In the midst of the shouting and roaring crowd, Qin Chuan held Senior Sister Jing's hand and felt that his back was full of sweat.

He has watched the performances of countless folk music masters on the spot, but no one has the aura of Gu Xiaobai.

Even those masters who are already in the domestic music scene and dominate in folk music do not have them!

Gu Xiaobai seems to be a natural superstar, as soon as he starts performing, he immediately becomes another person, dominating the entire scene, and no one can escape his deterrent.

He didn't even realize how fit he was to stand on stage.

"Xiaobai's flute sounds so good, but why is the same song completely different from yours?" Senior Sister Jing looked at the crowded crowd and the shouting fans, and her heart still echoed Gu Xiaobai's flute sound just now, and she didn't understand it.

She has listened to this song at least dozens of times, and she has long been familiar with it, but Gu Xiaobai's has completely different feelings.

"Let's understand the song and deal with the feelings......" Qin Chuan said, "Me or Xiaobai, which one is better?"

As soon as Qin Chuan said this, he felt a little overwhelmed.

It's not that he thinks he's blowing worse than Gu Xiaobai, but ...... That's a novice.

Sure enough, Senior Sister Jing looked at him with disgust: "Of course it's Xiaobai!"

Qin Chuan had a kind of jealousy that his girlfriend was abducted by someone else, but when he thought that the other party was Gu Xiaobai, he couldn't be jealous.

Although the two of them are only two years apart, there is an age difference of six years, and Senior Sister Jing is actually a few months older than Qin Chuan, and almost seven years older than Gu Xiaobai.

There are two generation gaps, what are you jealous of?

Senior Sister Jing called herself Gu Xiaobai's "sister fan" and "mother fan", she felt too old.

A few girls in the mechanical department who are like baby bumps are now Gu Xiaobai's "sister fans", brushing Gu Xiaobai's fan station together every day, and from time to time there is a general laughter of machine tool cutting, so that a group of big men in the mechanical department can't cry or laugh, and can only lick each other's wounds.

At this time, he was despised by Senior Sister Jing, and Qin Chuan still wanted to struggle: "Why does Xiaobai's sound better than mine?"

I've been playing the flute for ten years, and I've performed on stage I don't know how many times.

In terms of technology, I am still much stronger than Xiaobai, and my feelings are more delicate.

Defy!

"What is the most important thing about playing the flute?" Senior Sister Jing asked Qin Chuan.

"Breath?" Qin Chuan couldn't figure out the direction of the question at all, feeling a little out of the way, and answering a little hesitantly.

"Wrong, the most important thing about playing the flute is to look at the face!" Senior Sister Jing stretched out a finger and tapped her cheek, "To listen to others play the flute, you have to stare at other people's faces." ”

Qin Chuan compared a flute posture, thought about it, and sure enough.

The flute is horizontally placed on the side of the mouth, and whether you look at the flute or the hand, you will see the face.

"The videos you watch every day of playing the flute, those flute masters, all of them have greasy and messy hair, or the hairline is worrisome, or an old face is full of folds, and when you play the flute, you still make all kinds of weird looks, it doesn't look good!"

Doesn't it sound good?

What are these words?

Can I use it to listen to music?

Qin Chuan wanted to refute it, but he thought of Gu Xiaobai's appearance playing the flute just now......

The young man in white, handsome and beautiful, standing on the stage and playing the flute, is not only pleasing to the eye.

It's almost heart-wrenching.

Even if Gu Xiaobai plays a song and two tigers, they can trample him on the ground and crush him.

Can't compare, can't compare.

Qin Chuan burst into tears, bowing a tear of sympathy for himself and the flute masters he had studied.

We...... Lost!

What do I think? Why do I have to compare myself with a perverted guy who is so open-minded? Am I asking for trouble?

If you say what Qin Chuan learned after entering Dongyuan University.

That's ...... He is just an ordinary person, and in front of the big guy, he must learn to bow his head.

Can't compare, really can't compare!

Then Senior Sister Jing grabbed Qin Chuan's hand again and said, "Old Qin, is Xiaobai really going to give up music......?

Senior Sister Jing watched Qin Chuan come over step by step, everything Gu Xiaobai got was something that Qin Chuan never dreamed of, but he actually wanted to give up?

"Well......" Qin Chuan understood in his heart, "Maybe for Xiaobai, studies are more important, Xiaobai is only 16 years old now, and his goal is so ambitious, it is right to give up for the time being, and when he wants to come back, he can come back at any time." ”

"That's right......" Senior Sister Jing clenched her fists, "Then I'll wait for Xiaobai to come back...... When, it would be nice to be able to listen to you and Xiaobai play a song together. ”

Double flute concerto?

Playing with the little white flute?

General Qin and General Xiaobai rode out together and killed all sides?

Just thinking about it, Qin Chuan felt that his hairs stood on end.

It's going to be very cool!

But can "Qin Chuanqing" be changed to a double flute concerto?

I really want to play this tune with Xiaobai and listen to it quietly.

While thinking, Qin Chuan took Senior Sister Jing's hand and walked out of the cafeteria with the gradually dispersed crowd.

The two of them walked around the campus, chatting while walking, and for many days, Qin Chuan had never been so relaxed.

The processing fee earned from the flute has been sent home, although it is not much, but it is better to be stable.

Of course, it is impossible for a flute to really give a thousand yuan, but the processing fee of two hundred per flute still makes him very happy, and it is just drilling, and he doesn't have to care about anything else.

Naturally, there are workers who wrap silk, decorate, and carve the flute, and package it into a "famous flute" for sale.

Qin Chuan cherished this opportunity, not only in drilling, tuning, but also earnestly learning seal carving and other crafts.

He wanted to make a top-notch flute with his own hands and give it to Gu Xiaobai as a thank you gift.

Although I have to take classes, practice, practice flutes, and find time to process flutes and learn new things, the days are very full, but the days are very fulfilling.

In addition to the flute, Qin Chuan is also pondering the processing and production of other wind instruments such as the dong flute, Senior Sister Jing knows that he has been very busy recently, never plays a petty temper, always accompanies him silently, and sometimes helps him.

Senior Sister Jing is also a top student in the Department of Mechanics, and she is not much in vain with Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan was already planning the future of the two of them in his mind.

How many such girls are there in the world? If you don't cherish them, I'm afraid you will regret them for the rest of your life.

Sending Senior Sister Jing back to the dormitory, Qin Chuan came to a secluded place alone, thought for a moment, took out the flute, put it to his mouth, and blew it......

Double flute concerto, how to adapt it?

More than ten seconds later, a window next to it opened, and a girl glared at Qin Chuan angrily: "Blow what!

Qin Chuan clearly saw that the girl's mobile phone was playing a video of Gu Xiaobai playing the flute.

Why can't I blow it when Xiaobai blows?

Woowoowoo......

Sure enough, the key to playing the flute is to look at the face!