Now the people sitting outside are all tourists who come here for the sake of its reputation, and everyone is full of anticipation.
In case someone hits a wrong note...
In case someone pulls the wrong string...
Even the deputy minister sang the wrong tune...
Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.
"It's okay, I believe you can do it!"
Seeing this, Feng Duo immediately walked quickly to the girl, reached out and gently patted her shoulder, giving her comfort and strength.
Ren Lei watched this scene and couldn't help but whisper to Luo Shuning, "Baby, are you nervous?"
"It's okay." Luo Shuning smiled slightly, with a confident and calm expression on his face.
In fact, apart from being a little worried that Qu Meimei might cause trouble, she didn't feel nervous at all.
After all, as the national sister, she has seen many storms in the past.
"Oh, but I'm a little nervous..." Ren Lei said, sighing. Just when Luo Shuning was about to comfort her, she continued:
"But if you introduce Gu Luo to me, I will definitely not be nervous anymore."
“…”
Luo Shuning withdrew her offer of comfort and rolled her eyes at her best friend.
"Hehe, I just want to be your sister-in-law, what's wrong with me?" Ren Lei stuck out her tongue mischievously.
"You..."
Luo Shuning shook her head helplessly, but a smile remained on her face. She was already used to this kind of joke from her best friend.
Of course, this can only be a joke.
䀴The other side.
Qu Meimei stood quietly in the corner, holding a violin in her hands, and looked at Luo Shuning and Ren Lei whispering to each other with a calm face.
There was a hint of indifference and disdain in his eyes, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
This is the last calm before the storm.
She couldn't help but sneer in her heart - we will all be finished soon.
Everyone is doomed together!
Time passed quietly, and soon it was half past nine.
The sunlight filtered through the tall windows of the performance hall, like strands of golden silk thread, casting bright beams of light, illuminating the entire stage and the expectant faces in the audience.
Students from the Student Union and Public Service Department moved the musical instruments needed by the music department to the stage one by one in an orderly manner. The metal parts of the instruments gleamed in the sunlight, contrasting with the warm texture of the wooden parts.
At this time, Luo Shuning and the members of the music club slowly walked onto the stage.
The students and tourists seemed quite respectful.
As soon as they stepped onto the stage, the entire stadium was instantly filled with warm applause, and the applause echoed in the empty space like a tide.
Soon, the performance officially began.
The cellist gently placed the cello between his legs, closed his eyes slightly, and took a deep breath.
Then, she slowly drew the bow, and the deep and mellow tone flowed slowly from the strings like a warm current, and each note was filled with deep emotion.
This steady tone, like the cornerstone of music, laid a solid foundation for the entire performance.
Immediately afterwards, Ren Lei's fingers jumped nimbly on the black and white piano keys.
The sound of the piano is crisp and pleasant, interweaving with the mellow tone of the cello, easily creating a soothing and peaceful atmosphere, as if bringing the audience into a peaceful paradise, making people feel relaxed and happy.
The soft musical tone was thus established, and everything went perfectly according to the plan during rehearsal.
The audience gradually immersed themselves in this wonderful musical atmosphere. Some of them closed their eyes slightly, feeling the touch of each note with their hearts; others stared at the stage intently, afraid of missing any wonderful moment.
At this moment, something unexpected happened.
Violinist Qu Meimei raised her bow.
It should have been a key moment where the lyrical melody led everyone into the musical context, but she played an extremely high tune.
This abrupt high note instantly broke the originally harmonious musical atmosphere, like a sharp dagger cutting through the tranquil surface of a lake.
The members who were preparing to play the flute and guitar were stunned for a moment. It was as if their brains were suddenly paused and went blank.
The two looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion and panic.
Is this still the song they carefully prepared?
Why did it change so suddenly?
Why didn't anyone inform them?
Out of instinct, the two of them started playing mechanically.
The flute player tried to remain calm and played according to the original rhythm. The sound was still soft and low-key, trying to maintain a trace of harmony in the music.
The member playing the guitar seemed flustered, his fingers moving uncontrollably to Qu Meimei's rhythm.
She had messed around with Qu Meimei before, and perhaps it was this past experience that made her subconsciously choose to follow Qu Meimei's wrong rhythm.
For a moment, the whole performance was completely messed up.
The sounds of various instruments are no longer harmonious and unified; they conflict and collide with each other. The originally beautiful music becomes chaotic and disorganized, like a manipulative farce.
The audience's faces showed surprise. The originally intoxicated atmosphere disappeared, replaced by chaos.
"No, what's going on? I saw the music club rehearsal before, and it wasn't like that at all."
"Are these violinist and guitarist here to cause trouble? The rhythm is totally wrong. Aren't they destroying the reputation of the music club?"
"What do you know? This must be an innovation of the music department. Take a closer look. Doesn't it have a unique, chaotic beauty?"
"Ah? Man, I can't tell for a moment whether you are a traitor or not..."
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