Lonely home.

At this time, the killing maniac had just finished reporting on the results of Dugu Shuoshi's treatment, and Dugu Evil Death listened calmly from beginning to end, until after the killing maniac finished speaking, Dugu Evil Death picked up the whiskey on the table and said: "Can't you be above others?

Dugu Shuoshi's death was forcibly suppressed by the authorities, perhaps, as Dugu Evil said, let time verify the final result.

……

Today is a special day for Supreme College, because today is the annual music festival of Supreme College, which is rare among colleges and universities in the country. Because Chen Yufeng arrived for the first time, he was personally named by the head teacher to perform a show. Chen Yufeng did not refuse, for music, Chen Yufeng's attainments in it are still extraordinary.

"What are you going to perform?" Xia Zhihan asked Chen Yufeng after class.

"Mr. Jiang Xianwei's "Gusu Xing". Chen Yufeng said.

"Gusu Xing" is a flute song composed by flute player and composer Jiang Xianwei in 1962, which is a classic bamboo flute song that is deeply loved by the masses. The title of the song means to visit Suzhou (known as Gusu in ancient times), and the whole song expresses the beautiful scenery of the ancient city of Suzhou and the happy mood of people when they visit. The melody is beautiful and cordial, the style is elegant and comfortable, the rhythm is relaxed and bright, and the structure is concise and complete, which is one of the representative pieces of the southern school of qudi.

"Well, it's challenging, Mr. Jiang Xianwei is known as the Oriental Magic Flute! I'm looking forward to your performance in the evening. Xia Zhihan said with some yearning.

"Then you'll have to wait and see. Chen Yufeng said with a smile.

……

The Grand Academy at night is unforgettable, especially at a music festival on a scale that is no less than a grand concert! You may never have been to the Golden Vienna Hall to listen to classical music, but here you can see a microcosm of it, no matter how obscure!

The festival is held in the largest auditorium of Supreme College, which can accommodate nearly 1,000 people, and the fan-shaped structure ensures that every student can clearly see the performers' words and deeds.

Although the performance has not yet begun, the auditorium is already full at this time, and even if they don't find seats, they are still standing in the aisles next to them, rubbing shoulders with each other, which shows how spectacular and eye-catching this concert is!

In the background, Chen Yufeng was staring at the jade flute in his hand, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time. This jade jade flute is the only gift given to him by Chen Yufeng's senior brother on Shu Mountain, and for a long time, this jade jade flute has not left him. However, since his senior brother's accident, Chen Yufeng has "hidden" this jade jade flute so as not to touch his sadness!

"Senior brother, senior brother, if you had followed my advice, you wouldn't have ended up like that!" Chen Yufeng couldn't stop sighing.

"This classmate, this jade flute is really exquisite!" Just as Chen Yufeng was thinking back to the past, he only heard an exclamation that pulled his thoughts back. I saw a well-dressed, handsome man, with a jade pendant around his waist standing beside Chen Yufeng, looking intently at the jade jade flute in Chen Yufeng's hand and praised.

"May I ask ...... you are" Seeing that a strange man had a strong interest in his jade jade flute, Chen Yufeng couldn't help but ask.

"Meet me, my name is Dusty Feiyang, a student in the third or fourth class of high school. The man said with a smile, personable.

"Dust flying!" Chen Yufeng was slightly startled, he didn't expect that the man in front of him was full of praise from Zhao Yuanzhi, and the leader of the Feiyun Group was dusty!

"My name is Chen Yufeng, and I have admired my name for a long time. Chen Yufeng also replied politely.

"It turned out to be classmate Chen, I have heard of your name for a long time, and when I saw it today, it was really a man who was famous and famous!"

Chen Yufeng raised his eyebrows and said: "Where is the fame? I have only been here for a long time, but I can't compare to you, classmate Chen! You are a popular figure in our college, or a school grass, and the person who chases you is like a carp crossing the river!" Chen Yufeng did not hesitate to praise himself, and praised the dust flying vigorously.

Dusty Feiyang ignored the sarcasm in Chen Yufeng's words, but changed the topic and asked, "What show is classmate Chen going to perform tonight?"

"Gusu line. Chen Yufeng replied.

"It's difficult, come on, you're the finale of your class. After saying that, the dust flew and was about to leave.

"The finale?" Chen Yufengzi smiled bitterly in his heart, and shouted at the dust: "What show are you performing?"

"Ancient poetry recitation, oh no, it's chanting. Dust flew back.

"Ancient poetry singing, is it? I'm looking forward to it!" Looking at the dusty back, a smile appeared on the corner of Chen Yufeng's mouth.

……

The festival has begun, and as the last light in the auditorium goes out, the much-anticipated show begins. There are many forms, there are those who play the guzheng, there are those who sing, there are those who play the piano, etc., it can be said that talents from all walks of life gather here, and the eight immortals cross the sea to show their magical powers. However, what made Chen Yufeng regret was that she didn't see Liu Qinghan's figure, maybe she didn't like this kind of occasion. As for Xia Zhihan, she is the host tonight.

"Next, let's invite the dusty student from the third and fourth classes of high school, who brought the ancient poem singing, the "Song of the Great Wind" by Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty. Xia Zhihan said in her crisp voice.

"Gale Song?" Chen Yufeng was surprised.

I saw the dust flying slowly walking to the front of the stage, smiling, light steps, looking very chic! This also made many girls in the audience who were just beginning to fall in love scream.

Dust cleared his throat and sang loudly: "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, Weijia is returning to his hometown, and the warriors are guarding the Quartet!"

Although "Song of the Great Wind" is only three short sentences, it is repeated and chanted three times. The voice is majestic, and Liu Bang's arrogance and domineering are vividly interpreted. The last sentence sang Liu Bang's deep worry and melancholy about the country's instability, which resonated with many people at the scene!

At the end of the performance, Dusty Flying bowed deeply, and then quietly walked off the stage. At this time, the audience was still intoxicated by the ancient poems just now.

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, and the power of one person is indeed like an ant, but if there is a strong wind to help, then there is a great opportunity to realize one's ambitions. With the strength of the good wind, it helps me to go to the clouds. Dust is flying, dust is flying, and here we go. Chen Yufeng thought.

"Mr. Chen, it's your turn to play. Dust flew to Chen Yufeng's side and said with a smile.

Chen Yufeng took out the jade jade flute and said in a low voice: "The wind is blowing, can it really be spotless?" After speaking, Chen Yufeng came to the stage, leaving a stunned look of dust.

Chen Yufeng walked up to the stage, looked at Xia Zhihan's encouraging eyes, smiled slightly, and then put the jade flute to his lips and played it.

"Gusu Xing" and "Dafeng Song" are two completely different styles, compared with the heroic and domineering of Dafeng Song, "Gusu Xing" is biased towards the gentleness of small bridges and flowing water. With the sound of the flute echoing in the auditorium, what is presented in front of the audience is a picture of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. Different from other regions, the pavilions and pavilions of Suzhou gardens, strange mountains and rocks, all of which are fascinating. Chen Yufeng's "Gusu Xing" does not have any skills on the tip of the tongue, and every note is exquisitely clear, jade and round. The flute of the southern school is played to the fullest, and it sounds like tasting the West Lake Longjing after the spring rain, which is mellow and sweet!

Dusty in the background was also shocked by Chen Yufeng's superb performance, looking at Chen Yufeng playing on the stage, Chen Yufeng said silently in his heart: "No matter what kind of wind blows, it is impossible to be truly spotless, so there are Ande warriors behind to guard the Quartet." Chen Yufeng, your Yutianmen and my Feiyun group will always have a winner. ”

When the last note fell, the audience stood up one after another and gave Chen Yufeng the warmest applause. For the audience, whether it is the dusty "Song of the Great Wind" or Chen Yufeng's "Gusu Xing", they are all wonderful sounds, bringing a brilliant stroke to tonight's music festival!

Chen Yufeng bowed deeply, turned around, and looked backstage, he found that Dust Feiyang didn't know when he left. Back backstage, Chen Yufeng saw a sentence left on a table: "The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, no matter how fierce the wind is, it will always dissipate into dust." I'm looking forward to it. ”

Chen Yufeng put away the jade flute, grabbed the piece of paper, shattered it with his internal strength, and said to himself: "The wind has passed without a trace, and the flying dust will indeed disappear eventually." ”

……

Just as the concert was about to end, in a remote corner of the auditorium, a sweet-looking woman was watching this unique performance from beginning to end. When watching Chen Yufeng leave the stage, the woman sighed: "You have grown, but I have fallen!

This woman is none other than Liu Qinghan!