Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the day of Uncle Shanyu's second guqin elective class, which is the day of the open class.

Thirty minutes before the public class, there was a crowd of people outside the auditorium, and it was black.

Looking closely, it is not difficult to find that in addition to the main students, there are also many people in the society. Media workers with video cameras, artists with classical temperaments, and many adults who can't tell where they come from.

"Yang Yong, you're here again." In the crowd, Lin Nan suddenly saw an acquaintance and greeted him with a smile.

For this student from the School of Foreign Chinese who attended the class with him last time, Lin Nan was particularly impressed.

"It's you, Lin Nan." Yang Yong also recognized Lin Nan and said hello.

"You are...," Lin Nan looked at the dozens of people behind Yang Yong.

From where they stood, it could be seen that they were all with Lin Nan.

Yang Yong was proud, "This time I am no longer alone, these are all from our Chinese Academy." ”

Lin Nan was taken aback, good guys, they are here as a team to learn from the experience!

"It's not just our foreign Chinese colleges, I see that there are no ones over there, all of them are art schools, behind them is the Kyoto Conservatory of Music, and here, it's Kyoto University, and next to them is Huaxia University."

Lin Nan was dumbfounded, Nima, are you a dog? It's really humiliating not to be a paparazzi after graduation, and I actually investigated all the details of these people.

Wait, Kyoto University? Huaxia University? Lin Nan hurriedly looked over, these two universities are the top two schools in China, and they actually came to their music university to learn from them, and a sense of pride suddenly surged into his heart.

At this time, in the crowd of the Kyoto Conservatory of Music that Yang Yong said, a middle-aged man instructed the dozens of students around him, "This time I will bring you to extracurricular development, you must listen carefully to the class of that uncle, and you must be able to answer my questions when you go back." ”

'Extracurricular outreach? You want to see other people's public classes! The students of the Kyoto Conservatory of Music secretly complained,

If you look it up on the Internet, you can find that this middle-aged man is the head teacher of the guqin major of the Kyoto Conservatory of Music. Well, Kyoto Conservatory of Music has a guqin major.

"Look, that's the guqin master Yu Deshun." There was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

"There is also Ding Gao, the successor of the Guangling faction."

"Teacher Ginny is here too."

"That's Professor Yang Kaisi, president of the Huaxia Guqin Association."

A big man who plays a pivotal role in the guqin world has arrived one after another, and he is constantly recognized by the crowd. After all, it is a guqin class, and many people present have learned the guqin, and these celebrities in the guqin industry are really thunderous to them, but they didn't expect all of them to come.

Seeing these guqin masters, everyone can imagine that the next situation is likely to form a situation where Uncle Tai Shan Yu alone will take on the entire guqin world, and he can't help but look forward to it.

As we get closer to class time, more and more people come.

Tang Jiezhong, supplier of the dream piano.

He Wei, the president of the Huaxia Chess Academy, Zhang Hang, the world's No. 1 in the previous generation of Go, Xiang Yang, the former world's No. 1, and Song Ziang, the current supernova in the Go world.

Famous musician Zhou Run.

Because of the discussion from all walks of life caused by "Basic Eighteen Styles", all the famous and unknown ones in this open class came.

In particular, people in the guqin industry, including guqin enthusiasts, account for almost a quarter of the total number of people, which is the largest number outside the student group.

"No, there are too many people, can you sit down in the auditorium?" Lin Xuanxuan hugged the guqin and complained to Shi Yuanyuan beside her.

Shi Yuanyuan looked at the crowd around her, and she didn't have confidence in her heart, "I feel hanging." ”

In a classroom not far from them, seeing so many people through the window, Hong Liguo and Dean Li were also talking about it.

In the end, Dean Li clapped his hands and made a decision, "Go to the playground, this open class will be held in the playground!" ”

Soon, the campus radio went off, informing everyone that the open class had been changed to the school playground.

At this time, Uncle Tai Shan Yu happened to take Fang Juncai into the school.

"What's wrong with them?" Looking at the crowd of people who were running away, Uncle Tai Shanyu couldn't help but ask the only person next to him who didn't move.

"They, it's not to grab a position, it's good to watch in the front row when the time comes." The classmate replied.

"Then why don't you go?" Uncle Shan Yu asked curiously.

The classmate smiled proudly and held his head high, "I'm a man with my own bench, so I don't sit wherever I want to sit when the time comes." ”

"Clever." Uncle Tai Shan Yu gave a thumbs up.

At this time, there was a lot of chaos in the playground, and everyone was busy fighting for the front position.

It took more than ten minutes for everyone to settle down.

Finally, it's class time!

Uncle Shan Yu walked out with Fang Juncai.

"May I ask Uncle Tai, is your guqin really self-taught?"

"Uncle Tai, I am Tenglei's reporter, may I ask you whether you still have confidence in today's teaching in the face of the seniors in the guqin industry present."

Before he could speak, the following was a question.

"I'm sorry, it's class time, not a media conference, and I'm only accepting questions related to the course." Uncle Shan Yu said flatly.

"Uncle Tai, why did you choose such a young teaching assistant, do you want to pick up the opportunity to hype up and attract people's attention?"

There are still reporters below who are not willing to ask questions.

Looking at this beautiful reporter deeply, Uncle Shan Yu said, "I said, it's class time, please don't ask some irrelevant things, otherwise I can only ask you out." ”

"Then you can ask questions after class." The beautiful reporter said immediately.

Spreading out his hands, Uncle Tai Shan Yu looked into the eyes of the beautiful reporter and smiled, "Look at my mood." ”

After looking around, I saw that all the seats, the forty chairs closest to me had tables in front of them, there was enough space to put the guqin, and all the forty students in the elective class were also present.

Putting Kong Mingqin on the prepared table, Taishu Shan Yu picked up the microphone and began to speak: "In the last class, I finished talking about the first form 'Yuan Chu' in the "Basic Eighteen Styles", and today, I want to talk about the second form 'Moment'. ”

"Uncle Tai, teacher." Someone immediately raised his hand to ask a question.

"You say."

"I want to ask, even if we learn the so-called basic eighteen styles, but when we actually play the piano, we still use playing techniques such as 'pinching, twisting, wiping, and picking', so what is the meaning of these basic eighteen styles? ”

As soon as he said this, the people in the playground suddenly became commotion.

", who is this person, as soon as he opens his mouth, he fundamentally questions the "Basic Eighteen Styles", lore, this is too ruthless, right?"

"Isn't that person Yu Deshun's proud disciple? I mean, no wonder you can ask such a question. ”

"I heard that these people have thought about N more questions in this week, and they are waiting to stump Uncle Tai, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of lore question as soon as I opened my mouth!"