God of danger

Students are like this, the days are boring, and there is no sign of trouble.

Guan Jie didn't know this Yuefu poem yet, and he didn't know which class this grand limelight came from. He just followed Hu Xinyi out of the classroom and found that the fence of another class was also full of people who came out to watch the excitement.

The noisy movement obviously came from Jiaoyi on the opposite side, but the brightness of the lights covered with colored paper was very low, and some classes had pasted up the windows and sprayed them in a gaudy way, which greatly hindered the gossip's sight, making it hard to see at once, commotion Where did it come from.

The voice of reciting is still going on, the rhythm is not neat, and there is no recitation, just yelling, revealing a taste of excitement.

Doubt made the hallway muttering, full of voices of discussion.

"Which class is this? It's so Xtep, and it's learning while playing. It's awesome."

"Go and have a look and you'll know? Let's go."

"I rely on this microphone, the volume is too loud, almost catching up with the school broadcast."

"The microphone isn't so loud, is it? I feel like it has a stereo."

"Tsk tsk tsk, rich people's class, go, go and have a look."

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There is someone walking behind, it should be a good person who heard the sound and moved.

Hu Xinyi's soles were also itching, and he ate melon seeds and said, "I want to see it too, should I go?"

Guan Jie was a little hesitant. He wanted to go to the lively embrace, but he couldn't bear to abandon the cadres of Class 9 who worked so hard to organize the show.

At this moment when he was struggling, the sound of reciting the book stopped abruptly, and the hustle and bustle instantly subsided, and then the domineering voice that shook the whole field quieted down, disappearing into the noisy gathering of other classes.

Guan Jie had just decided to stay and support the class monitor. In the corridor on the second floor, a boy suddenly yelled, "Lao She, Lao She, come and see the beauties!"

There was more than one person who responded, and many boys shouted unevenly: "Brothers, where is the beauty?"

The brother who taught the second class was very generous, and based on the principle of beauties sharing, he shared immediately: "Over there, Class 3 and Class 4 of the second year of high school, there is a beautiful woman in Class 4 who just played the flute, and it is said that Class 3 will soon come to play the pipa... Hey, it seems to have started, I heard the sound, and it flashed first."

The beauty failed to shake Guan Jie's determination, but Class 3 and Pipa made him stunned for a moment.

Guan Jie didn't know if there were any beauties in class 3 who could play the pipa, but the pipa was bound to Lu Rongxing in his mind, and as long as Lu Rongxing was involved, Guan Jie would be interested.

Pipa immediately turned his decision into a fool, Guan Jie patted the melon seed dust on his hands, and said full of doubts: "Let's go."

As for the hard-working squad leader, compared to his neighbors, it can be said to be insignificant.

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When the people in the class were so crazy that "Qiu Niang was jealous", the vice principal came over.

He knocked on the door and said, "It's good for you to be happy, but you have to think about others. There are upstairs, downstairs, and this floor. Everyone says your class is too noisy. Please turn down the sound for me. Did you hear that?"

He Weixiao's poetic excitement was forcibly interrupted, and he spread his hands in disappointment, but his interest was still high. After spreading his hands, he drew a half circle in front of his face as if dancing, and held up the microphone to show off the fake suspense that the whole class knew.

"The next program will be the highlight of our class, the pipa solo in the mountains and rivers. This mysterious night pipa player is the one in our class who hides his secrets, is too lazy to smell like farts, is idle, and keeps a low profile... Lu Rongxing, everyone welcome .”

Lu Rongxing, who was not at all mysterious, came out from behind Huang Can, his expression already speechless.

He Wei laughed at this man, because he was really a bit boring, but Lu Rongxing could understand that he was doing it for the atmosphere of the party, so he complied with all the bullshit requests from his roommate.

This unshape class leader first asked Huang Can for the manuscript that praised his fart.

Then he asked Lu Rongxing to cover half of his face with a pipa, and walk out with a more graceful pace.

Lu Rongxing asked him to make appointments by himself, but He Wei couldn't offend him with a smile, so he had to settle for the next best thing and said: "It's okay to make appointments, I won't call you, you just sit in the back, I let Cancan block you, OK?"

Lu Rongxing didn't know what it would be useful to block it, but he agreed at the time, and He Weixiao didn't say that he would get the whole class to recite "Pipa Xing" together.

This witty ideal came to Fu Zhi's mind just before La Lu Rongxing came on stage, and He Wei smiled and felt that the content echoed, and it was perfect for throwing bricks and attracting jade.

It's just that he didn't expect that their speakers would be reported by others.

But it's okay to stop at "Qiu Niang's Jealousy". Class 4 is the proper Qiu Niang. He Weixiao put his villainous heart into play and brought the off-topic party back on track.

Lu Rongxing is a man who doesn't need makeup, so no one should be jealous, but when He Weixiao did this, the front and rear doors and windows of the classroom were full of people.

He has two brushes in his hands, and he has a normal state of mind when playing the piano, so he is not nervous.

Lu Rongxing just saw someone pointing and muttering something that he had heard a lot when he was a child. It's not difficult to guess. It feels like it's rare for boys to play, or it's just a mother.

But in fact, the discussion outside is not what he thought.

You have to see it with your eyes, even if others want to call him a mother, they have to have some similar manners on him.

Ke Lu Rongxing is very correct in terms of facial features and appearance. Although he does not have the strong masculinity of a tough guy, he is also bright and masculine, with a clear and prominent masculinity.

Lu Rongxing didn't know that the appearance of him carrying a pipa and walking under the light of a red lantern was similar to that of a red lantern. In the eyes of many girls who came to watch, his temperament and self-cultivation were even unexpectedly strong.

But he himself doesn't know girls well, and he doesn't care about these things, because he never thinks that he is superior to others because he knows this. He feels that he is ordinary anyway.

Lu Rongxing walked to the chair in the middle of the classroom with a normal expression and sat down.

The bench in class is higher than the piano bench, but Wang Yang does not allow him to cross his legs, saying that his posture is not good-looking, but in fact he is afraid of affecting his bone development.

Lu Rongxing got used to it, so he didn't skip it, because the song was only 3 minutes, so he tiptoed his left foot, ready to deal with it.

He put the pipa between his legs, held the head of the piano with his left hand and tilted it to the left about 20 degrees, showing his face, and finally hung his right hand with nails wrapped around the old string, and the preparation was completed.

He Weixiao squatted beside him, holding up the microphone to amplify the sound for him.

Lu Rongxing raised his eyes and nodded at He Wei with a smile. In the next second, without warning, the first wave of melody was sent out by his fingers.

The original version of "High Mountain and Flowing Water" is a Guqin piece, which is empty and long, and it develops to the Pipa side, which is a repertoire for the 8th grade exam.

Due to the difference in the sound quality of the musical instruments, the rhythm of the piece is much brighter, with many beginnings, transitions, and transitions. The span of positions is large, and the fingerings are complicated. Buckle, roll, slam, wheel, and tick are constantly alternating.

A layman can't see the difference in fingering, but only sees his half-closed eyes, nimble and slender fingers, and jumps quickly on the strings.

He has no expression or superfluous shapes, and his eyes are very focused on the panel of the pipa. Although the music is clear, he feels very calm, and there is no sense of pride or pride.

This is a song played naked, and if there are any shortcomings in technique, it will be exposed immediately, but Lu Rongxing played it very smoothly, because he has practiced it through thousands of trials.

Except for Liu Yan, this was the first time that everyone present saw Lu Rongxing playing the piano.

The students in class 3 felt that he was a little strange like this, because Lu Rongxing had always been lazy and looked a little decadent, but he was not in the realm of "bad", so he seemed a bit mediocre.

But this does not mean that there are no girls in the class who have a good impression of him. There are still a few such girls, but Lu Rongxing does not engage in flirting. He is far away from every girl. Someone asked him to borrow something with ulterior motives I can't even borrow it, so I won't come to him for a blow after a long time.

But today he is sitting in the middle, although only his fingers are busy, but the picture of holding the piano is pleasing to the eye, that kind of laziness is gone, and it has become a kind of calmness that is handy.

Although Lu Rongxing himself didn't think so, but others looked at him, he was indeed a talented man with a good-looking figure, and some people were already starting to feel sorry, why didn't they find out that there was a handsome guy hiding here before.

Inside and outside the classroom, not everyone can appreciate this musical instrument. Some people exchanged glances, some whispered, some were intoxicated with surprise, and some dismissed it.

But after today, many people in the school know that there is a handsome guy in Class 3 who can play the pipa surreptitiously, with broad shoulders and long legs, and an outstanding temperament.

From Class 9, Grade 3 to Class [-], Grade [-], basically spanned the entire U-shaped corridor, and had to go up one floor.

When Guan Jie came, Lu Rongxing was almost finishing up.

The classrooms in Class 3 were crowded several floors outside, and some people were still standing on tiptoe in the back row.

Guan Jie has no advantage in stature, and has no gaps to exploit, and he is not too embarrassed to squeeze, so he can only stand on the periphery, listening to the end of the tune he is very familiar with, while thinking that since Lu Rongxing is going to perform, why didn't he tell himself that he is so good? Come early to join us.

But looking at this battle, Lu Rongxing did not lack for supporters.

Guan Jie ate a melon seed, stuffed the shell into the other pocket, chewed the melon seeds, looked at the red light of the window above the man's head, knew in his heart what he was like playing the piano, but still felt an unspeakable regret.

Because the occasion is different.

This was Lu Rongxing's first time playing the piano at school, Guan Jie subconsciously felt that he should be in this occasion, there was no reason.

So far, he has never been absent from Lu Rongxing's big or small events, but maybe this is a signal that he has begun to be absent.

Guan Jie had this feeling in his heart, which made him a little uncomfortable.

He swallowed the melon seeds in his mouth, and touched another one casually, but he bit down on the toothbrush only to find that he was delusional and touched the wrong pocket, and what he was holding was a piece of melon seed shell.

Guan Jie put the shell back, took out a handful from the other side, and looked left and right, but there was still no vacancy.

At this time, the sound of the piano in the classroom was coming to an end, and the melody was slowly slowing down.

Hu Xinyi has been to the piano room, and he has also seen Brother Lu playing the piano. He is a real straight man, unlike Guan Jie who has been nurtured since he was a child.

Brother Lu is good at playing, but he is not a girl after all, and it is useless to be infatuated. It is better to save your feelings. Hu Xinyi is not surprised by this, and he is only looking for girls in the crowd.

But as soon as he found one, and was about to poke Guan Jie with his elbow, Lu Rongxing in the classroom played the last note twice, and picked up the note with a heavier brush.

Before He Weixiao took away the microphone and called for everyone to applaud, the applause went from one point to one piece, and quickly continued.

Huang Can felt that his roommate was really outstanding today, with a real talent and admiration that made people want to look up. He clapped and howled, which soon caused some ghosts to cry and howl.

He Wei smiled and held up the microphone, provoking the atmosphere in the crowd: "Everyone say, does he play well?"

Everyone would say yes. Although Guan Jie didn't see it, he also contributed a certain amount of help in the periphery.

He Wei smiled and asked in a dragged tone: "Is Lu Rongxing handsome today?"

The sycophants, including Guan Jie, said they were handsome again, and then this kind of flattery that you and I cooperated closely, soon produced an inevitable consequence, called another song.

There was a crowd from inside and outside and echoed, "Come on a song" seemed to shout out a little popularity.

But Lu Rongxing was not ready to play anymore. Firstly, he had tiptoed enough, and secondly, his task was completed. Besides, there was still a program waiting for him. He stood up and held the lower end of the piano, looked around and nodded to everyone. Nodding his head, he was about to slip away.

The current atmosphere can be called the peak of today's party, He Weixiao still wanted to enjoy the peak of the host, took his arm and said, "One more, just one, it's okay for a happy new year, right?"

Lu Rongxing thought it was impossible at first, because it would be easy to talk endlessly, but there were many people shouting "Yes" outside, and one voice was particularly outstanding.

He didn't know the voice very well. Lu Rongxing glanced at the window and didn't see Guan Jie's figure, so he borrowed He Weixiao's microphone and asked outside, "Guan Jie? That 'OK' just now." 'Did you yell? Can you? Come on, come in, play."

Guan Jie really wanted to slap himself on the mouth, but he couldn't.

Happy New Year, he knows how to play. Lu Rongxing taught him before, but it was all from the old almanac n years ago, and he has forgotten it all by now.