Liu Qinshu looked at the playback area with a proud smile on his lips: "Zhang Tongtong, I won't beat you to death this time. There is no accompaniment. I want to see how you sing. If you want to compete with Mr. Song, just dream."
She was smiling, but suddenly the expression on her face froze. She saw Zhang Tongtong stepping on the red carpet and walking towards the stage step by step, followed by an ordinary boy behind her.
Yan Chunyi was regretting her bet with Liu Chuyi. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she stared at the figure on the stage, "Why did this guy run up? His show hasn't started yet. What is he doing?"
Not only him, but also his classmates looked puzzled when they saw Zhuo Bufan step onto the stage.
Zhang Xiaoyu and Chen Qingai were sitting together, next to them were Wang Ziping, Wang Xiong and others, "This damn girl actually went to find Zhuo Bufan again to see if I didn't educate her properly."
In the competition just now, a classmate performed a piano solo, and the huge white piano had not had time to be moved away.
The host nodded when he learned about Zhang Tongtong, picked up the microphone and said: "Dear students, because the accompaniment for Zhang Tongtong's singing accidentally disappeared, the classmate next to him will help him with the piano accompaniment."
"I'm afraid this poor boy has never even seen a piano, right? How can he actually play the piano?" Wang Xiong said with disdain.
Chen Qingai also frowned. Zhuo Bufan once came to her house when she was a child. She was practicing in the piano room at that time. The first time Zhuo Bufan saw a real piano was when he was in the second grade of junior high school. Later, Chen Qingai met
Guo Zhuo Bufan, but Zhuo Bufan was not interested.
Piano is not like other entertainment activities. It is not a skill that can be acquired overnight. It requires the accumulation of time, hard practice day after day, year after year, and talent to achieve something.
"When did he practice the piano? Could it be that he forced himself to play just to please Zhang Tongtong? Didn't this harm Tongtong." Chen Qingai shook her head and sighed.
Yuan Shuang, who was beside Ye Xuan, rested her head on his shoulder. She looked at the young man on the stage curiously and said, "Young Master Xuan, your brother came on stage and helped Tongtong play the piano. How many piano levels has he passed? You want to please us.
Tongtong really has some skills."
Last time she saw Zhuo Bufan fighting in KTV, but she didn't expect Zhuo Bufan to play the piano.
The corner of Ye Xuan's mouth twitched. Last semester, he and Zhuo Bufan accidentally passed by the piano room. He had been forced to learn some at home since he was a child and he could barely play the notes, but Zhuo Bufan couldn't even tell the keys clearly.
Song Zhenliang came out of the lounge and saw Zhuo Bufan standing on the stage with Zhang Tongtong. His eyes tightened and he clenched his fists hard, with jealousy in his eyes. "What's going on? Why is he on top again?"
"Young Master Song, it seems that Zhang Tongtong's singing accompaniment is gone." Someone next to him said.
"Young Master Song, he is a poor boy who has never learned piano. He probably went up to it just to please Tongtong, and wait until he makes a fool of himself." Liu Qinshu curled his lips and said.
Song Zhenliang had lived in a family of officials since he was a child, and was mentally and psychologically more mature than people of the same age. Seeing Liu Qinshu's eyes dodge, he naturally thought that she might be causing trouble, and snorted coldly, but didn't say much. He obviously also wanted to see Zhuo.
An extraordinary look.
The white piano was from Abeli Piano Company, which is considered an above-average piano brand. Zhuo Bufan sat on the stool, straightened his back, and placed his slender hands on the black and white keys. Dry ice rose up from below, like a dream.
Like an illusion.
Zhang Tongtong's palms were sweating, and she held the microphone and glanced at him. Zhuo Bufan smiled slightly and gave her a reassuring look.
Zhuo Bufan's traveling civilization in the stars for three hundred years has not only been about cultivation. In fact, in addition to the earth, there are more advanced civilizations in the universe. There are even cultivation planets that combine technology and cultivation. Natural pianos, violins and other artistic reproductions are also there.
It has been passed down among the stars that he once studied it for a period of time.
He took a look at the music score just now, and it was firmly recorded in his mind. For immortal cultivators, they have a photographic memory, and the words and pictures can be carved into images and can be permanently stored in the mind.
"Ding." Zhuo Bufan gently pressed the first key, and the clean and ethereal sound was transmitted through the twelve high-fidelity players in the audience and reached the ears of the audience.
"In this day and age, the seasons are fast and many flowers are blooming. The wind lingers in a daze and the beautiful scenery is shut outside the gate."
"You won't understand until someone feels uncomfortable picking it."
"It's not surprising that no one comes when the flowers are in bloom."
"At night I sway with the wind and rain, and when I see the sun I cry."
"I am such a beautiful red rose. I never forget that spring comes and blooms until dusk."
When Zhang Tongtong opened his mouth, his voice was like a stream flowing in the valley, clear and sweet, and like jade beads rolling down the ice, crisp and moving, and every pronunciation seemed to hit the listener's soul.
The originally noisy auditorium suddenly became much quieter.
Rich girls such as Chen Qingai and Zhang Xiaoyu have been taught piano and calligraphy since they were young to cultivate their sentiments and temper their temperament. At this time, there was a look of shock on their pretty faces.
"When did he learn the piano? Is it because I laughed at him last time that he couldn't play the piano, so he has been practicing secretly?" Chen Qingai bit her moist lower lip, and her mind couldn't help but return to Zhi Mingming's story.
In the summer, she was locked up in the piano room to practice piano every day. At that time, Zhuo Bufan would sneak to the window to bring her snacks and chat with her.
Unknowingly, Zhang Tongtong had finished singing, and the audience was silent for a moment. After a while, warm applause broke out. Zhang Tongtong, who was originally nervous, finally had a happy smile on his pretty face and cried with joy.
Zhuo Bufan walked to the front of the stage, stroked her head and said with a smile, "You sing beautifully."
"Thank you, Brother Bufan, for helping me play the piano accompaniment. Thank you, Brother Bufan." As she said this, she suddenly stood up on her tiptoes and tapped her cherry mouth on Zhuo Bufan's face like a swallow skimming water. She suddenly thought that there were all the teachers in the school in the audience.
She was so embarrassed that she blushed and quickly bowed and ran off the stage.
Song Zhenliang, who was standing below the stage, saw her actually kissing Zhuo Bufan. Her fists clenched and she gritted her teeth.
"This damn girl actually kissed Zhuo Bufan. I'm so angry." Zhang Xiaoyu cursed in anger.
Song Zhenliang almost gritted his teeth, clenched his fists hard, and his sharp eyes wanted to kill Zhuo Bufan.
When Chen Qingai beside her saw this scene, her eyes were complicated. Sadness, jealousy, regret and other emotions condensed in her heart, and finally turned into a gentle sigh. When she was still in junior high school, she also secretly kissed Zhuo Bufan.
Face, it's a pity that the past has changed forever, and the past is the hardest to look back on.
"Hmph!" Wang Xiong snorted in envy and hatred. After all, Zhang Tongtong was also a famous beauty in the college, but he actually favored a poor boy like Zhuo Bufan.
Wang Ziping looked at Zhuo Bufan with resentful eyes, and suddenly remembered that he still had important things to do, and said, "Xiao Ai, I have something to do and I can't accompany you anymore."
"Well, you go ahead." Chen Qingai nodded absently.
Wang Xiong stood up, and the two left their seats. After walking out of the gymnasium, Wang Xiong said excitedly: "Young Master Wang, is the senior brother back?"
"Yes." Wang Ziping nodded, narrowed his eyes, and smiled evilly: "Zhuo Bufan is definitely dead this time."
In the end, Zhuo Bufan emerged as a dark horse and won the prize, while Yan Chunyi proudly went to Liu Chuyi to show off her power.
Originally, the school anniversary was over, and Zhuo Bufan was about to go back because it was getting late, but he was suddenly stopped by a girl. (To be continued)