Two girls the size of peas were dressed in Hanfu with wide clothes and large sleeves, and the smaller peas looked eccentric with two pigtails on their heads.

Older girls have their hair hanging down on their shoulders and have a beautiful temperament.

'Hula! ’

On the stage, Mu Hanfeng sat cross-legged, and the spotlight shone on his body, outlining the delicate lines of his face, with a trace of legacy and independent style!

At this moment, Mu Hanfeng suddenly opened his eyes, and the last picture that stayed in his mind was a girl with two pigtails crying and crying, and his grandfather's low roar full of anger.

Adults never know how much they can hurt two young children with a single angry word when they are angry.

"Let's go, don't meet this stupid girl again!"

Such words were firmly imprinted in the young Gu Sangyu's heart, and the words 'stupid girl' and 'not meeting' made Sangyu extremely aggrieved.

The Mu family and the Gu family have never had any intersection since that time, even if Mu Hanfeng's grandfather died.

On the huge stage, Mu Hanfeng sat cross-legged in the center of the stage, and a spotlight shrouded her and Qin under it.

Under everyone's gaze, Mu Hanfeng opened a small box beside him, took out the prosthetic armor and put it on himself one by one.

The movements were not hurried, and the more than 1,000 people in front of him did not seem to exist, except for when recalling childhood memories from beginning to end, Mu Hanfeng's delicate face never had any superfluous movements.

"This is the goddess, every move reveals a calming and charming charm!"

was completely different from the previous reaction, and the students could all watch Mu Hanfeng's slow motion stupidly.

"What tracks does Senior Sister Mu play? Is it a fishing boat singing at night, or a mountain flowing water"

"I guess it's a jackdaw!"

"It's also possible that Izumi Lotus."

Some students who knew about the guzheng, or were also proficient in the guzheng, looked at Mu Hanfeng as if they were pilgrimage, and they whispered and guessed.

One by one, the classic songs of amazing difficulty popped out of the mouths of these people, and the expression was very relaxed and casual!

In the eyes of these people, this kind of repertoire that ordinary people can't play is suitable for a big bull like Mu Hanfeng.

'Zheng Zheng'

I saw Mu Hanfeng raise his right hand and pluck the strings at will, the smooth sound poured out, the echo cover on the stage was opened, and the most perfect sound quality echoed throughout the theater.

It's just a casual and free play, but a simple audition makes everyone in the room excited.

Everyone moved their buttocks, and their whole bodies were no longer stuck in their seats like the old man, but their buttocks were only half glued, and their bodies naturally relaxed and sat up straight, with extremely focused expressions.

The stage was high above the ground, and Mu Hanfeng's deep eyes glanced at Gu Sangyu, who was sitting below, intentionally or unintentionally, and made a decision in his heart.

'Zheng Zheng'

Ten slender fingers plucked over the strings, and a beautiful sound like a clear spring came from the zither!

Guzheng, also known as Han Zheng, Qin Zheng, Yao Zheng, Luan Zheng, is a Zheng instrument in the traditional musical instruments of the Han nationality, which belongs to plucked instruments. It is one of the unique and important national musical instruments of China!

Since ancient times, there have been four arts of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, among which the qin refers to the guzheng.

'Zheng Zheng Zheng'

Mu Hanfeng's fingers were like dexterous and light butterflies, and his eyes were extremely focused.

The sound of the piano touched the softest place in the hearts of every audience at the first time, and the beautiful sound seemed to be mixed with a wisp of resentment.

"Is this it?"

"How could it be this tune!"

"Is it a return to the basics?"

One of the students who had been guessing the repertoire suddenly shuddered at the first moment the piano sounded.

Is this piece too difficult?

"It's not a ninth level or even more difficult track," a girl had a complicated face and whispered, "It's just the most basic introductory track in the first-level repertoire - Poppy." ”

"It's just that all those who play the guzheng will know the repertoire!"

"Is it because it's back to basics? The simpler the track, the better it shows the level! ”

Beside him, a boy was stunned, then nodded in agreement with his reasoning.

A little far away from these people, where the people were during the day, Gu Sangyu, who had been hanging his head, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Mu Hanfeng on the stage who was worshiped by everyone without blinking.

"Sister Mu, what does this poppy mean?"

A girl with two pigtails on her head half-knelt beside another girl, looked at Sister Namu cross-legged and playing the guzheng, and asked curiously.

The little brain didn't understand the meaning of the grievance and tactfulness revealed in the song, but guessed that it must be about a woman as beautiful as her mother based on the literal meaning of the poppy.

"Poppy is a poem written by an emperor in ancient times when he was caught by bad guys."

When the last note fell, Sister Mu in the little girl's mouth explained in a similar way.

Saying that, in Gu Sangyu's memory, the young lady still shook her head and recited a poem.

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much do you know about the past, Xiaolou had an east wind last night, and the country is unbearable to look back at the bright moon. The carved fence and jade masonry should still be there, and the knowledge should be changed. How sad can you be, is it just a river of spring water flowing eastward? ”

Gu Sangyu followed the movements of the girl in her memory, chanting softly.

'Zheng Zheng'

Mu Hanfeng closed his eyes slightly, and entered the world created in the song, ten fingers quickly fiddling.

In the audience, all the people were pulled into the world created by Mu Hanfeng!

'Spring is here again, and the bright moon is reflecting the mountains and rivers of the homeland! I can't bear to look back on the past, the palace may be dilapidated, and the carved stone steps should still be there'

Complaining, tactful

The theater of more than 1,000 people no longer has a single superfluous sound!

My face is haggard, and I am no longer what I used to be. How much sorrow do you have in your heart? It's like the spring water of the river flowing eastward, endlessly. ’

Everyone seems to be attached to the former autumn queen, looking at the mountains and rivers for thousands of miles, and their hearts are sad and sorrowful!

'Zheng Zheng Zheng! ’

I only saw that on the stage, the speed of Mu Hanfeng's hands suddenly accelerated a little, and the light sound ended with endless regret at the end!

It didn't take long to play, only about five minutes in total.

But after the end, none of the more than 1,000 viewers spoke, only feeling that they were still immersed in the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, but they were no longer their own world! It's useless to be yourself, you can only complain here!

'Whew'

After a long time, everyone let out a long breath, and a pair of eyes suddenly widened.

'Bang Bang Bang! ’

Earth-shattering applause rang out.

"Next, please invite designer Gu Sangyu to perform on stage!"

On the edge of the stage, the hostess shouted with a smile on her face.

After the host finished the curtain, Mu Hanfeng did not move, neither collected his zither nor stood up, as if he was waiting for Gu Sangyu's arrival.