Chapter 923： Strength is crushed!

When Yan Yuexian played the first note, Pei Hong's body froze.

Staring at the **** the stage, the eyes are getting wider and wider, and the unbelievable inside is almost condensed and fell out!

Fuxi fingering!

Why does she know Fuxi fingering!

Hasn't Fuxi **** been lost? Why has it become Chinese cabbage on the street!

Two people suddenly jumped out!

And there are still two little dolls.

For Pei Hong, who had been in sixties this year, Yan Yuexian, who was only nineteen years old, was indeed a small baby.

At this time, he looked at Yan Yuexian's eyes on the stage, and it was hot enough to describe it!

A hundred times more eager than just seeing Jiaoweiqin!

If he ignores his age and identity, the look in his eyes is like a flower-picking robber who sees a naked beauty, he may turn into a hungry wolf at any time.

Pei Hong couldn't hold back a bit. Obviously, Yan Yuexian played "Xiaoxiang Water Cloud" at a higher level than Ruan Shushu's just now!

Ruan Shushu didn't know if it was the cause of the hand injury. His level just now disappointed him.

The scene was silent, and the beautiful melody sounded in my ears, and it sounded elegantly, as if a picture of blue waves and smoky wonderland opened before my eyes.

Yan Yuexian uses the unique guqin chanting and kneading techniques to revolve around the change of the backbone sound, and integrates the changes of Fuxi fingering, the unpredictable tune, tactfully into the heart, deeply revealing the player's inner world of depression and anxiety.

Everyone was infected by this depressive tone, and the atmosphere was very low.

As the playing is getting better and better, the bass area gradually rises into a thick melody. Through a large-scale kneading technique, the picture shows a rush of clouds and water, breaking the depressed atmosphere, and turning into unrestrained and passionate.

The climax part is done in one go, all kinds of skills are proficient in the heart, the high and low range beats by a large margin, the clever combination of tone, overtone, and scattered tone, intertwined into a picture of sky, cloud, shadow, and weather.

The corners of Xia Weibao's mouth raised slightly, her eyes filled with admiration.

Yes, yes, Yan Yuexian is really a very hard worker. He just taught the method that night.

In fact, I'm still very rusty in playing. I didn't expect that in just three days, I could reach this level.

It is rare.

As the daughter of the Presidential Palace, she has the capital to look down upon everyone, but she does not rely on her identity to be domineering at school, and she can be so arrogant or not boring.

From this point, it is much better than Ruan Shushu.

Xia Weibao thought seriously, should she accept Yan Yuexian as a disciple?

But it seemed a bit difficult to see the attitude of this little public act towards her.

Forget it, I will have a daughter with Lu Hualiang in the future, and then I will teach it slowly.

After Yan Yuexian finished playing, there was thunderous applause from the audience!

Everyone stood up excitedly and applauded enthusiastically, even more excited than Ruan Shushu just finished playing.

Until this moment, is the real climax tonight!

Fortunately, they didn't leave just now, otherwise they would have missed this auditory feast!

The judges and teachers were also very excited and clapped involuntarily.

I have to say that Yan Yuexian was really amazed tonight, and I don't know what **** she used, which is different from what they usually understand.

The effect is amazing.

Can bring everyone's emotions into it, you can imagine how good it is!

The judges and teachers looked at each other, thinking that Yan Yuexian was a bronze, but unexpectedly he was a king!