"Her three-legged cat kung fu, won't she be bombed down after a while? Get ready to sprint, cover the stars for a moment. ”

Walking Cheng followed Yan Yi's rhythm and nodded hurriedly: "Oh, okay." ”

Just as the two of them were staring intently at the stage, a voice came from the crowd, and the tone was full of ridicule: "How can any garbage be a cellist?" ”

Su Xingchen looked up at the audience, because the scope was too wide and there were too many people, so he couldn't see who was talking at all.

It is estimated that because someone took the lead, everyone opened their mouths to let Su Xingchen get down.

The people on the stage frowned, glanced at Su Xingchen, and thought that she would be very flustered.

But Su Xingchen was calm, met the gaze of Tong Yan next to the piano, and nodded.

Tong Yan also nodded and looked at the musicians in the first row.

Suddenly, a rush of music sounded on the stage, and everyone was still talking, but the sound was much quieter.

The music stopped abruptly, and after two seconds of silence, the cello intervened, and a melodious music sounded on the stage, tactful and ethereal, and it sounded like a pleasure.

But this is just the beginning, Su Xingchen is still a student of the music department, and there is no difficulty.

Everyone chose to wait and see, waiting to see what happened later.

Ten seconds later, all the instruments except the piano join in, and in an instant, all the sounds are intertwined, an aural treat.

The most important thing is that the cello did not fall behind, and it blended well with other instruments, and after five seconds, the piano suddenly played an accent, and except for the cello, the other instruments stopped playing.

Subsequently, all the instruments joined in the play.

The audience in the audience had a look of surprise on their faces, and many people who were sitting crookedly also involuntarily sat up straight and began to listen attentively to the performance.

At first, everyone had doubts in their hearts, but when they heard that the cellos were blended so well, they all smiled and began to perform with all their might.

All the instruments are intertwined, and every tune is tightly bitten, it is simply an audio-visual feast.

Yan Yi and Bu Chengcheng's excited hands in the audience grabbed each other and almost jumped up.

"When did the stars become so powerful?"

"I don't know!"

"That's pretty good, isn't it?"

"This cellist is very powerful, I feel better than Yuan Ting's integration."

"It's really good, it seems that Tong Yan is still very discerning."

The audience was amazed and nodded their heads again and again.

Of course, there were many people who were surprised, because they had always heard that Su Xingchen was a person who did not learn and did not know how to do it, although he also had a foundation, but he could not reach the level of excellence.

But her parents are rich and arrogant, many teachers, including the principal, turn a blind eye, and many places are given to her.

There were many complaints in the music department, and there were many people who wrote anonymous letters to report, but in the end, they all fell into the sea.

The performance lasted nearly twenty minutes and ended with a staggered cello and piano.

At the end of the performance, the aftermath lingers.

It took a moment for the audience to recover, and the audience even gave a standing ovation to the concert hall.

This shows how wonderful this performance is.

Su Xingchen stood up and took a curtain call with the others, with a satisfied and relaxed smile on his face.

The cello is her hobby, and she goes to study it every time she has her spare time, but she doesn't take exams, just as a hobby.