"Our new school beauty is not only beautiful, but she is also so talented. Does she want to be alive?!"
"Do you still remember what Yin Shiqiong said just now? Once the guzheng is broken, it is broken. Even if it is repaired, it will not be able to play the original sound quality. Oh my god, slap in the face!"
"Exactly! If what she said is true, people can play the repaired guzheng better than she played before. What does that mean?"
"Her zheng skills are ten times better than hers! Originally, I thought Yin Shiqiong's zheng skills were good. But now after listening to Qiao Qing's, I know what it means to be really good!"
"Plus one! After listening to Qiao Qing's words and comparing them with Yin Shiqiong's, I realized what a world of difference there is. Now I don't want to listen to Yin Shiqiong's words anymore!"
"It really made me laugh to death. A senior school girl bullied a freshman girl, but she got slapped in the face so hard! I blame Zheng for her bad zheng skills. Should I blame the kitchen knife for her poor cooking skills?"
"Seeing as we don't understand Zheng, just treat us like fools. Who would have thought that we would meet someone who knows more than her."
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Yin Shiqiong felt extremely angry as she listened to the discussion below.
But if a layman can hear something, she can naturally hear it too.
Qiao Qing's zheng skills are really much better than hers!
It was because of this that she became even more jealous.
If she had known from the beginning that Qiao Qing could play the guzheng and played it so well, she would never have given her a chance to play.
But she has already played. If she steps forward to pull him away now, it will only make people more criticized.
Team Qiao Qing turned a deaf ear to the exclamations and comments at the scene, and just devoted himself to playing the guzheng.
It seems that the auditorium in front of me is no longer crowded and noisy, but has become a spotless white ward.
Her father was the only audience, and he would neither praise nor criticize, nor would he be impatient.
As her playing progressed and her emotions became integrated, the initial excitement and noise of the zheng in the auditorium gradually died down.
Everyone stared blankly at the beautiful and focused figure on the stage, immersed in her zheng music and unable to extricate themselves.
The beautiful yet slightly depressing zither music echoed in the vast auditorium, and everyone's heartstrings seemed to be gripped, rising and falling like the zither strings at her fingertips.
After Qiao Qing finished playing a piece of zither music, the scene was still silent, as if no one had recovered.
It wasn't until a long time passed that someone touched the wet cheek and asked, "Why am I crying?"
"I cried unconsciously, especially the middle part. It was so tear-jerking that I couldn't stop it!"
"The first time I heard Zheng music, I was moved. Isn't this music so full of emotion?"
"This girl is a person with a story!"
"Oh my God, even if my zheng skills are so good, my feelings are so deep, what kind of fairy song is this!"
"I usually like to listen to zither music, but why haven't I heard this piece? I just recorded it using music software and couldn't find it when I searched for it."
"I didn't find it either. Isn't this original by her?!"
"Oh my god! If it was original, it would be so talented! Fortunately I recorded it! It sounds so good!"
Just when everyone was admiring Qiao Qing, a girl stood up and said: "No matter how good she is at playing, can she cover up the fact that she destroyed Senior Yin's guzheng
This is her purpose, right? First break the guzheng, then repair it, so that Senior Sister Yin, who always pursues perfection, can stop playing, so that he can play in Senior Sister Yin's place and steal the show! "
(End of chapter)