The following weekend, Geng Yan did not appear again. In a blink of an eye, it was time for the National Day Art Show.

In the backstage, the four of them were leisurely, and they couldn't tell that they were going to perform on stage later. However, the four wearing British-style skirts, even if they have clear soup noodles, still attract the attention of others.

"Nervous?" The counselor's silhouette appeared in front of them, and the four of them immediately straightened up. No matter how casual they are, it doesn't affect that they are good children who respect their teachers and friends.

"It's fine!" Ziqi replied, and the three people next to him nodded.

"Behave well!" The counselor patted them on the shoulder again. "Why don't you go back to your seat in the class and sit down?"

"No, teacher. We'll just have to wait here, it's going to be there soon! Yan'er replied, and the other three nodded earnestly at the counselor.

The counselor looked at their tacit movements and said with a smile: "Seeing that you all have such a tacit understanding in private, the teacher can have a hunch that our class will definitely get a good ranking this time!" ”

"Teacher, let's do our best!" Meng'er replied with a bow.

"It's up to you, the teacher will go first!" As if in a habitual motion, I patted them on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement. Then, turn around and leave the backstage.

After they watched the back of the counselor leaving, Mei'er looked at the people who returned after the performance, stroked her soft and fluffy long hair, and said, "There are still two programs to us, go to the bathroom quickly!" ”

"I'll go, what about you?" Meng'er shook her head when she saw them, so she had to say, "Then you are waiting for me here!" ”

Meng'er walked in the direction of the door, but a light figure attracted her attention. Dressed in a snow-white flowing long dress, her long hair was loosely tied with a blue ribbon on the back, and a ribbon like a white skirt was tied around her waist. This kind of dress brought her back to the Shengyue Dynasty, and at that time she also preferred white, and I don't know who will perform what, just when Meng'er wants to move forward. The body in front of him slowly turned around. Holding the guzheng in her hand, her eyebrows are like ink paintings, her skin is like clotted fat, her nose is straight and her mouth is smart, and her two strands of hair are hanging on her chest, which is even more dignified and graceful.

"Meng'er, do you also have a show?" Zou Bing's voice asked softly.

"Well, yes. Two more to go! You, performing the guzheng? Meng'er pointed to the piano she was holding in her hand and asked exactly. Or, rather, dancing? ”

"Jean and dance!"

I don't know if Lu Dao was shy or blushing, but after Zou Bing finished speaking, his face became even more ruddy.

"Bingbing, it's your turn! Go ahead and prepare! With that, a person came and dragged Zou Bing away. Zou Bin turned back to Meng'er as he walked, "Meng'er, you have time to play together." Haven't you had a good get-together in the dining hall last time? ”

"Okay!" Meng'er waved at her again and went to the bathroom.

When she returned to the backstage, Mei'er dragged her to interrogate: "How long has it been in the bathroom?" "Balabala, there are many dreams.

At the same time, a low note sounded. "Shh Yan'er stopped her voice, and Mei'er stopped counting. "Who's performing now?"

"It can't be Bingbing, right?" Said hesitantly.

"Zou Bing!" Mei'er looked at the program schedule and replied affirmatively. "Do you know what to do?"

"I just went to the toilet, and it will only be so long when I saw her." After Mei'er sighed, she didn't continue to entangle.

They walked forward, lifted the thick curtain, and saw a woman in a white dress sitting elegantly playing the piano in the center of the stage. The curling sound of the piano was like the smoke of Jiangnan, flowing ethereal from her jade-like fingers. It brings people into the antique atmosphere of the small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Dream Jiangnan. Her piano playing skills are not bad! Mei'er said in a low voice.

At this time, she left the guzheng, but the sound of the qin never stopped. And Zou Bing's body moves with the curve, and his graceful and soft posture just depicts the graceful and tender dream-like picture of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River. The white smoke on the stage is appropriately dispersed, as if bringing people into a kind of ethereal fairyland.

"Actually, she can find someone to work with? Why do you have to bounce and jump yourself? Yan'er frowned and looked at the person dancing on the stage with an incredulous expression.

"She looks so versatile!" Ziqi interjected.

"She's pretty well-informed, isn't she?" Mei'er playfully looked at Zou Bing, who had stopped dancing and saluted the audience, and said.

"How?" Yan'er looked at Mei'er excitedly, and Meng'er felt helpless at the gossiping appearance of the two of them.

"You forgot, didn't you say that you chose the protagonist? Isn't it said that he is playing an ancient emperor? There has to be a concubine queen, right? Those women must have some talent, right? Instead of fake actions, it is better to be real with real guns. ”

"Oh......" Yan'er nodded understandingly.

Meng'er lowered her head and flicked the bracelet she was wearing on her hand, how did this bracelet suddenly become cold. Did you just touch the water? When she looked up again, she saw that the curtain had ended, the staff moved the guzheng to the side, and the host was ready to go out to announce the curtain.

"Alright, it's our turn." Unable to care about the bracelet in her hand, Meng'er called to them.

After the host finished the curtain, the four of them walked to the stage hand in hand. Spread out, stand still, the accompaniment sounded, and Ziqi walked out softly. The song was accompanied by a melody that wrapped around her clear voice and flowed like water through all corners of the auditorium. Then, Meng'er's voice came up from behind, and Ziqi who walked back looked at each other and smiled, and when they were about to pass by, the two held hands together, and Meng'er was driven by Ziqi and gently turned in a circle. After Meng'er finished singing, the interlude sounded, and just as the two of them walked back to their places holding hands, waiting for Yan'er to speak, the music stopped. There was a sigh from the audience, and they looked at the tuner backstage in a bit of a panic, and the tuner looked at them and spread their hands, meaning that he couldn't handle it? Meng'er, looked at the three people, leaned slightly, and said to Ziqi in a low voice: "I need you to take me to the Guzheng!" ”

Ziqi looked at Meng'er with wide eyes in surprise, but quickly reacted. The right hand took Meng'er's left hand and danced the campus waltz; And Mei'er next to her saw Ziqi doing this, and she also pulled up the words that were stunned and kept up with Ziqi's pace.

Meng'er was under Ziqi's hands, and after two laps, she spun to the edge of the zither. Meng'er sat down, hooked the strings, and oh, the melody of the guzheng version of "Friendship Lasts Forever" sounded again in the auditorium, which had become a little noisy because of the stop of the music. At this time, Mei'er and Yan'er also came to their side, and surrounded Meng'er with Ziqi.

They followed the order in which they were first lined up and started over. However, this time, they can only face the audience from the side, but they don't care anymore and just want to show the song in its entirety. As with their friendship, there will be some minor setbacks along the way, but they will overcome them with their ingenuity.

The audience was stunned by this instantaneous change, the woman who stroked the qin looked focused, her posture was dignified, and there were a pair of slender hands like green jade, as if those hands were born for the fuqin. The three girls behind her, graceful, dignified and beautiful, delicate and charming, each form a beautiful landscape.

Qu is over, get up, salute! One second, two seconds, three seconds...... There was no response, and they had to stand up on their own. Just as he was about to walk off the stage in disappointment, the audience burst into thunderous applause. They glanced at each other and hugged each other excitedly.