Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Audience of Love's Profound Responsibility

The overwhelming insults from the audience pierced Wang Nanxiang's heart like a sharp knife, making her face instantly turn pale.

What is it like to be scolded by thousands of people at the same time? I believe that many adults have not experienced it, let alone a minor child.

Even if Wang Nanxiang usually gives people the impression that she is always very aggressive, she is still a child after all, and she is even more a girl.

Wang Nanxiang lowered her head, and the fine bangs suddenly scattered to cover her eyes, but she couldn't hide the tears that kept dripping.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I messed up this performance......" Wang Nanxiang said in a low voice, but the voice could only be heard by herself, obviously she didn't even have the courage to apologize positively at this moment.

Messing up the gig hits her too hard!

"Nothing to be sorry for, it's not your fault." At this time, a gentle voice blew into the depths of her heart like a breeze from spring back to the earth, Wang Nanxiang looked up in amazement, only to see Wang Daolin smiling at her, and the blame she had imagined did not fall on her head.

"Isn't it my fault that after rehearsing for so long, I made a mistake in such a formal setting?" Wang Nanxiang's voice was particularly helpless in the overwhelming abuse.

"You're not wrong, and it's not your fault, so you don't need to blame yourself." Wang Daolin looked at her eyes seriously and said.

Wang Daolin knows very well that this kind of thing happened in front of so many people, Wang Nanxiang's performance is already very strong now, but he knows better that Wang Nanxiang has no problems, the problem is the piano!

If Wang Nanxiang is allowed to carry this black cauldron, I am afraid that she will have a shadow for the rest of her life!

At the same time, Su Qingyun in the audience also stood up, holding the microphone with one hand and pressing it with the other: "Be quiet, be quiet!" ”

This press, as if with a kind of magical power, the voices of the audience gradually lowered.

Facing everyone's incomprehensible gaze, Su Qingyun slowly spoke.

Said: "Presumably everyone is very angry now, such a beautiful song ended hastily because of the discordant relationship, obviously not meeting everyone's expectations, this is probably the depth of love, the responsibility, do you think I am right?" ”

As soon as Su Qingyun's words fell, many people in the audience immediately echoed their words.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

This cry was even higher than the invective just now, and it was clear that everyone was conquered by this Baikal poem, and everything before that was nothing more than the deep responsibility of love.

It's like playing League of Legends, it's almost five kills and only the last skill can be won, but the next second the screen goes black and the power goes out; was talking to his girlfriend, obviously about to climb to the top, but the next second his girlfriend told you: My aunt seems to be here; Halfway through the shit, the door of the toilet suddenly opened, and I had to use my ass to helplessly clip off the other half of the pipe.

In four words, it is unfinished.

Su Qingyun smiled faintly, the audience's answers were all within her expectations, even she, the director of the Fucheng Opera House, was intoxicated by the song, how could others avoid vulgarity?

She knows the artistic value of this Baikal song very well, and she can say without hesitation that this is one of the best original songs of modern times!

If the record is released, it will definitely break the record sales record in Japan!

She decided that she must have a good talk with Wang Daolin when this matter is over, but the top priority now is to solve the performance matter.

She thinks the same as Wang Daolin, if this matter is not solved like this, it may leave a shadow in Wang Nanxiang's heart, and she can ignore others, but Wang Nanxiang is her niece, then she will never stand idly by.

After the voices of the others gradually weakened, Su Qingyun continued: "Since you like this song on the shore of Lake Baikal so much, please don't blame the performers on stage, because this song is a good song, the song is a good song, and the people are good people, but the piano ...... But it's not a good piano! ”

Wow!

There was a commotion in the audience, and many people looked at each other, could there be something wrong with this piano?

"That's right, everyone must have understood that there is something wrong with this piano!" Su Qingyun's answer directly confirmed the speculation of all the audience.

"Won't it?" The school leader sitting next to Su Qingyun immediately defended: "It cost a lot of money to buy this piano at the beginning, how can there be a problem with the piano?" ”

Obviously, the school leaders are also aware of the problem can be big or small, to put it bigger, those bad performances before are enough to lose the school's people, and now there is finally an excellent program but there is a mistake in the equipment, and if the time comes, maybe the sports schools of their competitors will not know how to laugh at them.

Su Qingyun didn't care about this, and asked directly: "You haven't used this piano much since you bought it, right?" ”

"This ......" The school leader immediately had nothing to say, Su Qingyun was right, the school purchased this piano purely to rush the cards, but in fact, they are a sports school, who uses it? Besides, how many sports school students have learned piano?

Su Qingyun showed an expression that was really like this, and said: "This thing is the same as human feelings, and it needs to be maintained often in order to play a beautiful melody!" I'm sure the price of your piano is not low, but if I'm not mistaken, you shouldn't have maintained it much since you bought it, right? Haven't tuned it yet? In the case of being so neglected, it can still maintain such a timbre, the piano is indeed a good piano, but it's a pity that it is not a person! ”

Su Qingyun's words were reasonable, and directly made the school leaders speechless, red-faced.

Such a thing happened, but it was big or small, they were really afraid that Su Qingyun would spread it, and then the face of Fucheng Sports School would be lost.

At this time, Zhou Zhuofu also spoke.

His gaze slashed at Su Qingyun's exposed white flesh in the air without a trace, smiled, and then looked at the school leader, and the obscenity on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The muscles on his face are tense, and he looks quite majestic!

Zhou Zhuofu coughed dryly twice, and said in an official tone: "Although this is a sports school, it should also pay attention to the all-round development of students' morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor!" This point must be reviewed by those of you who are school leaders! Remember the lesson of this time! ”

"Yes, yes......" Seeing that the director of the Sports Bureau had spoken, the school leaders immediately softened, bowed slightly, and looked like you were right.

They can not care about Su Qingyun's words, but they must pay attention to Zhou Zhuofu's words!

The school leaders can be said to have given Zhou Zhuofu enough face, and a look of satisfaction flashed on Zhou Zhuofu's face, and he straightened up the big belly that was comparable to the pregnancy in October, and smiled at Su Qingyun with some pride and some invitation, and the flesh on his face instantly piled up together, and his eyes were gone.

The corners of Su Qingyun's mouth twitched, and he forced a reluctant smile at Zhou Zhuofu with the sour water in his stomach, before turning his head and saying to the school leader: "You invited me today to invite the right person, I happen to be a piano tuner, I think, no one would want such beautiful music to be dusted because of equipment problems, right?" ”

"Of course! Ms. Su, please take care of yourself. The school leader immediately agreed, and of course how sincere he came at this time.

Since the conversation between them did not spread through the microphone, the other audience members did not know what Su Qingyun said to the school leaders.

But soon they found that Su Qingyun stood up from the comment seat and walked onto the stage gracefully.