The city shares its own cultivation

Chapter 83
"It's our turn!" The eldest sister in the dormitory took a deep breath, turned her head to look at the three roommates, saw Yu Xiaoman's absent-minded look, and couldn't help shouting: "Xiaoman, concentrate!"

Yu Xiaoman hurriedly responded, a little disappointed and said, "Is the senior not here? I can't find him..."

"...It turns out that you are thinking about your senior. Don't worry, he must be here! If you don't dance well, he won't like you if he sees you!"

Yu Xiaoman blushed slightly, and said coquettishly, "Don't talk nonsense, the senior didn't like me in the first place!"

"But get over it, I don't like you, what did you do to your boyfriend." The second child next to him also snickered and interjected, "Hurry up, the show is about to start!"

The four of Yu Xiaoman walked to the front of the stage from behind, knelt down and gave everyone a blessing, and the third child in the dormitory sat in front of the guzheng, ready to start.

The ancient costumes of the four young girls caught everyone's eyes.

In particular, Yu Xiaoman's face is pretty, pure and charming, and her gaze is endless, even a girl can't help but be moved when she sees it.

"There are beauties in the north, who are unique and independent. They look at the city of people, and then they look at the country. Yannian's younger brother who has been favored by the Holy Grace is nothing more than that?"

A classmate from the Chinese Department couldn't help expressing his exclamation, which made the buddies from the Finance Department next to him roll their eyes when they couldn't understand.

Nima, what are you pretending to be!Is it amazing to be able to recite two lines of poems?
However, the ancient style is popular recently. Even if you don’t know how to match Hanfu and can’t recite beautiful women’s poems, it doesn’t prevent everyone from enjoying the dancing of beautiful women with great interest.

The beautiful zither sounded, with a long charm.

Yu Xiaoman was the lead dancer, leading the two of them with their wide sleeves fluttering, their clothes fluttering, dancing to the gorgeous and elegant zither sounds, like fairies descending from the palace of nine heavens.

When she dances to the moving place, the clouds and sleeves fly away, she floats out of the dust, and she seems to be looking up at the sky and facing the wind, making everyone's eyes straight.

Li Yu was full of admiration, and stared at Yu Xiaoman almost the whole time, without even noticing that Guo Youyun on the stage was also staring at him.

Seeing that Li Yu's gaze never left Yu Xiaoman, she felt so jealous that she couldn't help pouting.

Soon, the song was over, the dance was over, the audience was amazed, and the meaning was still unfinished.

And the judges have already begun to have a headache.

Both groups are excellent, the piano and ballet are tall and international, and the ancient dance is to spread traditional culture. How to choose?

"The two campus beauties are so amazing, but they have come together to compete, how can people choose?" Some students couldn't help being embarrassed.

The boys from the Chinese department stood in line without hesitation: "Of course I chose Gufengwu!"

Someone disagreed: "I think it's better to choose Guo Xiaohua!"

"Of course I want to choose Jia Lun's group. Just watching him play the piano is enough, right?" It was easy for the girls to make a choice.Adhering to the principle that a handsome guy is justice, he stood firmly on Wang Jialun's side.

Wang Jialun himself is not so optimistic.

Just now, even he himself was deeply attracted by Yu Xiaoman's and the others' ancient style dance. It was very enjoyable to watch the unique Hanfu.

If those judges and teachers think so, then he and Guo Youyun are likely to be dismissed.

Guo Youyun poked Wang Jialun and said in a low voice: "Think of a way, I will never lose to Yu Xiaoman!"

She didn't really care about the success or failure of this election, but seeing Li Yu looking directly at Yu Xiaoman just now greatly aroused her competitive spirit.

Wang Jialun pondered for a while, seeing that the judges were hesitant, he stood up immediately and said, "Every judge, I have a little idea."

He was a famous figure in the school, and the judges and teachers below all knew him, so they nodded to him immediately.

He took a deep breath and said, "I personally think that the centennial anniversary is a major event that many honorary alumni will come back to school to participate in. The programs selected for the party should also be more advanced, acceptable and international. Compared with Guzheng, I I think the piano is more suitable for such occasions, not to mention... the music is not high or low, but the skills are there, I think the piano I play is better than that junior girl's guzheng!"

Hearing his words, the people in the Chinese Department couldn't help but burst into an uproar.

The faces of Yu Xiaoman and the others became even more ugly.

However, it is not unreasonable for Wang Jialun to dare to say this. Ordinary students only watch the dance, and the beautiful women dance beautifully, which is enough to marvel.

But for a master like him, what he looks at is the combination of music and dance, whether the combination of soundtrack and dance is appropriate, and whether the music is moving enough.

Powerful musicians can even turn their backs on the guest, use music to lead the dancers to dance, let the music become the protagonist, and the dance is just an accompanying dance.

As for Yu Xiaoman's group of girls playing the guzheng, he could easily hear her nervousness and young technique from the zither sound. There was a short period of time when she couldn't control the rhythm well, and she almost lost touch with the dance.

Among the judges, such as the dean of the Academy of Art, Master Langlang, etc., are all top experts in the circle, and have discovered these problems early on. Hearing what he said, they couldn't help but nodded slightly.

The other judges, who were amazed by Yu Xiaoman's dance just now, didn't notice this. Looking back now, it seems that the piano is really better.

Wang Jialun smiled slightly, turned to look at the four of Yu Xiaoman, and said, "Our two groups danced so well, it's hard to tell which is better, or else, I'll play the piano with my school girl, and let everyone hear what is going on. Is the piano suitable, or the guzheng suitable?"

In this sentence, he secretly changed the concept. He didn't say who is good and who is not, but only who is suitable.

In Douqin, you can only tell who is better at playing the piano, whether it is good or not, and winning only proves his superb skills, but when it comes to whether it is suitable or not, winning will make everyone think that the piano is suitable for playing at the party.

He dug a hole and insidiously divided Douqin into winners and losers in the competition!And his piano skills, there is no doubt that he can completely beat the other party!

"Then let's try." The judges and teachers also wanted to gain more time for judgment, so they simply agreed.

The third child in Yu Xiaoman's dormitory, who played the guzheng, turned pale: "I play the piano with Wang Jialun? How can I win this?"

The eldest sister in the dormitory stomped her feet: "Whether you can win or not, let's compare first. Besides, you are playing the guzheng and he is playing the piano. What are you afraid of? Just play well!"

"Yes! Come on!" Yu Xiaoman and the others cheered her up, and she sat back in front of the guzheng nervously.

Everyone saw the beginning of a new round of fighting, and immediately lowered the volume of discussion.

Wang Jialun walked over and said with a gentle smile, "It's good for each of you to play the tunes you are familiar with, junior girl, come first."

The third child gave a low oh, gritted his teeth, and played the famous "High Mountain and Flowing Water".

It's just that it was the first time that he played the piano with Wang Jialun, the little prince of the piano, in front of so many people. He was so nervous that he even made a few wrong notes, and the more he played, the more his face turned blue.

After knocking and knocking, he was already in a cold sweat and was about to collapse.

After this song, even a layman can hear some flaws. A top musician like Lang Lang has already frowned.

Wang Jialun's eyes flashed an extremely proud look.

Originally, this girl's skills were very ordinary, but now she still plays like this, it doesn't make sense if she doesn't win!
(End of this chapter)