The melodious sound of the piano echoed in the classroom, and Fang Xing's movements of playing the piano were sometimes swift and sometimes soothing, as if every cell in his body was following the rhythm of the score.

In the first row of seats.

The two girls sat next to each other, it was Lu Xiang'er and Ning Xiaoyun.

Ning Xiaoyun bumped Lu Xiang'er with her elbow and said, "This boy plays well." It's just that I'm wearing a mask, I don't know if I'm handsome, it's okay to look at the upper half of my face, but I don't know if my nose and mouth will ruin everything. ”

It is indeed the case for some boys, as soon as they wear a mask, they immediately become handsome.

Lu Xiang'er couldn't stand the appearance of this little and complained: "Why don't you ask someone for a WeChat?" ”

Ning Xiaoyun's eyes lit up and said, "Okay." I said to him, "Hey! Dude, my Xiangxiang wants your WeChat, quickly take out the QR code. ”

"You dare!" Lu Xiang'er punched her with a small fist in shame.

The fight between the two attracted the attention of the teacher.

The teacher coughed and said, "Okay, ready to start the ensemble, Liszt's Piano Concerto No. 1, the first movement, ready." ”

At the command, all the students picked up their instruments and got ready.

Lu Xiang'er hurriedly stood up, stood in the first row of the violin group, put the violin on her shoulder, pinched the bow in her right hand, and prepared to start the ensemble.

The ensemble teacher turned to Fang Xing, pointed to a place in the score, and said, "You'll come in from here later." ”

Fang Xing nodded and agreed: "Okay." ”

After arrangement, the teacher returns to the middle of the classroom and conducts the orchestra to play.

When the piano was about to enter, the teacher turned around and clicked in the direction of Fang Xing with his baton, and reminded in a low voice: "Piano in." ”

Fang Xing's fingers tapped quickly on the black and white keys of the piano, playing a loud and crisp note, and then began to play along with the score.

The strings, woodwinds, and brass groups play at the same time, and a melodious symphony is heard.

With the teacher's conduct, the ensemble is very neat.

Lu Xiang'er stood in the first row of the violin group, pinching the bow with her right hand and began to play.

The bow went back and forth on the strings, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth as he listened to the melody played by an ensemble of more than a dozen instruments.

She likes it and it brings her back to the way she felt when she was a child.

Warm and full of sunshine.

She likes the violin and wants to be the leader of the violin group, so she usually practices very hard, although part of the reason is that her mother is strict.

Ning Xiaoyun is in the cello group, so she is not so serious.

Relying on her good talent, she can play well, but she doesn't care so much about the principal cellist of the grade.

Melodious piano concertos reverberate through the classroom.

Occasionally, though, students make mistakes or don't keep up with the tempo.

When the teacher finds out, he will walk up and use gestures to remind him to speed up and keep up with the beat.

The first movement of Liszt's Piano Concerto No. 1 was played smoothly, and the overall effect was not bad, at least the flaws were not concealed.

That's pretty good for a second-year student.

The teacher began to point out the students' questions one by one.

Most of the problems are that the score is not familiar enough, the tempo is not keeping up, or the tempo is fast.

Those who can be admitted to the Dongyin orchestra system can still have their own skills, but the number of joint exercises is small.

Time passes quietly in the music.

The bell rang for the end of class.

The teacher walked back to the piano and praised, "You play the piano very well, you really don't major in piano?" ”

"Well, I'm a vocal music major, but I've been learning piano for more than ten years." Fang Xing replied modestly.

"Thank you today, welcome to the class in the future."

This teacher is very young, and he should stay in school to teach after graduation, which is the time of youth and beauty.

"Okay." Fang Xing agreed with a smile.

Of course, this is just a kind word, and I will not say anything else later.

After class, the students slowly put away their instruments, put them in boxes, and then walked out of the classroom in twos and threes.

Ning Xiaoyun has always been very slow to clean up the cello, and after pounding for a while, she has to stop and talk to Lu Xiang'er.

"Hurry up. Slowly. Lu Xiang'er couldn't help but complain.

"My piano is so much bigger than yours, of course you're fast." Ning Xiaoyun rolled her eyes and replied.

Lu Xianger had no choice but to help her install the cello.

After installing the cello, the two were about to leave the classroom.

At this time, Fang Xing walked up to them, looked at the two of them with interest, and did not speak immediately.

Ning Xiaoyun pointed at Fang Xing and asked Lu Xiang'er, "Your friend?" ”

"No, I don't know." Lu Xiang'er hurriedly shook her head, and distanced herself from Fang Xing.

Ning Xiaoyun pointed at herself, then at Lu Xiang'er, and asked, "Looking for me, or looking for her?" ”

Fang Xing's head tilted towards Lu Xiang'er, and said, "I'll talk to her about something." ”

"Understood, but don't bully us Xiangxiang." Ning Xiaoyun said with a knowing expression on her face, and squeezed her eyes at Lu Xiang'er.

"Okay." Fang Xing nodded in agreement.

Ning Xiaoyun blinked her eyes and gave a thumbs up: "The piano plays very well." ”

"Thank you." Fang Xing was humble.

"Come on!" Ning Xiaoyun bumped Lu Xiang'er's arm, and then walked away with a wicked smile.

"Hey! Don't go......" Lu Xiang'er wanted to hold Ning Xiaoyun, but she didn't.

Fa Xiao threw her here alone and ran away, which made her feel a little nervous.

Moreover, she didn't know the boy in front of her.

If it weren't for the classroom, she would have screamed and run away.

She stared at Fang Xing nervously, keeping her distance as much as possible, and asked, "What's the matter with you?" ”

Fang Xing took out the business card of the bosom friend piano shop from his pocket, handed it over and said: "The owner of this piano shop used to make handmade pianos, and his skills are very good, if you want to repair the piano, you can try it." ”

Lu Xiang'er was stunned for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "How do you know that my piano is broken?" ”

Fang Xing put on an embarrassed expression, pulled the mask down, and said, "Because I broke it." However, from a legal point of view, the responsibility is not on me. ”

"It's you!"

Lu Xiang'er's eyes widened suddenly.

Fang Xing stuffed the business card into her hand and said, "If you want to repair the piano, you can go and ask." ”

"Hey! Actually, there is no need to ......" Lu Xiang'er frowned, not knowing how to refuse.

"I cried so much that day, I really don't need to fix it?" Fang Xing grinned and joked.

"No, I'm just ......" Lu Xiang'er didn't know how to explain.

Because it's something she hides in her heart, she doesn't want to tell strangers.

Fang Xing looked at her hesitant appearance with interest, her appearance was so interesting.

In fact, men's preferences for the opposite sex are relatively fixed.

If you like a certain one, it will always be this one.

In other words, it is to like a certain trait, as long as there is this trait, it will attract the opposite sex who likes this trait.

Lu Xiang'er is soft and weak on the outside, and she seems to be a good bully.

This reminded Fang Xing of a cute little girl in the neighbor's house when she was a child, with a pink face, she cried when she pinched it, and she could cry for a long time.

And you can only pinch it yourself, and if someone else touches it, you have to do a fight.

Fang Xing did this, but it was when he was a child, and he felt very ashamed when he grew up.

"The owner of this piano shop may no longer take over the work of repairing the piano. In this way, if the owner of the piano store refuses to help, you call me again, and I will help you. ”

Fang Xing found a pen from the podium, wrote down his mobile phone number, stuffed it to her together, and then put on a mask and left.

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