The Chosen System: Counterattack with Husband

Led by the girl, Xu Yiyu walked towards the auditorium where the performance was taking place.

On the way, Xu Yiyu saw many students and parents holding various traditional Chinese and Western musical instruments.

There were many elementary school students dressed up formally, who seemed to have just finished a performance. Some of them were pouting with tears in their eyes, and their parents were comforting them in gentle voices, while others were walking forward with smiles on their faces and their heads held high.

The sharp contrast between these two types of students aroused Xu Yiyu's curiosity.

Seeing Xu Yiyu's interested look, the girl took the initiative to introduce: "Today's performance will have some students and teachers on stage. Some students who usually set high standards for themselves made mistakes on the stage today, which led to the situation you are seeing now."

Xu Yiyu thought: Yes, if after a long period of practice, some students made mistakes in their performance, not to mention whether their parents and teachers would be disappointed, even they themselves would probably feel very upset because they felt sorry for themselves for practicing for so long.

As for those children who walked with their heads held high and smiles on their faces, they should be another group of primary school students who performed very well in the performance.

"Okay, we're here."

The girl pushed open the door of the auditorium and pointed inside.

"It's time for our Qiyue Principal Yang Ming to give a speech. I won't go in with you. You can find a seat inside and sit for a while and wait for the next performance."

After thanking the girl, Xu Yiyu walked into the auditorium with light steps, found an empty seat at the back and sat down, smiling as he looked at Principal Yang Ming who was giving a speech on the stage.

This principal was the friend of her mother.

"...I hope that every one of our students can become a Ma Ge Di Ren Dou, just like the saying goes in Lucheng."

At the end of his speech, Yang Ming concluded with a sentence in Lucheng dialect, which was followed by laughter and warm applause from the audience.

Xu Yiyu couldn't help but repeat in his heart the famous Lucheng dialect - the heroes are really hot-tempered.

What this means is that children are the sun of tomorrow.

When Yang Ming walked off the stage, Xu Yiyu looked at him carefully. Although his eyes were still bright and his face was still rosy, the hard work over the years had made his thick black hair slightly frosted and his face had more shallow wrinkles.

You have to know that Principal Yang is only nine years older than Xu Yiyu. He was also a man of extraordinary bearing and handsome appearance back then. He was considered a close friend of her mother regardless of age difference.

But now if you just look at their appearance, he and Xu Yiyu, whose actual age cannot be determined, look like two generations apart when they stand together.

Xu Yiyu felt deeply moved. Time really makes people grow old. If she hadn't had Tongzi's help and the adjustment of her mentality over time, she would have shown some signs of fatigue now.

After Yang Ming finished his speech, in order not to disturb the students who were performing next, he walked to the back of the auditorium and sat down. His seat was not far from Xu Yiyu.

Xu Yiyu stood up and changed his seat, sitting not far from Yang Ming.

Yang Ming saw Xu Yiyu just as he stepped off the stage. He originally thought she was a relative of a student, but after taking a look at her facial features, he found her surprisingly familiar.

Xu Yiyu smiled faintly and greeted him in a low voice: "Principal Yang, long time no see, do you still remember me?"

As soon as she said this, Yang Ming's eyes widened in surprise. He looked up and down at Xu Yiyu, who had changed a lot since she grew up, and a smile of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face.

"CC! You really have turned into a beautiful lady. I can't even recognize you! Hey, when did you come back from the capital?"

Yang Ming's straightforward praise was also full of surprise: Of course he remembered Xu Yiyu! When this girl was interning here, she was still a young girl! In the blink of an eye, she has grown into a mature adult!

Xu Yiyu blushed a little, and waved her hands shyly: "No, no, I've been back for a while. This time I came to Qiyue mainly to see you, and then sign up here to learn two instruments seriously."

In front of her mother's friends, she is always the introverted and quiet little girl. Every time she faces their praise and affirmation, she always feels embarrassed.

"It's a good thing to be interested in musical instruments! It just so happens that there will be performances by some of our teachers later. CC, take a good look and consider whether there is any instrument you would like to learn. I will arrange a trial lesson for you later."

Yang Ming was like an elder brother who had not seen each other for a long time but was still kind. He introduced everything to Xu Yiyu enthusiastically and properly. Judging from his attitude, it seemed that he was going to book all the courses Xu Yiyu wanted to learn for free.

Xu Yiyu smiled and nodded, then began to watch the performance on stage seriously.

It has to be said that Qi Yue's teaching level is indeed very good. After watching one primary school student's flute performance and another primary school student's violin performance, Xu Yiyu could clearly feel that these students had a higher level than some students who had studied in other institutions for nearly ten years, because not only did they have good pitch when playing the pieces, but their basic skills were also quite solid.

The reason why Xu Yiyu could hear all this was because she had studied piano on and off for about a year. Although she didn't achieve any results, she did develop her appreciation ability.

When Xu Yiyu was applauding a primary school student who was performing the piano, his eyes were attracted by two figures sitting in the front row.

They were two girls wearing Chinese-style short jackets on their upper bodies and navy blue horse-faced skirts on their lower bodies. I couldn't tell if they were teachers or students.

Both of them had their long black hair tied up into heroic high ponytails. A pipa was lying across one girl's legs, while a guzheng with the pegs already placed was placed next to the other girl.

Yang Ming did not miss Xu Yiyu's gaze, but did not introduce the identities of the two girls. He just smiled mysteriously.

After the students left the stage, the host continued to announce: "The next program is the pipa music performance of "Ten Sides of Ambush" brought to you by our teacher Qin Lu."

As soon as the host finished speaking, many young students in the audience couldn't wait to start applauding enthusiastically, which attracted the kind laughter of many parents around.

The girl in the front row holding the pipa also walked onto the stage with her instrument in her arms at this time.

After she sat down, Xu Yiyu also saw Qin Lu's face.

Oh my god, what a beautiful and heroic young lady!

The two seemingly contradictory temperaments were perfectly combined in Qin Lu, which instantly reminded Xu Yiyu of the heroic female general who joined the army for her father in the Ballad of Mulan.

Qin Lu first simply tuned the pipa, and then held the pipa again at a 25-degree tilt.

Everyone in the audience seemed to hold their breath, and the atmosphere was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Qin Lu stood up and raised her hand.

The moment her five fingers of her right hand touched the strings, Xu Yiyu finally understood what the real "sound like tearing silk" meant.