Three minutes were up, but everyone was not prepared at all, let alone ready, and they didn't even know the correct way to play.

Li Changtian was the first to come to the stage, his pace was very steady, his expression was also very calm, and he couldn't see the embarrassment at all, which made several people wonder if he was really hidden.

After all, there were hundreds of spectators sitting on the staircase seats below, and when they saw Li Changtian on stage, they all began to talk quietly, after all, he was a disciple of the Ten Forgetful Sects of the Blue Dragon, and he had the appearance of a woman in the city with a male body, which couldn't help but arouse the gossip in people's hearts.

Li Changtian set up the guqin and sat down, pressed his hands on the strings and closed his eyes slightly, and the temperament of the whole person changed suddenly, as if he had integrated into the artistic conception of mountains and rivers.

With a pop, Li Changtian's hand on the piano suddenly plucked the first string, and this sound was like magic, making everyone tremble.

Then, Li Changtian just closed his eyes, his hands were wiping or picking, hooking or picking, sometimes trembling his fingers and sliding, sometimes rolling his fingers, the strings vibrated gently under his fingers, and every note was so wonderful, combined into a refreshing mountain flowing water.

Immersed in the music, everyone felt as if they were on the top of a verdant mountain, bathed in the white dew of the early morning, and listened to the waterfall falling thousands of feet.

This is the artistic conception, even the unruly Cyber and the fierce and vicious Adolf can't help but look in a trance, Nana no longer has a charming smile on her face, completely intoxicated by this empty and quiet illusion.

Kacha looked at Li Changtian, who was playing the piano with his eyes closed, with admiration in his eyes. Ye Wentian also nodded again and again, he didn't expect Li Changtian to have such a skill, it was really hidden! However, it seems that the martial spirit of the Forgetful Sect is a musical instrument, and it is also known for its rhythm, what is the martial spirit of the Forgetful Sect?

At the end of the song, Li Changtian pressed the vibrating strings with both hands, got up and stepped off the stage, leaving the guqin on the stage.

Everyone suddenly came back to their senses, it turned out that it was over, and they all had a feeling of unfinished.

Chu Nange stroked the guqin and asked, "Li Changtian, how do you think you play?"

Of course, it is a divine comedy that sounds so good, but I didn't expect Li Changtian to sigh and shake his head: "It's not good, although there are mountains and flowing water, but there is no pain in losing the voice, and the artistic conception of destroying the piano and breaking the strings is not godly after all." It seems that the Forgetful Sect is still inferior to the Qin Sect after all. ”

Chu Nange nodded with satisfaction: "It's good that you can know your shortcomings, the Qin Sect is already good at qin music, you don't have to be arrogant, after you appreciate the realm of forgetfulness, it may not be much worse than the realm of the Great Sage of the Qin Sect." ”

Li Changtian bowed deeply, then returned to his position and sat down.

Chu Nange looked at Adolf playfully: "Li Changtian scored 80, Adolf, it's your turn, please!"

Under the gaze of everyone holding back laughter, Adolf stood on the stage with a stubborn head, he scanned the audience with a vicious gaze, as if threatening everyone not to laugh, but the audience is all strong people above the Spirit Emperor, who will be threatened by him?

Kacha and Ip Man exchanged ears and whispered to Adolf for fun.

Adolf glared at the two of them fiercely, and then slapped his palm on the drum surface of the tambourine, only to hear a snap, the tough snakeskin drum surface was actually smashed, and since it was smashed, there was no decent rhythm except for the cracking sound.

With a snort, several of the disciples laughed, especially Kacha leaned back and fell back with laughter, and even Long Yujiao, who was as cold as frost, pursed her lips and endured it very hard, but after all, she still couldn't hold back, and hurriedly put her head on the ground. The audience also laughed, and the laughter suddenly rang out.

Adolf was stunned, looking at the tattered tambourine in his hand in a daze, listening to the laughter of the audience, his face was red and white, blue and purple, like a bucket of dye.

Ye Wentian stretched out his thumb and smiled and covered his stomach: "High, the thirteenth prince is really tall!"

"You!" Adolf's face was hideous, he crushed the tambourine in his hand, and pointed at Ip Man Tian speechless for a long time.

Chu Nan angrily slapped Adolf's brain and knocked him to the ground: "Zero points! You waste, do you have such a drumming player? Do you think it's a fight? This is a drum face refined from the skin of a hydra, you actually broke it for me, and you paid me three million when you turned around, did you hear it!"

Adolf covered his head and got up, and returned to his seat in a gloomy manner, his face was almost distorted, if his eyes could kill, it is estimated that Ye Wentian would have been cut by a thousand knives.

Next is Nana, her instrument is the transverse flute, but unfortunately she used the low-end air outlet as a blowing outlet, and as a result, she took the transverse flute into a vertical flute, so of course it could not be blown, only to see her snorting hard, but the result was only the murmur of the air flow.

Seeing Nana puffing out her cheeks and working hard, everyone laughed again. However, Nana's hard work was so cute, and there was no ridicule in everyone's laughter.

"Five points!" Chu Nange snatched the flute back and scolded, "These five points are given to you for the sake that you are not damaged, look at your posture, will you order anything else besides the? Look, the flute is played like this!" After speaking, he took the flute in a standard posture, and the crisp flute suddenly sounded happily.

Nana was said to be self-conscious, her face was red and there were even faint tears in the corners of her eyes, after all, it was a very shameful thing to be scolded in front of so many people, she had never been so embarrassed since she was a child.

With the precedent of Adolf and Nana, Cyber couldn't help but start to get nervous, and his original proud appearance was gone. He stood on the stage with the harmonica, took a deep breath, then took the harmonica in his mouth and blew it out in one breath.

A rather low, muffled sound, quite very low, sounding like ...... Fart?

Not only the audience was stunned, but Ye Wentian was also stunned, Chu Nange was stunned, and even Cyber himself was stunned.

What kind of sound is this, and why does it sound so familiar?

Cyber's heart trembled, is this the beautiful melody that he used to hear in the mouth of the wandering artist? Obviously not, but the posture is right, why is the sound wrong? Where are those beautiful notes that rise and fall? Is it because the blowing force is not enough?

Thinking of this, Saibo plucked up his courage, puffed up his chest and blew with greater force.

It didn't matter, a deeper, louder muffled sound came out, rumbling throughout the empty classroom.

"Hahaha, isn't this the sound of a fart?" I don't know who was the first to say it, and then everyone suddenly realized, this sound is no wonder it is so familiar, it turns out to be the sound of a fart.

Moreover, this fart sound came from the mouth of the dignified Demon Martial Arts Hall Cyber, which is even more interesting! In other words, the value of this fart is also quite high!

Everyone laughed, everyone leaned forward and slapped their thighs, deeply lamenting that the tuition fee was not paid in vain this time, and it was worth the ticket price to watch the play.