Chapter 1142： "Read"

Before the performance, she also opened up nearly a thousand votes for Tang Qianfan, and now, Tang Qianfan has more than 2,900 votes ahead of her!

She murmured something, secretly saying don't go up, don't go up!

Suddenly, the numbers stopped.

Five seconds later, the numbers did not fluctuate much, and the gap remained at about 2,000 votes.

She let out a breath slowly, "It's okay."

With two thousand votes, she is confident to pull it back after the performance.

Seeing a crowd of crazy audiences, she curled her lips.

Most of the students of Beijing University can still handle it clearly. Even if they like Cui Jinghuan, they will not blindly vote for Tang Qianfan, because they know they are two people.

In this game, Tang Qianmiao was compared with her, not Cui Jinghuan and Meng Ruixiang.

Thinking of this, she felt relieved and cast her eyes on the stage again.

The atmosphere of the stage is very good, immortal, like a dream. The music has slowly gone down. After the most exciting segment of the song, Tang Qianfan sang the last lyrics of "Jianghu": I live and die together!

Looking at the time, only three minutes and fifty-five seconds have passed, and the performance is very short.

It turned out to be high and low.

Yu Manman's confidence doubled back.

Suddenly, the background went dark, and a smart and comfortable sound of water came again, just like the opening scene. Immediately afterwards, a female opera voice came from far away, like a fairy singing in the mountains and rivers.

The atmosphere suddenly became more mysterious!

Vaguely, the lights on the stage lighted up again, slowly, pulling apart from the two sides of the middle like a ray of light throwing away the thick clouds and projecting it down, sacred and beautiful.

Yu Man is suspicious, this is... not over yet?

The flute and drums sounded again, confirming her suspicion.

The audience suddenly became quiet and craned their necks to look on the stage.

Cui Jinghuan stood on a high platform like an immortal and played slowly. The crisp flute sound and the quiet drum sound interweave each other to form a long and magnificent melody.

The piano is gradual, and the sound of the piano and the flute are seamlessly matched. Under the spotlight, an elegant man sits on a white piano, with slender fingers playing a smooth and beautiful melody on the black and white keys.

This piece of pure music is sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low-pitched with the rhythm of the drums. Slowly, the atmosphere reaches an extreme, and the harmony lady hums in, just like the protagonist in the story has finally come to a peaceful and heyday after suffering.

The spotlight slowly closed, focusing on the middle of the stage. Everyone saw a huge blank canvas erected there. In front of the canvas, Qianmiao danced with the music, his long sleeves flicked, sometimes like soft clouds jumping lightly, and sometimes like a long sword in the hands of a heroine, powerfully Swing, achieve the real combination of rigidity and softness.

There was applause from below, and the audience knew why her skirt was long and wide.

In the next second, the music was high, and the sleeves in Qianmiao's hands flew out with a scream, waving his sleeves and dyeing ink, the moment of jumping, the ink flew to the canvas!

"She, she is drawing!" someone shouted.

Everyone was amazed and kept sighing the wonder.

There was also a look of surprise in Fengxian's eyes, followed by joy and pampering, as well as full of pride.

The **** the stage is like an independent crane, dancing freely in the free sky, the two long sleeves are like her wings, following her rigid and soft dancing on the canvas as wide as the wall Soar up.

He looked at her painting without turning his eyes. At first, he thought it was a landscape painting, until the human figure under the tree appeared shallow, a familiar throbbing suddenly spread from his chest, and a certain picture flashed past.