Looking at the principal's serious face, Yuan Rongcheng was stunned and looked at the two photos on the table. I don't know why, Yuan Rongcheng suddenly flashed a trace of hesitation in his heart. Could it be that he really lost the piano duel at last party? But as soon as this thought came to mind, Yuan Rongcheng hurriedly shook his head.

No, it's impossible, how could I lose to Ye Fei? Wasn't the performance of the audience obvious last night? One applause was countless, and one applause was over. Yes, absolutely not!

Yuan Rongcheng's eyes became firm again, and then he grabbed the two photos on the desk, he wanted to see what the principal explained to him. On what basis did he Ye Fei get the first prize for last night's performance.

The background of both photos is a little dark, but Yuan Rongcheng can tell at a glance that this is last night's party, in the auditorium.

The photograph appears to have been taken from a camera on the right side of the auditorium, taking in the stage and a portion of the audience. Two photos, one is when Yuan Rongcheng is playing the piano on stage, and the other is when Ye Fei is performing. Holding two photos, Yuan Rongcheng looked at them for a long time, and he looked at them very carefully.

But Yuan Rongcheng still didn't find the explanation that the principal said. Why Ye Fei won the first award for performance, he still doesn't understand.

The principal behind the desk looked at Yuan Rongcheng's stiff face, sighed softly, and then spoke again: "Look at the guest seat next to me at that time!"

Hearing the principal's voice, Yuan Rongcheng couldn't help but look at the location of the principal in the photo out of the corner of his eyes. Suddenly, Yuan Rongcheng's hands trembled, and he stared blankly at somewhere in the photo. The guest seat next to the principal, there, two figures that are not very clear, and tear stains .......

Yuan Rongcheng immediately took out another photo and compared it with each other. That's right, when he was playing, the two of them seemed to be normal, but when Ye Fei played. Why, why do they cry?

Although Ye Fei's performance was not wonderful in Yuan Rongcheng's opinion, it was not to the point where it could make the audience cry in disgust. So, moved?

"No, it won't, it's impossible to ......!" Yuan Rongcheng shook his head, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he even gradually yelled: "It's impossible, I don't believe it!"

"Yuan Rongcheng!" Seeing that Yuan Rongcheng seemed to be about to "go crazy" again, the principal's face changed, and he screamed coldly.

was coldly scolded by the principal, Yuan Rongcheng's madness gradually dissipated, but his face was still full of disbelief, and he stared blankly at the two photos in his hand.

Looking at Yuan Rongcheng's appearance at this time, the principal's face gradually softened, sighed softly, and then said: "Yuan Rongcheng, I don't know much about the piano. ”

"But I've always believed that all cultures are the same at their deepest level. ”

"Whether it's piano, music, novels, movies, TV series, painting...... All of these things are the same in the end, which is to touch people's hearts. ”

"I think that no matter what kind of expression it is, whether it is a piano performance, a text publication, or a screen, these are just tools, and the ultimate meaning is that the author can touch and communicate with the viewer through these tools!"

"Through different expressions, the author conveys his feelings to the viewer!"

"Yuan Rongcheng, your piano is very good, and it delights everyone's auditory enjoyment, but. ”

Ye Fei, his music has begun to convey feelings, and he has already had a soul-level communication with the viewer through the sound of the piano. ”

In other words, his music has a soul of its own. ”

"Yuan Rongcheng, one is the level of auditory enjoyment, and the other is the level of soul touching, you say, did I make a wrong decision?" The last sentence, the principal even brought a gentle reprimand.

"No, it's impossible, it's impossible, I also listened to Ye Fei's piano yesterday, but why don't I feel anything, principal, you lied to me, you lied to me. Yuan Rongcheng yelled.

He still couldn't believe that Yuan Rongcheng also understood these truths, and this was also Yuan Rongcheng's lifelong pursuit. It can be said that if you can give your piano a soul, you have stepped into the holy realm of real music, and you are a real master.

He didn't believe it, he didn't believe what he hadn't been able to do, but Ye Fei had already done it.

Why, on what basis, how could a person like him do this?

But for these doubts about Yuan Rongcheng, the principal stared at Yuan Rongcheng's eyes: "Because your heart is not quiet, because your heart is covered by anger, because you have never regarded Ye Fei as a real opponent from your heart!"

"So, you can't feel it!" The principal shook his head and sighed: "Yuan Rongcheng, I have always told you before, you are the pride of our top ten, even now, you are still so!"

"Your attainments in the piano have surpassed most people in the country, but. ”

"There are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky, you should understand this truth. ”

"Yuan Rongcheng, your piano can be said to have reached the highest level of performance and pleasant hearing, so you must also start to pursue a higher realm. ”

"Go find your own piano soul, I believe in you, you will be able to find it. ”

"Yuan Rongcheng, now because of you, the tenth middle school is famous in the entire Shaoxi, and even the entire Nanhu. However, I hope that in the future, the reputation of the Ten High School will shine in the whole country and even the world because of you!"

Listening to the principal's words, Yuan Rongcheng's face gradually quieted down, his eyes began to stabilize, and he looked at the two photos in his hand. The blurred tear stains .......

But after a long time, Yuan Rongcheng raised his head, stood up, looked at the principal, and bowed gently: "Principal, thank you for your enlightenment, I understand, I will go to pursue my piano soul, I will definitely strive to reach that level!"

"Now, I am proud of the ten, and in the future, I will make the ten middle school proud of me!"

Looking at Yuan Rongcheng, who had returned to normal, the principal's heart was also relieved, and a look of relief appeared on his face: "Yuan Rongcheng, I'm relieved that you can think like this!"

However, as soon as the principal's voice fell, Yuan Rongcheng raised his head slightly, and a determined look flashed in his eyes: "But principal, I still don't believe that I lost yesterday's piano duel." ”

"When I took on the challenge, I said that the piano duel between me and Ye Fei would be judged by 3,000 teachers and students in the school. ”

"Then, I apply now, and I'm going to have a school-wide vote to decide whether I and Ye Fei win or lose!"

The principal was stunned ......!

The next morning, Ye Fei finally got out of bed, and when he saw it, it was already half past seven. Ye Fei was in a hurry, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and then ran all the way, and finally arrived at the school before eight o'clock. When passing by the school gate, there were many people on the school bulletin board, but it was about to be late at this time, and Ye Fei was not usually a person who liked to join in the fun. So I didn't care, and went straight to the teaching building. When he rushed to the classroom and threw himself on his desk, Ye Fei finally felt relieved, fortunately, he was not late.

At this moment, suddenly a smiling little face appeared in front of Ye Fei, looking at that smiling face, Ye Fei really watched it so closely for the first time, and his first reaction was that his skin was so ......good.

However, after a while, Ye Fei finally reacted, why was the smile on his face so strange, Ye Fei couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"What, Qiqi, why are you looking at me like this?" Ye Fei smiled a little awkwardly.

Zhou Yaqi had a strange smile on her face, and after a while, Zhou Yaqi slowly spoke: "The first prize of the party performance, amazing!"

Ye Fei was completely confused by the inexplicable words, but soon Zhou Yaqi explained it to Ye Fei, and Ye Fei was dumbfounded. What, I won the first prize for the performance at last party? Ye Fei blinked vigorously to make sure that he had heard correctly, and even quietly pinched his thigh to confirm that he was not still dreaming. Ye Fei's eyes were glazed, this, what's going on?

At this time, some other students also gathered around, greeting and congratulating. Suddenly surrounded by many people, Ye Fei really couldn't react for a while.

At this time, another person suddenly rushed into the classroom, and his loud voice immediately roared: "Big news, big news, I saw on the school bulletin board just now that the school opened two ballot boxes because of the piano duel between Ye Fei and Yuan Rongcheng, and a notice was posted. ”

"It is said that the 3,000 teachers and students of the school will participate in the vote, choose their favorite piano performance, and decide the final victory!"

"What? What, the first prize of the performance was given to Ye Fei, doesn't this mean that Ye Fei should win?"

A student next to him immediately became puzzled: "Well, when I came to school, I seemed to see Yuan Rongcheng go to the Academic Affairs Office after seeing the announcement of the first award in the performance, I don't know if it's because of this!"

Immediately, someone said thoughtfully: "No, Yuan Rongcheng, that guy!"

"......!"

Someone next to him immediately helped Ye Fei report the injustice, obviously the school's announcements were posted, and Yuan Rongcheng actually made these things. However, speaking of which, everyone was really surprised that Ye Fei won the first prize for the performance, coupled with the comparison of the applause after the performance of the two last night, everyone suddenly felt that Yuan Rongcheng would do this, and it didn't seem to make sense.

"However, Ye Fei is our classmate, we must support it, since the school is voting, who is afraid of whom, we all support you, Ye Fei, I also have friends in other classes, I call on them to support you!"

"Yes, Ye Fei, don't be afraid, we support you!"

"Well, I'll go find those guys!"

Countless solidarity poured in without Ye Fei saying anything. However, Ye Fei couldn't cry or laugh, this, that, he really didn't care about the first prize of the performance, not to mention the victory or defeat of the piano duel. He attended the Christmas party just for Xiaoxue's wish. Other things, Ye Fei really didn't look at them.

But since it is everyone's intention, and they have already said so, of course Ye Fei can't refuse, otherwise it will really hurt people. Forget it, whatever, anyway, even with everyone's support, it's impossible for you to win.

I have classmates, is Yuan Rongcheng a loner? Besides, he is famous in school, and there are many girls who like him.

Girls can hold up half the sky, and how many boys are influenced by girls. Therefore, in Ye Fei's opinion, this vote is really just redundant, and even Ye Fei himself doesn't think he can win Yuan Rongcheng. Forget it and let it be. Ye Fei wanted to open it very much.

……

As the time slowly came to eight o'clock, the late and late students gradually arrived, and the news of the school's vote for the piano duel gradually spread throughout the campus.

At the end of the first class, countless people poured out of the classroom, and at this time, most of them were just standing in the corridor outside the classroom, looking at the two large ballot boxes in front of the bulletin board below.

Voting rules, voting must be written on their own name class, each person is limited to one vote, and the final number of votes will determine the victory or defeat of the piano duel. At this time, dozens of people suddenly appeared in front of the billboard, and they were all Ye Fei's classmates.

As they said before, although they also felt that Ye Fei's performance didn't seem to be as good as Yuan Rongcheng's, Ye Fei was their classmate after all. So who does not support Ye Fei Suddenly, thirty or forty took the piece of paper with his name written on it and threw it into the box belonging to Ye Fei. But at this time, fifty or sixty people also poured out on the other side of the teaching building.

As Ye Fei said, he has the support of his classmates, and Yuan Rongcheng will never have a worse relationship than himself. But fortunately, although it seems to be in the "hostile camp", people on both sides are greeting each other.

Many of them were classmates from former junior high school, and the vote seemed to most to be just a little entertainment out of boredom.

Besides, Ye Fei and Yuan Rongcheng are not as good as those film and television stars, who can attract fanatical fans. And as Ye Fei and Yuan Rongcheng finished voting, the ballot box fell into a cold field for a while.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the rest of the class finally walked up to the bulletin board. A boy, who was far away, didn't know whether he was handsome or not, I saw him holding a piece of paper with his name written on it, and then put it into Yuan Rongcheng's ballot box without hesitation.

Subsequently, one after another, some boys also came over. At the end of the first class, ten minutes later, about 100 people participated in the voting.

However, in this, except for the more than 30 votes cast for him by Ye Fei, the others all belong to Yuan Rongcheng. Standing in the corridor, looking at the voting results, Ye Fei sighed silently in his heart.

This is just the beginning, but it should already represent a trend. Even if Ye Fei didn't have any hope of winning from the beginning, seeing this result, Ye Fei still couldn't help but feel a little empty.

It turns out that the emptiness can be a little uncomfortable!