The school will select several programs to perform at the Wenci Arts Center on Thanksgiving Day, and there will be many media present.
If they could perform in that concert, it would obviously help promote folk music, so Wen Qiao and her friends signed up and the four of them played together.
Lu Youyou was worried: "I heard there are only three spots, Zhuang Yan will definitely take one, there is a sophomore girl who plays the piano very well and has good connections with the school, so there is only one left, Xu Lu's nose is injured, she can't jump around, but Zhao Tong can still jump around, she has connections, and her cousin Liang Chen is the president of the Student Union. Qiao Qiao, I'm afraid we don't have much hope."
Wen Qiao played a section of "Ambush from All Sides" and stopped talking quickly, "Compared to Zhao Tong, we are much stronger. I hope the school can be more fair."
Lu Youyou didn't hold out hope. "The ivory tower isn't necessarily fair."
Zhao Tong has full confidence in herself. Since Lulu is injured and cannot play, this opportunity will definitely fall into her hands. After all, a violin, a piano, and a cello can show the elegant style of the Central Conservatory of Music.
When he learned that Wen Qiao and her little club had also signed up, he couldn't help but sneer, "How dare you dream."
Wen Qiao felt that this was not delusion, but confidence in his own abilities.
Lin Xiang had an idea: "Let's arrange two songs, one is Liang Zhu, a national music that is well-known, and the other is a more difficult song, Ambush from All Sides, which has a fast tempo and high difficulty, and can highlight our level. What do you think?"
Wen Qiao: "I'm fine."
Lu Youyou: "I second the motion."
Chun Xiao: "I second the motion."
Both songs are excellent and can easily catch people's attention at the first moment. If I succeed in getting the performance opportunity this time, I will definitely have to throw out a pair of trump cards.
The school conducted a selection.
Backstage, Wen Qiao and the others met Zhao Tong by chance. Zhao Tong was a person who would never learn new things. He was probably like a goldfish, with only a few seconds of memory. Whenever they met, he would always act in a show-off manner.
Wen Qiao's ears are callused from listening so much.
Zhao Tong said something harsh as usual, and Lu Youyou sneered: "We treat your words as farts, stop talking, you're polluting the air."
Zhao Tong: "You..."
"Me what?"
"You are so vulgar."
Wen Qiao put his hands in his pockets and said coldly: "There are even more vulgar ones, do you want to see them?"
Zhao Tong and her sisters are both timid and tough, and Wen Qiao is too lazy to pay attention to them.
"Wen Qiao, you guys are bringing shame to the Department of Folk Music, so we want to transfer to another department."
The supporter behind Zhao Tong also looked very intimidating.
Wen Qiao tilted his head and asked Lu Youyou nonchalantly.
"Who is it?"
Know-it-all Lu Youyou snorted coldly and said, "Jin Xuan, the student who studies erhu in our folk music department has spared no effort to please Zhao Tong since the start of the school year, and is determined to switch to Western music. He is commonly known as a traitor."
Jin Xuan gritted her teeth and said, "Who are you calling a traitor? People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places, do you know that? Don't say that I am studying erhu anymore. The school has approved my application for transfer, and I will be studying viola from now on."
Lu Youyou whispered, "There are quite a few people like this. We enrolled 38 students at the beginning of the semester, and it seems that more than 20 of them applied to transfer to other departments. The bespectacled boy at the back, who originally studied drums with Chunxiao, has now switched to the snare drum.
Wen Qiao shook his head. Even his classmates who were studying folk music did not support it. Their situation could be described as 'isolated and helpless'.
(End of this chapter)