Song Yu came to the auditorium early. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Today is the music exchange competition, as his home field, this is a great opportunity to communicate with Ling Ziqing.

For today, he has been preparing for more than a month.

"Ziqing, today's exchange competition is going to be hard for you." Seeing Ling Ziqing coming over, Song Yu immediately greeted him.

"I'm just a little helper, and what I really need is you, the president of the music club." Ling Ziqing smiled slightly.

"For Zhongda's sake, this is as it should be!" Song Yu patted his chest and said, it's just an exchange competition, he, the president of the music club, has come forward, and he must have won it in minutes.

"We've won!" Wang Xiaoxuan looked at Song Yu with a pair of big eyes, in her eyes, Song Yu, who is handsome, rich, and has musical cells, is a typical Prince Charming.

"Don't be careless, after all, this time the other party is also well prepared." Although Song Yu said this, his tone was full of pride, and he looked like he was winning.

"Song Yu is right, Ziqing, you must go all out later!" Wang Xiaoxuan said excitedly.

"Of course." Song Yu glanced at Ling Ziqing, "Ziqing, don't worry, the victory will definitely belong to us!" ”

"Hmm." Ling Ziqing nodded lightly, reluctant to continue, "I'll go and prepare first." ”

"Ziqing, wait for me!" Wang Xiaoxuan glanced at Song Yu quite reluctantly, and then quickly followed Ling Ziqing.

Looking at Ling Ziqing's back, Song Yu's face showed a hint of fanaticism.

"Ling Ziqing, you are definitely my Song Yu's!"

Putting down the things in his hand, Song Yu entered a state of preparation, and for people who have reached his level, the so-called temporary cramming is no longer of any use.

"Ziqing, aren't you already ready?" Wang Xiaoxuan caught up with Ling Ziqing quite puzzled.

"It's not a bad thing to be prepared." Ling Ziqing said softly, she didn't say that she didn't like to talk to Song Yu very much, Wang Xiaoxuan would definitely tell Song Yu after hearing it.

Saying bad things about people behind his back like this, Ling Ziqing didn't like it very much.

"Really?" Wang Xiaoxuan didn't think so deeply, she turned her head to look outside, and a look of disgust suddenly appeared on her face, "That hillbilly actually came over too!" ”

"Huh?" Ling Ziqing turned his head and looked in the direction of Wang Xiaoxuan, just in time to see Zuo Yang and Chu Changhe.

"Is that him?" Ling Ziqing finally remembered why he felt that Zuo Yang was a little familiar, it turned out to be the duo that would appear no matter what the activity was.

"Can the hillbilly understand this kind of concert?" Wang Xiaoxuan shook her head, thinking that it was better for Song Yu, and the comparison between the two was completely the same as heaven and earth.

"Music knows no borders." Ling Ziqing shook her head gently, she clearly knew the temper of this good friend, and she didn't say anything more.

Outside the Great Hall.

"Can you let me go by myself?" Zuo Yang said to Chu Changhe very helplessly.

was pulled all the way by Chu Changhe, and the eyes of many people around him were wrong, and Zuo Yang wanted to cry a little without tears.

"It's here, can you just put up with it?" Chu Changhe didn't let go, for fear that Zuo Yang would slip away directly in the next moment.

finally came to the auditorium, but found that it was already full of places, so I had no choice but to stand in a relatively high place.

Zuo Yang has always thought that he doesn't have any music cells, and coming here hungry is to find guilt.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, the lights on the stage began to dim, and then several students slowly walked out of the backstage.

"These are students at Chinese schools outside the university town." Chu Changhe introduced, "The music cell is quite good. ”

Zuo Yang shrugged his shoulders and watched these people introduce themselves one by one.

"Hello everyone, I am Song Yu, the president of Zhongda Music Club, and I am very happy to participate in this music exchange competition with Zhongda and Chinese University." Song Yu picked up the microphone and gushed out, "As the host, I decided to play a march to welcome the arrival of our friends from foreign Chinese universities. ”

"This guy is quite showy." Zuo Yang shook his head, and he didn't like Song Yu's character at a glance.

A heavy piano was lifted up, and Song Yu took a deep breath and began to play.

I have to say that his skills are still quite good, and at the end of the song, the applause was thunderous, and Song Yu walked off the stage very satisfied.

"Thank you very much for Song Yu's playing, and we also decided to play a song to repay Zhongda's enthusiasm."

On the side of the Chinese university, there was also a student on the stage, still the same piano, and when the piano sounded, the faces of everyone present changed.

The song is exactly the same as Song Yu's just now, there is no change at all, but in all the details, it is completely better than Song Yu just played!

As soon as it opened, the other party came directly to the door!

Song Yu's face was quite ugly, he wanted to use his strength to suppress the University of Foreign Chinese Affairs first, but he didn't expect to be slapped hard by the other party.

At the end of the song, the audience was extremely silent.

The atmosphere gradually became solemn.

"I'm not very familiar with the piano, so I may not play it well, so please forgive me." After Xu Ning finished playing, the man didn't forget to add.

"Bang bang."

Song Yu's face was beaten in a particularly painful way.

"It's really bad!" Song Yu walked onto the stage with a gloomy face, "Playing the piano requires feelings!" ”

"Really? Then please play it and let's look for our own mistakes. Xu Ning said with a smile.

"Look!" Song Yu put down his hands and played the famous song "Moonlight".

It's just that Song Yu's mentality is out of order, and before he changes, he may still be able to play a trace of artistic conception.

Today, it's a mess.

"This song is so good." Wang Xiaoxuan in the audience looked intoxicated, I don't know if it's because the song is good or because of Song Yu's artistic conception, or if this is Song Yu playing.

"Song Yu lost." Ling Ziqing sighed, anyone with a discerning eye could see that in terms of mentality, Song Yu lost.

The president of the music club has not even been able to support the second round.

"How so!" Wang Xiaoxuan was a little unconvinced.

"Who made him so fond of going up and fighting with others first, it's no wonder if he doesn't lose!" A voice came from not far away.

Wang Xiaoxuan immediately turned her head and saw that it was the hillbilly who said, and her heart became even more angry.

"You know what! Just you, a hillbilly, still know the piano? I hate people like you who talk a lot of nonsense offstage, do you know how hard it is to learn the piano? It's so powerful, you can do it! ”