At this time, I heard another person's voice behind the screen: "Master Jin really cherishes his talents." ”

The voice was so familiar, clear as wine, low as night, as if soaked in moonlight.

This is Liu Yun's voice.

Could it be that today's rating guest actually invited His Royal Highness? Why didn't Qingwu say it when he came back?

Fu Jun's heart beat a little uncontrollably, she reached out to touch her chest, and took a deep breath.

"Alright, let's get started." Master Jin's voice rang out again. Then, the superintendent on the side turned the hourglass upside down.

The exams have begun.

Fu Jun pressed his hands on the flute, looking at the apricot blossom spring rain picture with light ink coloring on the screen, and suddenly felt a faint sense of confusion in his heart.

At that moment, what came to her mind was the Shangyuan Festival many years ago.

There are stars in the night, and the stars are cold; There is a moon in that night, and the moon is cold and a thousand mountains. The voice that had warmed her countless dreams was now separated from her by a screen.

Fu Jun felt as if her heart was filled with something for a moment, and then it was suddenly emptied. For a second, she forgot about the exam and the track, she just instinctively lifted the purple jade flute and pressed the first note.

When the first note flowed out of the hole, Fu Jun immediately came to his senses.

She actually played "Messy Red".

Fu Jun felt that he must be crazy, and actually temporarily changed the repertoire.

However, in this situation, she no longer has the possibility of staccato recital. It was as if she had embarked on an unexpected, yet emotional, path. There is no other way but to go all the way to the end.

That's fine. Fu Jun closed his eyes slightly helplessly.

With her state of mind at this time, maybe only this song "Messy Red" can be briefly explained.

When the first flute rhyme sounded from behind the screen, Liu Yun's heart suddenly tightened.

Apricot blossoms blow snow, and falling flowers are like a dream.

In front of his eyes, a piece of smoke and water in the south of the Yangtze River was conjured, and in the quiet morning of the mountain temple, in the uninhabited forest, the flowers flew better than the snow. In the distance, there is a faint corner of the green wall.

This is exactly the song he heard in Gusu Lingyanshan Temple. Smell it again now. It's still like heaven.

It's just that the artistic conception in this song is a little colder than then. It seems to be soaked in the moon, dyed with frost, and the sassy autumn wind that comes through it. It is as straight as autumn leaves falling into the clear stream. and if the moon is long and the moon goes to the silent cold night.

Fu Jun at this time. I have been immersed in this song "Messy Red", and I am also immersed in my own mood.

She knew she couldn't go on like this. It shouldn't go on like this. At this moment, through a screen, she suddenly hoped that she would say goodbye to the past with this song.

It was a sudden thought, but it seemed to have been in my mind for a long time. From Jinling to Gusu and from Gusu to Jinling. She has returned to the original point, and her heart for him, shouldn't it also return to the original point?

All the beginnings in this world are still inevitably an end.

If she could, she hoped that the end with him would be after this song.

Perhaps, this is not the end, but just her confession to herself.

There was never a beginning between them, so how could it end?

Fu Jun was a little dazed for a moment, and then, a clearer thought arose from the bottom of his heart.

What is the beginning? What is the end?

This question is not difficult to answer, but it begins with a heartbeat and ends with a quiet heart.

Fu Jun's lips suddenly broke into a light smile. The smile was relaxed and relieved, and the music gradually changed due to the change of her mood, which was unprecedentedly rich and flexible.

She quietly played this melody from another time and space. I didn't know at all that outside Taiqing Xuan at this moment, there was already a thunderous sound of color.

Since Fu Jun's Xiao Yun poured out the first paragraph, Du Chunniang and Qin Daimei actually danced at the same time.

"Chun Niang has many whirling dances, and Dai Mei is good at bending her waist", this was originally the evaluation of these two Maiko by the dignitaries and nobles in Beijing. Naturally, these reviews are also circulating in the market.

However, from yesterday to the present, Du Chunniang's soft step whirling dance, Qin Daimei's sleeves and waist bending, everyone has not seen it at a glance.

It's not that there weren't any musicians among the previous students. On the contrary, yesterday afternoon, Xie Xuan's song "Pan Canglang" can be described as outstanding and ancient, expansive and long-lasting, and the three tricks also danced at that time.

It's just that this kind of long and lofty music is sometimes not suitable for dancing. Especially for the whirling dance, the requirements for the song are even different.

However, Fu Jun's song is lingering and compassionate, cold and beautiful, and the melody is full of twists and turns, which meets the requirements of whirling dance. And this song is novel, I have never heard it in the market, and hearing the new song and moving is also the reason for the two dances together.

In addition, this song was originally called "Messy Red". It is this sense of drifting that the flowers are flying like rain and there is no way to return, which fits the life experience and state of mind of these Maiko. So, Du Chunniang and Qin Daimei felt one after another, and danced their best dance posture with the melody.

Bursts of applause and cheers rolled from the outside into the room. At this time, several masters in the house were also surprised.

It was the first time these masters had heard such wonderful news. While listening to it, Master Jin still regretted in his heart, but it was a pity that the person who played the music was not strong, otherwise how could this song be so realm, it would have been able to reach a higher height.

Thinking of this, Master Jin looked out of the door again.

At this glance, his anger suddenly rose.

That damn Xia Yunsheng actually stood on the high platform in a daze, raising his head and not knowing what he was thinking, but he didn't even move the corner of his clothes.

Master Jin was so angry that his eyes turned green.

The eyes are still blindfolded, what can you see when you look up at the sky? Isn't it black yet?

He has long said that don't invite this Xia Yunsheng, this person is unruly and arrogant, and there has always been a saying that "Yunsheng may not dance". If she doesn't dance from beginning to end, their Baishi Academy's music test this year will be ruined.

As a result, it was as expected by his old gold. Yesterday, Xia Yunsheng only danced once, and today he didn't move in the morning, just like a dead man.

Fang Cai's song "Guan Shanyue" is very good, she just doesn't dance. This unknown new song, how euphemistic and moving, like flowers and rain flying all over the sky in spring, the artistic conception in the song is more cold and moonlight. With such a good piece of music, this Xia Yunsheng was still motionless, and Jin Fuzi was so angry that his beard was about to rise.

Jin Fuzi was angry on the one hand, and felt sorry for the candidates behind the screen. It's a pity, such a good piece, although the skills of this performer have not been perfected, but it is better to comprehend the new elegance, the rhyme is graceful, and it is a pity that it is not excellent.

In the midst of Jin Fuzi's heartfelt regret and a cheer outside the venue, Fu Jun's song "Messy Red" finally fell the last note.

It wasn't until Zi Yuxiao left his lips that Fu Jun heard the sky-high cheers outside, and heard someone shouting "one more song" and "one more dance".

She secretly smiled bitterly.

This time it was definitely an accident caused by the mistake, but I didn't expect the momentum to be quite big, and half of the people in the capital came to witness her "great" moment, and she was worthy of herself. (To be continued......)