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A little chance is not comparable to the chance we gave him. "Chen Shuhua said seriously, "What he gave me was Xiaohui.What we gave him was a great favor. "

Li Xuesheng frowned slightly, and carefully looked at Chen Shuhua, who was showing a mature appearance day by day, under the bright light of the bathroom.

Xiaohua, kindness can indeed be divided into big and small.

However, you have lived here in Yixuan for more than half a year, eating, wearing and using his clothes, so you should have some affection for him, right?

How can you be so fussy with him!

The annual freshman art performance is a grand event of Peking University.

In order to ensure the high standard and high quality of the performances, the school youth league committee and the school student union will select special personnel to form a jury every year to screen the programs selected by each department.

The program selected by the Computer Department of the 92nd grade is Ouyang Enuo's piano solo - Chopin's Nocturne No. 21 in C Minor.

Ouyang Yinuo's performance level is enough for him to pass the screening.

However, after he stepped down, Zhou Guangtong approached him specially.

"Your performance is good, but it's not particularly brilliant." Zhou Guangtong said bluntly, "The program selected by the law school is also a piano solo. He is a special student for literature and art. He has won a grand prize in an international piano competition, and his performance is very good. High. If you compare with him, there is still a gap."

Ouyang Yinuo knew that he was not professional enough, but he still felt very uncomfortable being criticized in person.

On the surface, he is a very peaceful child.

However, in his bones, he is actually just as competitive as his peers.

As a representative of the computer department of the 92nd grade, Ouyang Yinuo couldn't forgive himself if he couldn't win glory for the department at the freshman art performance.

"Compared with the literary special admissions, you have a big advantage, that is, you are handsome."

Zhou Guangtong looked at Ouyang Yinuo, who was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

"Before you go on stage, you might as well dress up carefully. You win by being handsome. Anyway, most of the audience are laymen. Compared with elegant music, they know how to appreciate handsome guys."

Ouyang Yinuo knew that Zhou Guangtong was telling the truth, but the more truthful it was, the more hurtful it would sound.

He has been forced by his father to learn piano since he was 6 years old, and it has been nearly 12 years now.

Although the piano left him with painful memories, he also gained joy and enjoyment from it, and forged an indissoluble bond with the piano.

Now, when it came to the crunch, he was embarrassing that he would win by selling his looks instead of his pianistic skills.

Ouyang Yinuo returned to the dormitory sullenly, and seeing Chen Shuhua, who had passed the screening, sitting on Li Xuesheng's bed, he couldn't help complaining: "Shuhua, I wish I had a unique skill like you. I don't need to be criticized so much. "

Li Xuesheng looked at the depressed Ouyang Yinuo, and asked with concern: "Yinuo, what's wrong with you?"

With resentment, Ouyang Yinuo repeated Zhou Guangtong's words, and the more he said, the more he felt depressed.

After Chen Shuhua finished listening, he patted the table hard, and cursed out of righteous indignation: "Zhou Guangtong, that birdman!"

"Xiaohua!"

Li Xuesheng scolded sharply, staring at Chen Shuhua coldly.

Chen Shuhua hurriedly nodded and bowed with a dog-legged face, begging for mercy with a playful smile: "Xuesheng, I was wrong! I shouldn't have cursed! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

"Don't do this in the future!" Li Xuesheng said seriously, "Zhou Guangtong is certainly wrong, but your swearing has also lowered your own character."

"Yes! Yes! I won't swear anymore in the future."

Chen Shuhua nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, with a subdued and docile appearance.

Ouyang Yinuo looked interesting, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

"I see that when the two of you are together, Xuesheng feels more like an older brother, while Shuhua looks like a younger brother." Ouyang Yinuo asked curiously, "Why are you the other way around?"

Chen Shuhua winked at Li Xuesheng slyly, pointed at him and said, "Enuo, don't look at him as young, he's actually more mature than me. He's an old kid, so he's the one you're talking about!"

Li Xuesheng smiled slightly, looked at Ouyang Yinuo and said, "I'm precocious, of course I'm also precocious, don't always treat me as a child. Just treat me as a dwarf, then you won't feel weird. "

Ouyang Yinuo's heart trembled, and he thought with some shame: "I really regarded you as a dwarf, my eyes are so clumsy!"

"Enuo, you don't have to blame yourself too much. After all, you are not a professional piano learner, and your playing skills are not as good as others, which is normal." Li Xuesheng comforted, "You want to improve your playing level in less than half a month. , it’s not realistic. You might as well change your thinking and enrich your performance.”

Ouyang Yinuo frowned and thought for a while, then asked, "How about I change the repertoire and play with the violin?"

"It's not novel enough." Li Xuesheng said, "Besides, our department doesn't have anyone with a high level of violin playing."

Ouyang Yinuo nodded, and said distressedly: "Piano performance is nothing more than solo or ensemble, what else can there be?"

"When you enjoy music, there will always be such scenes in your mind. If there is someone who can paint on the spot while you are playing, and express the artistic conception you want to convey, it will not only make it easier for the audience to understand the music, but also help you Make your performance lively. I don’t know if there are any masters in our department who can draw huge works in a short period of time.”

What Li Xuesheng said made Ouyang Yinuo and Chen Shuhua feel enlightened at the same time.

"Wonderful!" Ouyang Yinuo clapped his hands in praise, "It's wonderful!"

"Xuesheng, when I play "Spring River Flower and Moon Night", can you write this poem on the huge paper wall next to it?"

Chen Shuhua flashed a pair of star eyes, emotionally agitated.

"At that time, I will stand aside and blow the leaves, and you will splash ink on the huge paper wall. That scene is guaranteed to attract applause from the audience!"

"Stop dreaming!" Li Xue gave Chen Shuhua a white look, and said, "You don't want to drag me into the water!"

Chen Shuhua pouted in disappointment, and looked at Li Xuesheng sadly.

Li Xuesheng turned a blind eye to it, and told Ouyang Yinuo: "Enuo, go ask the boys in our class to see who can draw."

Ouyang Yinuo nodded happily, and ran out of the dormitory excitedly.

Seeing Ouyang Yinuo leave, Li Xuesheng glared at Chen Shuhua, and said, "Okay, don't pretend to be pitiful here. I can't possibly agree. You think I'm not eye-catching enough if you shoot the first bird?"

Chen Shuhua sighed heavily, and said helplessly: "Fame, you are really a double-edged sword!"

Ouyang Yinuo did not find anyone in the department with the ability to paint huge works.

He found Zhou Guangtong and asked if he could ask for foreign aid.

Knowing Ouyang Yinuo's latest idea for the program, Zhou Guangtong's eyes were filled with admiration.

"Your idea is very novel and can give the audience a refreshing feeling. However, if you invite foreign aid, the jury will not be able to give you the first prize at that time."

When Zhou Guangtong said this, Ouyang Yinuo's confidence that had just been built up suddenly deflated like a balloon punctured by a needle point.

He stood morosely, a little depressed.

Zhou Guangtong watched silently, thinking to himself: "This little thing can stump you. Kid, you are so young!"

As a fellow student, his heart naturally turned to the Department of Computer Science.

Seeing that Ouyang Yinuo was in trouble, he had no choice but to take the initiative to make suggestions as he was counting on the 92-level computer department to win the top spot.

"Why do you have to paint? Calligraphy is fine too." Zhou Guangtong said, "You are that 'prodigy', you claim to be very good at calligraphy. You ask him to cooperate with you."

"Using calligraphy with piano music?" Ouyang Yinuo frowned at Zhou Guangtong and asked, "Will this seem nondescript?"

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"It depends on what song you choose and what poems to match. If you match well, it will be a classic combining Chinese and Western. If you don't match well, you will become a ridiculous laughing stock." Zhou Guangtong waved his hand and said, "Go back and find that Discuss with the 'Prodigy' and come to me when you've decided. Let's go!"

Ouyang Yinuo walked back to the dormitory building slowly, thinking hard about the piano music and poems that fit together, but he couldn't think of it.

Reluctantly, he approached Li Xuesheng and relayed his conversation with Zhou Guangtong to him.

After Li Xuesheng listened, he felt quite helpless.

I came up with an idea with good intentions, but in the end I dragged myself into the water instead.

Does this count as shooting yourself in the foot?

How did such a small freshman art show produce so many things?

Now that things have developed to this point, I can't agree to it.

Ugh……

Li Xuesheng thought for a while, and said, "Enoch, you play Beethoven's Symphony No. [-] in C minor "Fate", and I write Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine". Let's cooperate sometime."

Ouyang Yinuo quickly recalled the ancient poem "Will Enter the Wine" in his mind, and suddenly found that Li Bai and Beethoven, two irrelevant men in different time and space, were so compatible in soul.

Thinking that he racked his brains all the way, but never thought of linking these two people together, he felt ashamed, blamed himself, and admired.

Ouyang Yinuo stared at Li Xuesheng enthusiastically, only to feel that the boy in front of him, who was as delicate as a jade carving, had an exquisite heart.

He nodded happily, feeling that his eyes were full of flowers and scenery, a bright