Imperial College Kindergarten

"Assistant Liu? Assistant Liu?"

"Ah?" The calls from Xue Bo and others brought Liu Xueting back to her senses.

Mo Wuyou stared at Liu Xueting suspiciously, his eyes seeming to say, "I discovered your little secret."

"Assistant Liu is not stunned by Assistant Xie, right?" Xue Bo asked curiously.

"This is normal," unexpectedly, Liu Xueting admitted generously, "After all, Assistant Professor Xie's face is indeed beautiful."

Commander Yi nodded hastily: "Yes, Assistant Professor Xie is so good-looking!"

Zhang Wenxiu frowned and said, "But so many women are crazy about it..."

Liu Xueting nodded humorously at a few people: "You guys, these are not things you have to worry about, right?"

"Assistant Liu is right," Xue Bo agreed, "Let's continue to observe the test."

In the fourth round, there were only six people left on the stage. In this round of competition, the six people played wildly together.

Each person's repertoire is different. If they can play a song accurately, they will enter the final round.

Soon, half of the people were eliminated in the fourth round, and finally only Che Chuze from the Ancient Kunlun Kingdom, Lan Cencen from the Baiyue Kingdom, and Xie Yu from the Daxia Dynasty entered the fifth round.

Judging from the previous rounds, the level of these people is pretty much the same.

Xie Yu is good at playing the piano, Lan Cen is always good at playing the flute, Che Chuze plays the drums, and Xiao Shuangjue.

However, when Ji Mingyu said the title of the fifth round, everyone thought they heard it wrong.

"What? Am I deaf?"

"Yes, this question is really tricky!"

"More than that, you're going crazy!"

"How can this compare!"

"Who knows? Has this question been asked in previous years?"

"Hey, this time I'm playing the piano to people after all. I've heard the question before about playing the piano to an ox!"

"Oh! I've learned so much!"

Liu Xueting and several children also looked at each other and played to a deaf person. If the deaf person sheds tears, he or she wins. If the deaf person doesn't respond, then he loses?

He is already deaf, so even if he plays a perfect piece, no one will react!

Liu Xueting frowned, secretly thinking that it was indeed a conference for the exchange of knowledge from various countries, with such difficult questions, so she began to worry about the last arithmetic competition.

The expressions of the three people on the stage were relatively calm, but after the deaf man was invited, Lan Cencen's expression changed as he looked at the deaf man with gray hair and trembling legs and feet.

How to break the game?
Unfortunately, Lan Cencen happened to be drawn first.

But she only had time to prepare a cup of tea.

She racked her brains but couldn't find a suitable piece. When the time came, she had to grit her teeth and choose the most tragic one among the pieces she had learned.

The low sound of the flute seems to lead people into a sad world.

Everyone onlookers looked sad, as if they were stuck in some bad memories.

But after the song ended, the deaf man didn't react at all.

Lan Cencen felt a little unwilling, but he could only hold the jade flute and step off the stage.

The second is Chechuze, an ancient country in Kunlun.

He chose Xiao.

The song was quite cheerful at first, but it became increasingly heavy. When it ended, Che Chuze himself couldn't help but burst into tears.

Many people in the audience began to sob. The deaf man slowly closed his eyes, but no tears fell.

Liu Xueting covered her eyes, almost crying. Che Chuze played really well and could easily stir people's emotions.

Then she also expressed doubts. Even though the deaf person still didn't shed tears, would Xie Yu succeed?Xie Yu sat at the table, and the sound of the piano flowed out from under his fingers. The tune seemed to change the color of the world.

As the sound of the piano flows, no interests or worldly matters are worth mentioning. Only the sadness breaks through people's chests and spreads to the vast world.The surrounding buildings seemed to be stained with a kind of sadness, becoming heavy and losing their color.

The sound of the strings is ancient, ethereal and like sounds from outside the world, penetrating from the top of the head to the deepest part of the heart.Those suppressed sorrows will burst out at the right time.

Someone covered their red and swollen eyes, but tears flowed down their cheeks. Before they could wipe away the tear stains, new tears covered them.

Although some people's eye circles are only red, there are already tears hanging on their long eyelashes.

Someone stayed where he was, his almond-shaped eyes already filled with tears, silently sliding down his cheeks.

Some people clenched their fists, but their chests rose and fell extremely uneasily, their eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and a vague whimper came from their throats.

Some of them, regardless of their appearance, were already crying bitterly, with runny noses and tears. Their sobbing became louder and louder, and they were even unable to support themselves, so they could only kneel on the ground.

Although some people did not cry, they squatted down with their heads in their hands. They first rubbed their clothes helplessly with their clenched fists, and then beat them hard on the wall a few times before finally letting go of their throats and burst into tears.

Some people's lips were trembling, and tears were falling down like broken beads.

Some people clenched their teeth, tightened their jawline, and raised their faces to look at the sky, as if they were trying their best to suppress tears, but could not suppress them.

What's more, he half-knelt on the ground, slapping his chest and crying hoarsely.

Off the field, it suddenly turned into a world immersed in sadness. Even when the music stopped, there was still a lingering lingering sound.

Liu Xueting looked at the deaf man on the stage through his hazy tearful eyes, and saw him staring blankly ahead, with a tear falling from the corner of his eye.

"Crying! He's crying!"

Immediately some stopped crying and turned into cheers.

"Oh! It's true!"

"Oh my God, why can he cry?"

"It must have been heightened by the scene where we all cried!"

"Young Master Xie is so awesome. I am obviously an optimistic person, but when the music sounds, I can't help but get a sore nose."

"Yeah, I can't control it at all. The more I try to stop my tears, the more they flow. I'm a man!"

"What's wrong with men? Who says men can't cry anymore?"

"That's right, we were moved by Mr. Xie's music!"

"By the way, Mr. Xie, this counts as a win, right?"

"Definitely! It's so obvious!"

The deaf man stood up slowly and nodded to Xie Yu, who quickly returned the greeting.

The man smiled and said: "Although I couldn't hear the sound of the piano, I felt it. Everyone here shed tears for the sound of your piano. Mr. Xie, it is really amazing."

"Ashamed." Xie Yu stroked his Qin, wanting to share the joy with her immediately. However, he had to look away lonely due to the numerous figures.

Those girls felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy: "I saw that right!"

"Who was Mr. Xie looking for just now?"

"No? You must have seen it wrong!"

"No! I saw it too! Xie Yu looked over and his eyes were wandering, as if he was looking for someone!"

"The song he played before was about a lover. Doesn't he really have someone he likes?"

"That's right!" Xie Miao, wearing a flamboyant red dress, walked through the crowd, "The person Xie Yu likes is me!"

"Ugh, thank you, Second Young Master, you are so shameless!"

Xie Miao smiled, but there was no warmth in his eyes: "Who is shameless?"