The disciples of the second women's class quickly sat down on the lawn in three rows of six, seven, and seven.

Led by Li Yuerong, I saw her fingertips gently press the strings, and the first sound of the clanging ground sounded, and gradually led everyone into the night of the full moon in late autumn.

The sound of the piano is sometimes like a murmuring stream, meandering down the stream; Sometimes like thousands of pearls, ding-ding-dong knock down on the jade plate; Sometimes it is like a butterfly fluttering its wings among the flowers, and it is inaudible.

Through the sound of the piano, a beautiful scenery of the autumn moon night was slowly opened in front of everyone, which made people intoxicated and difficult to extricate themselves.

Every turn, every connection, is so natural that you can't hear that you have changed people, and even more so that you can pass it, as if it came from the hand of one person from beginning to end.

After a long time, when the sound of the piano stopped, the disciples of Ling Ze's class came to their senses, and they all applauded involuntarily.

Good indeed.

Each of them may be able to play this song skillfully, but it is not easy to connect it like a single person's hand.

Try that too.

The disciples of Ling Ze's first class did not sit in three rows like the second women's class, they formed an oval, facing each other, and sat on the ground.

Jiang Shuli is in the first place.

She put her hands on the piano case, and her beautiful eyes slowly moved from Li Shiqing on her right hand, to Zhou Jiaying, and then all the way down, until she returned to the last person on her left, Qian Liang.

Her eyes were calm, encouraging, calm and determined.

Under her gaze, the classmates all gathered their thoughts, concentrated and concentrated on the piano in their hands.

Bu Liunian frowned slightly, the disciples of the second class of women may not be able to feel the change, but she clearly felt the difference.

If these twenty disciples were originally small iron rods, now they have become sharp arrows, neatly aligned.

Jiang Shuli smiled slightly, pressed her fingers on the strings, fluttering lightly and slowly, like a confident painter holding a pen to paint, and began to come to a picture of her unique autumn moon.

Li Shiqing listened carefully, like a fairy under the bright moon, with light steps, into this autumn moon picture, suddenly, she also raised her slender hand, plucked the strings, and continued the notes.

The connection is natural and precise, Jiang Shuli even breathes very lightly, for fear of affecting the performance of his classmates.

She listened intently.

Zhou Jiaying also took it smoothly, although she was not excellent in piano skills, but she did not make a mistake in her concentration.

Everyone secretly praised in their hearts, "Good!" ”

In this way, one relay after another, both men and women, showed amazing harmony and consistency.

Until—

Han Chengxian was in front of He Yanyan, originally he also thought that he could relay the past perfectly, but as soon as his fingertips touched the strings, his fingers were so sweaty because of nervousness that he slipped half a note.

Jiang Shuli frowned for a moment, the mistake of blinking an eye, maybe ordinary people can't hear it, but there are people who are good at the piano in the field, at least most of them can hear it clearly.

Although there was no problem with Han Chengxian's subsequent playing, Jiang Shuli clearly saw his next relay classmate, Hong Lang, his face was slightly blue.

In the end, it affected the mood of the partner.

Jiang Shuli bit her lip, slowly stroked her hand to the strings again, she closed her eyes, listened attentively to every note of Han Chengxian, and moved her fingertips slightly, joining in the playing.

There was no disharmony in her joining, and even many of the disciples of the second class of women did not find that there was one more person to play together, but the disciples of Ling Ze's first class heard it, and almost all of them understood what Jiang Shuli meant.

From now on, she will play until the end of the song, and then every relay disciple is like a fish falling into the stream, Jiang Shuli's piano sound is like the flowing water of the stream, gently holding up each relay, making the piano melodious and tactful, until the end of the song.

There was a lot of applause in the second class of women, and even the step master smiled and bowed his head, with a little appreciation in his eyes.

Qin Qin'er pursed her lips and clapped her hands politely and casually, but her eyes were disdainful.

The disciples of Ling Ze's first class couldn't help but smile at each other, if it weren't for Han Chengxian's note, I'm afraid their performance would not be much worse than that of the second women's class, of course, as the first relay performance, their performance was less calm and natural than the second women's class.

In this game, the second class of girls won.

In the second competition, the relay performance of "Winter Snow" was performed by Ling Ze's first class.

After she finished playing, it seemed to become a spring breeze, gently floating to hold the sound of each disciple's piano, so that the whole performance moved forward like a cloud of water until the end of the song.

The applause rang out, for example, it was much more enthusiastic, and this song, they cooperated very well, and the performance was flawless.

There are also a small number of people in the second women's class who did not applaud, all of them looked solemn, and even clenched their fists, such as Qin Qin'er and Qiu Xuan.

Ling Ze's extraordinary performance was not a good thing for them.

Although "Winter Snow" is familiar to everyone, it is so ordinary that they have never practiced it as a relay piece.

I don't want Ling Ze to play so well, can they surpass it?

With hesitation, the second class of girls also began their performance.

After the song was played, the disciples of the two classes all looked at Bu Fuzi in unison, Bu Fuzi put his hands behind his back, looked at everyone with a complicated expression, and said, "This time, Ling Ze's first class is even better. ”

"Master!" Qin Qin'er called out dissatisfiedly, in her opinion, although the performance of their class was not as good as "Autumn Moon", it was no worse than Ling Ze's class, "The disciple is not convinced." ”

Bu Liunian raised his eyebrows, "You question the master's judgment?" ”

Qin Qin'er wilted for a moment, gritted her teeth and said, "Please also ask the master to choose another song to decide the final victory." ”

"No need."

Bu Liunian turned his back to everyone, "Today's competition, Ling Ze's class won, there is no need to play another song." ”

"Master."

The disciples of the second women's class couldn't help but call out their mouths, and their eyebrows were wrinkled.

"You won with "Autumn Moon" because you are familiar with this song." Bu Liunian turned around and said sharply, "Now that "Winter Snow" is no longer as good as the disciples of Ling Ze's class, have you ever thought that today is the first time they will perform a relay performance, do you need the master to say more about this gap?" ”

One sentence made the disciples in the field fall silent.

Bu Liunian looked at the disciples of Ling Ze's class with a complicated expression, "Master Zhang has always insisted on letting you practice the piano in the formation of soldiers and horses, I was not optimistic, but today I found out the mystery. It's no wonder that every year in the piano competition, I lose half of the game with Zhang Fuzi, and now I am finally convinced. ”

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