Chapter 278 Orgasm! Fall Off Again!

Yun Yiheng paused in getting up, and was still a little confused for a while.

Excessive blood loss, coupled with the severe pain, made his brain a little bit stuck at the moment.

Where did the sound of the piano come from?

It sounded just right! There needs to be a pause between the prelude and the climax of the song itself, so that people's hearts can suddenly feel empty, and then the climax can be more intoxicating.

For this period of pause, he has been in frequent contact at home in the past two days.

Always inaccurate.

But at this moment, the time to stay is just right!

Moreover, the notes of the climax are played better, more familiar and more powerful than him! The sense of rhythm also makes people feel Fei Teng!

The same piece of music, played by different people with different powers!

He was shocked, kept half standing up, slowly turned his head stiffly, and saw the anonymous person who "doesn't understand oriental musical instruments", quickly plucking his fingers on the strings.

The climax of the music seemed to lead everyone into the virgin forest in an instant, bringing people back to their original state.

The fresh air, the fragrance of birds and flowers, and the clear gurgling water give people a feeling of "floating clouds and catkins without roots, and the sky and the earth blowing with the wind".

The climax passed quickly, and the sound of the piano turned to a rhythmic rhythm.

Sometimes it is soothing like a flowing spring, sometimes it is exciting like a waterfall, sometimes it is clear like big beads falling on a jade plate, and sometimes it is like whispering to yourself. The pure sound of the piano drives people back to the depths of their souls to find their original self.

Not only can it cleanse the soul, it even makes people feel that the internal organs are resonating with it...

The entire audience was shocked by the sound of the music, and even more shocked by the people on the stage. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Shen Ruojing at this moment!

There were no students who could enter the concert hall, and some people waited outside with concern.

They browsed the school intranet nervously, wanting to hear real-time feedback from the students present.

But why no one posted?

And vaguely heard the sound of the piano coming from the concert hall...

They began to frantically refresh the network, asking questions one by one:

——what happened? Didn't it mean that Yun Yiheng's nails were broken and he couldn't play them? How can I still hear the sound of the piano?

——The people in the field say something!

Unfortunately, no one responded to these messages.

Until someone mentioned: I saw a live broadcast by a reporter on Weibo, let’s go and have a look!

Everyone immediately logged out of Xiaonei, logged into Weibo, and entered the reporter's live broadcast room.

At this moment, there are tens of thousands of people in the live broadcast room.

Because of Wen Yuyi's hot search, many people came here after hearing about it.

The first time the students entered, they looked at the stage, but they saw Yun Yiheng sitting there stupidly, staring at him in a daze.

And the girl sitting next to him is gorgeous and beautiful, even more beautiful than the stars. At this moment, her slender hands are plucking the strings of the piano.

students:?

Everyone left messages on the bullet screen:

——Is this the anonymous teacher? She can play the guqin?

——How are you playing? Listening to it on the Internet like this, the melody is quite nice, but not as shocking as a symphony...

——It is indeed not as shocking as the symphony played on No. 11. This is the difference between oriental instruments and western instruments.

——Anonymous himself said that Guqin is used to heal diseases. Listening to it live will have a different effect than listening to it on the Internet. Because you’re not there, you can’t resonate with the strings, so let’s wait for the people on the scene to react...

——Anonymous can really play the guqin? Looking decent, looking at Yun Yiheng, he seemed to be dumbfounded.

There are also voices against mocking:

——She is anonymous, a representative of Western musical instruments, but now she is playing these obscene sounds here?

——Looking at the posture of Teacher Anonymous, I was thinking, have we misunderstood Teacher Anonymous? She never said that western instruments are better, it's always been our own bragging...

——Whether the playing is good or not, wait for the on-site feedback, why don’t the people on the scene show up to answer our questions?

——Wait for someone to listen to the scene.

——Wait +1

...

It's a pity that no one in the audience would be willing to pull out their mobile phones to make any comments at this moment. They wanted to immerse themselves in this rhythm and never extricate themselves.

At this moment, they completely understood what Teacher Anonymous said.

Guqin is really used for healing!

They feel that the body is being purified!

Backstage.

Wen Yuyi stared at the high platform in disbelief.

How could...it's impossible!

When she was shocked, there was a whimpering sound from behind her!

"Whoa, I was wrong..."

Xiaopang sat down on the ground, his eyes were dull, and he no longer complained about Yun Yiheng.

The sound of the piano on the stage made him understand with his strength how stupid his actions were!

Feelings of remorse and unwillingness flooded into his heart, causing him to cry uncontrollably. If, if he hadn't betrayed Brother Yun, then he would be the one performing on the stage now!

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

A person who betrays will be punished. He will probably regret today's choice for the rest of his life. He ruined his own bright future with his own hands.

He covered his cheeks and screamed in despair: "I was wrong!"

Wen Yuyi frowned and looked at him.

Xiaopang was wrong, but why wasn't she also wrong?

If she hadn't been clever enough to poach people, if she had allowed Yun Yiheng to compete normally, as Yun Yiheng had just played the guqin, their band would still have a chance to win the championship.

But it was Shen Ruojing who played the piano instead...

At this moment, she only felt that she was hit by dimensionality reduction!

It was as if she was playing the violin with Anonymous, how could she be the opponent of the famous violinist Anonymous?

but--

How could Anonymous still play Guqin? ! She had obviously never touched any folk musical instruments before! But when she played it, it felt like Qing Dai was there in person!

The reporters in the auditorium were also staring at the stage, their eyes gradually brightened, and an incredible idea suddenly appeared in her mind at this moment, could it be... no way...

The song is over!

Only then did everyone at the scene wake up suddenly from the sound of the piano, and all looked forward in astonishment.

The only person in the audience who was fairly calm was Mr. Shen Xiansong.

He stared at the girl on the stage. When she was playing the piano, she lowered her head, and finally raised it slowly after the end, with peach blossom eyes and a wicked smile at the corner of her mouth. That face made him sit up slowly...

At this time, the master of ceremonies rushed onto the stage.

The whole competition did not finish the part of playing the piano and interviewing, but as a student of the music department, she also felt excited at this moment. She said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you... aren't you an anonymous teacher?!"

Shen Ruojing stood up.

Her eyes flicked across the faces of the audience below, and finally landed on the face of the little cousin next door who opened his mouth in shock.

She pursed her lips and said slowly, "Well, I'm also Qingdai."