Chapter 780

Qin Qiao stretches lazily and looks at the program list. This is the last one. It's finally coming to an end. She bowed her head to tidy up her things and prepared to leave ahead of time, so as not to squeeze with everyone later.

Xu Yinuo came to the stage with a Pipa in his arms. He was dressed in a bright blue improved Tang suit. Without a trace of shyness, he sat in the middle of the stage magnanimously.

He lowered his eyes and suddenly fiddled with the strings. At the beginning, it was a hasty tone, which seemed to pull people from the beautiful mountains and waters to a suffocating dark room. His heart beat irresistibly and worried.

As the music becomes more and more urgent, the heart beats faster. It seems that every string is buckled in the heart, and the dark crisis is approaching.

Qin Qiao was ready to get up, but when the tune came out, she couldn't help looking up to see the finale. People of her class were more or less accomplished in art.

Besides, she also learned Pipa when she was a child. Although the fingering is not very difficult, the strength and artistic conception are very difficult to master.

How could the dutiful son on stage have such a mind to control this kind of music? What immortal parents have to cultivate this?

Xu Huanxi doesn't pay attention to the state of qinqiao, her eyes have been on Xu Yinuo, soft and warm.

That is the pride and pride of the mother, her son, of course, is excellent, much better than her.

Her ancestors are very good at lute. In order to cultivate her self-cultivation, she learned it when she was very young, but she is far from as good as Xu Yinuo. She has little talent in music theory.

Once upon a time, our ancestors had an old friend of pipa, an old man with white beard. He once said that in all Pipa music, ten faces and Overlord are the most difficult. Those who say it is not difficult have not understood its true meaning.

Xu Huanxi knows that a piece of music can be divided into technical difficulty and artistic difficulty. If playing "ambush on all sides" does not show intense scenes and belief in winning, it is not enough to only make a loud "bang bang" sound.

No matter what, she couldn't play that feeling. However, nono was so powerful that she realized it in a few seconds. Even the ancestor had considered whether to send Xu Yinuo out

The whole audience fell into a kind of extreme silence, as if the nerve endings were tight and would break at any time.

Everyone is attracted by the music atmosphere created by Xu Yinuo. Immersed in it, the nameless tension is really numbing. Until the last note broke out, the whole audience choked for a second, burst into warm applause.

While clapping, Qin Qiao thought that today only this program can be on an equal footing with his son, right Her son is always the best and doesn't accept refutation.

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Dark night, shadow chair.

At the end of the performance, waves of people poured out of the door.

Xu Huanxi doesn't want to join in the fun. He accompanies Xu Yinuo to talk and laugh backstage, preparing to wait for someone to go out less.

Qin Qiao wanted to come backstage to pick up his son, but as soon as he came in, he saw -

Xu Huanxi squatting down to hold Xu Yinuo, while the child was very intimate and gave Xu Huanxi a kiss on the cheek: "Mommy."

Qin Qiao almost thought he was hallucinating. This This is Xu Huanxi's child. Didn't the one who fell down and had stage fright just now?

I'll go! How can Xu Huanxi raise such an excellent child?

She walked over, her face was very ugly, but she had to say hello in a familiar tone: "joy, is this your child? It's so cute. Come on, call it godmothe