The five judges listened in amazement to the music that was played from Xia Yu's hands.

Not only is there nothing wrong with the melody, but it is also a little good?

"It's the Tears of the Moon." One of the judges playing the guzheng heard this song.

The other four nodded, didn't say anything more, they watched Xia Yu's playing together, watching his movements.

Originally, music is an auditory enjoyment, and it is normal to close your eyes and listen to music, but the five judges and the audience in the audience can't close their eyes.

They are now not just listeners, they are spectators.

Xia Yu's elegant movements and melodious tunes on the stage are blended together, which is fascinating.

"It's a flower pie guzheng!" Listeners who love guzheng heard about the faction.

Only the flower style of the guzheng will take into account the visual effect.

The five judges also glanced at each other.

The Flower Sect is now in the same vein, needless to say, it must be Liu Ronglan's disciple.

Who said before that this player didn't have a teacher, this is obviously Liu Ronglan's descendant!

After a brief moment of surprise, the five judges calmed down and listened to the tune.

Tears of the Moon doesn't have any complicated emotional changes, it's just an ordinary, elegant song with some sadness.

Tears of the Moon, the name of a blue trumpet flower, is used in other genres to play the Tears of the Moon, which will make people close their eyes and linger in the sea of blue flowers.

But Xia Yu's performance seemed to turn himself into a tear of the moon, blooming on the stage, shining with a shining light.

There was no wind in the hall, but there was a gust of wind in the song, and the blue flowers swayed in the wind, and Xia Yu's body seemed to float with it.

When the song ended, the audience was still immersed in the scene just now.

"Tears of the Moon." A judge broke the silence.

The judges originally wanted to use a beautiful description, but Xia Yu's guzheng is not only enjoyable in terms of hearing.

"I didn't expect that there would be an heir to the flower school guzheng." One of the judges sighed.

"Liu Ronglan is your teacher?" Another judge asked.

"Yes." Xia Yu replied.

"How come I've never heard of you?" One of the judges had doubts.

"My mother was a student of Grandma Liu, and she had been studying with her before." Xia Yu moved out Kong Hanyue as a shield.

"It turned out to be a home school." The five judges nodded.

"Piano, violin, guzheng, each more proficient than the other, it's really demonic." They sighed again.

"This song, even if it was your teacher, can't compare to you."

said some words of encouragement, and the five judges let Xia Yu go.

Returning to his seat, Xia Yu sat down.

In the back row of him, the gold wire glasses looked at his back, and his heart was mixed.

Yesterday he and his friends said that Xia Yu might be a guzheng, and then both of them took this as a joke and laughed together for a long time, but they didn't expect that Xia Yu really played the guzheng today, and it was even more exquisite than the violin!

Xia Yu's guzheng can already pour the emotion of the music itself, which is a level that he can't do!

Thinking back to the events from the first game to the third game, the gold wire glasses were a little aggrieved.

In the first competition, he saw that Xia Yu's piano playing was inferior to himself, and he was proud in his heart.

In the second competition, Xia Yu changed to the violin, showed the same level of skill as him, and showed his fast hand, he reluctantly put Xia Yu in the same position as himself.

As a result, now in the third competition, the other party has moved out of the guzheng again, and has shown far more skills than himself?

Can't you just use the guzheng in a race! Why torture me so much!

Grabbing his hair, the gold-rimmed glasses sighed.

The rest of the players did not have any amazing performances, and at four o'clock in the afternoon, today's game ended, and the group left the hall.

Xia Yu, who came to the hotel, was a little disappointed, because he still hadn't seen An Siyao. Although An Siyao's game number is tomorrow, except for An Siyao, the players who will play tomorrow will also go to the hall.

It seems that An Siyao's cold is not yet good.

He didn't worry too much, from Liu Ronglan, he already knew that the cold was not serious, and he would be able to see An Siyao tomorrow when he competed.

After dinner, Xia Yu, who had nothing to do, fell asleep early.

At six o'clock the next morning, he came to the body of the white cat again.

There is a final wave of adopters coming over today, and hopefully there are people in it who can be reassured.

By this time, Tina and a group of children had already gotten up, and the adopters had come and taken away their companions, and they naturally felt something and looked forward to it.

Except for those two tricksters.

The two boys were completely hopeless, and after finally being released from the room, they played happily on their own.

This time, they ran into Xia Yu again.

The two were silent for a while, and decided to give the white cat a little face on this festive day, and not to trouble the white cat today.

However, the cruel words still have to be released.

Faced with the clamor of the two, Xia Yu yawned, and he jumped on the windowsill next to him and kicked a pot of meat on top of it to the ground.

The wooden basin is poured, and the flesh and earth are spilled from the basin.

The two boys were overjoyed, they didn't dare to trouble the white cat, but the white cat actually killed himself, giving them a chance to take revenge!

They laughed and pulled in a nearby staff member to complain to him.

However, instead of striking at the white cat, the staff knocked them both on the skull.

"You can, now you can learn to frame!" The staff had a serious face.

"We don't, it's just a cat pushing it, you see it's still on the windowsill!" Two boys listed the evidence.

"I don't know about you guys yet, just put Meow on top of the pot after pushing it off, right? Why don't you get some mud on its paws! ”

Grabbing the hands of the two boys, the staff pulled them away: "Meow Meow is so good, you still want to frame it, go, go with me to see the dean." ”

"We are the ones who are framed!"

The two boys turned their heads to look at the white cat, who looked at them calmly with a smug expression.

It's as if everything is under its control.

The two boys shuddered, and a wave of fear rose in their hearts.

In the future, the white cat will get into trouble, won't it be all the two of them who are to blame?

Stay away, be sure to stay away from this cat in the future!

Seeing the two of them being pulled upstairs, Xia Yu sighed, lamenting their inadequacy.

He looked out the window again, the bus arrived, and this time there were more people coming down than last time.

Opening the window, he scurried out and swayed around the men's feet.

He took a fancy to one of the couples, and the warmth of the couple was only slightly worse than that of Tina.

They were about thirty or forty years old, dressed in an ordinary dress, and looked just in ordinary condition.

Ordinary is enough.

The two entered the hall and met a group of children playing.

Their eyes were immediately drawn to one of the blonde girls.

But they looked at each other and looked no more.

Although they are in their own small town, they are also considered rich families, but in the big city, they are not enough to look at, and such a good-looking girl will not be able to take their turn.