Chapter 249 Qualifications [23] Wen Yingxue: I'm in the atmosphere group, what's wrong?
Facing the calm and composed Wen Yingxue, the senior sister smiled dryly, exchanged a few pleasantries, and left in a hurry.
Mo Qing, who was watching on the side, was about to look away when he saw Wen Yingxue raise her eyes and his eyes met hers.
Wen Yingxue looked down from top to bottom and landed on Mo Qing's suona.
After that, his eyebrows twisted slightly.
She picked up the book and suona, stood up, and walked to the end of the corridor.
Mo Qing looked back leisurely.
She leaned against the wall and touched Jiang Ke beside her with her elbow: "I bet she will amaze everyone."
Jiang Ke understood: "Is it the spicy one?"
"right."
"I bet you win." Jiang Ke said calmly.
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows.
She took the half-drunk yogurt from Jiang Ke's hand, unscrewed the bottle cap, drank the rest in one gulp, and stuffed the empty yogurt bottle into Jiang Ke's hand.
She said: "A box of yogurt."
Jiang Ke: "Okay."
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The competition was about to begin, and the participating students were taken into a spacious classroom. Those who came to watch the show, like Jiang Ke, had to listen outside.
When Mo Qing walked in, no one was talking about anything, but when Wen Yingxue came in, there was a lot of commotion around her.
"It's just the two of them."
"Maybe he is a good imitator. Whatever Wen Yingxue does, Mo Qing also does."
"Is Wen Yingxue great?"
"I heard that he is very good at everything he does. He should also be good at playing the suona. He is a strong opponent."
"Where are the scholars?"
"It is said that I used to herd sheep in the northwest. I'm sure I know a little bit about it."
"It's a bit stressful."
…
With Mo Qing's hearing, he could hear these people's discussions clearly.
Those who dare to participate in the competition must have some ability.
There are even some people who have heard about this custom of Imperial City University. After learning that they were recommended or passed the college entrance examination, they started practicing suona. This time they came to compete and they were confident.
They feel that there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons here, and no one should be underestimated.
Even the "scholar" Mo Qing.
As for Mo Qing, he missed them the same way.
——As a half-way monk, although Mo Qing has learned from old artists, compared with her senior brothers who have practiced since childhood, she is like a mascot.
——Just for fun.
The scene was very lively, with sixty or seventy students participating, divided into three batches.
Mo Qing was in the second batch, and the one in front of her was Wen Yingxue.
When the first batch started, Mo Qing listened attentively, but the more he listened, the more Mo Qing felt something was wrong.
——That’s it?
When the first group finished their performances one by one, Mo Qing raised his hand and rubbed his ears, his eyebrows drooped slightly, as if he regarded this serious and tense competition scene as a child's play house scene.
However, at the end of the first batch, except for Mo Qing who became more and more relaxed, the atmosphere at the scene became increasingly tense.
"Come prepared."
"I'm so nervous."
"I have been studying for five years. I was full of confidence, but now I want to give up."
"Me too."
…
After hearing these remarks, Mo Qing was a little confused.
At this level, she is not even as good as her most incompetent junior brother, and is not even good enough to be her master... What is there to be nervous about?
Is the level of suona among young people now so low?
"No. 32, Wen Yingxue."
After the performance on the 31st, a senior sister looked at the list and raised her voice and shouted.
As the biggest source of gossip for freshmen during military training, the name Wen Yingxue is well known among them.
Everyone cheered up and looked at Wen Yingxue.
Wen Yingxue took the suona and walked calmly to the center of the classroom.
The students waited with bated breath.
Then--
They saw Wen Yingxue playing the suona in a half-baked manner, and the intermittent sound was like the cry of a dying person, which made them tremble.
?
Are there any such warriors among the contestants?
