There was a murmur from the front row: "What a pretty girl."
"You play the pipa really well."
"I feel like playing the pipa is pretty good, it feels very elegant."
Fu Nanli gently twisted his fingertips and stared intently at the person on the stage.
The light was still only on Wen Qiao, but in the darkness, the sound of drums grew stronger and stronger, and the beats became increasingly dense. Everyone's heart was in their throat, and the battle seemed to be happening right before their eyes.
The sounds of fighting on the dark riverside seemed to ring in my ears.
Then, all the lights on the stage came on and a melodious flute sound came from the sky, alleviating the solemn atmosphere of the massacre. The guqin sounded loud, deep, and as loud as a bronze bell, and its overtones were as transparent as pearls.
Four different musical instruments cooperated perfectly, creating one climax after another.
This is an audio-visual feast.
As a gripping ambush came to an end, thunderous applause broke out in the venue.
This is different from the Central Conservatory of Music, where students admire Western music. Even if Wen Qiao and her friends perform well, they will not receive warm applause.
The audience here is objective and fair.
Applause is the greatest affirmation for them.
Next comes the gentle, graceful and lingering song [Butterfly Lovers].
Liang Zhu is a household name and the audience can relate to it very well. They also gave a very high-level performance and there were bursts of applause in the venue from time to time.
Xu Lu also came. She was wearing a mask and sitting in the corner. Zhao Tong asked her to come over and said that there would be a good show to watch today.
After her nose was injured, she had no interest in doing anything, not even surfing the Internet, but Zhao Tong said that Wen Qiao would make a fool of herself today, so she definitely couldn't miss it.
But after arriving, he did not see Wen Qiao making a fool of herself, but only saw her being the most popular.
The applause and praise sounded extremely harsh.
Finally, the song [Butterfly Lovers] came to an end, and the applause lasted for a long time.
Xu Lu couldn't help but roll her eyes, what a bunch of ignorant people.
Finally, it was time for questions and the staff handed the microphone to a man in a suit in the second row.
The man stood up and asked directly, "The one playing the pipa is classmate Wen Qiao, right?"
The staff handed Wen Qiao the microphone: "Hello."
"I would like to ask, regarding the rumor that you are Teacher Mu Yue, which has been widely circulated online, what do you think?"
Wen Qiao's heart skipped a beat. Was this what Zhao Tong and the others had arranged
Put her in a difficult position
How come these people can't live peacefully unless they cause trouble every day
Silence, at least half a minute of silence, and the atmosphere became awkward.
Zhao Tong and Jin Xuan looked smug. Wen Qiao couldn't admit it or deny it now. If she admitted it, she would be slapped in the face by Hai Mao. If she didn't admit it, those netizens on the Internet would definitely scold her for hyping herself up and flattering herself.
Xu Lu's face became serious.
Is this what Zhao Tong meant by "a good show to watch"? Making Wen Qiao look bad
Somehow, she had a bad feeling in her heart. Wen Qiao had composed music before, and she claimed the song "Star Bridge" for herself because it was very popular in school at that time.
This shows that Wen Qiao has the ability in this area.
She had always been reluctant to think about it because she didn't dare to think about it too carefully and didn't want to have any connection with Mu Yue and Wen Qiao.
But now, the problem has come to Wen Qiao's lips.
This made her panic a little, and she couldn't help but make associations.
Is it possible that Wen Qiao is Mu Yue
It's very possible.
First, she can compose music;
Second, Shang Fan clearly said that Mu Yue was a student of the Central Conservatory of Music;
Third, at the welcome party, Shang Fan and Wen Qiao performed together.
Xu Lu's face looked very ugly, even her breathing was a little stagnant, and she looked at the people on the stage nervously.
I hope she's just overthinking it.
"Student Wen Qiao, are you Teacher Mu Yue?"
There was a hint of gloating in the male reporter's tone, as if he was waiting to see her make a fool of herself.
Wen Qiao had her eyes closed, but suddenly, she looked up at the male reporter and said in a firm tone -
"Yes... I am Mu Yue."
The whole audience was in an uproar.
(End of this chapter)