The Story of Finding a Husband Through the Past and the Present

Chapter 75

Teacher Wen said that it was just a guqin competition in the city, so it was good to attend, and the requirements were not very high, so Cen Miaohan didn't prepare anything, and was driven off the shelves the next day. There were people from all over the place, and there were even many foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes. Cen Miaohan was stunned. It happened that Dean Qin and several professors also came to cheer her on. Cen Miaohan found them in the auditorium.

"Dean, Professor Liu, Professor Li, Professor Fang."

Several people nodded and said one after another: "Xiao Cen, do your best, it's all up to you to win honor for the school."

The corner of Cen Miaohan's mouth twitched, and she went straight to the point: "Dean, Teacher Wen said that this is just a competition in the city, so it's fine if you think about it, but I looked at it, why is the scale not too small?"

"Well, so you have to work hard and don't let us down!"

After the dean finished speaking, several other professors also nodded, and another female professor smiled and said: "Looking at Xiao Cen's appearance, I think he has a plan in mind, and we have great confidence in you."

"Professor Fang, don't make fun of me. I didn't know that this competition is so important. I didn't prepare at all. Please forgive me if my performance disappoints you." Chinese people are famous for their modesty. Cen Miaohan came to Qin Yuan Growing up with them doesn't mean that she really doesn't have confidence in herself, but she has to make a conservative plan. If she doesn't perform well, it can't be entirely her responsibility, after all, she doesn't have time to prepare.

Dean Qin laughed and patted Cen Miaohan on the shoulder: "Xiao Cen, don't think so much, just perform at your normal level, no problem!"

Having said that, Cen Miaohan didn't continue to say anything, and if she continued to speak, she seemed to be timid. This is not good. Cen Miaohan smiled and said goodbye to the others, then left the auditorium, and was about to go backstage. She hadn't put on makeup yet, and her clothes hadn't been changed yet, but when she walked to the exit, she heard Shangguan Xuyao's voice.

"Little aunt!" Shangguan Xuyao ​​danced in the arms of the youngest, afraid that Cen Miaohan would not see him.

"Brother, Xu Yao, why are you here?"

As soon as Cen Miaohan approached, Shangguan Xuyao ​​shook his upper body and threw himself into her arms: "Father said that there is a game to watch today, and asked me if I wanted to come, and then I came."

Cen Miaohan hugged Shangguan Xuyao, something flashed in his eyes, pinched Shangguan Xuyao's face, and asked jokingly: "Then how did dad know?"

Shangguan Xuyao's face was full of pride and pride: "Dad, he knows everything!"

"Did Daddy know everything innately? Didn't someone tell him?"

Hearing Cen Miaohan's sharp question, Shangguan Xuyao ​​blinked his eyes: "I don't know, Dad, Dad, who told you that little aunt is here today?"

Shangguan Xuyao ​​didn't know that he sold his father with a single word, and indeed he was not worth mentioning in front of Cen Miaohan.

The young master looked at Cen Miaohan with a half-smile, but still explained: "Many people have received invitation letters from Dean Qin."

As if she didn't believe it, Cen Miaohan asked again: "Brother, what do you mean, is Dean Qin inviting you?"

The young master didn't answer her question, but stretched out his hand to look at Shangguan Xuyao: "Come here, don't keep pestering your little aunt, she is going to prepare for the competition."

Shangguan Xuyao's eyes sparkled: "Auntie, what show are you performing today?"

"You'll find out later."

"Oh." Shangguan Xuyao ​​nodded sullenly, and was hugged by his father.

Cen Miaohan patted his head: "After the little aunt's performance is over, can I take you to eat?"

"Okay." The child regained his spirit in an instant.

Cen Miaohan returned to the backstage thoughtfully, saw Fang Zhiming in her class, and remembered that Fang Zhiming's father was the head of the Fang family. If the Shangguan family could receive the invitation letter, the Fang family should not be short, so She stopped Fang Zhiming who was watching other people's rehearsal.

"Teacher, you called me?" Fang Zhiming trotted over.

"Student Fang Zhiming, did your father also receive the invitation letter from the dean?"

"Yes, but my parents don't have time to come, so let me participate on their behalf. Teacher, are you looking for my parents?"

Cen Miaohan shook her head: "I want to see what is written on the invitation letter."

"Oh." Fang Zhiming nodded, while opening the backpack beside her, found a red gold-edged invitation letter, and handed it to Cen Miaohan, "This is it, take a look."

Cen Miaohan opened it, and it only said that today's guqin competition will be performed by an excellent guqin teacher from Huaxia College, please come and watch the parents.Cen Miaohan closed the door and asked for it, and handed it to Fang Zhiming, but the doubts in her heart deepened. It didn't say that she was the one participating in the competition. How did the young master know?
Suddenly, Cen Miaohan stopped suddenly - parents? !

For this competition, the organizer invited professional and well-known makeup artists to give makeup to the contestants. They came in the order of the competition. Cen Miaohan was drawn 23rd, which was a bit in the middle. She changed her clothes and waited until she put on makeup At that time, the competition had already started, and the faint sound of guqin from the front desk spread to their backstage, calming her previous boredom, Cen Miaohan let out a long sigh of relief, don't be pretentious, and think about some irrelevant things, and adjust her state before the competition Yes, it's impossible for Dean Qin to send invitations on such a large scale just to let them watch the game. She must have her own deep meaning, and what Dean Qin is thinking about depends on her outstanding performance.

Sure enough, life is full of challenges.

Seeing that Cen Miaohan's frowning eyebrows finally loosened, the makeup artist who had just finished applying her eye makeup also smiled: "Well, don't be too nervous, you can only function normally after you relax."

Cen Miaohan smiled slightly: "Thank you."

"The Guqin Competition has been held for the fifth year now, and it's the first time I've seen a contestant as young as you." The makeup artist finely applied Cen Miaohan's lip makeup while chatting with her, "Which unit are you from?" Here?"

"Huaxia College."

The makeup artist stopped what she was doing and stared at her: "I didn't expect you to be young, not only a teacher of Huaxia Academy, but also represent Huaxia Academy in talent competition?"

"Any questions?"

"I am invited to be the makeup artist for the contestants every year, and I have never missed every competition. Let me tell you, since Huaxia College started participating three years ago, every year the contestants have better results than the previous one. Two days ago, I heard from the organizer that this time your Huaxia Academy is bound to win the championship, and it is said that you have also greeted the TV station, and will leave a gap to broadcast the entire competition." Said the last sentence , the makeup artist lowered his voice, and said to Cen Miaohan mysteriously, "If you can really win the championship in one fell swoop, that would be amazing!"

Hearing this, Cen Miaohan's eyes flashed, but seeing the excited eyes of the makeup artist, she put away all her thoughts and smiled very kindly: "I'm afraid your news is wrong, in fact, the school doesn't care about this competition, otherwise what Will you send someone as young as me to compete?"

"That's right." The make-up artist nodded thoughtfully, "Professor Wen from your school won the runner-up in the last session. If she is sent to participate in this session again, it is conservatively estimated that medals will be indispensable. If she performs exceptionally well, she will be the champion. It's not impossible."

"Yes, Teacher Wen is much better than me. It is safer to send her to compete."

"However, you're not bad if you think about it." The makeup artist comforted, "Your Huaxia College really deserves to be the pride of our city. If there is a special lesson on Guqin, the students who want to learn Guqin will be very excited."

Cen Miaohan echoed thoughtfully: "Maybe if the conditions are right, they will really give guqin lessons."

Perhaps Dean Qin is already making preparations.

It's been nearly two hours since the competition, and Cen Miaohan finally appeared on the stage. The effect on the stage was very good. As soon as she came on stage, a picture of green mountains and waters appeared behind her, surrounded by cooking smoke and willows. The picture slowly turned, and the fragrance of birds and flowers In the garden, the sunlight leaked from the leaves, sprinkled dots on the piano table, and the woman with blue silk like Daisy sat cross-legged, bowing her head and stroking the strings back and forth, as if stroking a dear lover.

Before the music starts, the people who listen to the music get drunk first.

Seeing Cen Miaohan's posture, the smile in Dean Qin's eyes deepened. For decades, she has never missed anyone, and this time is the same.

Cen Miaohan didn't overwhelm the appetite of the judges. As the hands moved gracefully, the ethereal sound of the qin slowly sounded. The timbre of the guqin was clear and ethereal but not hard, mellow and long but not astringent.

The music started from deep and slow, and after a slowdown, there was a rush of piano sound, and then it became flat again. After playing like this for a few minutes, the sound began to rise. The intense piano sound seemed to sound in the heart of the listener. It was also getting faster and faster, moving rhythmically on the piano, and everyone was dazzled.

It is said that the guzheng pleases people and the guqin pleases oneself, so to play the guqin well, you must first integrate yourself into it. The same is true for Cen Miaohan. Even if there are hundreds of audiences sitting under the stage, she is not distracted at all, and she devotes herself wholeheartedly to this performance. Because the feast is in public.Cen Miaohan's face slowly brought out some expressions of enjoyment, and the joy between her eyebrows was obvious at first sight. Then, as the music changed, her expression also changed. Like weeping like complaining.

After the excitement, it finally calmed down completely. With the disappearance of the last note, the expressions of the audience in the audience changed from enjoyment to clarity. It has to be said that Cen Miaohan's "Guangling San" is not only an auditory enjoyment, but also a visual pleasure. on the enjoyment.

There was a tide of applause from the audience. The host pulled Cen Miao to bow twice, and the audience stopped applauding. After the judges finished their comments, Cen Miaohan calmly ended. Anyway, she had tried her best, and the result after that would depend on the outcome. Nothing to do with her.

Dean Qin left a seat for her, and Cen Miaohan walked over to sit down. Dean Qin smiled and said, "I thought you could play "High Mountain and Flowing Water". The last time I heard you play that piece, I was astonished!"

"Isn't "Guangling San" more suitable for this occasion?"

Dean Qin smiled, and had to say that what she liked the most about Cen Miaohan was Cen Miaohan's transparency, so even though she was out of consideration for the school, she couldn't help but give Cen Miaohan some more opportunities, such as the last rehearsal The public suggested that Cen Miaohan come to Huaxia College to coach, for example, this time, let Cen Miaohan represent the school to participate in such an important competition.

In fact, Cen Miaohan was indeed planning to play "High Mountain and Flowing Water" at the beginning, but after hearing what the makeup artist said, she suddenly changed her mind and played the song "Guangling San" temporarily. Popping up on a more meaningful occasion, perhaps singing "Guangling San", will open a new pattern for Huaxia College.

Cen Miaohan sat next to Dean Qin for a few minutes, and Shangguan Xuyao, who was sitting in the row behind her, couldn't bear to be lonely, and kept poking her back with his hand at a slant, Cen Miaohan had no choice but to obey him, Switch seats with the person behind you.

"Little villain, are you satisfied now?" Cen Miaohan pretended to be gnashing her teeth.

Shangguan Xuyao ​​smiled and lay on her lap, flattering him: "Little aunt, you are doing great today!"

"Don't think that I won't beat you if you give me ecstasy soup!"

Shangguan Xuyao's face rubbed against Cen Miaohan's lap, so Cen Miaohan really lifted him up and put him on his lap, and lightly patted his little butt a few times. The people on both sides looked sideways, and the young master reached out and patted Shangguan Xuyao ​​twice, warning: "Be good, or I won't take you to play today."

(End of this chapter)