Rebirth of Guqin

behind you. "Before entering the classroom, Zhou Yiqing clearly discerned what Long Ziqi said to him from the mouth patterns of his colleague and friend Long Ziqi.

Frightened and running into the classroom at the fastest speed, Zhou Yiqing narrowly sat down in his seat a few seconds before Teacher Lu came in.

"Students, the [-]th Golden Week has passed..." Zhou Yiqing let out a long sigh of relief seeing Teacher Lu start to spit on it.

Sitting next to Zhou Yiqing, Long Ziqi stabbed Zhou Yiqing twice with his elbow: "Brother, you are famous." Zhou Yiqing forgot about him that day, and he has been holding grudges till now.

Tentatively enduring Long Ziqi's anger, Zhou Yiqing took out the physics book for class from the schoolbag in the drawer: "What?"

"The game was broadcast on TV that day. Most of our class watched it, as did other classes." Looking at Zhou Yiqing's distressed face, Long Ziqi felt relieved.

Zhou Yiqing turned around and saw Long Ziqi gloating, and suddenly felt a stomachache.Before that, he had no idea the game was on TV.

"Don't worry, you just need to answer a few questions from them, that's not always the case on TV." Long Ziqi winked at Zhou Yiqing, he didn't feel any embarrassment at all.

That's what you see.Zhou Yiqing twitched the corners of his mouth, his face full of helplessness.In places where we don't know now, in the news reports of later generations, unspoken rules are the norm, and it is normal for people to come to power through various scandals.

Thinking about the last time these people went crazy, Zhou Yiqing felt terrified: "Long Ziqi, don't leave me today."

"Don't worry, I won't abandon poor you." Zhou Yiqing's state of wanting to cry without tears pleased Long Ziqi, but looking at the eyes of the people around him, Zhou Yiqing felt that he was more dangerous.

In this world, there should not be that kind of horrible thing that can be called a nuclear bomb in later generations-rotten girls.

After finally getting through the morning self-study, when Zhou Yiqing was packing up his things, a piece of composition paper was placed in front of Zhou Yiqing's eyes: "I lost this time, I admit it. This is the bet I lost with you." Let's take a look at the composition for you. But, you have to be careful, my cousin is not so easy to dismiss."

After finishing speaking, Xia Yu turned around and left, looking a bit like the gangster boss in the Hong Kong movie that Long Ziqi liked.

Zhou Yiqing, who had no time to talk to him, was able to pick up the composition paper that Xia Yu had put on his desk after Xia Yu had left. The first half of it was about the Guqin, which looked very familiar. It should be from the last public class. Notes copied by a classmate.

And the second half is completely a challenge letter, and it was written by Xia Yu for his cousin, a college student also named Xia Yu.The arrogant-looking style of writing is completely different from the above part. Zhou Yiqing estimated that Xia Yu's composition has never been able to get high marks, so it should not have been written by Xia Yu.

But college students these days are not as popular as a Chinese cabbage in later generations, they are very expensive, so a college student shouldn't take him seriously?Zhou Yiqing was confused.

Folding this piece of paper and putting it in his schoolbag, Zhou Yiqing didn't even tell Long Ziqi, and planned to call Tang Qingzhi directly when he went back.Zhou Yiqing didn't know when it would start, Tang Qingzhi's status in his heart was already higher than that of Long Ziqi, who decided to be a good friend for life after his rebirth.

"Zhou Yiqing, you are the one playing the guqin on TV, right?" Sure enough, just after Zhou Yiqing put away his things, the first person had already arrived.

Zhou Yiqing nodded. Anyway, he always needs to know. In the worst case, he would just skip class.Zhou Yiqing looked at the class schedule written on the blackboard. This morning, only the first class was the main class, while physics class was only available in the afternoon.

"You are so handsome, Zhou Yiqing. After seeing you on TV, I decided to make you my idol." The girl put a notebook in front of Zhou Yiqing: "First sign me , When you become famous, I can make a good profit."

Zhou Yiqing looked at the girl dumbfounded, he didn't know whether to keep holding the pen or put it down quickly when the pen was stuffed into his hand.

With the first one, the second and third ones will come right away, but fortunately, the children at this time are still relatively pure, and without the shocking scene in the later generations that Zhou Yiqing imagined, Zhou Yiqing can barely do it. Cope with it.

Fortunately, there is a lot of time after class in the third grade of junior high school, but there is very little free time for the class to relax freely. In addition, most of the students in this class are of the hardworking kind, so Zhou Yi Qing's day passed relatively smoothly.

At noon, Zhou Yiqing asked Long Ziqi to help him buy the meal, and the girl who spoke first has been sitting next to Zhou Yiqing since school was over at noon, making him feel sad when he saw that there was no one in the class. Zhou Yiqing, who was extremely uncomfortable, felt much more comfortable.

"Zhou Yiqing, when is your next game?" The girl looked at Zhou Yiqing, who was listening to the MP[-], and opened her mouth first.

Hearing the girl's words, Zhou Yiqing raised his head: "It will be the day after tomorrow, the schedule is tight."

"Then do you want to ask for leave? The day after tomorrow is Saturday, and the school will be in class." The girl was full of curiosity.

Zhou Yiqing nodded, and then the girl said to Zhou Yiqing with the look of "I'm my sister, I will protect you", "It's okay, I'll help you take notes, and I'll get you a copy of the papers."

Zhou Yiqing smiled at the girl, he knew that the girl had misunderstood something: "I will ask for leave tomorrow afternoon, my guqin teacher will take me to familiarize myself with the venue of the competition, and also make final adjustments to the repertoire I have chosen. "

Ever since Zhou Yiqing found out the next day that he was No. 1 in the preliminary round, and that he would participate in the semi-finals in the province as the seed player in the city, he had been struggling with his foundation.

He still remembers the comment of the judges at that time: "Your basics are so good that I really want to go on stage and play for you."

So tomorrow is his final sprint, and even Tang Qingzhi, who has not been in the store recently, agreed to help him retrain his foundation tomorrow afternoon.

"Zhou Yiqing, you are completely famous." At this time, Long Ziqi, who happened to go out to help Zhou Yiqing buy food, came back from the outside: "Do you know, I just went to buy it for you, and a bunch of girls surrounded me asking for you." Information."

"It's too bad." Zhou Yiqing felt a headache.

The girl watched Long Ziqi come back, and stood up from her seat: "I'm going to eat, starting tomorrow afternoon, I'll pack your notes for you." After finishing speaking, she walked out of the classroom without waiting for Zhou Yiqing's reaction .

"You're lucky." Long Ziqi looked at Zhou Yiqing and couldn't stop laughing.

Zhou Yiqing rolled his eyes, opened the plastic bag, and struggled to eat, completely ignoring Long Ziqi's convulsions.

In the past few days, Zhou Yiqing basically enjoyed the feeling of being a star in school, which made Zhou Yiqing's low-key plan completely overthrown, and it was impossible to rebuild it.

21. Preparations for the Visual Department...

"Yiqing, I arrived very early today." Early in the morning on October [-]th, Zhou Yiqing took a taxi to the so-called Peace Grand Theater in the city center.However, Zhou Yiqing was earlier than Zhou Yiqing in the early morning. When Zhou Yiqing got off the car, he saw Tang Qingzhi standing beside the station.

Tang Qingzhi also saw Zhou Yiqing at the same time, he walked towards Zhou Yiqing, stood beside Zhou Yiqing, took the piano bag from Zhou Yiqing and picked it up, and slowly led Zhou Yiqing to the entrance of the Grand Theatre. Walking to the door: "The door was not opened yesterday, I thought I would come early today to see the layout here."

Zhou Yiqing nodded, that's what he was thinking about so early.It's just that he didn't expect someone to think of him together.

At noon yesterday, Zhou Yiqing approved Mr. Lu for the leave note written by Tang Qingzhi.It was rare for Teacher Lu to criticize a fake so simply, so Zhou Yiqing also went to Tang Qingzhi's place very early, and had a lunch by the way.

But when they arrived at the Peace Theater, Zhou Yiqing and Tang Qingzhi unexpectedly discovered that the theater was locked due to the tomorrow's competition, so the two of them had to turn around and concentrate on reviewing basic fingering till night nine o'clock.

"Yiqing, you don't need to be so nervous." Tang Qingzhi, who was walking next to Zhou Yiqing, could clearly see that Zhou Yiqing's muscles had tensed up since they entered the theater: "Yiqing, you are very nervous." Well, the foundation is not so solid yet, but you have improved a lot. The person who was the main judge last time is also here this time, and he can see how much you have improved, Yiqing. We all know that you have done your best. I did my best."

Zhou Yiqing turned his head and smiled stiffly at Tang Qingzhi. He also knew that he shouldn't be nervous, but he just couldn't control his body's reaction.

Going directly to the center stage, Tang Qingzhi took Zhou Yiqing to see all the surrounding facilities, and then took Zhou Yiqing directly from the stage to the backstage.

Tang Qingzhi thought that they needed some arrangements.

Although this center stage is not considered a big stage in his eyes, it is still too big for a soloist. If the performer cannot hold the audience, then failure is certain.

What Zhou Yiqing has now is just a primary scale, immature temperament, not even an aura. If he doesn't borrow foreign objects, no matter how emotional Zhou Yiqing is, no matter how perfect his playing is, he will not be able to hold the audience down.

"Qingzhi, what's the matter?" Zhou Yiqing looked at