No one in the quiet backstage kept up with her brain circuits, and even the school leaders were a little stunned.

The boy was grabbed by the collar by Bai Qi, and looking at that face up close was quite impactful, and he didn't react for a moment.

Bai Qian looked at him calmly and repeated: "Yes, Gu, Zheng, ? ”

"Yes!" He quickly came back to his senses.

A lot of things in the school are sponsored by Jiang Jing, and they especially like to buy guzheng for the school.

In the music room, there are seven or eight different types of guzheng.

"Hmm." Bai Qian nodded, and she let go of her hand.

handed the mobile phone to Lu Xiaohan beside him, and slowly took off the iridium in his two hands and handed it to her, and said politely: "Please help me get the zither." ”

After the boy was stunned for a moment, he hurriedly went next door to get the zither.

The performance on stage has come to an end.

Bai Qian smoothed her sleeves, she looked at the school leader, her cold eyes clearly did not have any emotion, but her flat tone sounded terrifying, "The show can be changed, right?" ”

The originally aggressive school leader nodded consciously.

Bai Qian retracted his gaze, "Then change it, I'll play the guzheng." ”

Go to get the guzheng, and the boy just came over with the guzheng.

Bai Qian took the zither, and she looked at the brown zither for a long time before reaching out and plucking it.

There are some harsh sounds, which are not considered to be the best guzheng, and the timbre is not good enough.

She stretched out her hand and slowly tuned her tone.

But barely enough.

The logistics staff all understood the meaning of Baiqi, and there was no shortage of pickups and guzheng on the spot, and the performance of the guzheng was also very aspect.

They put the piano bench and stand up, and Bai Qi lifted the curtain with the piano and went to the stage.

Ren Wanxuan, who was waiting for Bai Qian to beg her, stood in place, frowning and watching Bai Qian disappear into the background.

"Lu Xiaohan, do your classmates still know guzheng?" Someone also reacted and asked Lu Xiaohan softly.

Bai Qian has just tuned quite a posture, and he doesn't look like a layman.

Lu Xiaohan was sweating profusely at this time, she didn't have much strength, she only said "um".

It's just that the answer is not confident and absent-minded.

Most of the people present could see her state, glanced at each other, and probably understood that Bai Qi should not be very good at guzheng.

That's right, too.

If you can, you won't be able to sign up for the sword dance.

When the fifteenth class went outside to see the situation, the backstage discussed in a whisper, "It's so miserable, the long sword was taken away, not to mention, I still have to play the piano." ”

"Especially ......" someone looked at Ren Wanxuan cautiously, "Her next one is Ren Wanxuan." ”

"Huh? Does she know that Ren Wanxuan is playing the piano? ”

“……”

Voices of doubt are constantly in my ears.

Ren Wanxuan also understood at this time, she retracted her gaze and sneered, "I originally wanted to help her." ”

Since the other party would rather force herself to play the guzheng than bow her head, then she has no choice.

**

Outside.

Lu Xiaohan and others have come out to prepare to watch the stage.

On the stage, the piano stand and piano bench were placed.

Lu Xiaohan and the others stood in the corner, their faces not very good.

Zhang Shize didn't dare to go back to class, and only asked Lu Xiaohan in a whisper.

Lu Xiaohan stared at the stage and shook her head with a wry smile, "She has never practiced guzheng at all." ”

Not to mention the guzheng, the white sword has not been touched a few times.

Even Ren Wanxuan, who is proficient in the piano, takes time to practice every day, Bai Qi has never touched the guzheng during this time, and has not communicated with the stage in advance to make a good drum.

The outcome of this guzheng performance is predictable.

Zhang Shize and the others' hearts suddenly sank.

Bai Qian came out of the backstage in a skirt, a spotlight hit her cold white face, and the voice of the auditorium suddenly became much quieter.

But there are still people whispering.

is like a few boys standing next to Ji Heng.

They sound like they love to learn, and they've been arguing over the probability of a biological genetic disease.

"But some of her descendants are patients, and some are normal ......"

Ji Heng saw that Bai Qi had come out, and it seemed that he was performing a guzheng.

Bai Qian didn't tell him the content of the show, he thought it had always been a guzheng.

I had heard Ji Shaojun say that Bai Qian seemed to have learned guzheng in the Bai family, and Ji Heng had no doubts.

He turned his head, looked at the two arguing boys, and said, "She is a patient and her son is a patient, and her daughter is normal, obviously with X recessive inheritance, then the probability of her daughter being born to a normal person is a quarter of the disease." ”

Two students flipped through the answers that followed—

Sure enough, it was a quarter of them, with a recessive genetic disease of X.

The two of them looked at the gray-haired Ji Heng, and asked in trembling voices, "Old man, you, were you a biology teacher before?" ”

"Me? Tailor. ”

The two of them looked at Ji Heng's serious face, which didn't look like a joke, and was messy: "Tailor??? ”

The tone sounded like it was going to cry.

"Yes," Ji Heng looked at them expressionlessly, then pointed to the stage and said: "My granddaughter is going to perform a show, you two watch quietly, remember to applaud when the time comes, look, the clothes on her body are made by me." ”

The two of them looked at the exquisite clothes on the stage.

Yes...... Is it really a tailor?

The two finally burst into tears.

**

First row.

Chen Ju saw Bai Qi coming to the stage, still holding a guzheng, and he sat up straight.

looked at Bai Qi, and didn't blink his eyes.

Many programs are brilliant today, but Chen Ju is a little careless, he has seen many national-level scenes, small fights in Xiangcheng, he can sit from eight o'clock to more than eleven o'clock today.

It's completely for Jiang to be attached to it, and there may be a performance of Bai Qi's face.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ye, who had never cared about the show, suddenly sat up straight, and the principal was stunned.

At the same time, the leader who came back from the backstage whispered what was happening in the background to the principal.

The principal had a smile on his face, he looked at Chen Ye, who was suddenly serious, and hurriedly whispered to him: "This guzheng is a small fight for students, naturally not as professional as Jiang Jing, you can have fun." ”

"Hmm." Chen Ju's gaze was not returned.

is still staring at the stage of Bai Qi.

Bai Qian sat on the piano bench.

Place your hands gently on the piano stand with your eyes slightly closed.

A large gradient green skirt is spread on the ground, and the skirt spread on the ground is surrounded by poppies of various colors blooming in the wind.

The restless auditorium gradually fell silent.

"Bang-"

The brightest spotlight in the middle is laid.

Bai Qi, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened, those eyes were not the casual and careless in the past, they were dark and cold, and murderous.

She raised her hand, put her hands on the strings, and slowly plucked from top to bottom, and extremely smooth arpeggios poured out of her hands!

The sound of the zither is subtle and powerful.

Even people who don't understand music can feel the tension of the sound of the zither word by word.

Chen Ju in the first row stood up suddenly!

He stared at Bai Qi, his fingers were trembling, just the prelude, he could hear it-

It's a white line!

It's Bai Jiajun!

"Zheng—"

The sound of the zither is getting more and more urgent!

Bai Qian hung his wrist, pinched his index finger and thumb, and pressed the moment he passed the string decisively and crisply, splitting it overnight!

She clearly did not wear nails, and the tone of the guzheng was not soft, but more and more firm.

Faintly visible through time and space, thousands of troops galloped out!

Bai Qian half-lowered his head, his fingertips quickly crossed the strings, the wheel fingers cooperated with the shaking of his fingers, the fingertips were so fast that he could barely see clearly, and the sound of the zither collided into a sword and sword shadow!

The sound of the eager and eager zither was so intense that it did not give everyone in the auditorium a chance to relax, and when it was the highest, it turned sharply!

The jade finger swept away, and the iron cavalry came out!

"Zheng—"

The last sound was like a tense string in everyone's head, almost holding their breath.

The rapid sound stopped abruptly, and Bai Qi put his hands on the strings and slowly raised his head.

The only screen behind her zoomed in on her face, her eyes still dark but faintly red.

Obviously, the song has been played, and the auditorium is still quiet.

Only the poppies she bloomed on the stage, and only the peach blossom face she slowly raised, seemed to be intertwined with reality after thousands of years, and engraved into images in the distant universe.

Bai Qi pressed the strings of the zither with his fingers, and seemed to pause for two or three seconds before standing up with the piano in his arms.

Pull off the skirt with one hand and thank you slightly.

At the gathering place of the fifteenth class, Jiang He, who was held by Ning Xiao, stared at the stage with his mouth slightly open.

Beside him, Jiang Fuli, who was long and jade, also stood quietly in place, his shallow eyes that had not fluctuated for a long time were surging with waves at the moment, and his fingertips were almost trembling.

And in the first row, Chen Ju's eyes were almost a little red.

The scene was full of people from Xiangcheng, and some people understood Chen Ju's mood.

As a school song of Jiangjing University, just listening to it is enough to shake people's hearts-

Think about it, this is a thousand years ago, the pre-war song composed by the eldest lady of the Bai family, and ten thousand people sent the Bai family army to the battle, and it was almost perfectly reproduced by people at this moment, and I have a sense of pride trembling when I think about it!

This is a white line.

No drums, no piano, no guitar.

It only takes a guzheng to evolve thousands of troops.

After Bai Qian stepped down, the scene was still quiet for almost a minute.

Then thunderous applause poured out.

Chen Ju also reacted suddenly.

He didn't say a word, and chased directly to the backstage.

Beside him, the principal finally sobered up, and while he followed, he asked the people around him: "Didn't you say that Bai Qian didn't know how to do it?" ”

Isn't that what happens?!

The school leader who just got angry in the background: "......"

The two hosts of the third year of high school finally reacted from the ups and downs, they walked out from the back and continued to host with a smile, "Now, please ...... last performer"

**

Here, as soon as Jiang Fuli came out, he saw Bai Qi standing lazily on the left side of the gate.

She was waiting for Lu Xiaohan, her eyes quietly looking ahead.

A wooden hairpin on his head, standing in the wind with a backlight.

The garment was gently blown up by the breeze.

It seems that in the next second, it can go away with the wind.

A half-yellow leaf fell gently on her shoulder.

Jiang Fuli stretched out his hand and gently plucked the leaf, his fingertips were still hooked with the black mask, he lowered his eyes, his whole face was hidden in the shadows, and his voice was very soft: "What are you looking at here?" ”

He looked in the direction she was looking, and there was a school building in front of him, so he couldn't see anything.

Hearing the voice, Bai Qian tilted his head and replied, "Reflect." ”

Rethink?

Jiang stood away from Si Sven, his shallow eyes narrowed slightly.

"How did you get here?" Bai Qian suddenly remembered, "Didn't Jiang He say that you were busy?" ”

Speaking of this, Jiang Gongzi was rarely silent for a while.

Today is not a weekend, the new equipment in the laboratory is still waiting for him to go, and it has been a miner all morning.

But no one dared to ask Jiang Gongzi about this.

Bai Qian was the first to ask.

Chen Ju didn't even dare to look at Jiang Fuli in the morning, let alone ask boldly, otherwise he would be packed by Jiang Gongzi and go to the fighting arena in the future, and Chen Ju would not have time to cry.

If he saw Bai Qi's list so big, he would definitely be impressed by her.

Jiang Gongzi was silent.

The Chen Bureau in the back also chased out.

"Miss Bai." He has always been respectful to Bai Qi.

But at this time, the respect is mixed with indescribable excitement and respect.

After saying "Miss Bai", he looked up and saw Jiang Fuli beside Bai Qi.

The other party did not have the cold air of "death if he was close to me" in the morning, but the eyes that swept over him were still cold and alienated.

The second half of Chen Ju's words were stuck in his throat.

Bai Qian turned his head slightly and raised his eyebrows at Chen Ju.

"Miss Bai," Chen Ju asked Bai Qi stubbornly, "You play the guzheng so well, dare to ask where you studied here?" ”

He only listens to music, and the Chen family seems to lack a tendon in their brains, they can't learn Liang Ti, they don't have talent to learn music, even if they are as smart as Chen Beixuan, playing the guzheng is like pulling a big saw.

The same is true for Chen Ju.

But not being able to play doesn't mean that you don't understand, Chen Ju followed the old man, and he has heard countless professional-level performances of all sizes, but none of them have been so shocking today.

Except for what seems to be a little obscure at first, the more you go on, the better it gets.

The Guzheng faction of the association that the Chen family has followed does not have the style of Bai Qi, so I want to know where she came from.

Chen Ju is genuinely asking.

Bai Qi's eyes were a little weird, and she looked at Chen Ju: "How well did you play?" ”

(End of chapter)