Witnessing Capesian's performance, Arya gradually calmed down, holding the flute in her left hand and pinching her chin with her right index finger and thumb, and began to fall into a brief but violent brainstorming session.

That guy is the only one who can ignite the atmosphere to such a peak, no one on the entire stage can do it, and being sharp is her strength, but it can also become her biggest weakness. Of course, the choice of instruments is different and the repertoire is different, and I may not be able to bring together such a hot atmosphere as her, as long as I can play to my strengths, Arya smiles confidently at the thought of this.

When Capesan finished her performance and she walked off the stage, she saw Arya standing in the corner, and then a scorn smile appeared on her face, and she said to her, "Oops, I almost forgot that there were first-time contestants, and when I accidentally went too far, I did my best." It doesn't matter, I don't blame you for losing too ugly in the first game, and I can only blame you for your bad luck when you meet me Capezian. ”

"Is that really the case? Don't take the title of first pick until the game is completely over? But you're going to lose badly. Arya raised an eyebrow and retorted gracefully.

"Hmph, your mouth is sharp, then let me see if your strength is like what you said, Arya Dushant!" Capezian put down her violin, with a hint of arrogance on her face, and after squinting at Arya with her hands on her chest, she passed by her.

After the two contestants finished the competition, the organizer stood next to him and said, "Please play the next contestant!" ”

It's my turn! Aria took the flute in both hands and walked unhurriedly to the middle of the stage, where she heard the whispers of the audience and glanced at the judging stand out of the corner of her eye, where she saw Percival staring at her, her eyes full of brightness and lightness.

"Hey, you see, as soon as Arya went up, Sir Perseus seemed to be completely renewed." The whispers of the other contestants caused Capesan to feel a little unhappy, and she held the corners of her skirt with both hands and did not speak.

Thanks, Percival, I'll do my best! After bowing slightly to everyone, Arya raised her flute and began to play.

The silver flute exudes a white luster under the sunlight, and the melodious and active crisp notes float out of the flute, drifting down the air to every corner of the auditorium, like an invisible elf spreading light flowers one after another, which makes people feel very happy, and even makes people return to the innocent happiness, many people in the audience are shaking their heads to the beat, and there are clapping hands to the beat.

One of the highs and lows, intermittent and cheerful rhythm, from time to time makes people hear a playful sense of naughty girl, causing a small burst of laughter from the audience, Arya plays the flute, while gently swaying her body to the melody, the big bow on her head also flutters up and down, and her eyes also shine with innocent light.

This is a song written by a flute composer to his daughter hundreds of years ago, called "Salina and the Toy Kingdom", which tells the story of Salina, a kind and lively civilian girl, who experiences adventures in the Toy Kingdom.

This piece is very focused on the change of breath and tune, and the requirements for skill can be described as top-notch, if you are not a veteran player, you will not be able to master this piece at all, and she conveys Salina's mischievous nature through the rhythm alone.

Not only is the technique amazing, but the music is also extremely adaptable to herself, I underestimated her, Capezan frowned and stared at Arya's back, and wisps of uneasy tobacco slowly rose in her heart.

At the end of the song, Arya spun around in place, lifted her skirt and bowed to everyone, with a lively smile like a warm sun on her face, which seemed to melt ice under the glow of the milky golden sun, causing the audience to shout endlessly.

"Miss Arya, you're so cute——!"

"I like you! When I heard that you were participating, I came to watch it! ”

"Even if I'm a girl, I want to have a cute sister like you!"

The overwhelming amount of praise instantly lingered around Arya, she scratched the back of her head with her hand in embarrassment, saw that many of the judges were talking to Torris and Claire, Dushant and his wife smiled, and she saw Percival with his fingers crossed on the table, looking at her with an amiable gaze, and nodded.

With the approval of her beloved, Arya is determined to take advantage of the victory, and she takes one look at Capezan and finds that Capezan purses her lips with a rather grim expression. So I said, don't underestimate me, Arya put down her flute, sat down on the stool, and put the harp on her right shoulder.

When the applause dissipated, Arya folded her hands on her knees and said with a smile, "Thank you all for your likeness!" Next, I'm going to play "Warrior of Celestial Gera" on the harp! Variations, of course! Without the slightest hesitation, Parcival clenched his fists in his chest and stood up, and said to her with a solemn expression: "Please play, Miss Arya, Master of the Knights of Fervent, Percival Percius will offer his loyalty and faith to the god Gera!" ”

The moment she received his signal, Arya nodded, and the fingers of both hands began to pluck the strings. The low, ethereal voice was soft but solemn, silenting everyone in the audience, using their ears to catch the sound of the gods from the temple of the gods.

She was able to play a variation of this piece on the harp!? There are very few people who can play variations of the Knights' regimental song with the harp, and almost no one can derive variations from them, is she a harp genius?! Capessan finally couldn't stand anymore, she gritted her teeth in disbelief, staring at Arya's demure back.

At the end of the song, Arya stood up and bowed lightly to the group, and everyone woke up to the mellow music with a round of applauding applause, and Percival lowered her hand and sat back in her seat.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous! Luckily, Annette and I trained this piece! In those days, except for sleeping and eating, I spent all my time practicing variations of this tune, and ouch, my fingers were going to break! When she remembered what happened a few days ago, Arya felt miserable.

But this result seems to be good! Seeing everyone's exclamation and admiration, Arya breathed a sigh of relief.

"Excuse me, can I choose a plus?" Arya asked, standing in front of the organizer.

"Of course, please choose a judge." The organizer nodded.

"I choose Sir Percival Percius." As soon as Arya finished speaking, the audience burst into a meaningful laugh, and Percival was stunned for a moment, then his expression relaxed, and then shrugged slightly.

Hmph, I'd like to see what love words you can say to Sir Bethus and what music you can play, for there is nothing more beautiful for a knight than a group song! When Capezan saw Arya sit down, she leaned against the wall with her arms folded, and made a decisive decision in her heart.

The moment her fingertips stirred the strings, the soothing and ethereal tune gently drifted with the wind, as if someone was slowly pouring out a faint sadness with the sky and the earth, and the white flowers of sorrow bloomed under her fingertips.

"My love, Knight of the Moon—" Arya's countenance and tone of speech were elegantly melancholy, and her eyes were fixed on Percival as if she were a princess of the royal family, playing music and pouring out her heart to the lover in front of her.

Uh-oh! There were a burst of low-pressure boos from the audience, and Percival's eyes widened, his pale blue eyes fluttering uncontrollably, and his heart seemed to be seized by some invisible soft fabric in an instant.

"Do not forget me, I will be with the full moon and the stars, embracing you under the curtain of the goddess of the night." The moving music continued to flow from under her fingertips, and Arya did not look at the harp, her eyes were always on Parcival, and her eyebrows were flowing in her gaze, reflecting the sparkling waves of love.

I love him more than anyone else, and I know his loneliness and sadness better than anyone else. Accompanied by the music, the watery eyes were full of love, and it seemed that he could see through the loneliness in those blue eyes at a glance, and it went straight to his heart.

"Ah, this music is 'The Distant Moon King'! In foreign legend, there is a brave and wise Moon King Wallace, whose kingdom was invaded by foreign enemies and was on the verge of destruction, and Queen Fairfany played this song for him before he led all his knights on the expedition! As Capesan guessed the name of the song, a young lady excitedly whispered to her friend about it.

"King Wallace is both a king and a knight, worthy of Arya, so powerful!" Another young lady whispered in admiration.

Through a few words, and Percival's expression, something broke apart in Capezian's heart.

"O king, look at the moonlight flowers that are as white as snow at my feet, and let me use them to weave a laurel wreath of flowers for you, so as to dispel your gloom and anxiety, and let you go to the battlefield with peace of mind." Arya's demeanor now blended in with the queen who was worried about her husband, and her eyes were filled with tears.

I know better than anyone how much he grieved at the loss of his best friend, and he and I both knew what a cruel scratch it could carve into our lives. She saw that Percival's slightly reddened eyes, the only time of all the love and compassion that was gathering towards her.

“… May you return safely, my knight, my king, Wallace. As Arya's voice fell, the heartwarming music came to an abrupt end, and she withdrew her hands, rose from her stool, and bowed deeply to the silent auditorium. One, two applause, more and more applause slowly sounded, as if unwilling to break this illusion of music construction.

"Thank you!" Arya playfully put her hands behind her back, and immediately smiled happily.

"Ahh Obviously, I was so invested in it a second, but after it was over, it immediately returned to the original! ”

"Oh my God, if I were Sir Perseus, I'd be in tears when I hear this!"

The other ladies who have competed or have not competed are all chattering and discussing. As Arya walked off the field, she proudly folded her hands on her hips and said to Capesan, "Well, it's not bad!" As a result, the other party's eyes were more aggressive, which scared her into a tremble.

"What are you doing? Stare at me with those eyes! Arya took two steps back in fear.

"Count you awesome, see you in the swordsmanship project!" Capezan said angrily, turned her head and passed her.

Ouch, what kind of headache is this opponent Oh, Arya looked up at the sky with helplessness written on her face.

At this time, the organizer walked to the middle of the stage and announced loudly: "The morning game is over!" Enter the break! Please be prepared for the afternoon session! ”

It's finally time to relax for a while! Arya walked out of the arena and exhaled slowly, when she suddenly heard the sound of running behind her approaching her, and she turned her head to see that it was Anne and Pique!