When she played music, she never thought about things like exams. It was originally a hobby to cultivate her sentiments, and she never thought about gaining anything from it.
After all, she doesn't have to take the art exam like Qiao Chen did.
He can still get into Tsinghua University through the college entrance examination.
These words sounded a bit provocative to Tang Wanru and Jiang Xianrou, especially since Qiao Nian didn't choose any other arrangement and instead chose the one that won second place.
In Jiang Xianrou's eyes, this behavior seemed even more provocative!
She had a straight face and no expression on her face. She said calmly, "Since you've already taken out the konghou, don't say there's no grade test. I believe that the students that Mr. Nie values must have outstanding qualities. I'll learn from them too."
She emphasized the word "learn" with extra emphasis!
There was a lot of sarcasm in his words.
A strong smell of gunpowder.
She really didn't expect to meet Qiao Nian yesterday and meet Qiao Nian again today. This feeling was as disgusting as eating a fly.
She came down from the stage, walked to stand beside Tang Wanru, took the woman's arm, and said to Qiao Nian in a calm voice: "I'll give up the stage for you, please!"
Qiao Nian raised the corners of his eyes, not understanding where her strong hostility came from, nor did he care where her hostility came from.
Jiang Xianrou gave up her seat and she went upstairs holding the guzheng.
There was a sense of carelessness all over his body.
Others couldn't help but frown, not knowing how to comment on her calmness.
This girl named Qiao Nian is a little bit crazy, but at least she is not stage-frightened.
If a student that Mr. Nie values is stage-frightened, it would be more embarrassing than having an average performance level!
"Is this Qiao Nian okay?" "I don't know."
"She actually dared to play the guzheng in front of Mr. Nie. I don't know whether to say she is brave or too daring. Mr. Nie's guzheng skills are obvious to everyone. She might as well show off her electronic keyboard so that she won't be compared so badly later!"
"Let's wait and see. I think she's quite calm, maybe she's capable."
Someone lowered his voice and said with disdain: "The konghou is not a different instrument. There are not two people in the country who can play it, let alone play it well. I think she will make a fool of herself later. Just wait and see. She will definitely not be able to compare with Jiang Xianrou."
Nie Mi heard the voices questioning Qiao Nian. This time he was unexpectedly calm. He was even in the mood to pick up the Biluochun tea beside him, brushed the floating tea leaves with a covered bowl, pressed down the tea foam, and drank a sip of tea calmly.
The girl on the stage has found a seat and sat down cross-legged. She sits very casually, placing the harp in front of her chest and playing the strings on both sides with her left and right hands respectively.
The konghou itself is a classical musical instrument.
Her aura has absolutely no classical flavor. The sweatshirt and the baseball cap make her look rebellious, which is completely different from the classical and elegant feeling given by the guzheng.
But when she sat there, she gave people the illusion of being the center of attention.
The light did not fall on her, but it was as if a beam of light fell on her, attracting everyone's attention.
The first few notes that Qiao Nian played were messy.
It looks like someone who doesn't know how to play it is just playing it randomly.
Jiang Xianrou snorted coldly, stood there proudly, held Tang Wanru's hand, and whispered: "I don't think she can play the konghou at all!"
She had just finished speaking.
The girl seemed to have finished testing the tone, and suddenly raised her slender fingers to pluck the strings.
The timbre of the konghou is similar to that of the harp in Western music. Since the double rows of strings on the left and right are equivalent to two harps, it is superior to the harp in playing fast melodies and overtones.
(End of this chapter)