Chapter Ninety-Seven: A Defeat

“OK,OK。 John shrugged his shoulders, then slowly stood up, and saw that it was John, not Beishu, and the old professors on the Huaxia side were all stunned.

"What does this mean? Beshu looks down on us? Don't even mean to make a move?"

"Like, what's going on with this John?"

Seeing that Bei Shu didn't even mean to make a move, his hands were pillowed behind his head, looking lazy, which made these students all angry and clenched their fists.

"This. He Ping took a deep breath, his face was pale, and he was very unsightly for a while.

These old professors also looked at each other for a while.

Jiang Yu'er frowned, it was all over, this Bei Shu also had no intention of making a move, he looked down on people, and he was too straightforward.

For a while, everyone in Huaxia couldn't hold it on their faces.

"This bastard!" Looking at John, who would appear, instead of Beshu, Gu Lan in the background couldn't help but clench his fists, and his pretty face turned a little red.

This is clearly looking down on her.

"I'll play a piano piece for you, Nocturne," John said with a slight smile as he walked out and sat down with a smile.

"Well, nocturne, this piece is extremely difficult in the piano. ”

"Yes, it is not easy to play "Nocturne" well, this John I have heard of, the piano he plays is actually famous in the United States, but it is covered by Beishu's talent, so it can't be revealed. ”

"yes, I see it hanging. ”

The students in the audience swallowed a mouthful of saliva, which would turn their heads to ear and whisper.

Seeing that John was going to play a nocturne, the professors in Mi Guona nodded one after another, showing approval on their faces, but on the Huaxia side, the faces of the professors were all strange.

"Nocturne"? Li Wenzhuyu is in front, this person still dares to speak out and play this?

The last time Li Wen sang a nocturne, it really amazed them for too long, and when I think about it, I still feel a shock, and the aftertaste is endless, almost overwhelming.

If you listen to other people's playing, I'm afraid you will feel bored.

This will, the professor on Huaxia's side, look at John's eyes with strange pity.

John had already played this meeting, but his scalp was tingling when he was watched by the tutor on Huaxia's side, "Shit, what are these Huaxia people thinking?"

The corners of John's mouth twitched, why did he dare to look at him like this?

But after a while, John could only play hard.

Nocturne, soothing and deep, with the silence of the night, the tune has a total of five twists, the playing is complex, and the player is required to have a very high level, which will be nocturne under this John, although not to say the peak, but it is also remarkable.

It's just that this will sound harsh to the ears of this Huaxia professor.

"What kind of thing is this?" Bai Yan held back a breath of anger, and after eating the world's delicacies, he was suddenly fed a mouthful.

The tastes of these professors have long been raised by Li Wen alone, how can you still listen to this mediocre "Nocturne"?

I still have the aftermath of the last time Levine played in my mind, how perfect it was, but this time I listened to John's "Nocturne", and I didn't feel that kind at all.

How can these professors still listen to this!

"Without this John's comparison, I really didn't know that Levine played so well last time. "An old professor is speechless, this will be restless, this low-profile version of nocturne, it is really uncomfortable for him to listen to.

"Is it such an exaggeration?" several professors looked at these people in amazement, they had never heard Li Wen play before.

"I'm listening to this nocturne, and it's okay. ”

Not to mention how good it is, three feet around the beam, at least it can be completely in the ears, and the music is also beautiful, how can this look at He Ping and Bai Yan, someone is eating-like expressions, constipation is not good.

I'll go, when did these people's tastes become so tricky?

"Ding. After the last note was played, John seemed to be immersed in his own world, "Perfect!

John said this to himself, but as soon as he looked up, his face froze.

only saw Huaxia's side, Qi Qi looked at him with silent and weird eyes, this look was almost naked disdain, and it actually made him full of confidence for a while, and when he saw the drum in his heart, he almost felt inferior.

"Wait, is that ugly what I just played?"

"How do you look at these Huaxia professors, it's like being tormented for fifteen minutes!" John's face turned red, and he felt embarrassed.

"Oh, shit! The aesthetic standards of the Chinese people are so high!"

A musician full of self-confidence, by these Chinese tutors, saw that his face turned red, and he went down with shame.

"Whew, it's really tormenting to finally go down. Bai Yan patted his chest, as if he had a feeling that he was about to have a heart attack.

"Damn, it's the first time I've found that "Nocturne" can be played so badly!"

“……”

The rest of the professors were speechless.

"Hey, why are the professors' expressions so painful?" The students below seemed to have discovered this heresy, and couldn't help but whisper.

"yes, yes, I think this John plays very well, but at least I think I'm far inferior. ”

Several of the students were discouraged.

John returned to his position, still a little unconscious, "God, Beshu, is my playing hard just now?"

John still can't imagine it, why are those Huaxia professors so disdainful when they look at him??

"No, it's okay. Bei Shu patted him on the shoulder, "Maybe you have to really practice again." ”

John's face turned redder and redder.

"Now, Miss Gouran is invited to play. The referee said, a word came out, Gu Lan in the background took a deep breath, and then walked out slowly with a guzheng in his arms.

Seeing Gu Lan, the eyes of these students below couldn't help but light up in unison.

On the referee's seat, Jiang Yu'er's eyes couldn't help but light up, and she turned her head to her assistant and said, "This girl has a good temperament, she can even be used as a star." ”

Jiang Yu'er said very seriously, it can be seen how high her evaluation of Gu Lan is!

Bei Shu whistled, only glanced at it and said, "Embroidered pillow." ”

"That's it. At this time, a car stopped at the entrance of the academy, He Nan immediately rushed down, looking at the conservatory, He Nan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "God, bless everything is still too late." ”

He Nan was nervous, Li Wen got out of the car, puffed out a puff of smoke, looked at the conservatory, and said lightly, "Then let's go." ”

With that, he walked into the conservatory.

And at this moment, inside the auditorium, looking at Gu Lan, who was nearing the end, He Ping was restless for a while, his palms were almost sweating, and he looked left and right and said, "What about people, why haven't people come yet?"

In the entire auditorium, the professor's side was almost suffocated, if Li Wen didn't come, he would lose today!

Could it be that they are just watching it today? For a while, their faces were flushed.

"Whew, that's it. On the side, Bei Shu watched Gu Lan play and couldn't help but say disdainfully.

"It's unremarkable!"

To borrow another sentence, in the eyes of geniuses, mediocrity is already the greatest sin. Bei Shu's face was contemptuous, Gu Lan's level was impossible to enter his eyes.

Looking at the audience, there is no one in the entire conservatory that he can look down on!

"Wow!" a hint of trill.

Gu Lan, who was playing on the stage, felt cold at this moment, because she was so nervous, her palms were sweating, but in the end, she didn't expect that she still made a mistake!

One note, obviously several degrees too off!

At this moment, I almost saw the professors in the United States frowning, although they didn't say anything, but the momentum of reproach was almost overwhelming.

At this moment, Gu Lan only felt that his face was burning red, and his mind was blank.

Then, a few more notes were played incorrectly!

"Hey. He Ping let out a long sigh, Bei Shu put too much pressure on people, in front of this genius, it is almost impossible for anyone to play well, without the same aura, tension itself is already a loss.

It's just that Gu Lan is like this, and He Ping's heart sank more and more.