The voice fell, and Xiao Sheng rang out.

The voice was low, but it went straight into the sky, and in just one minute, everyone suddenly felt that the hot weather had become mild, and there was a feeling like a spring breeze.

A minute later, the wind really picked up.

It's just that the wind is very soft, very light, with a faint smell of parting, this sadness, so that everyone can't help but think of the scene when they parted with their loved ones, and sobbing began to appear in the crowded crowd.

But then Xiao Sheng suddenly changed and became happy.

Parting is for the next reunion.

When we meet again, there is always endless joy.

Many people burst into tears and laughed, but there were also people with ugly faces, that is, Bai Ziyang and the experts.

What is the highest level of music, that is, it can affect the emotions of the listener, and make people's mood change with the change of music.

He Zhifeng is very standard, but it is only a standard, and it is far from this scenario.

What's more, the cheerful Xiao Sheng in the second half of this is something he doesn't know, that is, the second half of Zhou Yang's mouth.

"Bring me my harp. He Zhifeng looked at the people below.

The man was stunned, and immediately took out the guqin from the box and put it in front of He Zhifeng.

He Zhifeng plucked the strings, but it was not played in conjunction with Zhou Yangqin, but a melody that was completely opposite to Zhou Yang's tune, full of a solemn atmosphere.

Zhou Yang smiled faintly, he knew what He Zhifeng wanted to do, it was nothing more than wanting to use his piano sound to affect his rhythm.

This is a kind of PK between musicians, people with a high level will not be affected by people with a low level, but people with a low level will be affected by the rhythm of their opponents, and in the end they can't make a song.

The sound of the piano kills with the meaning of Jin Ge Iron Horse, this is He Zhifeng's best Guangling San, he wants to use this song to defeat Zhou Yang.

But after three minutes in a row, Zhou Yang's tune was still cheerful, and it was not affected by the sound of the piano in the slightest.

And the low sound was not suppressed by the crisp sound of the piano, and it still spread to everyone's ears.

After a while, everyone forgot the sound of the piano and fell into the artistic conception of Xiao Sheng again.

He Zhifeng was a little anxious, and his fingers moved faster.

But no matter how he used the means, Zhou Yang's Xiao Sheng was like a heaven and earth, full of inclusive power.

"When ......"

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and the strings between He Zhifeng's fingers broke, and even his fingers were popped with blood.

After a while, the sound of Xiao slowly fell, but it still echoed between heaven and earth.

What is the aftermath of the three days.

Everyone finally realized it.

The sound seems to stop in people's hearts, and the melody lingers for a long time.

After a brief silence, the crowd began to applaud, followed by enthusiastic applause, and finally it became a torrential rain, wave after wave.

"There is parting to get together, there is sadness to have joy, there is life to die, this is the real way of music, the way to embrace all things, do you understand?". Zhou Yang looked at He Zhifeng and said lightly.

At this moment, Zhou Yang seemed to be a little different in the eyes of everyone.

There are no fluttering robes, and there is no long hair dancing in the wind, but it seems to be integrated into nature, and it looks so ethereal, just like this heaven and earth, which is clearly in front of you, but it seems that it is completely untouchable.

The applause gradually fell, He Zhifeng was not speaking, although he didn't want to admit it, but he did lose, Zhou Yang not only played a complete tune, but also defeated him in the musical realm.

If you don't accept it, you can't.

"I know that Brother Fairy's ability is real, what an expert, eat. ”

"That's right, obviously I stole the fairy brother's song and beat it upside down, despicable. ”

"To support the fairy brother, the top ten young people in China must have a fairy brother. ”

"The selection of the top ten young people is simply a gimmick made up by these rich people, they are all rich second generations, what kind of outstanding young people are they. ”

"Relying on a rich father to become one of the top ten youths, we won't admit it, and the top ten young people are still about the same. ”

For a while, the audience was excited, and the top ten young people were collectively sprayed.

The original Top Ten Young People in China were officially recognized, because they were recognized by referendum.

But now after today's events, if Zhou Yang is not selected, then the top ten young people will become a joke, not to mention that the official will not recognize it, and even the society will not recognize it.

Bai Ziyang's face is pale, and the identity of the top ten outstanding young people is a sign of his walk in China, if he doesn't have this title, he is at most a high-level rich second generation.

But now the top ten young people have been sprayed into the top ten squirts.

"Hmph, I admit the identity of the music master, but some people say that he is also a master of calligraphy and painting and a master of carving, isn't this a bit too, is he still omnipotent?" Bai Ziyang roared angrily.

"That's right, as the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, I am also very unconvinced. A white-bearded old man said disdainfully.

"Brother Yao, can't you even do what I say?" said Shen Chongshan, who was not far away.

"Brother Shen, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that everyone has selfish intentions, and it's not appropriate for you to recommend him as a master of calligraphy and painting because of your own selfish desires. Master Yao said and walked onto the stage.

Only after Master Yao took the stage, the audience was quiet.

"What, do you want to try my calligraphy and painting skills?" Zhou Yang said with a smile.

"As the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association, it is my responsibility to verify the authenticity of each painter. ”

Master Yao beckoned as he spoke, only to see the two of them walking up carrying the table.

"There are four treasures of the study room here, I will paint a picture first, you will copy it, as long as you can imitate three points of similarity, I will recognize your identity. Master Yao looked at Zhou Yang and said provocatively.

"It's so old, and it's uncomfortable to come here, okay, I'll give you a chance. Zhou Yang shook his head and said.

"Hmph, don't do it. ”

Master Yao snorted coldly, picked up the problem and started.

Everyone calmed down and waited quietly.

After about fifteen minutes, Master Yao put down the brush, and the two grinding students picked up the painting and showed it to everyone.

I saw that this was an ink painting of lilies, which looked lifelike.

Everyone couldn't help nodding, such a level is not the vice president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association.

"Zhou Yang, you can start. Master Yao glanced at Zhou Yang and said disdainfully.

"Start ......"

Zhou Yang smiled, and then said, This paper is too small, bring me a big one, three meters long and one meter wide.

Three meters long and one meter wide!

For a while, everyone was in an uproar.

With such a large piece of paper, what exactly does Zhou Yang want to draw?

"I'll let you copy it, what do you want such a big piece of rice paper for?" Master Yao said unhappily.

Zhou Yang shook his head and smiled: "Your level is not qualified for me to imitate." ”

"Yellow-mouthed child. Master Yao scolded.

"Brother Fairy, the paper you asked for is here. ”

At this time, I saw a few students walking over with a roll of rice paper.

"Brother Fairy, we are from the School Calligraphy and Painting Association, can you sign for me?" said a female student with a ponytail.

"Of course you can, where can I sign it?" Zhou Yang wondered.

"That's it...... Just sign it on my shoulder strap. The schoolgirl blushed and pulled the clothes off her shoulders.

Zhou Yang secretly wondered if the current students were so open, this was still under the watchful eye, if no one was directly signed on the bra.

After signing the two big characters of the dragon flying and phoenix dance, Zhou Yang returned the pen to the female student, and then picked up the brush and looked at the long rice paper on the ground.

"Teacher, I'll give you the ink. ”

"Sir, I'll give you a paperweight. ”

Shen Chongshan and Cao Zhengqi walked up as they spoke, one grinding ink and the other paperweight, and Master Yao blew his beard angrily and stared.

"Brother Shen, you are also a master in the world of calligraphy and painting, and you actually called a yellow-haired boy teacher, and also gave him ink, which is simply insulting. Master Yao said aura.

"Brother Yao, you should understand what it means to be the first to achieve, Zhou Yang's Chinese painting attainments are far above me, how can I insult Sven when I worship him as a teacher, it is better than some people who claim to be artists, but secretly do the business of taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others. ”

In the face of Master Yao's insults, Shen Chongshan fought back mercilessly.

"You ......" Master Yao was immediately furious, but he was speechless for a while, although he really didn't believe that Zhou Yang could paint, but he did accept Bai Ziyang's money to come here to demolish Zhou Yang, otherwise he would have nothing to do when he was full, and he would come to this troubled water.

"Hmph, such a big piece of paper, I'd like to see what he's going to draw. ”

Zhou Yang looked back at Master Yao, "I think your lily painting is okay, but it's too monotonous and only shapeless." ”

"Yes, let me see how you are not monotonous, how artistic conception is. Master Yao said disdainfully.