Ling Ke sat in the back row of the multi-purpose hall uneasy, watching the talented and beautiful people who were temporarily matched to perform in succession.
The talent show is also announced by the host on the spot. Those who do not perform well will not be given a second chance and will be eliminated directly, which is cruel and embarrassing.
There was a pair of men and women who were temporarily paired to perform singing and speeches, but the girls were not strong enough, and frequently made mistakes to pull the boys' hind legs. When the host announced the result of the two being eliminated together, the boys protested unbearably: "I don't think it's okay. fair!"
The host who was called "Mr. Wang" by Jiang Ying asked, "What's not fair?"
The boy said angrily: "I can do better if I change someone."
The girl also felt very guilty, drooping her head, almost crying.
The students were whispering under the stage, and seemed to sympathize with the boys who were implicated. Unexpectedly, Mr. Wang asked a young host next to him to come on stage and talk to the girl who was about to cry. Li Xuan, who was interviewing Ling Ke but ran to the bathroom temporarily.
Li Xuan came to the stage and said to the girl, "Don't be nervous, let's talk about it casually."
She was relatively restrained at first, but after being guided by Li Xuan for a while, she slowly relaxed. The two of them teased and held each other, and they said it in a similar way. When it came to the back, the girl even burst out a few golden sentences.
In less than five minutes, Li Xuan came down, and the boy beside him stood by the side with envy and embarrassment watching the whole process, but the trial against him was not over yet.
Teacher Wang tapped the table with a pen, looked at him with a half-smile, and said: "See? The host is not a solo show, but must pay attention to matching, your partner made a mistake, you not only have no ability to save the field, but also Let the other party be embarrassed and panic, do you think this brings out your excellence? No, it just exposes your self-centered shortcomings, which is why we eliminated you, is there any problem?"
The eldest of the people present was only fourteen or fifteen years old. After listening to Teacher Wang's harsh comments, they were all shocked.
They are all talented, they are not the jewels of the family, or the best of the heavens in the school. Being able to be selected means that they are the best of the best. How can they suffer such a disrespectful dismantling on weekdays
The boy's face was red and white, and in a fit of rage, he ran off the stage, slammed the door and walked away without looking back.
Teacher Wang shook his head and sighed: "It's not polite at all, it's spoiled."
At this moment, Ling Ke heard a girl in the first few rows whispering softly.
He tilted his head and saw that after the boy ran out, another one just came in.
The man was dressed in casual clothes, with a trouser pocket in one hand and a violin in the other, and glanced around indifferently after entering the door.
Ling Ke was stunned for a moment, and after seeing the other party's face clearly, he was stunned!
... Qi Feng
The girls murmured softly because he was very handsome. Even though everyone present was already one of the best men and women, they were still compared by him - not only because of his appearance, but also because of his temperament.
People who have never experienced anything will always have stage fright when facing a group of strangers. For example, Ling Ke, from the moment he stepped into the TV station, his spirit has been in a tense state. Every time he meets someone, he will Instinctively stiff, unable to let go.
But the boy who just came in didn't. He was very calm. He was watched by so many people, and he didn't show the slightest embarrassment. For this reason, everyone felt a sense of oppression of "a strong competitor is coming".
Compared with them, Ling Ke was even more surprised. He opened his mouth slightly and stared at the familiar figure at the door without moving his eyes.
It was indeed Qi Feng, although it had been a year and a half that we had not seen each other, but in the past four months, Ling Ke had sneaked into the "Maple Island" more than once to peek at the screen. Qi Feng was already exceptionally good-looking, and this year his brows and eyes became wider. After a while, he became even more handsome.
There are many people who look alike in this world, but Ling Ke who looks the same as Qi Feng will never believe that there is a second person in the world.
Jiang Ying stood up and directly beckoned Qi Feng to sit beside her.
This scene seemed to answer the doubts of some people, and the chatter in the audience became even heavier, because in their eyes, this was obviously another guy who came in through a backstage relationship.
The poor boy who was eliminated just now was completely forgotten by everyone because of Qi Feng's appearance in less than a minute.
The selection teacher cleared his throat, made everyone quiet, and called the next group to come on stage.
The selection table was in the first row, and there were no obstacles in front of it. Qi Feng leaned his violin to the side, stretched his long legs lazily with his arms on his back, and casually watched the next performance.
Ling Ke sat in the back, both happy and nervous, and at the same time couldn't help but wonder why Qi Feng appeared here.
Is he here too? Yes, he can play the piano... but why is he coming now
Contacting Jiang Ying's attitude towards him just now, Ling Ke thought wildly, could it be that he and Teacher Jiang knew each other? So, is it because Jiang Ying kept her to let Qi Feng partner with her? Both play the piano, four-handed
… No, Ling Ke suddenly realized that Qi Feng had just come in with a violin!
He looked at the other party's back, shocked, Qi Feng still played the violin
As far as he knows, Qi Feng has already mastered all kinds of strange sports, plus painting, Go, and writing poetry, plus the piano, and now the violin... Holy crap, how does this person have time to learn so much s things
This, this is too fucking arrogant!
Ling Ke's heart skipped a beat when he thought that he might perform with Qi Feng later.
... Can Qi Feng recognize him
He touched his nose subconsciously. To be honest, he hasn't changed much in the past year and a half.
Junior high school is the age of development, both men and women around Ling Ke are changing almost every day. There is even a boy in his class who grows a lot taller in a month, faster than bamboo shoots. However, Lingke's developmental period has not come. Since graduating from elementary school, he has only grown three centimeters taller.
Thinking of this, he was inexplicably a little irritable.
There were not many people left, and after another 20 minutes or so, everyone's impromptu performance investigation and selection ended.
Except for Ling Ke.
Only then did Teacher Wang turn around and call out, "Where's the lonely classmate? Come up."
Ling Ke slowly walked towards the front desk while staring at him. He didn't dare to look directly at Qi Feng, but from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the other party getting up with Jiang Ying, and he was convinced that the two had a close relationship.
Ling Ke came to them. A few seconds ago, he was still thinking about what he would do if Qi Feng recognized him. Should he take the initiative to introduce himself to Qi Feng before that...
But when he raised his head, he met Qi Feng's completely unfamiliar eyes.
Yes, it was as if the other party saw him for the first time, with no hesitation, curiosity, or even a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.
Ling Ke felt as if someone had thrown a bucket of cold water over his head, and all his original expectations and anxiety were washed away.
—Qi Feng, he had really forgotten about him.
Even with this kind of mental preparation, Ling Ke was still a little hard to accept when faced with this kind of development.
Especially after he was nervous about whether Qi Feng would recognize him for a long time, this feeling of being at a loss was even stronger.
Ling Ke stood blankly in front of Qi Feng and listened to Jiang Ying: "Come on, you two have a piano and a violin, and you can improvise a song together. Anything will do. I'll give you three minutes to prepare."
Qi Feng didn't talk nonsense to Ling Ke, grabbed the violin next to him, gave him a look at the stage, and turned around first.
This reaction is also different from Qi Feng's first impression of Ling Ke. In Ling Ke's memory, Qi Feng is very enthusiastic, giving people a feeling of warm summer sun, but Qi Feng in front of him is cold, like this In a year and a half, I completely changed my personality.
But it's not just Qi Feng's attitude that resents the most, but also the height of the other party.
Ling Ke had seen the photos, and could vaguely see that Qi Feng was growing taller, but it was not until he stood in front of him that he truly felt the difference between different growth rates.
The Qi Feng in front of him was already more than half a head taller than him!
They were about the same height a year and a half ago...
Now Ling Ke felt that he was not only mentally inferior, but also physically inferior.
There was a piano on the stage, Ling Ke went straight to the piano bench and sat down, tilting his head to look at Qi Feng with the same indifferent eyes.
He knew that his attitude was influenced by the other party, but he couldn't stop the inexplicable anger in his heart.
Qi Feng didn't care and asked him, "What are you playing?"
The boy's voice had a hoarseness that was unique to the voice changing period.
Ling Ke couldn't help but deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata."
Qi Feng nodded, put the violin on his shoulders and neck, and said, "Then you can play it, and I'll give you the music."
The tone of routine is particularly unpleasant.
Ling Ke raised his hand, took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and pressed the key.
The soothing tune slowly flowed out with the dancing of the ten fingers, and after a while, Qi Feng's violin sound also inserted, Ling Ke was taken aback by the sudden harmony, and when he was nervous, he played a wrong note.
Qi Feng also stopped immediately, looked at him blankly, and said, "Do it again?"
Ling Ke's face was slightly hot, and he didn't dare to be distracted.
Starting from the beginning, Qi Feng still played the violin in the same place, like slowly pouring coffee into milk, and it naturally blended into...
Ling Ke thought it was novel. This was the first time he was playing the piano, and there was a music by his side, and it sounded surprisingly good.
But this bright mood was quickly suppressed by Ling Ke's inner depression.
Unhappy, really unhappy.
Qi Feng doesn't even remember him, why is he the only one who can't forget his performance
Damn... like an idiot.
He was suddenly very grateful that he didn't recognize Qi Feng on QQ, and that he didn't call the other party's name rashly.
The harmonious sound of the piano continued, but Ling Ke was in a state of turmoil.
He didn't know what he was thinking. The next second, he didn't even know Qi Feng, so he just flicked his wrist and changed the song.
Qi Feng stopped the strings abruptly and stared at Ling Ke blankly. After listening for a while, he asked uncertainly, "Chopin's... 'Improvised Fantasia'?"
Ling Ke raised his eyebrows and admired Qi Feng's listening ability, but it was not surprising when he thought that the other party also learned the piano.
This is an amateur level 10 piece. Four months ago, Ling Ke practiced at home dozens of times a day.
Improv Fantasia begins with a climax, where fingerings, arpeggios, and big jumps spanning several octaves allow him to unbridled his emotions on the keys.
While playing, he tilted his head and glanced at Qi Feng, with a very childish provocation in his eyes.
—Come on, can you follow this song
- Didn't you forget me
-I'll pretend I don't know you too! never saw you!
Qi Feng raised his eyebrows, set up the strings, and started chasing Ling Ke's music.
Ling Ke panicked in his heart, as if he was in a hurry to get rid of the opponent, the more he played, the faster he played.
Qi Feng gave up following every small beat, and chose long notes, wrapping the beating notes one by one like silky silk, and following him closely. In less than a moment, the sound of the two of them successfully merged. together.
Ling Ke's heart was beating wildly, both excited and panicked, and there was a sense of frustration that was hard to get rid of.
Why does Qi Feng know everything, why is there such a perfect person in the world...
But at this point, he can no longer be willful, because he can't stop, the whole person seems to be completely wrapped by Qi Feng, and he can only follow the other party forward and forward... Forget where he is, forget himself Playing something, just instinctively sinking into this seamless ensemble.
Slowly, calm down.
I don't know if it was the sound of the piano that healed him, or whether it was Qi Feng's cooperation that healed him.
He even wanted to shed tears for this tacit understanding that didn't require any prior consultation.
Like a hang glider, after a storm...
A slow, steady descent.
Ling Ke was sweating all over his body, his brain was buzzing, and his fingers were still shaking involuntarily because he was playing too hard.
The end of the song was Qi Feng's end, and the other party also showed off a skill, with the body leaning back and forth, the posture was a mess.
Putting down the strings, his breathing was also a little short. Looking at Ling Ke, whose chest was also slightly heaving, Qi Feng raised the corners of his lips and said, "You play pretty well."
Ling Ke: "…"
After a while of silence, there was a burst of applause from the audience. Regardless of whether they had a "backstage" or not, they had already conquered everyone with their strength and perfect cooperation.
Jiang Ying and a few hosts next to each other looked at each other and seemed to have reached some consensus. She smiled and looked at them, followed by applauding: "It's alright, very good."
Unexpectedly, after Jiang Ying finished saying those words, Ling Ke suddenly stood up to face her and whispered, "I'm sorry, Teacher Jiang, this election, I choose... to abstain."
[Interlude]
Ling Ke: "I'm going to pretend I don't know you too!"
Qi Yu: "???"