"First of all, Ban Bi is the Hanlian Academy and the Qilin Academy fighting together, see which side is better. The chorus is played by the winning party solo, and the other side of the academy follows the music and composes a wonderful song together. Qin Fuzi explained.

Her eyes were full of anticipation, as if she wanted to see that such a special arrangement could give her unexpected inspiration.

After Master Qin finished speaking, on the other side of the screen, the students of Qilin Academy were not to be outdone.

First of all, it is a song that is graceful and melodious; Xie Jin followed and picked it up, not messing up at all.

Immediately afterwards, the guqin came from the opposite side, and Wang Hanyue of course inappropriately co-wrote the other party's tune.

Then the sound of the guqin also sounded in Qilin Academy, and Fu Nanzhi's pipa was pressed up lightly.

On the opposite side, the flute sound brings up the rhythm, and Zhao Qianqian's gonghou tune is orderly.

Seeing this on the other side, there was the sound of chimes, crisp and long, and the direction of the dominant tune.

Seeing this, Zhao Ruoyun came out of the erhu string and pulled the fighting skills back.

Knock knock, there was a drum sound on the opposite side, the sound was thick and rhythmic.

The women could only try their best to persevere, not to be led away by each other.

Just when the women were about to hold on, Sun Simiao's suona sounded, and her voice was hoarse.

Where have everyone heard of such a battle, the Qilin Academy gradually fell out, and was overtaken by the Hanlian Academy.

Although there is no distinction between high and low, there are many people who have a noble identity in the palace, and few people pay attention to suona except for weddings and funerals.

And this wonderful duel made Qin Fuzi applaud.

"Wonderful, wonderful, are you a new student? It's unique and admirable. Master Qin asked Sun Simiao.

"The hooligan in the music is just ingenious, and the master praises it falsely." Sun Simiao responded.

"Hooligans in the music......" Qin Fuzi savored Sun Simiao's words and said: "Wonderful, as soon as the suona sounds, ascend to heaven and worship the church, so that's it." ”

"Today's Bambi, Hanlian Academy wins." Qin Fuzi said.

The women were very happy, Wang Hanyue and Zhao Ruoyun, Xie Jin and Fu Nanzhi...... Everyone looked at each other and smiled.

And Sun Simiao looked at the suona in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking.

Bambi is naturally followed by a chorus.

Hanlian Academy can win, Sun Simiao is indispensable.

Naturally, it was her first song, but this suona was really special, and everyone in the Qilin Academy didn't seem to be interested in the woman playing the suona opposite.

So Sun Simiao played alone, not like Fang Cai's voice piercing the clouds, but playing his own story like crying.

The ladies don't like to bring some mundane music like this, they are all interested.

And Xie Jin's thoughts followed Sun Simiao's suona, as if he remembered the desert behind the iron-blooded battlefield, the afterglow of the sunset, and the people were not there. It seems to think of the changes in the world, the vicissitudes of life.

Finally, after Sun Simiao's suona ended, he applauded alone.

Sun Simiao was followed by Wang Hanyue, she plucked the guqin lightly, and the sound of the piano was graceful, changing the sadness and melancholy brought by Sun Simiao's suona.

A song of pampas is lingering and compassionate, and Yiren is like water, and she only hopes that the person she cares about on the other side of the screen can give an echo.

King Yi is a gentleman and a noble gentleman, and the repertoire in the Book of Poetry is something he will like.

I saw a flute sound behind the screen, which merged with her piano sound.

I can hear that both of them are extraordinary, and when they stop the song, they provoke everyone's applause.

Wang Hanyue hugged the guqin and greeted the man on the other side of the screen.

"Hanyue Wang, Hanlian Academy"

"Qilin Academy Qin Zifeng"

It was not Qin Yi on the other side who disappointed Wang Hanyue, but sharing the score with the Seventh Highness was also considered a match for the identity, and Wang Hanyue was quite satisfied and sat down.

After Wang Hanyue, Zhao Ruoyun pulled up the erhu, a horse race, brisk and lively, when Zhao Ruoyun was intoxicated, the drum beat on the opposite side sounded softly, changing the vigor of the class competition, with Zhao Ruoyun's rhythm, it was not interesting.

When Zhao Ruoyun finishes the song, she doesn't need to be told from the other side, she also knows that she will choose to beat the drum, and it is naturally Lu Nan, the third fool of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of War.

Lu Nan is the third son of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of War, because he is a young son, he is doted on at home, lives simply, and loves martial arts.

Because he has known Zhao Ruoyun since childhood, Zhao Ruoyun jokingly called him a fool in private.

After Zhao Ruoyun, Zhao Qianqian stepped forward, her hands were slightly raised, and her gonghou was melodious, slow and moving.

A flute sound came from Zhao Qianqian's gonghou, slow and melodious, smoothing out all the throbbing.

Fu Nanzhi moved slightly when she heard the sound of the flute.

Sure enough, the person who played with Zhao Qianqian on the other side of the screen was her eldest brother Fu Nanli.

Finally, Xie Jin picked up the bamboo flute in his hand and recalled the scene when Qin Yi taught himself to play the flute in his previous life.

Qin Yi's flute was personally taught by the former Chinese music Bai Taishou, but it was rarely played.

After getting married, Xie Jin found that every time Qin Yi was depressed, he would play the flute alone. Thousands of thoughts are put into the song.

Xie Jin entered the middle section, and the flute sound on the opposite side coincided, without words, Xie Jin also knew that it was Qin Yi.

Qin Yi on the other end didn't know when Xie Jin learned to play the flute, and there was so much sadness in the flute, that when he seemed to be depressed, he hid from his mother and sent it alone.

Qin Yi comforted Xie Jin quietly with the sound of the flute, floating like a difficult life, and snuggled up to each other.

A flute sound, without superb show-off skills, no reinted feelings, but like a story of life, quietly saying that the present world is well.

Xie Jin and Qin Yi greeted each other across the screen, but they did not exchange registration numbers.

The tacit understanding between the two is tacit.

Wang Hanyue is jealous, but she is also growing wildly.

"However, after two months of summer break, it seems that you have not relaxed, and your music and art have improved, and I hope you can learn a lot of new music from others today, so as to make more progress."

Today's performance exceeded Qin Master's expectations, which made her very satisfied.

The collision of the two classes gave her new inspiration, which added a bit of color to the palace banquet celebration later.

If it goes well, the birthday banquet of King Runan may be able to produce some different repertoire.

"Follow the Master's teachings." Master Qin's ingenious lesson also benefited everyone a lot.

After the lesson, everyone was ready to leave.

Xie Jin was about to go back to the house with Qin Yi, but he heard a pleasant female voice behind him.

"Brother Wang, sister-in-law Wang." Chengyang walked towards Xie Jin and Qin Yi enthusiastically.

Qian Qian, who was going to ridicule Xie Jin and Qin Yi, saw that the situation was wrong, and prepared to slip away while Chengyang had not yet approached.

"Qian Qian, where do you want to go!"

Chengyang was drunk and stopped his steps.

"What the county lord said, I didn't go anywhere." Seeing that he couldn't slip away, he avoided Chengyang's gaze, and his heart was empty: "Chengyang, why are you here." ”

"When we got out of school early, we saw this strange lesson from a distance, so we listened to it for a while." Chengyang said that she was one level younger than Xie Jin, so she was not in the same class.

"Brother Wang, sister-in-law Wang, your flute is really good." Chengyang's eyes were envious.

"Ahem, Chengyang, call Sister Xie......" Qin Yi's earlobes were slightly red.

"Ignore him, what's the matter with sister-in-law Wang." Xie Jin asked, holding Chengyang's arm.