It is often said that wine inspires courage.

The boost brought by this golden finger is Wen Yu's strong liquor at the moment.

He has always been afraid of the stage, and the attention of all eyes suffocates him. This is also where he admires and even envies Fu Orange Sparrow, she dares to go up, and even dares to dance.

In my previous life, this performance went very smoothly.

And in this life, there is no one who even plays the piano...... It is difficult for Wen Yu to say whether he is responsible. But what is certain is that he doesn't want the dance of Fu Orange Sparrow to be without music, and he doesn't want her efforts to be in vain.

What's more, Fu Orange Finch begged him for help.

So, Fake Master, ask to go into battle!

Wen Yu came to Chen Xiongguo and looked at the old man with a frown.

"What's the matter?"

Chen Xiongguo asked in a sullen voice.

Wen Yu pointed to himself, "Teacher, I can play, I'm willing to play." ”

"You?!" Chen Xiongguo was dumbfounded.

A few classmates with pointed ears around them also instantly came up, unbelievable.

"Wen Yu, you can play the piano, is it really fake?"

"Wen Yu, if you brag, you have to look at the occasion, you can't go up, you can't get down......"

The words are reasonable, Chen Xiongguo is strong.

"Are you serious?"

"Teacher, seriously, I can play the piano, I should be able to withstand it."

Chen Xiongguo suddenly grabbed Wen Yu's shoulder, "Wen Yu, I don't doubt you first." I would like to ask you to look up and take a look at the stage below, see? It's so big, it's so spacious, you can see it in every move. Come, look ahead, those teachers and leaders, do you see? They are all very serious about watching the performance, and some of them are professional music teachers; Come on, you'll turn back—" he waved at the packed students, "see?" If you go up, thousands of eyes here will stare at you, you can't play the piano, or even play well enough, and if you go up, you may be ridiculed by everyone, you know? I ask you now, do you still want to go up? ”

After speaking, he stared into Wen Yu's eyes.

Wen Yu looked at the auditorium again and said solemnly, "Teacher, I know." I still want to go up. ”

Chen Xiongguo was moved.

Regardless of whether Wen Yu can really play the piano or not, his courage is commendable.

Chen Xiongguo pondered for a long time, gritted his teeth and asked, "Ask you one last time, are you sure you can play?" ”

"I can."

"Can you finish playing smoothly?"

"Yes, I have an electronic keyboard, and Fu Orange Finch told me the track, and I played it myself."

"Electronic Keyboard...... Hey, you wait for me for a while, I'll ask. ”

Chen Xiongguo got up, walked quickly to the stage, and disappeared into the side of the stage.

After a while, he trotted back again.

"Wen Yu, the teachers agreed with you to go. You assure the teacher that you are not messing around. ”

"Teacher, I promise you, no messing around, I can finish it."

"Hey, go ahead. Don't go backstage, it's too late, you go straight from the front, to the back of the curtain. ”

He took a deep look at Wen Yu again, straightened Wen Yu's collar, and said quickly: "Wen Yu, play hard." Anyway, the teachers don't blame you. If it can't bounce, don't move and let the orange finch jump on its own. ”

"Got it, Chen Ban, I'm going."

Behind, several students who were watching the whole process also shouted quietly at this time:

"Come on, Wen Yu!"

"If you can't bounce, run back, and we'll save you."

Wen Yu smiled, left the area of Class 4, and went down the aisle to the stage.

The curtain was still hanging, but the presenter had already left.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and some were curious about why the show in the third year of high school did not appear for so long.

Wen Yu entered from the side of the stage with his waist bent, and then went directly from the stage behind the somewhat dim curtain......

……

Time can no longer wait.

I guess I'm going to dance solo.

Fu Orange Bird thought to himself.

Even so, she has to show twelve points of seriousness to finish this dance. To be silent than sound, to be more attractive than to have an accompaniment, to catch everyone's attention purely by dance moves, to surprise them, and to remember the majestic picture of the Orange Sparrow Empress thoroughly, you must ...... Be sure to ......

But, is it really possible?

Without accompaniment, is it really okay to rely on her to practice for three or four weeks and still have a little stiff dancing?

She looked around, but no one paid attention to her.

The teacher is still nervously arranging by his side.

The piano moved up early, and Fu Chengque was pushed behind the piano, and she was going to take the first step from here, the music and her steps should be the same, how to take steps now......

Whew-

Unafraid.

I'm not afraid.

Who am I? A super heroine with a golden finger, a rising empress!

Tonight, I am the chosen and the only one!

Just a solo dance, I can win it!

Suddenly, there was a loud noise.

"Oh, come here, come here. Sit here, sit down, and when the curtain is raised, it's all up to you. ”

"You have to make eye contact and keep the rhythm."

"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"

Fu Chengquek saw that a boy in a school uniform was pushed in front of him.

When that face went from blurry to clear, from darkness to front of her, she felt that the world suddenly had a light that suppressed all the wind and waves.

Wen Yu.

He's coming.

I knew he lied to me, I knew he could play the piano, I knew he could see what I sent, I knew -

He'll come and help me!

……

The curtain is rising.

Wen Yu looked at Fu Orange Sparrow, and the girl's eyes were full of excitement.

He opened his mouth and said, "I'm coming."

Fu Orange Finch nodded straightly.

He gestured with his eyes again for the curtain to rise, then pointed to his black-and-white keys. Fu Chengque comprehended and calmed down to wait for the performance.

Before he took the stage, [Fake Master] had already turned on, elevating [Piano] to the level of a master, and ten minutes was enough to play this piece.

Wen Yu, who had felt the extraordinary power he had felt when he painted last time, had become familiar with it, and his fingertips slid on the keys, as if he was one with the piano, and even complained in his heart: This piano is not very good.

The curtain rose completely, and although the people in the audience were curious about how to go up and sit in front of the piano in school uniforms, they also held their breath and did not disturb.

The dance song "My heart will go on" Wen Yu listened to it in the audience in his previous life, and he remembers it very clearly, and he has practiced it himself, so let's start.

Wen Yu raised his head and glanced at Fu Orange Sparrow.

The girl smiled slightly.

There was no hindrance in his heart, Wen Yu raised his hand and gently brushed the keys, and the gentle notes poured out from his fingertips. And Fu Chengque had been waiting for this moment for a long time, stepping on the beat to lift the skirt, dancing, and spinning to the center of the stage like a butterfly.

The points of cooperation are exactly the same.

“every night in my dream… see you… feel you…”

Wen Yu silently chanted the lyrics in his heart, and raised his eyes from behind the piano to look at Fu Chengque, who was wearing an aqua blue dance dress, stretching her body, slowly overlapping with the scene she had seen in the audience in her previous life.

In his previous life, he was offstage, looking up at Fu Chengque, and today, he is accompanying her.

Under the master's skills, he became more comfortable, and for the girl's jerky parts, he also changed slightly based on his understanding of music, making it more suitable for the dancing orange finch on the stage. even play two bars of brilliance as you like to cheer up the orange finch.

The beautiful sound of the piano hovers over the auditorium.

Fu Chengque seemed to feel something, and her dance steps became more and more confident, her skirt fluttered, showing her beautiful dancing posture to the fullest, and indulging in the music.

A dance and a song, complement each other.