What Chen Zihan didn't expect was that when Lu Ruorong was about to go on stage again, he received a message from her.
"Isn't it a surprise?"
Chen Zihan immediately replied with a message: "If I had known you were a multi-talented girl, I'd like to see your many talents today. Don't hide them, show off all your unique skills."
"Remember to give me a reward!"
“It’s a must!”
Luo Xiaofei didn't send Chen Zihan a message, but he took the initiative to send her one: "I'm really looking forward to your performance, you must be great!"
But Luo Xiaofei did not reply to the message, probably because she didn't have her cell phone with her.
Lu Ruorong changed her clothes again, into a light blue Hanfu winter outfit and a shawl of the same color. Her hair was simply tied up high, and she looked full of heroism, like a female general.
The guqin was provided by the Korean side. After Lu Ruorong adjusted the tone, he was ready to start playing.
Because neither party had expected that the exchange activity would turn into a real talent competition, the preparations were not very sufficient, giving people a feeling of chaos and haste.
But no one paid attention to these, as students from both countries looked forward to seeing more high-level matches.
Under everyone's gaze, Lu Ruorong walked lightly to the piano, sat down cross-legged, stretched out his slender fingers, and slowly plucked the strings.
What no one expected was that the delicate fingers of the young woman produced a scene of swords and sabers all over the place.
Long Wind on the Frontier
The sound of the flute is cold and clear
Desert Sunset
The waning moon
Listen to camel bells day and night
Following the dream into the hometown
A three-foot sword in hand
Determined to cut off the enemy's head...
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