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"Is Jiang Hao crazy? He wants to challenge two music masters by himself. This kind of courage is not something ordinary people have."

"Courage alone is useful. May I ask, from ancient times to the present, which guqin master is one-handed? Besides, blowing the flute requires two hands, and one hand can't block all the holes. How can it be blown?" How about some nice music?"

"Jiang Hao was able to win three times in a row. He doesn't look like a fool. How could he do something like self-defeating martial arts? He must have some trump card, otherwise he wouldn't have put forward such unfavorable conditions."

"Whoever wins and loses, it must be a tight game."

"..."[

Under the LCD monitor in the square, people's focus is on Jiang Hao again. Who makes people always worship the winner?

Jiang Hao has already won four games in a row, and the victors were all masters of the Magic Brush Club. This kind of thing is simply unheard of, and it naturally aroused the excitement of the onlookers.

People always enjoy watching gods fall from the altar!There are so many legends about the Magic Brush Society, so many that people have become numb after hearing it. Compared with the Magic Brush Society being able to continue to create miracles, people are obviously more happy to see the Magic Brush Society lose!

"Since everyone agrees... let's start."

Zhang Xiaoxuan saw that Jiang Hao agreed to a [-]v[-] without any fear, and no one could stop him, so he announced the start directly, but wanted to see how Jiang Hao won this match!

"Let's talk about it."

Jiang Hao asked.

Wang Yin's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot. He was really annoyed. Jiang Hao challenged two people and even asked himself to propose the rules of the game. What does this mean?It shows that he doesn't take his own side seriously at all, which is simply a huge shame.

The shame must be washed away!

Wang Yin held his breath in his heart, waiting for the explosion!

"Too many rules will restrict the game, so let's just use what we are best at." Xie Fei's expression was also ugly, but he resisted not getting angry, anyway, the result of the game will come out soon, and There is no need to rush!

"it is good."

Jiang Hao so-called shrugged his shoulders. He had already planned the game. The two of them must lose, and they would definitely convince them to lose!

The members of the Shenbi Club handed Wang Yin a black guqin with a sense of simplicity and vicissitudes. The mottled lacquer leather was carved with bustling patterns, and the colorful patterns set off the guqin, exuding a unique connotation.

Xie Fei also took a snow-white jade flute, which exudes a chill that penetrates the heart and soul. Jiang Hao knew it was a priceless ancient product when he saw it!

Keng!

Wang Yin touched the guqin lightly with his fingers, and made a melodious sound. The sound was refreshing and lifted people's spirits.

"Sure enough, it is a good piano. It is said that this piano is a family heirloom of the Wang family. An ancestor of the Wang family was a court musician. This piano was bestowed by an emperor. It is regarded as a treasure by the Wang family and has been passed down from generation to generation."

"Only a good qin can match Wang Yin's superb skills. I haven't seen Wang Yin perform live yet. In the past, when he was asked to perform, he would use the excuse of Guqin maintenance to take it off. Today we are blessed with ears."[

"Xie Fei's jade flute is full of ups and downs, which makes people have a bad aftertaste. The cooperation between the two will definitely be very exciting. I am looking forward to it." "..."

The members of the magic pen club were very excited as if they had taken hun "medicine", and they pricked up their ears, ready to enjoy this auditory feast.

The calligraphy and painting competition just now made them dizzy, and now it's their turn to enjoy it with their ears.

"Let's play a song together."

Wang Yin tried the guqin a few times, and soon entered the state. His temperament has changed, and he is like an ancient sage, elegant and elegant.

"How about Smiling Proud Jianghu?"

Xie Fei smiled understandingly, he also had the same intention, the ancient qinxiao and music were indispensable entertainment for literati, he decided to follow the example of the ancients.

The choice of this song "Swordsman" was not "random", it was rehearsed by him and Wang Yin in advance.

The purpose of rehearsing in advance is very simple, it is for the welcome party.As the largest club in Kyoto University, the Magic Brush Club is full of talents. Every year, it is the most shining and eye-catching star at the welcome party. It firmly dominates all clubs, and no one can shake its position as the leader.

In order to create a sensational effect for the welcome party, they selected the familiar "Swordsman" to win the game.

Jiang Hao's repeated oppression made Wang Yin and Xie Fei very annoyed, and they didn't care so much anymore, and just to be on the safe side, they decided to go directly to the rehearsed program and directly kill the extremely arrogant Jiang Hao!

"Swordsman, the live version, not bad."

Based on the information collected by the spying technique, Jiang Hao also guessed the choice of the two people, so he folded his arms on his chest, pricked up his ears, and closed his eyes to admire.

Wang Yin and Xie Fei looked at each other, took a deep breath, and saw nothing but the Guqin in their eyes, and their fingers began to shake rapidly.

Accompanied by the dancing of the hands, the high-pitched sound of the qin comes out leisurely from the guqin, instantly drawing people's thoughts into the life of love, hatred, swords and swords.

Wang Yin played "Smiling Proud Jianghu" not once or twice. Under the fluctuation of his skillful fingers, the tone of the Guqin fluctuated up and down, quietly telling the exciting life in the Jianghu.

Xie Fei's whistling sound is like a dexterous bird, shuttling in the ups and downs of the Guqin sound, clinging to each other, but gradually drifting away, like a gluey lover who cannot extricate himself from the depth of his love, and when he parted, he could not extricate himself Without the slightest sloppiness, everything seems natural.

"Fantastic."

At the end of the song, the hall fell into a brief silence. No one knew who applauded first, and the whole classroom erupted into earth-shattering applause.

Music is the best means invented by human beings to communicate with nature, soul, self-relaxation, and self-liberation. Everyone is moved and confused.

"The fit is perfect, without any flaws."

Professor Sun Di, who was in charge of teaching the rhythm, looked intoxicated, as if he was still intoxicated by the song "Swordsman" that the two played together just now. [

Wang Yin and Xie Fei looked at each other and smiled, with relieved smiles on their faces. Even Sun Di, who is academically rigorous, gave such high praise. It seems that this round is definitely won.

The two of them had indeed played together before, but they were far from reaching the wonderful state of oneness, the unity of the two, and the connection of hearts.

It seems that the greater the pressure, the greater the motivation. This sentence is not bad at all. If it weren't for Jiang Hao's repeated "persecution", how could it be possible to explode such a huge potential and perform the song "Swordsman" to the fullest?

"It's your turn."

Xie Fei raised his head proudly, reminding Jiang Hao.

"Borrow your Guqin and Xiao to use." Jiang Hao took a deep breath, knowing that it was time for him to perform on stage. The quality of his performance depends largely on the quality of the instruments used. Xiao is not the best, but it can barely be used to play.

"this……."

Both Xie Fei and Wang Yin hesitated, not because they were stingy, but because they were afraid that Jiang Hao would not be able to play, so they tried rashly and broke the qin flute. Their qin flute was broken, and it was difficult to repair it.

"Don't worry, both of you, if I break him, it will be better to accompany you." Jiang Hao saw what the two of them were thinking, and promised.

"Ahem... just be careful."

Both Wang Yin and Xie Fei blushed, and seemed embarrassed to be seen through their minds, and carefully gave their respective treasures to Jiang Hao.

"Thank you."

Jiang Hao was not too polite, holding the jade flute in his right hand, and leaning on the guqin with his left hand, brewing emotions.

"What are you doing, Brother Hao?"

The pheasant stared at Jiang Hao, whose eyes were closed, motionless, like a stone sculpture, happy and sad, and Jiang Hao, who had no expression, asked in a low voice wondering.

Haonan didn't answer him, but stretched out his right index finger, pointing lazily at the sky.

"What do you mean?"

Pheasant scratched his head with a puzzled face, and really wanted to go up and beat Haonan who was playing tricks, your sister, can you die if you say a word?

"What Haonan means is that brother Hao is communicating with heaven."

Zhang Yun said with a suppressed smile.

The pheasant was stunned for a moment, wondering in his heart, is it possible that Brother Hao is a wizard and knows how to do tricks?As soon as the thought of the pheasant flashed through his mind, Jiang Hao, who was motionless, suddenly moved. Instead of sitting down on the piano, he stood up, holding the whistle in one hand and the piano in the other.

Keng!

A sound of gold and stone bursting suddenly exploded in everyone's ears. Different from Wang Yin's gentle performance just now, it showed a kind of mighty and domineering, with the sword out of its sheath, showing its sharpness.

The sound of the performance was one after another, the sound of the piano fluctuated violently, and the howling sound with penetrating and aggressive nature also followed, like a fierce bow and crossbow, shooting sharp arrows continuously, shining a strong pressure on people's spirit .

"That's right, Swordsman!"

I just listened to Swordsman, the shock has not disappeared from my mind, and all the melodies are still in my mind, so I can easily hear the content of Jiang Hao's performance.

He immediately understood Jiang Hao's intentions.

It is indeed difficult to win or lose in a music competition. Performance skills, the player's understanding of music, and live performance...all play a vital role.

If you want to judge whose playing skills are more superb and superior, the best way is to play the same piece of music at the same time, so that the judgment can be made, and the tedious judgment and comparison will be saved.

How can it be?

Xie Fei and Wang Yin, who were waiting to see Jiang Hao make a fool of himself, heard the continuous, high-pitched, ups and downs of the piano and flute playing together, and the calm "touch" was swept away, and the scalp was about to explode in an instant !

The two looked at Jiang Hao almost reflexively.

But the moment they saw Jiang Hao's movements, the two of them froze for an instant. Although almost everyone present was dumbfounded, it couldn't compare to the shock in the hearts of the two of them.

The onlookers were shocked by Jiang Hao's strong and domineering voice, while the two were impressed by Jiang Hao's shocking playing ability.

Both of them have received the most formal training, and their understanding of music has gone deep into their bones. The sound of playing from their ears kept getting into their ears. Both of them tried to find a place to attack, but they quickly Disappointed, I thought Jiang Hao's performance was too perfect, without any flaws, it was so perfect that it was scary!

How could his hands be so fast?

Wang Yin was sluggish at the moment like a fool. The performance of "Swordsman" was not easy. Some parts were played as fast as the waves of the raging sea. He could barely handle it with two hands, but Jiang Hao played it with one hand. The effect that neither hand can play!

evildoer!Wang Yin stared at Jiang Hao's hand on the guqin. At this moment, he couldn't tell where Jiang Hao's hand was. The reason why he couldn't tell was that Jiang Hao had too many hands. No, it was accurate. To be honest, when Jiang Hao's hand played the piano, too many shadows were formed.

Whoosh!

The shadow of Jiang Hao's hand was flying rapidly. The guqin with one hand was not a joke. The speed of the hand was a little slower, and the tone changed as a result.

Facing a deadly professor of the music department, even the slightest mistake can hardly escape the opponent's eyes, so even the slightest mistake can't be made, and he dare not make it!

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