The waistcoat has fallen off all the way, and behind the beautiful face is the trumpet

Ye Sheng took Yu Yue out of the stadium and to the corridor outside the stadium.

"Yu Yue, why did you come to the game today?"

Yu Yue didn't know why she asked this, but she still answered: "In order to be an excellent musician in the future and let more people hear my music."

Ye Sheng nodded, "There are only a few hundred people here now, but you are so nervous. If you really want to be a musician, you will face thousands of audiences, even the whole world. Do you think you can do it?" "

Yu Yue lowered her head and whispered for a long time: "I have been studying music since I was a child. Music is everything to me."

She suddenly raised her head and said firmly: "For music, I can overcome all difficulties."

She soon became discouraged and said, "But I just can't control myself. I get nervous as soon as I go on stage."

She originally worked hard to perform well at first, but she didn't expect an accident.

"I'll help you."

It's not that Ye Sheng is kind-hearted, she admires every dream chaser.

Yu Yue looked at her curiously, "What can you do?"

"wait."

Ye Sheng turned around and walked towards the staff.

After a while, Ye Sheng came over with a paper cup, and Yu Yue smelled the aroma of tea from a distance.

Ye Sheng smiled and said: "There are a lot of tea leaves in this cup of tea. You can put it next to you when you challenge."

The tea has a long fragrance and has a soothing effect.

Yu Yue doubted: "Is it useful?"

Ye Sheng nodded: "It works. If you don't believe me, try it now."

Seeing that Ye Sheng was so sure, Yu Yue couldn't help but believe it and reached out to take the tea.

Ye Sheng said again: "Let's go sit on the chairs."

The two of them were sitting on chairs in the hall, and Ye Sheng said, "Tell me some interesting stories about when you were learning the guzheng."

Yu Yue was stunned and began to speak slowly.

The two of them came out for almost forty minutes before returning to the arena.

As soon as I entered, I heard Mediterranean's humble voice, "Teacher Tang, your two students haven't been back for so long. Could it be that they have withdrawn from the competition?"

The male student next to him immediately responded: "It's very possible. Look at the guzheng player just now. He was almost scared to tears on the stage, hahaha..."

Tang Yan was about to speak when Ye Sheng went over and sat down.

"Teacher Tang, we are back."

Tang Yan turned around and asked, "What took you so long? Are you okay?"

Yu Yue shook her head and said, "It's okay."

They ignored the ridicule from No. 7 Middle School, which made several people in No. 7 Middle School feel bored.

After passing two more classmates, it was the turn of the girl from No. 7 Middle School.

She happened to also play the guzheng, and Ye Sheng was also a master of it, so it was obvious that this girl was really good at playing the guzheng.

After she finished playing, the judges present gave her the highest score since the competition.

She got off the stage, raised her head high when passing by Ye Sheng and the others, and gave Yu Yue a mocking look.

Yu Yue clenched her fists, Ye Sheng turned her head and whispered: "You play better than her, give her that mocking look back this afternoon!"

After receiving Ye Sheng's affirmation, Yu Yue nodded heavily.

After the game in the morning, everyone dispersed to have dinner.

In the cafeteria, the three of them were engrossed in eating when the annoying guy from No. 7 Middle School came over again.

The girl from No. 7 Middle School has the highest score so far, and everyone walks with wind.

"Teacher Tang, what a coincidence. Do you mind if we sit next to you?" Mediterranean finished speaking and sat down before Tang Yan could speak.

"You Yucai should work hard this afternoon. Even if you lose, don't lose too badly. It's so lonely for us No. 7 Middle School to have no opponents."

Tang Yan's face darkened. Seeing that Ye Sheng and the two had almost eaten, she stood up and said, "Let's go."

"Hey, don't leave. Why do you leave as soon as we come? You can't afford to lose?"

Ye Sheng turned around and said calmly: "This... hairless teacher, the competition is not over yet, and it is still unknown who will win and who will lose. Don't talk too much."

After Ye Sheng finished speaking, without waiting for them to speak, she turned around and left with Tang Yan and the others.

After leaving the cafeteria, Yu Yue apologized to Tang Yan again, "I'm sorry, Teacher Tang. It was me who caused you to be laughed at."

Tang Yan patted her shoulder and said in a soft voice: "It's not your fault. In competitions, there are always winners and losers. How can I blame you? It's the guy from No. 7 Middle School who has no quality. Just ignore them."

Yu Yue felt guilty. The more arrogant Qizhong became, the more she aroused her competitive spirit.

The male student from No. 7 Middle School showed Chinese painting, and his final score was higher than that of the girl from No. 7 Middle School, becoming the new number one.

The teachers from No. 7 Middle School were even more excited. If nothing else happened, they would have two of the three walk-off spots in No. 7 Middle School.

Ye Sheng was the fifth from the bottom. When she heard the host read her name, she had already changed into her performance costume backstage.

The lights on the stage dimmed, and as the melodious flute sounded, a beam of holy light shone down.

Ye Sheng, who was bathed in the light, was so beautiful that everyone present held their breath unconsciously, for fear of disturbing the fairy.

The sound of the flute slowly subsided, and the sound of the piano gradually began to play.

Ye Sheng has a clear face and a green shirt, with blue silk and ink dye, and the sleeves are flying.

She steps lightly and dances like a swallow nesting in its nest, flying high like a magpie bird frightened at night.

Zou Ran closed the fan in his hand, used the fan as a substitute for writing, and dipped in ink to draw pictures of dragons and dragons on the screen.

The sleeves are like flowing water, the skirt is slightly wrinkled like a lotus lake, the slender waist is flexible, and every frown and smile is stunning.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and her body movements became faster and faster. Every movement of twisting, leaning, rounding, bending, raising, bending, and turning was smooth and pleasing to the eye, unintentionally conveying the beauty of classical dance.

The sound of the piano gradually faded away, and the last drop of water fell into the river, ending crisply.

A drop of ink on Ye Sheng's fan entered the painting, and it ended cleanly.

There was no sound on the field for a long time, everyone was immersed in this boundless beauty.

Ye Sheng stood in the center of the stage and leaned down to take a curtain call.

"thank you all."

Everyone reacted to this visual feast with thunderous applause.

It wasn't over yet. Ye Sheng asked the staff to show the scroll to everyone, and he unfolded the folding fan with a "swish" sound.

On the scroll is a picture of mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, and on the fan is a picture of plum blossoms in the cold weather.

The judges stood up in shock.

"This, this is incredible!"

"You can't draw this painting without more than ten or twenty years of skill! This classmate looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, which is incredible."

A judge came closer, took a closer look at the map of mountains and rivers, turned around as if he had found a treasure, and showed off to the other judges: "The flowers and leaves here are actually painted without bones!"

"what?"

Other judges stood up and came to watch.

One judge loudly said: "Her fan is a double-sided painting!"

When Ye Sheng started dancing just now, this fan was still blank, but now there is a painting on it.

The judges were all very prestigious professors from major universities, and they all looked excited at this time.

Looking at the judges' reactions, Tang Yan and Yu Yue smiled proudly. Ye Sheng really fought hard for their Yuzhong.

No one in No. 7 Middle School could laugh anymore, including the boy with the highest score.

He studied Chinese painting, so he could naturally tell that Ye Sheng's paintings were better than his.

At first, he scoffed at Ye Sheng's dancing and painting.

Chinese painting needs to be done calmly and calmly. To make it so flashy is an insult to Chinese painting.

I didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.

Mediterranean gritted his teeth and said: "It's okay, even if she is in the top three, you two can still send her out."