I became beautiful by eating melons

"But singing alone is boring." Ye Rou said, her fox eyes slightly raised, her gaze fell on Lin Manyong, "Why don't we have a competition?"

Lin Manyong smiled.

She started learning the flute at the age of five, and has been learning it for fifteen years today. She can confidently say that no one in Beijing can play the flute better than her.

Lin Manrong's eyes turned: "The loser must be punished."

Ye Rou pretended to hesitate.

Seeing her hesitation, Lin Manrong became more confident and insisted, "Comrade Ye, are you afraid?"

Ye Rou looked irritated and said unhappily, "Who's afraid?"

"Okay." Lin Manrong smiled and said, "The loser...just agree to one of the other party's requests. How about that?"

She wanted Ye Rou to slap herself, but considering Lu Mingcheng was here, she didn't say it directly.

"Okay." Ye Rou agreed.

Lin Manyong looked at Teacher Zhou, and although she was smiling, she said with some malice: "Teacher Zhou, you won't be biased towards Ye Rou, right?"

Zhou Yuqing said with a sullen face: "Let the people from your art troupe make the comments. I won't participate."

Ye Yatou has excellent hearing, absolute musical sense, and amazing talent in music. After only one month of learning the flute, her skills are already no different from those of professional masters.

Lin Manrong nodded with satisfaction.

Chi Keke sat on a chair nearby, her breathing becoming a little rapid and her face slightly pale.

The people around her said angrily, "Lin Manyong relies on her father being a high-ranking military officer to ignore everyone. Now she is bullying Teacher Zhou's granddaughter. This is really too much."

Another person also said: "She just doesn't like pretty people. After Coco joined the art troupe, she always targeted her."

"Keke, your father is the political commissar of the military region, and happens to be the leader of Lin Manyong's father. How dare she bully you?"

Chi Keke smiled bitterly, because Lin Manrong knew that she was not the real daughter of the Chi family. She shook her head and said, "Let's watch the game. Ye Rou may not lose."

Lin Manyong stepped forward holding the flute and said with a smile: "Comrade Ye Rou, I will start first."

"Okay." Ye Rou nodded.

The spacious classroom was quiet. Lin Manyong was wearing a military uniform that was deliberately tight at the waist. She had a butterfly clip on her head. Her thick black hair was tied up with a red rubber band. There was a smile on her pretty face.

She held the flute in her hand, swept away her previous noisy and impetuous attitude, and became completely calm.

Lin Manyong looked at Lu Mingcheng shyly.

He was wearing a military uniform, standing straight, with a handsome and fair face, looking different from others.

Everyone in the art troupe knew that Lin Manyong liked Lu Mingcheng, so they joked, "Captain, Lin Manyong is up there, hurry up and say good luck to her."

Lu Mingcheng's face was not looking good. He didn't like Lin Manyong. Lin Manyong relied on her father and often bullied others in the troupe. He tried to stop her several times but it was useless.

No matter how others cheered, he remained silent with a cold face.

Lin Manyong frowned and tilted her head to glare at Ye Rou, waiting for her to win. She would let this little bitch slap her face to pieces!

She calmed herself down and began to play the flute.

"Jasmine Flower." Zhou Yuqing recognized the tune as soon as it started.

Lin Manyong has learned to play the flute for fifteen years and is really good at it. The high notes are brisk and melodious, and the low notes are pleasant.

"Lin Manrong plays the flute so well that no one can replace her in the art troupe over the years."

"Comrade Ye Rou is doomed to fail."

Ye Rou listened with a calm expression.

"Keke, Lin Manrong is playing the flute very well. Is Ye Rou going to lose?"

Chi Keke shook her head. Lin Manyong was indeed talented, but she just played the flute without any emotion.

But even so, unless Ye Rou has extraordinary talent, she cannot defeat Lin Manyong.

After the song was over, Lin Manyong put away her flute and walked off the stage. She looked at Ye Rouzhi with a smug look on her face and said with a smile, "Comrade Ye, you will accept the punishment when you lose. You won't deny it, will you?"

Ye Rou stood up. Her 1.68-meter height and her four-centimeter high heels made her look down at Lin Manyong. She smiled and said, "I won't default on my debt. Comrade Lin Manyong, what about you?"

Being suppressed by her height, Lin Manrong felt a little short of breath. She lost her smile and said unhappily, "I don't know how to do it either. Let's get started."

Ye Rou took the flute that Zhou Yuqing had someone bring to her.

Her bright red lips were pressed against the exit, the silver metal flute was placed horizontally, and her slender fingers pressed on the keys.

A string of smooth flute sounds flowed out.

"What song is this?"

Chi Keke listened attentively and said, "Comrade Ye Rou played "Butterfly Lovers."

Lin Manyong's face suddenly darkened.

She had studied the flute for fifteen years and considered herself talented, except for "Butterfly Lovers", which her flute teacher stopped her from playing after she had played it once. The teacher said that there was no emotion in her sound. She refused to accept this and changed teachers, but she was stopped again, with the same reason.

When Lin Manyong heard that Ye Rou was going to play "Butterfly Lovers", she felt that she had secured the game.

The most difficult part of "Butterfly Lovers" is the transition of emotions between the flute sounds. How can someone who has not experienced it play the transition from great joy to great sorrow, and from great sorrow to the tragedy of death?

But the more she listened, the stiffer her smile became, and her expression became uglier.

Ye Rou's fingering is skillful and her movements are graceful.

She stood in everyone's gaze, her wide skirt floating in the air, and for a moment, everyone was drawn into the melody.

"Butterfly Lovers" is divided into three parts, namely falling in love, resisting marriage and turning into butterflies. In the first part, the sound of the flute is charming and melodious, and the tune is lively and brisk, which makes everyone smile.

Suddenly the sound of the flute changed, it was Yingtai's sad and courageous resistance to the marriage, the melody gradually rose to the third part, the sound of the flute was like weeping and complaining, it was the poignant sound of Yingtai crying at the grave, and finally jumping off the grave.

Ye Rou played "Butterfly Lovers", bringing her own state of mind into the whole process, the joy when she accepted Jiang Chen's proposal, the decisiveness when she lifted the big stone and pointed it at Village Chief Li, and the fear that Jiang Chen would die and never see him again when he hugged her to block Fang Tian's gun.

Everyone present listened very attentively.

After Ye Rou played the last note, she put away the flute. Everyone present was still immersed in their emotions and unable to extricate themselves.

"Good!" One person started to applaud.

The applause broke the silence, and everyone applauded at the same time.

Ye Rou looked at Lin Manyong.

The sound of the flute was like a sword, and the eyes were like knives. Lin Manyong slumped in her seat, her face pale.

She lost.

Seeing this, Ye Rou smiled and said, "Comrade Lin Manrong, my request is that you apologize to Teacher Zhou for lying."

Lin Manyong's face looked grim. She held the flute tightly and pursed her lips.

She never apologized and never bowed her head to anyone.

Now facing Ye Rou's request, she couldn't open her mouth and was unwilling to apologize.

Lu Mingcheng said coldly: "Lin Manrong has to admit defeat and apologize to Teacher Zhou quickly."

Comrade Ye Rou's request was not outrageous, and he didn't understand why Lin Manyong was hesitating.

It would have been fine if he didn't say anything. As soon as he opened his mouth, Lin Manrong's face immediately darkened, "I won't apologize, I didn't do anything wrong."

Ye Rou smiled and said, "If you don't apologize, I will change my request. Comrade Lin Manrong, please slap yourself in the face twenty times."

Never underestimate a girl's intuition. Ye Rou guessed what Lin Manyong would ask of her if she lost, just from the malicious looks she gave her a few times.