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Zhu Fuqiang's eyes widened. He thought it was a coincidence that Lu Xia came in.

Almost at the moment when he said 9 minutes fell.

Just pushed the door and walked in.

Is this special?

"Can't you?" Lu Xia raised his eyebrows, "Could it be that I've exceeded the time limit?"

"you……"

There is definitely no timeout, but counting in.

Is it too much?

"I said you boy, you, you, you..." Zhu Fuqiang has been in CCTV for so many years, and he has never seen anyone like Lu Xia.

When I scolded, I felt a little familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Is this teacher stuttering?"

"Didn't you keep urging me just now, and dare not start now?"

After Lu Xia finished speaking, she raised her head and smiled.

　113 Zhu Fuqiang felt his fist hit the cotton again, but it bounced back softly.

Make him vomit blood.

damn it!

"Then let's start." The man holding the cello took a step forward, "I hope you don't feel too sad when you lose, after all things like folk music should have been eliminated a long time ago."

"is it?"

Lu Xia looked at him.

Looking at it, he raised his middle finger.

Um? ?

"You!!" The man was so angry that he vomited blood, but Lu Xia leaned to the side, "Do you come first or should we come first?"

"It must be the bad guy at the end!"

The man's name is Hai Wen. He has been a returnee after staying abroad for several years, and he has also studied cello for several years. This time he wants to go to the Spring Festival Gala and win fame for himself.

thereby transforming.

Being looked down upon by Lu Xia with her middle finger up, of course she was angry.

He directed the band behind him to stand in a row.

"Listen well, if you are not as good as us, you have to admit defeat!" Haiwen turned around and shouted, under the leadership of Zhu Fuqiang.

The mixed voice rang out from the scene.

When the mixed sound started to sound, Jin Renzhong and the others present frowned.

Why is this academic song so ugly?

This side has just ended together.

Jin Renzhong became angry, "It's so ugly that you can still go to the Spring Festival Gala?"

"If you really win, we old guys will be buried in the ground!".

Chapter 116: We are not as skilled as others [Kneeling to subscribe! 】

Wen Hai is very satisfied with his performance.

Hearing Jin Renzhong's resentment, he took a step forward, "Old guy, if you were really buried in the soil, you might even give your thumbs up to our western music!"

"I bother!"

Jin Renzhong's eyes even turned red, "Obviously he is a descendant of China, but now he is singing other people's music."

"It's not that I don't know how to learn other people's culture, but I also know how to get rid of its essence and dross."

"After a few years abroad, I think you are a foreigner?"

"Just think you're amazing?"

"One English and one Chinese, you think you're cool?" I don't know why Jin Renzhong was caught by Lu Xia's gesture just now.

Straight up the middle finger.

Lu Xia laughed out loud with a puff.

Everyone looked towards him.

"Sorry, I didn't hold back just now."

He coughed, and Jin Renzhong looked up at Wenhai again, "I'll let you hear how attractive real folk music is later!"

"Cut, isn't it just a group of vulgar people playing the erhu with drums? Playing the erhu is like cutting the legs of a chair!"

Wen Hai rolled his eyes in disdain as he spoke.

"Pfft."

Lu Xia didn't make contact again, and laughed again.

This time Wen Hai looked up at him directly.

"There's no need to hold back your laughter, come here if you can't hold back!"

"I'm afraid you'll lose badly later!"

Wen Hai was so angry that even Zhu Fuqiang's face was not very good-looking.

This is the best time Wenhai and the others have played.

"Old fellows, get moving."

As soon as Lu Xia greeted a few people, she came to their positions.

Lu Xia sat in front of Guzheng.

"Boom!"

The first sound had just sounded.

Three consecutive voices sounded at the same time.

Even Jin Renzhong, who was still fighting against Wenhai just now, is extremely serious and serious at the moment.

When the hands were swinging, there was an indescribable feeling, and there was even a hint of charm.

At first, Zhu Fuqiang wanted to see their jokes.

Especially knowing that Lu Xia wants to be the leader of this piece of music.

He still couldn't help sneering in his heart.

After all, he has met so many people, even if this person is familiar, wouldn't it be too hasty for a group of old folk music masters to be led by a young man?

But at the moment when the voice slowly sounded.

Zhu Fuming's expressions were all concentrated on his face.

This……

There is an unspeakable beauty, what is going on?

Zhu Fuqiang has been in this position for so long, and he has a certain aesthetic, whether it is art, songs or blockbuster movies.

You can always tell a thing or two.

"This is too wonderful, this brisk sound is like an ethereal valley, with birdsong and water flow〃‖!"

"To be honest, I really like this kind of quiet and cheerful music."

"listen."

"Why does it sound a little sad?"

The unexpected sound of the staff next to him sounded.

The few people from the academic school looked dull.

Especially Wen Hai who stood at the front.

The words he said just now were like slaps in the face, hitting him in the face.

Because although he doesn't understand folk music, he speaks from the heart.

There is nothing wonderful about this song.

If you close your eyes and be able to substituting your own mood and feel it carefully, it is definitely a treasure level.

Do not!

Wen Hai suddenly reacted, opened his eyes immediately, and his expression became completely different.

How could he have thought that way just now?

They are the object of the game, they are the opponents.

Wen Hai shook his head immediately, trying to expel this thought from his mind, but when he turned around, he was not the only one to see.

Almost all the people including the entire academy were staring dumbfounded at the person in front of them.

Some people even closed their eyes and felt it deeply.

Including Zhu Fuqiang.

That day when Sa Beining proposed to let Min Le appear in the Spring Festival Gala.

He also thinks the idea is hilarious, because the times are always moving forward.

How can folk music be brought to the stage of the Spring Festival Gala?

He thought it was just a joke.

Completely shocked now.

……

Just when they were shocked, a figure sneaked outside.

Bai Lu was wearing black clothes and a peaked cap.

I had a phone call with Lu Xia's parents last night.

Only then did I realize that he was actually on Sabeining's side.

I heard that he was competing with others to get a chance to go to the Spring Festival Gala.

When Bai Lu heard about it, she couldn't help humming in her heart.

This stinky boy.

Such a big matter was hidden from her.

Is she still the boss in your eyes?

So she came right over.

It's best to catch one on the spot, and see how Lu Xia argues.

snort!

Although I was a little angry in my heart, there was still a little bit of pride.

Bai Lu even wondered what Lu Xia's expression would be when he saw her.

You won't treat her as a big wrong again, will you?

Just thinking about it, she slowly approached there. Fortunately, most people are listening to their performance in this performance room.

So there were not many people along the way, and no one recognized them.

A quiet tune slowly came out of the room, and Bai Lu wasn't sure where it was, so she took a peek.

Just by taking a look, I saw Lu Xia was sitting in front of Guzheng, with her eyes closed and her expression relaxed.