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Chapter 243 Sweet to Sad

Ouyang Feifei felt: The atmosphere of the whole performance has been shrouded in memories of innocence and green years, as well as deep sadness.Because of my own experience, blending into the perfect technique, venting in the singing... In this respect, I should be regarded as the ultimate.If you let others perform the same theme, it will be easy to be compared by the audience, and it will deal a cruel blow to his self-confidence.

The captain of the basketball team in front of her should be very talented in music. It can be seen from the tune played by the flute. She clearly remembers that when she first saw him on a website During that video, I almost couldn't help but dance.

From this point, it can be clearly seen that he is a person who is very good at mobilizing the atmosphere, and cheerful music should be his strong point.

So she made such a suggestion very considerately and caringly.Although in her heart, subconsciously, she still hopes to unify the tone of the whole performance on sadness.

"Happy? Why did you suddenly start playing happy?" The audience in the audience were puzzled.

"But it's true, Feifei has interpreted sadness to the extreme, and no one can surpass it! If you watch a man with heat stroke play melancholy again, it will definitely be nondescript."

"Yeah, when did you see a man with heat stroke feel depressed? He is doing well now, and he is proud of the spring breeze!"

Both Zhong Yiyi and Murong Wei are people who have studied singing and dancing. How can they not understand Ouyang Feifei's intentions? This opportunity is not easy, so take advantage of it.”

Zhong Yiyi had a sudden thought: "Big idiot, are you playing the qin instead of the flute now? How about I join in too, let's have a two-qin combination?"

There is a black line on Han Qiu's forehead: What is the Erqin combination?I've only heard of Qinse Harmony, okay?

"It's better not to, I'm afraid you can't keep up with the rhythm." Han Qiu said the truth, because he didn't understand at all, and he didn't know what kind of music he could play. How could Zhong Yiyi cooperate with this? own pace?
"Hmph, stinky! You self-righteous idiot!" Zhong Yiyi pouted angrily, and said to Han Qiu: "I want to see what kind of song is the so-called one that makes me unable to keep up with the rhythm. ?”

Ouyang Feifei asked Han Qiu: "Are you ready? It's almost time to start. You can choose any repertoire, as long as it's cheerful."

She naturally let Han Qiu choose at will. Anyway, no matter what kind of music Han Qiu plays, she is confident that she can keep up with it. In this world, there is no famous song that she doesn't know the lyrics...

Han Qiu held up the Organ of Tears, and from a distance, it looked like a piece of beautiful jade shining with deep blue, which surprised the audience.

"Damn it, where did you get this qin? Could it be the legendary Shute qin?"

"No wonder the man with heat stroke stopped playing the flute. Anyone who gets this piano will regard it as a treasure!"

"I hope I can still feel the urge to dance like last time."

"Waiting for the man with heat stroke to give us a happy show, I'm going to show you a waltz..."

Han Qiu quietly picked up the harmonica and played it cautiously.

The leisurely sound of the piano spread slowly.

At the beginning, there was a fast-paced music sound, which sounded like a cheerful way, but the strange thing was that the audience who were about to dance couldn't get excited anyway, and their hearts seemed to be blocked by some inexplicable emotion.

Ouyang Feifei opened her red lips lightly and was about to let her singing voice float, but she suddenly realized: she had no idea what this piece of music played by Han Qiu was?But the strange thing is that this music is extremely beautiful and seems to be full of deep emotions. It is definitely a masterpiece by a famous artist.

There are masterpieces that I have never heard of?

Zhong Yiyi and Murong Wei also looked at each other in dismay: Is the big idiot doing creation again?
The fast-paced music gradually became faster and faster, one after another, the fresh and melodious sounds jumped out of the piano, floated in the air, and flowed into everyone's heart through a pair of ears.

Why does a song with a bright rhythm make people feel distressed?
It's as if it's clearly a piece of candy, but it's so sweet that it makes you sad!
"Using the item...the organ of tears, which has no attributes, no weight, and no grades. It can make the person who hears the sound feel sad and burst into tears..."

It was clearly a cheerful song, but it triggered a wave of tears, and the audience soon flooded with tears.

And the three stunning beauties on the stage were not much better. Zhong Yiyi and Murong Wei had already cried to the point of tears. They only felt the pain in their hearts as if they were being torn apart. The great sorrow made the tear glands extraordinarily developed...

And no matter how difficult and painful the desperate situation, Ouyang Feifei, who never lost her faith and never shed a tear, under the influence of Han Qiu's piano sound, her strong side collapsed...

What kind of realm is this?Bright music makes people sad, which is equivalent to using comedy to express a tragedy. You have to be extremely happy to be sad, and you must be extremely happy to be sad... This is the highest state of tragedy!
And Han Qiu's piano sound has the same effect.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. I naively thought that my interpretation of sadness was perfect and perfect, and I was afraid of damaging the confidence of others. Now it seems that I should be the one who gets hit!

Ouyang Feifei looked at Han Qiu with a solemn expression and was completely immersed in his state in surprise, as if looking at a monster: what material is this person made of?What a difference!

Sometimes, he is an excellent basketball player, with a murderous look and courage to go forward; sometimes, he is like a gentle scholar, with a gentle atmosphere; The mastery is so perfect that it has reached the point of infecting people's hearts.

From the sound of the flute that makes people dance to the sound of the piano that makes people cry, he has already mastered two extreme emotions. There is no other adjective for such a person except genius.

My studio definitely needs his help!
After the song was played, Han Qiu couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the sobs in the audience: Hey, why bother?Why do you have to force me to make a move?Manly man, shed tears in public, isn't it nice?

Self-inflicted, can't live!

"Papa papa" applause rang out, surpassing any previous one!Han Qiu was taken aback: what's going on?This group of people was crying and applauding desperately. Don't they all like tragedies?
Hey, life is like a tea table, full of glasses!

"Han Qiu, thank you. This is my most successful performance so far!" Ouyang Feifei smiled at Han Qiu with tears in her eyes, like a lily with dewdrops.Pure white, holy, with a hint of hazy.

"Hey, I'm ashamed, I hope I don't spoil everyone's interest." Han Qiu always felt that it was impolite and unkind to make the audience cry!
There was an uproar under the stage.

The man with heat stroke is too modest!Excessive modesty is hypocrisy!
Just based on his performance tonight, I don't know how many more nympho fans will be there!
Look, the steel teeth girls in the audience are already staring at Han Qiu, and the two rows of steel teeth are gnashing loudly...

Hey, sometimes having too many fans is also an annoyance!
There is no banquet in the world that lasts forever. This concert filled with strong memories and a touch of sentimentality, in the midst of reluctance, finally came to a gorgeous curtain call.

Ouyang Feifei once again expressed her gratitude to Zhong Yiyi and Murong Wei, but the strange thing was that she didn't say any more words of thanks to Han Qiu, who was in the limelight at today's concert. After a glance, Han Qiu felt baffled.

Could it be that my performance was so perfect that I stole the limelight?Hey, I don't understand!
……

"Big idiot, are you telling the truth? You must have studied music before!" After the bustle was over, when Han Qiu sent Zhong Yiyi and Murong Wei back to the dormitory, Zhong Yiyi kept talking to Han Qiu. cross-examination.

Han Qiu wanted to say that he had studied music, which seemed to be of great taste and class.But I'm afraid that Zhong Yiyi will drag himself to play music in the future when he has nothing to do, and then he will have to reveal his secrets.So be careful!careful!
"No, I never learned it before. I just blow it up casually." Han Qiu sighed, and said in a very exaggerated tone: "Could it be that I am the one-in-a-kind musical genius in the legend? There is only one in 100 years?"

"Bah! A genius, a born idiot!" Zhong Yiyi raised his middle finger at Han Qiu fiercely, contemptuously!

Murong Wei on the side looked at all this with a smile, and secretly said in her heart: "Perhaps, you are really a genius!"

This is the difference between her and Zhong Yiyi.If Zhong Yiyi belongs to the type who constantly stimulates and alerts people, making people dare not get carried away when they are proud, always trembling and working hard, Murong Wei is the type who constantly affirms and encourages people, making people not forgetful when they are frustrated. The kind of girl who gets discouraged and musters the courage to face difficulties.

These two personalities, it doesn't matter who is good and who is bad, it just depends on whether they are suitable...

"By the way, big idiot, oh, no, Brother Qiu!" Zhong Yi blinked his big eyes, and his bright eyeballs rolled away, looking at Han Qiu with fear, he was so scared, when did Zhong Yi call? I'm autumn brother?This is equivalent to a weasel giving a New Year greeting to a chicken, it must have no good intentions!
"Brother Qiu, can you show me your harmonica?" Zhong Yiyi suddenly widened his eyes full of hope: "If it's convenient, can you lend it to me and play for a few days... Oh, no! How many days?"

Han Qiu shook his head like a wave drum, and waved his hands again and again: "Other matters can be discussed. Don't inquire about this harmonica. I borrowed it." In order to have a justified reason, Han Qiu casually added : "This harmonica, I have to return it tomorrow..."

"I'll return it with you tomorrow, and then I'll borrow it from its owner!" Zhong Yiyi smiled triumphantly at Han Qiu: "I believe others won't be so stingy like you!"

Han Qiu was stunned for a moment: Shit, this time, it's really... the joy begets the sorrow, the sweetness is so sad.

(End of this chapter)