She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 333 Temporary Composition
Jiang Youchu turned her head curiously and saw Yun Ci passing by the window. The classmates from the vocal class surrounded her and asked her something.

"Yun Ci, you sing so beautifully. How do you usually practice your voice? Can you teach us?"

"Li Wu chose you, is this true?"

"So are you going to enter the entertainment industry?"

"Do you think that being able to sing is enough to enter the entertainment industry?" At this time, a contemptuous voice came.

Everyone turned around at the same time and saw Jiang Youchu walked out of the classroom, leaning against the door frame, glancing at Yun Ci with disdain.

"There are people who can sing everywhere, and there are also a lot of people with good voices. You don't really think you can enter the entertainment industry with this?"

Yun Ci was hot all over, and his emotions were also very agitated. There was no expression on his face, only a faint pink on his cheeks. He said to Jiang Youchu in a hoarse voice: "You are not that great in the entertainment industry. You still need to sing backing vocals when singing, don't you?"

"You...what qualifications do you have to look down on me!" Jiang Youchu gritted his teeth and said angrily: "I may not be as good as you in singing, but I can write lyrics and compose music. Half of the songs in the group were written by me!"

"Really?" Yun Ci glanced at her sideways and didn't say much.

But Jiang Youchu actually saw a bit of disdain in Yun Ci's eyes.

She expressed disdain for her song?
Why!
Jiang Youchu said arrogantly: "I can compose a short piece of music in ten minutes. Can you do it?"

Yun Ci didn't say anything.

She turned around and walked into the classroom and sat down at the piano.

Students from the vocal class followed in and surrounded her, some even took out their phones to start counting the time.

Yun Ci did not go in. He leaned sideways, one hand in his pocket, and lazily leaned against the door, feeling a little dizzy. Everyone stared at the countdown on their phones until the last second, when Jiang Youchu pressed the piano keys and beautiful music floated from her fingers.

Everyone fell silent.

They all studied vocal music and knew how to appreciate it to some extent. Even though it was only a short piece, it was enough to amaze them. After all, it only took ten minutes to compose such a melodious piece.

Jiang Youchu slowly stopped and enjoyed the admiring gazes of others. She wanted to let everyone know that Yun Ci could not compare to her!
"Ten minutes? Can you do it?" She turned her head to look at Yun Ci at the door and sneered.

Yun Ci responded calmly: "I don't need ten minutes."

Jiang Youchu was stunned for a moment.

What does it mean, less than ten minutes?
Before she could react, Yun Ci had already walked up to her, looking down at her, his voice cold: "Get out of the way."

Jiang Youchu reluctantly stood up, stood aside, and crossed his arms over his chest, wanting to see what else she could come up with.

A classmate next to her was holding a cell phone and trying to count the time like she did just now, but before she even turned on her phone, she heard the piano sound.

Jiang Youchu's eyes widened instantly. Didn't she need to think? She just did it so easily? !

The music jumped between her fingers and spread to every corner of the classroom, with passion and tenderness colliding, rapidity and soothing interweaving, and joy and sadness coexisting.

After the short segment was over, everyone was still immersed in shock and did not react for a long time.

Anyone with ears can understand that Yun Ci's music is much more advanced than Jiang Youchu's. It uses several complex techniques in a row, and the transitions between the beginning and the end are so captivating that people are drawn into it unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)