There was no suspense in the results of the mounted shooting, Wang Zicheng was at the top of the list, Xiao Jinghan was third, and Su Min was eighth.

If it weren't for the lack of Su Min in the women's group, Huaxia Academy of Arts would be a grand slam this time!

But Su Min was not good at this project, so he dragged his feet.

But the game is like this, there are losses and wins, so no one blames Su Min.

In addition to Su Min and the others, other students of Huaxia Academy of Arts were cheering.

She looked at the cheering classmates with a pair of eyes, and she was inevitably a little disappointed in her heart.

If there are no accidents in wushu tomorrow, their ranking will be fixed, and the list of national competitions will be arranged according to this ranking.

Su Min's heart was a little fluctuating, and she persuaded Wang Zicheng to say a set, but these words did not move herself.

She knew in her heart that riding and archery had pulled her grades down a lot, and even if she was the first in martial arts tomorrow, maybe her overall score would be on the verge of danger.

After the game, Ah Quan said goodbye to everyone, saying that he wanted to return Wen E-won to Wen Jing.

And Xiao Jinghan was afraid that he would be a light bulb, so he also got into the car.

Su Min and Wang Zicheng naturally knew what medicine he was selling in his heart, so they didn't keep it.

"Be safe when you go back!" Ah Quan instructed in the third that if it wasn't for Su Min's bad mood, Ah Quan would send the two of them back to school first.

"Brother and sister, bye!" Wen Eyuan said goodbye to them obediently, and her unworldly face made Su Min a little envious.

"Well, bye-bye!" Su Min responded to her with a sullen smile on her face.

After that, the two of them were silent for a while, walking aimlessly on the streets of Jiang City.

They walked through the streets and alleys, through the surging crowds, and unconsciously walked to the embankment of the Qingsha River.

This place is different from the place where they watch the dragon boat race, the rolling white waves, mixed with the sound of rumbling water, seem to be more than a thousand horses galloping!

The place where they stand is a covered bridge, which is carved and painted, and under the dim light, it makes people faintly feel like walking on the clouds.

This is the source of the Qingsha River, but not far from the covered bridge, the entire river is divided into two.

While the water is gentle, the waves are turbulent!

The river channel with flat water potential seems to be calm and calm, but in fact the water depth is unfathomable, which is the main stream of the Qingsha River.

The rough river was already fierce, but at this time it was more like a lion rushing towards them.

At this time, there are not many people in the covered bridge, and most of the people gather in the teahouses on both sides of the river, leisurely drinking bowls of tea, and enjoying the beautiful night.

The two of them stood on the bridge, feeling the breeze and letting the breeze play with their clothes.

The rushing water swayed some moisture, and a trace of coolness fell on their faces.

Su Min was still thinking about today's loss, so he was a little sullen, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face.

There was a special place for people to rest on the covered bridge, so Su Min sat down slowly, looking at the turbulent river, hoping that he could calm down.

It's just that there are some things that are more irritating than I want to be, so the more Su Min forces herself, the more upset she becomes.

Wang Zicheng has been observing Su Min's expression, he didn't say anything because he wanted her to be quiet, he didn't expect this girl to drill the horns by herself, and now the look on her face made him worry.

He looked around, and there was a faint sound of music, and he listened carefully, as if someone was playing the flute.

Perhaps the piston didn't finish well, making the young man shake his head.

"Minmin." Wang Zicheng called Su Min's name softly, and had an idea in his heart.

"Huh?" Su Min was awakened by him like this, and her mind regained a trace of clarity, and she raised her head and promised the young man.

Wang Zicheng sat down slowly, grabbed her hand in his hand, and said with a smile: "Among the traditional musical instruments, which instrument do you like the timbre?" ”

Su Min tilted her head and thought for a while, feeling a little difficult to choose: "I like them all, every musical instrument has its own unique beauty, it's not easy to choose." He shook his head as he spoke.

There are so many traditional Chinese musical instruments, and it is really difficult for her to choose.

Chinese musical instruments are generally classified according to the "eight tones", and the "eight tones" is the earliest method I have ever used to classify according to the materials used to make musical instruments, which was first seen in "Zhou Li: Spring Palace".

"Eight sounds" are divided into: gold, stone, earth, leather, silk, wood, pap, and bamboo.

When the prince saw her shake his head, he looked at her with interest, because if she was thinking, it meant that her attention was distracted.

"What kind of instruments do you know?"

Su Min couldn't help frowning, she didn't expect Wang Zicheng to embarrass her so much, with a funny expression on her face.

She has only seen a few traditional musical instruments, otherwise her guqin would not let the teenager in front of her help her with tutoring.

"I ...... I don't know......" Her eyes flashed, and she bowed her head slightly to hide her panic.

If you discuss the guqin with her, you may be able to say one, two, three.

"Then you wait for me here, and I'll come when I go." Su Min was surrounded by rumors, and she didn't expect that Wang Zicheng would just tell her that she was going to another place.

"And how long will it take you?" Su Min watched Wang Zicheng get up in surprise and hurriedly grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Wang Zicheng felt a pull, so he smiled and turned back and said, "Just for a while, about ten minutes!" ”

In fact, he didn't have a bottom in his heart, because he didn't know how far away the person who was playing the flute was from him, so he could only talk nonsense for a while.

Su Min heard him report the time, so he nodded and let go of his hand, watching Wang Zicheng disappear into the vast night.

It's just that Su Min at this time, shortly after Wang Zicheng's departure, fell into contemplation again.

She also heard Ah Quan say that tomorrow's competition is a competition for the entire province and city, and it is still uncertain whether there are masters.

But what can be determined is that this competition uses an elimination system, that is, a game to decide.

At first glance, this format sounds brutal, because if you meet a player who is weaker than you, then everything is fine.

If you encounter an evenly matched opponent, the subsequent competition will be quite dangerous! Because even if people have practiced martial arts for many years, there will always be situations where their physical strength is exhausted.

Thinking of this, a few more folds crept up between her eyebrows.

When the prince was not long, he took a hole in his hand and slowly returned.

It's just that Su Min was in a trance, so she didn't notice that her boyfriend was back, and her eyes looked at the rolling river with lifeless eyes.

Wang Zicheng sighed softly, he sat down slowly, and blew away with the hole flute in his hand.

The sound of the flute is tactful and distant, elegant but not sad, as if there is a trickle of heart slowly coming to the sweetheart.

Wang Zicheng played Mr. Guan Dazhou's "Folding Willows", but Su Min heard this kind of flute sound for the first time, so he was addicted to it.

The sound of the flute entered her ears, and the boredom in Su Min's heart spread out, and the melodious sound of the flute went directly into her heart, and a trace of peace slowly struck.

She turned her head to look at the young man who was playing, and a shallow smile hung on her lips.

In this quiet night, the gentle music did not attract the few people on the covered bridge.

Maybe it's because people are impetuous, so few people can listen to it.

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