Chapter 277 Champion! !

Shen Ruojing and Yun Yiheng walked to the stage.

The two separated, one left and one right, and sat down on the stage.

The students of the Department of Folk Music immediately held their breaths.

The students of the orchestral department suddenly let out a "xi" sound, and some people pointed their middle fingers down, meaning to let them go.

Any student whose psychological quality is not good enough has long been pissed off by the situation off the court.

But there are two people on the stage, one is careless, and the other never cares about other people's remarks.

Yun Yiheng nodded to Shen Ruojing, then put his bruised finger on the strings, and picked it with his fingertip!

At the same time as a beautiful note came out, Yun Yiheng only felt a sharp pain rush over him, almost making his fingers convulse!

But he held back.

He must play this song to the end!

The melodious and soft music slowly flowed in the concert hall, and the sound of the piano made people unconsciously quiet down. The students who originally pointed their middle fingers at the high platform seemed to be calmed down by the sound of the piano.

It seems that at this moment, all emotions were soothed by the sound of the piano.

Anxiety, grievance, exaggeration and other compromises that people have to make in order to live in life are no longer important at this time. The sound of the piano washes away their bad emotions like clear water, and caresses their hearts like a mother's big hand. disturbed.

For some reason, everyone suddenly thought of the sentence that Anonymous once said.

Guqin is for healing.

The sound of this music is really different from that of western musical instruments.

Even the orchestral music students unconsciously stopped their agitation at this moment and felt their minds calm down.

Wen Yuyi stood in the background, listening to the music on stage, clenched her fists tightly.

This song is so strong.

No wonder Yun Yiheng was so confident before the match!

However, her eyes fell on Shen Ruojing again.

The woman rested her fingers lazily on the guqin, occasionally playing a note at random.

The sound of the piano combined, and no one at the scene noticed anything.

As for Yun Yiheng playing, he not only had to use his strength, but also resisted the pain from between his fingers.

Therefore, none of the people at the scene discovered that Shen Ruojing seemed to be casual, but in fact, Shen Ruojing made up the sound that Yun Yiheng didn't play because of the pain!

The reporter below immediately pointed the camera at them, and even started the live broadcast: "It seems that Teacher Anonymous has never learned Guqin before. It's too perfunctory to play a note casually."

On the Internet, there is already a lot of scolding:

——Although this piece of music is really nice, but the attitude of Teacher Anonymous is simply too irritating!

——I really don't understand, she doesn't know guqin, why did she come on stage? Just to slap our western orchestra in the face? The powder turned black!

——Bending down and bowing my head for the sake of the powerful, I can no longer see the purity of music in her.

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Only those present at the scene can feel the vibration of the strings, and the soul and rhythm reach the resonant frequency, calming down emotions.

The live broadcast on the Internet can't achieve this effect, so the discussion is still fierce. On the school intranet, the students who were not present also cursed angrily:

——I am from the Department of Folk Music. To be honest, I am moved by Yun Yiheng's persistence, but Teacher Anonymous's actions only make me feel that she is humiliating Minle!

- She's humiliating Western instruments too!

——Ah, look at Yun Yiheng, so moved, look at Teacher Anonymous, so angry! I was so moved and angry, listening to this song!

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The two people on the stage did not know about the situation on the Internet.

Yun Yiheng was playing the piano seriously.

After only playing the prelude, he already controlled the audience. The feedback given to him on the spot let him know that his piece conquered everyone!

Such emotions produced too much dopamine in his body, suppressing the pain from his fingertips for a while, and giving him blood and strength.

It seems that the pain of being smashed is nothing...

His fingers overcame the pain and overcame all difficulties, and the frequency of his fingertips tuning the strings became faster and faster, and he was about to reach a climax!

But at this moment, an accident happened!

A section of the music fell, and the last high note, he raised it vigorously, and the sound of "dang" resounded through the audience!

But at the same time, there was a slight "click" sound that Yun Yiheng could only hear, and the nail on the middle finger of his right hand also broke, and the whole nail broke from the root and fell to the ground.

Almost at the same time, his nails were bright red!

A large amount of blood gushed out suddenly, dripped on the strings, and flowed along the guqin to the stage.

Yun Yiheng was dumbfounded.

He looked at his fingers almost in disbelief!

When he was hit, the nails were already loose. He was too excited just now, too hard, and the nails fell off... But the Guqin is played with nails.

How can he play the piano without his nails? !

He has strong ideas and beliefs, but everything can't stand up to reality!

Yun Yiheng's eye circles gradually turned red.

He raised his head blankly and looked towards the auditorium.

In the auditorium, everyone saw the blood on his nails... They all understood what happened, and everyone was silent for a while.

The orchestral students were blown away.

They held up the banner of Wen Yuyi's victory, and they fell down unconsciously. They all looked at the folk music department.

Although it was only a short one minute, they were all overwhelmed by Yun Yiheng's prelude.

It turns out that guqin is really so charming!

It turns out that the music culture of the East is really so broad and profound!

But a game is a game, and it is very cruel. If you give up halfway, you will not win the championship, and without your nails, you will no longer be able to play the piano.

The students of the Department of Folk Music suddenly raised their mobile phones higher, which clearly displayed the original typed words: Yun Yiheng, you are the champion in our hearts!

Originally, these were words to comfort him, but at this moment, everyone believed them!

Suddenly, there were a lot of voices on the Internet, all distressed about his situation.

Although there are still people scolding Anonymous, there are more Yun Yiheng, you are the barrage of champions in our hearts.

Backstage.

Wen Yuyi clenched her fingers tightly and breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

fortunately……

Fortunately, she invited Qian Nanyin over, and deliberately induced the other party to smash his hand, otherwise, he would really take away the championship in this match.

Now, his nails are broken and he can no longer play the piano, so he must give up next.

If you give up halfway, it will be directly regarded as giving up, and the championship is still hers!

On the stage, Yun Yiheng's eye circles were hot, and a teardrop slid down his cheek.

The man bleeds but doesn't shed tears, but he can't help it.

Did it still fail?

At this time, severe pain came, making his fingers start to spasm uncontrollably!

Can't play anymore.

He pursed his lips and was about to get up to apologize.

But at this moment, a passionate piano sound suddenly sounded! !