Guqin!
The students in Class [-], Grade [-], especially Mu Tiange's friends were even more surprised. They had never heard that Mu Tiange could play the piano, it was Guqin!

At this time, all the lights and big screens on the stage were dimmed, even the auditorium. Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, a beam of soft white light was seen shining in the center of the stage.

The woman is dressed in a white ancient gauze dress, her long hair is loosely tied with a white ribbon, a few strands of hair playfully hang over her ears, a black diamond earring in her left ear reflects the light, and on her neck, there is a flower of eight kinds of colors The necklace made her skin crystal clear like snow, and when she raised the lotus-like jade, the golden bracelet made her wrist look even more slender.

Just standing there quietly, that elegant and refined temperament instantly attracted the attention of the audience.

With a "swish", the red cloth was uncovered, and the singer Mu Tian was holding a guqin.

Sitting cross-legged directly on the ground, the guqin was placed firmly on the lap.

The corners of Mu Tiange's mouth pulled slightly, revealing a smile that fascinated all living beings, and her hands hung above the strings. As her smile widened, the clear sound of the piano sounded in the silent auditorium.

First, he played quickly with both hands. The prelude was passionate and majestic, which whetted the appetite of everyone. Then, the sound of the piano gradually died down, and Mu Tiange lightly opened his vermilion lips. The cool and atmospheric voice resounded through the auditorium through the loudspeaker.

"You don't know the feeling of sorrow when you are young, and your aspirations soar to the sky. The dream of a hero, the ambition of the four directions, trekking mountains and rivers without thinking. Entering the rivers and lakes alone, happy to look up to the sky and smile. The daughter is fragrant, tears break my heart, climbs high and leans on the fence. Jin Shuda..."

Mu Tiange's resolute voice sang the boy's wish for the world, which aroused the longing for the future in the hearts of the students in the auditorium. They are all at the age of Jin Yong, who like martial arts, and yearn for the bloody rivers and lakes.

They have lofty ambitions for revenge, and this song has become the fuse, triggering a prairie fire in their hearts.

As for the parents of those students, they even thought of the frivolity and ambition of their youth, and felt as if they had revisited that period of time.

(End of this chapter)