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And now Professor Zhao, the director of their conservatory, unexpectedly left Jiang Wu alone, which naturally attracted everyone's attention.

"Professor Zhao can't tolerate sand in his eyes. Knowing that Jiang Wu is cheating in the video, he will definitely be furious. Maybe he will severely reprimand her, and then deprive her of her qualifications as a graduate."

"How do you know that Jiang Wu can't play such a good guqin piece? Maybe Professor Zhao feels that he has taught such an excellent student card, so he wants to praise her proudly."

"Let's all be more realistic, okay? It's impossible for music students like us to look at each other for three days."

The girls in Bingxia's dormitory were chattering, only Bingxia didn't say a word, but she agreed with one thing very much.

That is Shibie three days when he looked at him with admiration. Such things rarely happen to their music students, especially to guqin players.

Because playing the guqin requires a lot of skills and hard practice day after day, Bingxia started to learn from the age of five in order to play the guqin well, and only after playing the guqin for more than five hours a day did she achieve her current superb level. skill.

Thinking back, Jiang Wu's skill in playing the guqin was horrible, how could such amazing improvement happen in just half a year?
And Bingxia had seen the video back then, if he wanted to play that guqin piece, he would have to spend nearly 20 years of hard work before he could play it.

So in fact, in her mind, she had already decided that Jiang Wu must be a fake.

"Okay, let's stop gossiping behind other people's backs. Let the teacher decide whether this matter is true or not." Bing Xia said with a smile, directly ending their discussion.

At the moment, the atmosphere in the great hall was a bit depressing. Jiang Wu was sitting there alone, and around her were teachers from various subjects, plus the director, Professor Zhao.

"Jiang Wu, you should know why our teachers left you alone?" One of the teachers said directly.

Under the surprised eyes of many teachers, Jiang Wu shook her head directly: "I don't know why the teachers of various subjects want Jiang Wu to stay, do you have anything important to tell me?"

"Do you need to talk about this matter? You have become popular on the video site by cheating, but have you ever thought about the reputation of our conservatory of music? You have ruined our century-old reputation." One of the hot-tempered ones Jiang Wu, who was directly reprimanded by the teacher, said.

While the other teachers were silent, they seemed to agree with this teacher's statement. Jiang Wu narrowed her eyes slightly, flashing a dangerous light, and said righteously: "I don't understand what this teacher said."

"Don't act like you don't understand in front of our teachers. Others don't know that we don't know. Do you know how good you are at playing the guqin?"

"When you first entered the academy, you didn't know anything about guqin. Even after practicing for three years, you were only half-baked. How could it be possible that in just half a year, your guqin skills have reached such a high level?" These teachers said one after another. Looking at it, his eyes are full of hatred for Jiang Wu.

During this process, Jiang Wu sat there quietly without saying a word. After a while, Professor Zhao suppressed all the teachers' voices with a light cough, and then said to Jiang Wu earnestly.

"Jiang Wu, I know that people have utilitarianism. I can understand that you want to be famous, but you can't make fun of the reputation of our music school!"

Looking at the people in front of her who didn't believe that the guqin piece was played by herself, Jiang Wu felt completely at ease, and she had already expected this situation.

Then he said directly: "It seems that the teachers don't believe that I played that Guqin piece by myself."

"Haven't you told our teachers the truth? We teachers don't know your guqin skills yet. How can you play that guqin piece?"

Hearing what they said, Jiang Wu felt a bit of a headache. The original Jiang Wu played the guqin so badly. It is understandable for these people to doubt it.

"For the sake of the reputation of our conservatory, I order you to immediately take down the online video, and then publicly state that you did not play the Guqin piece."

"If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing good about it. Jiang Wu, you have to rein in the precipice. Don't make mistakes again and again. You can't get out of your utilitarian heart." The teachers next to her saw Jiang Wu bowing her head, thinking that she knew her mistake, and quickly persuaded her. Said.

Jiang Wu lowered her head slightly, hiding the meaning in her eyes, and when she raised her head again, she turned expressionless again, glanced at these teachers, and then said indifferently: "Don't tell me you teachers don't care about yours? Are the students so unconfident?"

"You even directly identified that I didn't play the Guqin piece, and didn't even give me a chance to prove it. It's really ridiculous. It turns out that I am a bad and fake student in your mind."

With a self-deprecating smile on the corner of Jiang Wu's mouth, she swept across the teachers, then shook her head and said, "You are really teachers in vain!"

As the voice fell, the expressions of many teachers standing around her froze. That's right, as she said, these teachers never thought that Jiang Wu could really play that very difficult guqin piece.

The atmosphere in the great hall became empty and quiet, and everyone's face was full of contemplation and embarrassment. At this moment, Professor Zhao spoke and looked at Jiang Wu firmly.

"Jiang Wu, you are right. We can't deny that you played the Guqin piece without giving you a chance to prove it. Since you want a chance to prove it, that's good."

"At the graduation ceremony half a month later, you can prove yourself. At that time, if you can really play that ancient song, then all our teachers will apologize to you."

After the words fell, all the teachers around took a breath, and then said to Professor Zhao: "Professor, don't be impulsive!"

"Is what the director said true? What if I played a guqin piece that was even more difficult than that in the video that day?" Jiang Wu narrowed her eyes slightly, and directly increased the stakes.

Professor Zhao's expression froze for a moment. The Guqin piece played by Jiang Wu in the live broadcast room that day was already a very difficult one. It can be listed as one of the three most difficult Guqin pieces in the music industry.

But now Jiang Wu's relaxed expression is telling everyone that that is not her limit.