Chapter 027: Memory Loss?
"Poof!"
In the midst of the suffocation, someone accidentally burst out laughing, "I'll go, can I understand that Xia Fan is openly admitting defeat?" ”
This sentence undoubtedly spoke the hearts of many people, and just when everyone was about to applaud, and Lu Wei had already shown a disdainful expression.
Xia Fan then added with a smile: "However, I will definitely not lose to you." ”
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in an instant.
"I'll go, Xia Fan, this guy has been participating in the school celebration, why does it seem that he has changed his sex, and he has become so arrogant all of a sudden?"
"Yes, I haven't even been to the exam, so I dare to say such a thing......"
"I always feel that he has been completely different from before recently, especially high-profile!"
"Is there something stimulated by it?"
"However, high-profile and arrogant also require strength......"
Most of the people at the scene felt the changes in Xia Fan at this moment, which was much more obvious than when the school celebrated, and these words were the most intuitive expression.
Before that, not only would he not come to the battle, but he was probably just silent in the face of everyone's ridicule.
"This guy ......"
Yu Yiyan is the person who has been closer to Xia Fan recently, and her feeling is clearer, this guy looks much more confident than before, but I don't know if he has the strength to match this confidence.
"Giggles, not to mention how this school is, the people in the school are quite interesting......
Liang Xiaolei in the back row bent the corners of her mouth slightly and muttered with interest.
On this trip, the brim of her baseball cap was relatively low, only half of her face was exposed, and she was dressed very low-key, standing in the crowd was not very eye-catching, otherwise with her face and Yu Yiyan's face, just such a slightly cynical smile could make the hearts of all the boys tremble.
In the midst of discussions.
"Hehe, I'm not ashamed!"
The confident smile on Lu Wei's face was a little stronger.
He only knows a person who has not even taken the piano level, then he is not even an beginner at all, how can he be compared to him?
"Hopefully you'll play a finished track and don't let me win too unfulfilling."
Speaking even more disdainfully, Lu Wei gave up the stool.
……
Xia Fan smiled coldly and sat down with a big grin.
But unlike Lu Wei, he has no professional training in this area, and [Elementary Piano Technique] only provides him with help with fingering, just like [Elementary Singing Technique], it only helps him improve his vocal ability.
Therefore, he sat casually and made a judgment.
"Lu Wei looked at the style of a musician when he sat down, why did Xia Fan's sitting posture look completely like a trivial otaku chatting on the Internet......
"Hahaha, it seems that Xia Fan really hasn't learned the piano, so there's no need to compare."
"Obviously not, I have to compare the piano with Lu Wei, Xia Fan is indeed a little too self-conscious."
Even students who don't know much about it have made such comments, not to mention Zhao Hehua, who can definitely be called an authority in FC City in this regard.
“……”
Although Zhao Hehua didn't say anything, her wrinkled face already showed a look of disappointment, and she shook her head helplessly.
"Is this guy here to be funny?"
Liang Xiaolei also said that she couldn't understand Xia Fan's thoughts a little.
"Let's go."
Yu Yiyan directly pulled up the table that accompanied her, and was ready to leave.
"Don't worry, it's still early for class anyway, so I'll watch it for a while."
Blocked by her peers, although she barely left, she picked up her mobile phone and tossed it, obviously her attention was no longer on this competition.
It's in the midst of such discussions.
"Wow,—"
A string of pure notes suddenly sounded, the sound was smooth and soft, not at all like the "Town Under the Moon" that Lu Wei played just now, but it composed a melody that made everyone unconsciously close their mouths.
Anyone has to admit that this is a beautiful rhythm, giving people a faint sense of sadness, somewhat similar to the feeling when I first heard "You at the Same Table" before, but it is not an artistic conception at all.
"This is really Xia Fan's pop-up!?"
Everyone looked at Xia Fan, who was not sitting gracefully, in disbelief.
"Hehe, even if you really know how to play, with the difficulty of this piece, it's still impossible to beat me......"
Although Lu Wei was also taken aback, this gentle rhythm does not require too high performance skills, and the difficulty of his "Town Under the Moon" cannot be compared at all.
He could only comfort himself like this.
At this moment, Xia Fan's eyes had closed slightly, and he seemed to have completely entered his own world, and the people and things in the music classroom had nothing to do with him.
The music still reverberated slowly in the classroom, and the tone began to gradually increase, layer after layer.
That faint sadness is gradually transformed into a faint exhilaration, just like a person who has experienced setbacks stands up in sadness, puts on a pair of wings for himself, unloads the vicissitudes and heaviness of the world, and staggers to the sky, he has a persistent and brave heart, turning into wings to give him the power to chase his dreams.
This feeling continues to tug at everyone's heartstrings.
I have to admit that although Lu Wei's "Town Under the Moon" just now is not low, the content he wants to express is still too far away from these students who have not experienced the war, and they can't understand the emotion.
However, this piece of music gives everyone a completely different kind of intimacy and calm.
Someone also closed their eyes to the melody of the music.
They feel the endless blue sky, imagine themselves walking in a field full of flowers, breathing in the fragrance of the earth, imagining the birds flying freely, listening to the crisp birdsong, getting in close contact with the grass, feeling the warmth, imagining the floating white clouds...... In short, all good things.
And their arms seem to have turned into wings, and each of them has dreamed that they are a little bird that can fly into the sky of their dreams, just like the dream in their hearts is awakened again.
"It's ......"
In this simple melody, diverse interpretation and far-reaching artistic conception, the wrinkles on Zhao Hehua's face seem to have become less, but the brows have not been smoothed.
She is trying her best to think about the world famous songs she has heard, there is no mistake, she has heard countless tunes in her life, and she has long been able to judge that the absolute artistic conception of this song has reached the level of world famous songs, and it is impossible to be nameless.
But she couldn't think of its name anyway, and even wondered if her memory had deteriorated because of age.