Chapter 12 Waste
Maybe Xuanyuan Feng did it deliberately, and soon, the duel between Long Hong and Xuanyuan Feng became a well-known thing, and at the same time, Long Hong's failure was also exaggerated by those people, intentionally or unintentionally, and the onlookers already had a trace of feeling worthless for Lin Yan.
Although they are young, they know from an early age that how much benefit they have is the biggest factor in determining how much they give.
Compared with Long Hong, Xuanyuan Feng has too much, although he has heard of Long Hong's talent, but no matter how dominant the young man is, he still can't compare to a great family background, not to mention, as a leader of the younger generation, how can Xuanyuan Feng not have some ability and capital, after all, in that kind of family, even if it is a waste, it is also a height that others cannot reach.
For a while, there were more people talking about Long Hong, familiar with a sigh and sympathy, unfamiliar with a point of disdain and disdain, although they are all others, but Long Hong will definitely not feel good in his heart.
"Boy, I will spare you this time, but you remember, our business is not over yet. β
Long Hong was still hovering the words Xuanyuan Feng said in his mind, thinking that with Xuanyuan Feng's pride, he would definitely not have a barbarian and reckless martial arts fight with him again, but how "not finished", Long Hong really couldn't think of it, he could only see the move, but thinking about it, no matter what the situation, he didn't have much chance of victory.
After a few days of peaceful life, there was a sudden news of holding a basketball game in the school, which was an activity that had been planned for a long time, but there was no time to decide, and as a senior student in the sixth grade, whether in terms of physical strength or motor nerves, Long Hong had to participate in the game as the captain of the fourth class of the sixth grade.
After all, they had played together, so Long Hong quickly determined the starting lineup, but when he thought of Xuanyuan Feng's provocation and the start time of the basketball game, Long Hong was ready to face many inevitable conflicts.
According to the usual tradition, at the opening ceremony, the school-level leaders naturally began to speak at length, but fortunately, after their speeches, there will be a relatively wonderful performance session.
Probably Long Hong also felt the pressure, in previous years, Long Hong chose to be a simple spectator this time, not to mention that he had just experienced the conflict with Xuanyuan Feng, so he was even more reluctant to become the existence of public attention.
When he saw Xuanyuan Feng coming to the stage as the finale, Long Hong already understood, but he was open-minded, anyway, if he couldn't hide, it was not a bad thing to simply order.
Sure enough, Xuanyuan Feng was on the stage, in front of the teachers and students of the whole school and those leaders, and simply said something that shocked everyone in the audience.
"Long Hong, I challenge you, do you dare to take it?"
The dean of teaching's face was blue and purple for a while, as the dean of teaching, it would be his dereliction of duty if he didn't care about this matter, but if he really wanted to take care of it, when he thought of the background of Xuanyuan Peak, the dean of education continued to sit there, even if it was like sitting on pins and needles.
Long Hong didn't answer, but stood up and walked towards the stage, unhurried.
Xuanyuan Feng curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a cruel smile.
"Do you really think that with your little ability, you can compete with me?"
Seeing Long Hong, who was about to come up, Xuanyuan Feng said softly as he staggered past him.
Long Hong didn't answer, just walked over and stood face to face with Xuanyuan Feng.
"Say, better than what?" Long Hong spoke, with a sense of persistence and confidence.
Xuanyuan Feng didn't speak, and then someone quickly brought out two pianos from the stage.
It's all in plain sight.
The two of them sat in their respective positions, and Xuanyuan Feng suddenly laughed.
"I've heard that you're in this position, playing Canon. β
This time, Xuanyuan Feng, who did not lower his voice, actually spread his voice throughout the campus through the microphone.
The audience was in an uproar.
Long Hong didn't speak, but his clenched right hand pressed the lid fiercely.
Xuanyuan Feng over there seemed to have thought of something happy, and actually started playing it directly, the cheerful melody was clearly Mozart's "Turkish March".
The people below have exploded, and most people know that Long Hong once confessed to Tian Tian during the cultural festival that he used the song "Canon", and now, Xuanyuan Feng not only said that thing, but also played the cheerful "Turkish March" in front of him.
This is not only sprinkling salt on the wound, but also using water-soaked wicker to slam the wound.
Long Hong didn't speak, and let go of his clenched right hand.
The same personable, the same casual, the same without the slightest sense of sluggishness.
Xuanyuan Feng's "Canon" is a wound that cannot be overlooked, but Long Hong seems to have forgotten these, but the notes under his hand finally made up a familiar melody, brisk, but with a hint of heaviness.
"The Sorrow of Forgetting".
But, really forgot?
No one can say clearly, but the two tunes are intertwined, and they actually complement each other, but it is even more interesting.
Two children, but they played two masterful songs out of the feeling of masters.
Everyone present was a little shocked, but the two parties didn't feel anything, especially Xuanyuan Feng, who frowned, looking still dissatisfied with his results.
It's no wonder that as a "genius" who has been trained as a piano master since childhood, even if he ties with Long Hong, he is unwilling.
But neither of them stopped, even if they were dissatisfied, Xuanyuan Feng still didn't stop, and Long Hong, with an indifferent face, also didn't stop playing.
When there was no sound in the audience, the two people looked at each other and did not speak, but some people naturally appeared in the back and stage and moved the two pianos away.
"Long Hong, I have to admit that you impress me, but if you think that with this, you can stand on the same height as me, then you are really too naΓ―ve. β
Seeing a large number of musical instruments brought up, Long Hong was silent.
Xuanyuan Feng smiled, with a hint of coldness.
There are too many accordions, guitars, flutes, harmonicas, and instruments on the stage, but Xuanyuan Feng is like an elf, and among the instruments in this piece, he did not disrupt the rhythm at all, and played a complete tune with all the instruments.
It's still "Canon", and it's still the same tune as Long Hong back then.
This time, Long Hong didn't speak after all, and stood there quietly, watching Xuanyuan Feng show his superb musical skills, but his heart was not as calm as his face showed.
He is "versatile", yes, but after all, he is not a person who learns too much, and he does not have so much time and so much energy and financial resources to learn so many talents.
On the field at this time, it is obvious that Long Hong is like an audience, but it is an audience standing on the stage.
To be honest, it looks like a clown.
Many people below had already started to boo directly, after all, Long Hong just now gave them no chance to mock at all.
In the face of many boos from the audience, Long Hong still stood there quietly, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.
used to be proud of his confession, but now he has repeatedly become the target of his attack, time, it's really a bitch who plays with people.
Long Hong has completely become a spectator, but for the people in the audience, Long Hong is also the target of their watch.
But at this time, it looks like a clown.
As the last note of "Canon" dissipated, Xuanyuan Feng turned to Long Hong.
"You say, compared to me, are you a waste?"
The sound is not loud, but it reaches everyone's ears impartially.
There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but Long Hong did not speak.
"Or do you think that's not enough?"
Xuanyuan Feng, who usually rarely speaks, said too much today, but everyone selectively forgot about it.
Suddenly, a huge projection screen was erected on the stage, and under the projection screen, there was actually a stone table drilled out of the stage.
On the one hand, he sighed at Xuanyuan Peak's wealth, and on the other hand, he was also curious about what the situation was with this one.
"Then, you choose, choose what you are best at, otherwise you will be defeated too quickly, and the audience will not have much fun. β
At this time, the sharp-eyed audience realized that the stone table was actually used for games.
That is the choice.
Some people have begun to speculate about what Long Hong is going to choose, and looking at Xuanyuan Feng's attitude, it seems that he is not afraid of Long Hong choosing his best one at all, but is full of strong self-confidence, and self-confidence can beat Long Hong in any item.
A trace of hesitation flashed in Long Hong's heart, when it came to the game, he felt that he still had the strength to fight, but when it came to which one to choose, he really hesitated, because, it felt like he was good at chess and Go, so at this time, he was thinking about which one to use, but relatively speaking, both options were okay, but neither could it, because as a widely popular chess game, there was no reason why Xuanyuan Feng, who was so confident, was not good at it.
Probably seeing Long Hong's hesitation, Xuanyuan Feng directly chose chess, but at the same time, on the stone table next to him was the chessboard of Go.
In chess, when he made the first move, Long Hong was a little indifferent, but soon, he had to start to be a little frightened.
Go, when the first game was played, Long Hong's face had a cautious expression, but it didn't take long for it to become frightened.
Although Long Hong is not the kind of strong chess player, speaking of which, the opponent is completely step by step, and he is actually suppressed until Long Hong has no rhythm at all.
This is not only a simple chess game, but also a torture and killing.
Long Hong looked at the chess game in a daze.
It's like his heart, which once stood on a high place, little by little, shattered.
Long Hong silently stepped off the stage.
Xuanyuan Feng was smiling in the back, still a small voice, but it could still be heard by the whole audience.
"It's nothing more than a waste. β