Five judges are surprised to listen to the music played by Xia Yu.
Not only is there nothing wrong with the melody, but it's a little good?
"Tears of the moon." One of the judges who played guzheng heard the song.
The other four nodded and said nothing more. They watched Xia Yu's playing and his movements together.
Originally, music is the enjoyment of hearing. It's normal to close your eyes and listen to music. However, the five judges and the audience can't close their eyes.
They're not just the audience, they're the audience.
On the stage, Xia Yu's elegant movements and melodious music blend together, which is fascinating.
"It's huapai guzheng!" The audience who are fond of Guzheng can recognize the faction.
Only huapai guzheng can give consideration to the visual effect.
The five judges also looked at each other.
Huapai is in the same vein now. Needless to say, it must be Liu Ronglan's disciple.
Who said that the player did not have a teacher, this is clearly the descendant of Liu Ronglan!
After a brief surprise, the five judges calmed down and listened to the music.
There is no complicated emotional change in the tears of the moon. It is an ordinary, elegant song with some sadness.
Tears of the moon is the name of a kind of blue Trumpet Flower. To play the tears of the moon in other schools will make people linger in the blue sea of flowers with closed eyes.
But Xia Yu's performance, as if turned himself into a tears of the moon, in full bloom on the stage, flashing the Yingying light.
There was no wind in the guild hall, but there was a gust of wind in the music. The blue flowers swayed with the wind, and Xia Yu's body seemed to float along with it.
When the song is over, the audience are still immersed in the scene.
"Very wonderful tears of the moon." A judge broke the silence.
The judges originally wanted to use a beautiful description, but Xia Yu's guzheng is not only enjoyable in terms of hearing.
"I didn't expect that there would be successors to huapai guzheng." One of the judges sighed.
"Is Liu Ronglan your teacher?" Another judge asked.
"Yes." Xia Yu replied.
"Why have I never heard of you?" One of the judges had doubts.
"My mother was a student of Granny Liu and had been studying with her before." Xia Yu moves out Kong hanyue as a shield.
"It turned out to be home schooling." Five judges nodded.
"Piano, Violin and guzheng are more proficient than others. It's a monster." They sighed again.
"This piece of music, even in your teacher's day, can't compare with you."
After some encouraging words, the five judges let Xia Yu go.
Back to his seat, Xia Yu sat down.
In his back row, golden glasses looked at his back, and his heart was full of five flavors.
Yesterday, he and his friends said that Xia Yu might play the zither. Then both of them took this as a joke and laughed together for a long time. Unexpectedly, Xia Yu really played the zither today, and was more exquisite than the violin!
Xia Yu's guzheng has been able to pour his emotion into the music itself, which is a level he can't do!
Looking back from the first race to the third race, golden glasses have some grievances.
In the first competition, he saw Xia Yu's piano playing was inferior to his own, and he was proud of himself.
two Kwai Yu changed his violin skills to the same level of skill as he did, and after showing his fast hands, he reluctantly put Xia Yufang in the same position as himself.
As a result, now three games, the other side moved out of the guzheng, and performance far more than their own skills?
You can't use guzheng directly! Why torture me so much!
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The rest of the players did not show any amazing performance. At 4:00 p.m., today's competition ended, and the party left the guild hall.
Xia Yu came to the hotel a little disappointed, because he still did not see an siyao. Although the number of an siyao's competition is tomorrow, all the players except an siyao who will play tomorrow also go to the guild hall.
It seems that an siyao's cold has not been cured.
Liu Si'an won't be able to see her in the competition tomorrow. She has never seen him seriously.
After dinner, idle summer Yu early into sleep.
At six the next morning, he came into the white cat again.
There will be a final wave of adopters coming today. I hope there are people who can rest assured.
At this time, Tina and a group of children have already got up, the adopter came to take their partner, they will naturally feel, have expectations.
Except for the two troublemakers.
The two boys had no hope at all. After being released from the room, they played happily.
This time, they met Xia Yu again.The two men were silent for a moment, and decided to give the white cat a little face on this happy day, and they would not trouble the white cat today.
However, the cruel words still need to be released.
In the face of two people's clamor, Xia Yu yawned. He jumped to the window sill beside him and kicked a pot of meat on the ground.
The basin was dumped, and meat and soil spilled from it.
The two boys were overjoyed. They didn't dare to trouble the white cat, but the white cat killed himself and gave them a chance to revenge!
They laughed and pulled a nearby staff member to complain to him.
However, the staff did not hand to the white cat, but severely knocked them on the skull.
"You can, and now you learn to frame up!" The staff looked serious.
"We didn't, it was the cat who pushed it. You see, it's still on the windowsill." Two boys listed the evidence.
"I don't know about you. Just push off the flowerpot and put meow on it, right? Why don't you get some mud on his paws
He grabbed the hands of the two boys, and the staff pulled them away: "meow is so good, you still want to frame it. Go, go with me to see the dean."
"We were framed
The two boys turned their heads and looked at the white cat. The white cat looked at them calmly with a look of pride.
It's like it's in control.
The two boys shivered, and fear rose in their hearts.
In the future, is it not their two back pots that make trouble for white cats?
Stay away from this cat in the future!
Watching two people were pulled upstairs, Xia Yu sighed and sighed about their over capacity.
He looked out of the window again. The bus arrived. More people came down this time than last time.
Opening the window, he ran out and walked around the people's feet.
He took a fancy to one of them. The warmth of the couple was only slightly worse than that of Tina.
They are about thirty or forty years old, wearing an ordinary dress, and it seems that the conditions are just ordinary.
Ordinary is enough.
They entered the hall and saw a group of children playing.
Their eyes were immediately attracted by one of the blonde girls.
But they looked at each other and stopped looking.
Although they are rich in their own small town, they are not enough to see in big cities. Such a beautiful girl can't turn to them.