Calm down! Calm down! Just assume that the audience is bullshit!

Wan Xiaofeng tried his best to relax a little.

He kept imagining it in his head.

The audience is something inhuman.

For example, the fat man over there who was wearing a white suit and looked like a dog, but in fact, a fat man with a fat belly was actually just a waste pig.

For example, Daisy who was staring at herself in the front row, her face was full of incredulity, and she even quietly pinched her long legs, but she was actually a black Persian cat who was only tickling.

"Huh?"

It's so crooked, and it's really much better.

Wan Xiaofeng, who finally calmed down, pulled out the hole flute from behind and gave Hu Xiaoyue a "start" look.

Hu Xiaoyue sat down suspiciously in front of the guzheng and began to tune it.

When Wan Xiaofeng saw that she had done it, he nodded and began to play his flute.

When his flute sounded, Hu Xiaoyue's hanging heart finally fell.

The performance of the two was still a little estranged at first, but after a short while, they seemed to have found the state of singing and playing at Hu Jihong's house that day.

The heart has a soul, and the piano is harmonious!

Wan Xiaofeng is very strange, no matter what time he cooperates with Hu Xiaoyue, he will feel extremely happy, and even the flute skills that are still half-baked have a feeling of being at home.

"Sword Like a Dream" was originally a song full of rivers and lakes.

When the two of them are dressed in ancient costumes, Qin Se and Ming, they always give people the feeling that they are heroes and heroes, smiling proudly.

The audience, who was originally noisy in the audience, closed their mouths.

looked at the heroes on the stage, and with the heart-warming music, they walked into a world of happiness and revenge.

Even Daisi, who was originally disdainful of Wan Xiaofeng, looked at Wan Xiaofeng a lot more pleasing to the eye.

The original unrepaired edges, with an ancient costume, coupled with the seemingly skilled flute skills, always have a feeling of freedom and uninhibitedness.

"Wan Xiaofeng, I'm really getting more and more curious about this guy. ”

Daisy rested her cheek with one hand, her eyes full of curiosity.

......

The performance of the two stopped after Hu Xiaoyue plucked the strings for the last time.

Listening to the applause from the audience, Wan Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Finally got over. ”

Hu Xiaoyue on the side, her face turned red, and she was obviously very excited.

She now feels that the whole process is too dreamy, and she can actually complete a piece at the Huzhou Opera House.

It was something she hadn't thought about before.

The declining traditional musical instrument has been featured in the famous opera house in China.

Before that, the people who could play here were undoubtedly the great powers of the world music circle.

And what about her Hu Xiaoyue?

A little-known college student has completed a fantastic thing, how can he not be excited.

She glanced at Wan Xiaofeng and found that the other party was smiling at herself, a very relaxed and natural smile.

So she laughed too.

In addition to them, Arthur also smiled.

He came to the middle of the stage and gave Wan Xiaofeng a hug.

"Dear Master Wan, your music always has a kind of magic that sublimates my soul, and I suddenly wanted to wander just now. ”

Wan Xiaofeng now knows that Arthur is no longer an ordinary Arthur.

When he heard the other party call him "master", he always felt a sense of irony.

"Arthur, please don't call me a master, or I'll be a sinner in the eyes of many. ”

Arthur understood what he meant.

Although Wan Xiaofeng is very talented, his talent is not known to most people, if he keeps calling him "master".

Then this kind of behavior will become a word in Huaxia.

"Kill!"

When Arthur realized this, he apologized to Wan Xiaofeng.

"Wan, my dear friend, I didn't think it through. ”

Wan Xiaofeng is always a little awkward when he listens to this "Wan", but as long as he is not a "master", everything is irrelevant.

"Then Arthur, my performance is over, and the stage is left for you!"

Wan Xiaofeng wants to get off the stage quickly, this stage is not a place for him, and the longer he stays, the more likely he is to make mistakes.

But Arthur stopped him.

"Wan! Did you forget that you still have a song that fascinates me?"

"And?"

Emma: I've said there are two of them.

It's a sad thing to dig a hole yourself and accidentally bury yourself.

Hu Xiaoyue on the side also added fuel to the fire.

"By the way, Brother Xiaofeng, don't you still have a piano solo? Then I'll go down first. ”

Wan Xiaofeng looked at the back of Hu Xiaoyue leaving, and his teeth itched with hatred in his heart.

The piano and flute ensemble just now has been played at a super level, and now there is another piano solo, isn't it life-threatening?

No, hurry up and think of a way.

Wan Xiaofeng recalled the time-traveling novels he had read over and over again in his brain, trying to find a solution to this problem from countless ancestors.

Don't say it, after he was silent for a long time, he really thought of a way out.

Wan Xiaofeng patted Arthur on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry Arthur, 'Autumn Whispers' won't be played today. ”

Hearing this, Arthur looked disappointed.

"Why? Wan, you know, I've wanted to hear you play "Autumn Whispers" since last year."

Wan Xiaofeng shook his head.

"Now is not the time, just after listening to your music, I got a lot of inspiration, my inspiration seems to come. ”

"You know, inspiration is such an important thing for people who love music, so I wanted to borrow the piano here and seize that inspiration. ”

"Wan, what do you mean!"

Wan Xiaofeng looked at Arthur who was surprised, and nodded lightly.

"I wanted to try to create my ideas right away. ”

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up!"

Arthur invited Wan Xiaofeng to the piano and waited for his creation with a look of anticipation.

The audience, like Arthur, wanted to see what Wan Xiaofeng could pop up.

After all, the recognition of a palace-level music master, and just listened to a good piece of his song, everyone was full of expectations.

You have to do enough to act.

Wan Xiaofeng first knocked a few notes intermittently, pretending to think about something as he tapped.

Arthur on the side blushed with excitement, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Not only him, but everyone present heard something.

After all, everyone present knows more or less about music.

In fact, Wan Xiaofeng is still quite proficient in this piece, but in order not to make people suspicious, he can only pretend to play while composing.

When he finished playing a "Moonlight Song" very incoherently.

Arthur's eyes lit up.

Perhaps others, just in the staccato notes, hear something ambiguous.

But as a top musician, he did hear a masterpiece that was timeless.

The first pass was intermittent.

Then the second pass is a coherence in the error.

When Wan Xiaofeng played the piano for the third time, he got used to it twice and started a perfect performance.

......