83_83485 (Say sorry to the students who voted pink in the past two days, everyone pay attention to the next chapter)

Taking advantage of the fact that the person on the stage was saluting, Wen Sheng quietly asked Yunlu behind her: "Is it him?" ”

The martial arts practitioner's eyes were keen, and Yun Lu had been staring at this person since he came out, and at this time he replied with certainty: "It's him." ”

Everyone had limited time on the stage, so instead of going to the seat to sit down, the man stood at the table, leaned back, leaned back on the table in a very casual posture, bowed his head slightly, and brought the flute to his lips.

This look, not like facing an assessment in public, to the point that when the night is quiet, the full moon is in the sky, the owner meditates for a while, leans on the home ≯ → wan ≯ → shu ≯ → ba, ≡ anshub ◇ a. On the stone table in the garden, a flute song was blown with affection.

This action alone is enough for Wen Sheng to confirm that this person is indeed Zhong Tianzheng.

In Wen Sheng's ears, there is nothing too special about this flute song, maybe it is a preconceived idea of Zhong Tianzheng, she privately feels that this song is blown by him, which is a little bland.

But Xu is because Zhong Tianzheng practices martial arts, his skills are not weak, his breath is extraordinarily long, which is undoubtedly revealed in this song, the sound is also very accurate, and the basic skills are solid and steady.

No wonder he was so sure about this selection.

With his level, it was more than enough to go to Xuanyin Pavilion to learn music rhythm. This kind of him is exactly what Xuanyin Pavilion prefers, a good seedling who learns the eight methods of Miaoyin.

After blowing the song, Wen Sheng didn't need to listen to the next few people, he had basically decided it. If there is no accident in this group, it should be Zhong Tianzheng.

The people who drew a group with him really didn't have very good luck.

Sure enough, it took a while after he got off the field. News came from the red list that there was a new person on the first class on the list, named Zhong Tianzheng.

After watching so many scenes, Wen Sheng had a rough idea in her heart, and Zhong Tianzheng had already passed the test, so she thought about going back to rest first, recuperating her spirit and preparing to go on stage the next day.

The Fu brothers didn't let her go. dragged her to read all twenty groups, and today's first-class is out, so she gave up.

Take their words. It's not bad for a while, and when Wen Sheng has finished reading all the six-day assessments, he can help them determine the candidates for the champion, the list eye, and the tanhua, as for the second class and special selection in the future. There are no bets on them yet. So don't bother with it, everyone went home together after watching the first half.

Wen Sheng was embarrassed, Xuanyin Pavilion was so lively inside and outside the wall at this time, it seemed that most of it was because of these gamblers.

When she first arrived, she thought that from top to bottom, whether it was the prince or the ordinary people, they all loved the sound of silk and bamboo.

On the way back, Wen Sheng rode in a car, and the Fu brothers and the people from the General's Mansion rode horses. The two brothers of the Fu family discussed the matter of betting all the way, and agreed to wait for the Wensheng exam to be finished tomorrow. Let's go to Guyunfang again, the same music platform has been so lively in the past two days, and there will definitely be new changes in the gambling game there.

Back in Ping'an Hutong, Wen Sheng ate something, took a nap, got up to clean up, and was ready to ponder the tune he was going to play on stage tomorrow.

Du Yuanpu sent her a copy of the red list, Wen Sheng glanced at it twice, and put it aside.

She doesn't care if others are selected or not, even Zhong Tianzheng has nothing to do with her, she just wants to win the tough battle tomorrow.

Can you see Emperor Jianzhao and ask him for the second elder to do this.

The next day, Wen Sheng woke up early, bathed and changed clothes, had breakfast, brought the guqin, and Yunlu sent her to Xuanyin Pavilion.

Although it was still sunny today, the wind was a little strong.

Wen Sheng wore a round-necked robe with dark gold patterns, a dark ribbon with thunder patterns on his waist, and a hosta on his head.

This body is solemn and calm, with yesterday's experience, Wen Sheng also realized that the clothes of the people on the stage are very important, after all, they are far away, and they can't see anything else except clothes.

When she arrived at the door of Xuanyin Pavilion, yesterday's red list was still hanging there, Wen Sheng showed her number plate, and the guards let her in.

As the only woman left among the six hundred people, and with Cheng Guogong Li as a backer, Wen Sheng is no longer a nobody these days, and some of the people who recognize her in the same examiner all stop and look, their eyes are quite complicated, and there is any meaning in it.

Whether these people admired or despised themselves, Wen Sheng didn't pay too much attention, anyway, she didn't plan to be classmates with them in the future, and when she rescued the second elder, she pleaded with Emperor Jianzhao that because the master was old and frail, she would take a break from school for a while and take the master back to Daxing to recuperate.

As long as Emperor Jianzhao is not too unreasonable, he will agree.

Wait a few years, who will remember her.

At that time, her "Xi Shengpu" should also be a little successful, she can take the piano around, and if General Ji still needs her, she can also serve in front of the army.

As for Li Chengyun, he is the emperor's nephew, and he is destined to be windy and rainy for the rest of his life, and he can't use himself if he wants to, so he went to see him and Liji, and said thank you.

Thinking like this, the attendants of the Xuanyin Pavilion came to beckon everyone to gather and draw lots.

Wen Sheng lined up, took a stick, and saw that it was "Wu Shisan" who won the draw, and he was in the middle of the game, so he had to wait under the stage for a while.

The ones who were drawn in front began to play one after another, and Wen Sheng was close today and could be well observed.

In fact, if the people on the stage are outstanding, the powerful people watching around them will also give applause, but they hold their own identities, and the applause is sparse, and they can't hear it on the street outside.

At the end of each group, someone in the color booth will announce the results loudly, and those who go straight to the first class are naturally ecstatic, and those who lose will inevitably show frustration and prepare to fight in the second half.

There were about 1,200 people watching the exam on the Tongle stage today, and Wen Sheng took a good look and didn't find Li Chengyun.

It is said that according to his lively temperament, he knows that today's exam is very important to Wen Sheng, as long as he is not mixed with other things, he should come to the scene to take a look.

Isn't it the eldest princess's illness that hasn't recovered yet?

Feng Songchuan is here.

The people here today are much higher than him, Feng Songchuan sat in the corner next to him, with a gloomy face as if someone owed him money and didn't pay it back.

Wen Sheng is not afraid that he dares to make trouble when he comes to power for a while, on this occasion today, if Feng Songchuan dares to take revenge openly, he will definitely be unlucky in the end.

But this person secretly can't be on the table with those means.

Ten groups passed in a blink of an eye, and Wen Sheng really found a few good hands in these ten groups, among them was a young man in a green shirt named Xiang Jiarong, his left leg was slightly lame, and he also played the flute, probably because of his physical disability, his flute voice carried a feeling, which sounded very different.

As soon as the song was blown, applause came from the color shed, first one person, and then several more people added in.

Although he couldn't see the situation in the colorful shed from the place where Wensheng was waiting to play, he knew that his flute sound had moved a certain examiner.

Sure enough, when that group ended, it was soon announced in the shed that Xiang Jiarong had entered the first class.

Wen Sheng felt that this young man's Xiao Sheng and Zhong Tianzheng were the two extremes, and he and Zhong Tianzheng were very likely to enter the top three, and finally compete for the champion.

The fifty-first candidate took the stage, and it was finally the turn of Wen Sheng's group.

On stage was a burly man in his early thirties, whose instrument was a lobby drum.

The drum was so large that it was carried up by two attendants, and he himself carried two arm-thick drumsticks on stage.

I also know that this kind of drum must have good arm strength if it wants to beat out the momentum, and this person is exactly like this, the sound of the drum is heard in the four fields, Wen Sheng Danjue was buzzing in his head by the sound of the drum, and he couldn't help but secretly speak.

When he stepped down, he heard a burst of cheers from the street market outside the wall.

Seeing that the lively people were far away, the sound of the piano flute reached them before, and they couldn't hear it clearly without listening carefully, but the sound of the drum was different, it is not an exaggeration to say that the entire Tongle platform was vibrated by it, and it could be heard clearly for miles. It's no surprise that the response was more intense.

I don't know if it will affect the judgment of the examiners.

In front of Wen Sheng was a man in his forties, wearing a dark blue brocade robe, and using the same musical instrument as Wen Sheng, which was also a piano.

A few days ago, Wen Sheng didn't notice that there was such a person, it should be that their numbers are far apart, and now most of the people in the middle have been eliminated, plus today's grouping is out of order, and the two are drawn together by drawing.

This person sat upright on the stage, raised his hand to the strings, and before stroking the qin, he raised his eyes and glanced at the stage, which was quite calm.

Then he dropped his finger on the strings, and the song he played had not been heard before, and it was very unfamiliar, but as he started to use his right hand, the middle and index fingers of his right hand to vibrate the bell sound, and the magnates who listened quietly to the piano by the same music stage were in a little commotion.

Wen Sheng knew why they were so breathless, there was no news before, this middle-aged man who was not amazing was actually a musician who was already a beginner.

The sound of his piano is clear and far-reaching, making the listener feel light and fluttering, and he is in a trance in a cloud of snow-white clouds, and he has unconsciously forgotten when and where he is.

He was probably like Li Jianzhang back then, and he found a trick similar to the Eight Methods of Miaoyin in his long-term exploration.

The group unexpectedly met a real musician, this is called Shicai, the drumming man was deflated, and the two behind Wen Sheng were also unlucky.

Feng Songchuan in the corner was not affected by this beginner musician, and his gloomy face showed the first smile since sitting down.

The middle-aged man finished his song, and the field was quiet before applause rang out.

Not only Feng Songchuan and others on the side of the Tongle stage were applauding, but there was applause in the color shed, and even the cheers from the street could be heard through the wall.

Someone is already shouting: "First class! Level! ”

Wen Sheng withstood the cheers, held the piano made by his master Wang Xi himself, and walked up the steps step by step to the same music stage. (To be continued......)

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