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The entire auditorium fell silent, and a beam of spotlights shone on Jiang Wu's body, as if only Jiang Wu and the guqin god in front of her were left in the world.

Bingxia who saw this scene in the background was also a little dazed, for some reason, a sense of crisis suddenly and quietly rose in her heart.

In the past, she was recognized as the best Guqin player in the Conservatory of Music. Even when Jiang Wu's video on the Internet was released, her status still did not shake.

Because those people thought that Jiang Wu's video was a fake, and it was impossible for her to play that extremely difficult guqin piece.

Even when they were backstage just now, everyone didn't think that Jiang Wu could play a Guqin piece that was more difficult than the previous Guqin piece on stage. They all thought that she was just struggling before dying, just for show.

But for some reason, Bingxia, who has always been very confident, saw Jiang Wu sitting on the stage confidently and calmly, and when she was about to perform, the string in her heart suddenly broke, and the panic like a tide was like She rushed over without warning.

Then she subconsciously covered her chest, a look of pain appeared on her face, the classmates next to her immediately noticed her strangeness, supported her, and said with concern: "Bingxia, what's wrong with you? Comfortable?"

"I'm really not feeling well, I'll go back and have a rest first." Bingxia said with a slightly pale face, then directly left the backstage under everyone's surprised eyes, and returned to her own lounge.

Because her background is not bad, and she is a high-achieving student with high hopes in the conservatory, the teacher arranged a separate lounge for her.

And all of this is because she hopes to become the most skilled guqin player so far.

"Why? Why do I feel so flustered when I see her?" Bing Xia frowned and said, her playing order was second after Jiang Wu.

In the past, because some teachers in the conservatory also thought that it was impossible for Jiang Wu to play a Guqin piece that was more difficult than the one in the video, so they wanted to let Bingxia play after she made a fool of herself.

In this case, in comparison, Bingxia's guqin skills are naturally more superb, and it is easier to be selected by some managers of some ancient orchestras in the audience, so as to spread the reputation of their music school.

But for some reason, Bingxia felt that those teachers’ plans would not come true today, so there was no basis for it, but she had such a strong premonition in her heart.

"Why don't you play it? It's not like those netizens said that the video is fake, she can't play it?"

Jiang Wu, who was on stage, didn't play the piano immediately, but sat there silently putting her slender fingers on the strings, what did she feel?
This scene naturally couldn't be understood by the audience, Jiang Yanran said with a mocking look on her lips, and said in a slightly louder voice: "I think she is delaying time, because she doesn't know how to play at all."

"What, I can't play. I came all the way here just to see the legendary fairy playing the piano. Could it be that she really can't play? This is deceiving my feelings!"

"Yeah, it's really too much. How can you deceive our fans' feelings? If you don't know how to play, just say it. If you don't know how to play, why do you have to go on stage to humiliate yourself?"

All of a sudden, the audience at the bottom began to discuss. Only the high-quality celebrities and elegant scholars in the first few rows, although they also felt guilty in their hearts, they didn't say anything because of the occasion.

"Master Xiao, I think the girl Jiang Wu is just nervous, or let her go down to relieve her nervousness before going on stage." Some people next to her suggested.

No matter what, Jiang Wu is the anchor of the pineapple live broadcast, and Xiao Monan is the behind-the-scenes boss of the pineapple live broadcast. As the saying goes, it depends on the owner to beat a dog.

And with Jiang Wu's performance in the stands, the people next to him already silently believed that Jiang Wu's video was indeed fake, but they couldn't expose it face to face, lest they slap Xiao Monan in the face.

So I used a nervousness as an excuse, so as not to make Xiao Monan's face too ugly.

And Xiao Monan didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, even when he saw Jiang Wu sitting on the stage motionless, his expression remained unchanged, his expression and face were very calm.

And just when the voice of doubt in the audience was getting louder, Jiang Wu's finger finally moved, she hooked a string of the piano, and made a dull and distant sound.

The sound of the piano directly hit the hearts of everyone in the auditorium. For some reason, the sound of the piano was transmitted very far, and it directly spread throughout the entire auditorium, even the people sitting in the corner I could hear everything clearly.

All of a sudden, needles could be heard quietly in the entire auditorium, and then Jiang Wu's eyes flashed brightly, and the fingers under her hands slowly began to play the piano, and the movements became faster and faster.

A series of piano sounds came out from under her hands, as if a hot sun was rising from behind her, and everyone who was shining did not dare to look at the stage.

"What's going on? Why do I feel that the blood in my whole body is boiling with the sound of the piano, as if there is a bursting feeling that will burst out of my body at any time."

The audience below all felt this feeling, their eyes were full of surprises, even Xue Qianbin and Jiang Yanran were shocked, sitting there did not expect that Jiang Wu could really pop out.

The teachers of the conservatory who were also sitting in the audience, when they heard Jiang Wu's music, they were skeptical at first, and then turned into astonishment. In the end, only shock was left on their faces, and everyone stood in place without moving. He didn't move, like a puppet listening to Jiang Wu's performance on the stage.

This piece of Yangyue Fu is a qin piece that Jiang Wu's original world and this world are equally broken. For thousands of years, no one has been able to complete this piece, and Jiang Wu is the first person.

"What is this piece of music? Why does it seem familiar to me?" The Guqin teacher in the Conservatory of Music trembled slightly with excitement. She heard some familiar feelings in Jiang Wu's Guqin piece, but she couldn't remember it. Where have I heard it.

At this time, Jiang Wu's guqin music has reached the final stage, the high-pitched qin sound directly interrupted this qin melody, making everyone reverberate in this qin melody for a long time, and it took a long time for the audience in the auditorium to recover Come, look at Jiang Wu on the stage in a daze.