Chapter 1235

Through the host's introduction, night Hong knew their name and origin.

That pair of hostile men and women, as expected, are college students.

The man's name is Song Shu, and the woman's name is Zhou Ruo.

They all came from the Music Department of zheshui University, the highest institution in Zhejiang Province.

It turned out to be an excellent student. No wonder the arrogance in his eyes was not scattered.

While Yehong is observing people, why don't other people observe Yehong and Yao Ling?

After all, they are the first place in the first round and are the strong opponents that people can't ignore.

Finally, after a long wait, the second round of the ancient music competition officially began.

Different from the first round of collective competition, the second round takes a single turn.

The order of performance is decided by the players' own drawing.

Because ye Hong won the first place in the first round and had the right to draw first.

"Yao... Yao." Night Hong almost called out the original name of Yao Ling, quickly changed his mouth: "you go to smoke."

He saw Yao Ling staring at the drawing box, eager to try.

The girl's childhood was so monotonous that she was very interested in drawing lots.

Is to night Hong simply meet her wish.

"Great!"

Yao Ling hopped with light steps and took out a paper ball from the box in the host's hand with a smile.

The host opened the paper ball and yelled at all the people in the square: "congratulations to Mr. Ximen Chun and miss Yaoyao for drawing the number [5]"

All of them looked at each other, and then there was a lot of discussion.

No. 5, which means the last player in five groups.

According to the ordinary events, there may be the benefits of the final round.

But according to today's hot and evaporating ghost weather, the physical strength of the audience, the judges, and the contestants are being silently dried by the sun.

As time goes on, people's patience will gradually decrease and their appreciation of music will also be affected.

When it's Night Hong's turn, the patience in people's hearts has long been polished by high temperature.

So when Yao Ling got the draw, the other four groups of contestants immediately felt relieved, and then showed a smile of schadenfreude.

Yao Ling didn't feel anything, with a heartless smile to run Night Hong side.

Night Hong glanced at people's strange look, indifferent smile, did not put them in the eye.

The draw soon ended, and the first to appear was Song Shu and Zhou Ruo, a college student couple.

They take a proud step, provocatively look at Ye Hong and Yao Ling, and then slowly ascend the central stage of the arbor.

"Brother Hong, their expressions are terrible."

Feeling the hostility, Yao Ling was a little afraid.

"Oh, it may be that you don't wash your face when you go out, which leads to facial paralysis." Night Hong light return way.

"Putong --"

Yehong didn't mean to lower his voice, but he actually introduced it to Song Shu and Zhou Ruo.

They stumbled, but almost fell on the stage.

This sudden appearance, immediately triggered off a burst of banter and laughter.

The two immediately glared at Ye Hong angrily, and then slowly took down the guzheng behind them.

"Next, please enjoy the" high mountains and flowing water "by" relying on heaven and killing dragons. "

In the host's heroic voice, Song Shu and Zhou Ruo have already sat together. With their twenty fingers together, they begin to play the two guzheng in front of them.

The clear overtones and lively rhythm are like "the murmuring sound, the cold current in the secluded space; the clear and cold, the trickle of pine root."