"Senior, senior, hello everyone." She greeted politely.
She raised her head slightly, knowing that not raising her head would be rude.
The boys who were originally making fun of her exchanged looks with each other when they saw her appearance. Both of them were amazed.
One of the boys gave Zhang Zilin a thumbs up, "Good girl, you are a classic beauty. She has an amazing temperament! That's okay. How did you invite her here?"
Some of them looked unhappy. If Zhang Zilin wanted to pursue the new girl, I'm afraid there would be no chance for them.
Zhang Zilin felt a little proud. He pulled Fengling towards him and handed her a violin.
"Try it. Just play a song."
Fengling took over the violin.
Adjusted the pitch.
It was difficult for her to fall into meditation when there were people around her, and her fingers were trembling due to social phobia.
When the tune starts, it goes out of tune.
The girls next to me burst out laughing, "What, you dare to come to Beijing Conservatory of Music with such a standard? It's a shame to throw yourself into the Pacific Ocean. Is Professor Jiang's eyesight dim? No, he must be deaf and deaf."
"She's a little nervous. Don't talk nonsense." Zhang Zilin stopped them with his eyes and protected Fengling.
In fact, he was somewhat looking forward to it, wanting to know what her talent was.
Feng Ling took a deep breath.
The rehearsals were already sparse. If she participated in symphony performances every week, she would have to face the audience. She had to overcome this hurdle.
Otherwise, she would never be able to move from behind the stage to the front.
Moreover, she cannot disgrace Professor Jiang.
"Hurry up!" others urged.
Fengling looked at the empty seats.
My thoughts became blurry.
It seemed as if Qin Mingze's handsome figure appeared before her eyes. He was sitting in the audience and looking at her at the moment.
She suddenly felt courage coming up, and the strings of the piano brushed against her.
The extremely penetrating sound echoed in the concert hall, drifted out, and floated in the starry night sky. The quiet and mysterious tone, the unique and passionate interpretation.
A song "Meditation", a violin meditation.
In the abyss of sinking, longing for the clear blue sky, the feelings are far-reaching, and in the quiet and ups and downs of the melody, it is unparalleled elegance.
When I finished playing, the concert hall was silent.
Zhang Zilin was the first to react. He high-fived his hands and excitedly stepped forward to hold Fengling's arm, "A genius who is once seen in a thousand years. I finally know why Professor Jiang Ren broke the rule of not having students for so many years and accepted you.
"
Fengling stared at his hand and said softly, "Let me go."
"Okay. I'm sorry, I'm too excited." Zhang Zilin knew that he was too excited, so he let her go and kept his distance.
The other three men and two women stopped talking and touched their noses.
If they can't keep up with this level, what else can they say?
"Were you really an amateur before?" Zhang Zilin asked, "Have you never studied with a famous teacher?"
Fengling first nodded and then shook his head as an answer.