Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty-Four Playing

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Chapter two hundred and fifty-four playing

Xia Ming couldn't help but take some interest in this concert.

Xia Ming also had a somewhat favorable impression of this old man. From the words these people just murmured, Xia Ming knew that Lin Yizhi's identity was not as simple as it appeared, and it could make everyone present so jealous, so this Lin Yizhi's family must also have some strength.

Otherwise, these people would not be so afraid.

As the old man spoke, the old man's words also made everyone present look angry. Everyone present was studying music. When studying music, it is inevitable that they will not be influenced by some ancient times. so angry.

"Everyone, tonight, the reason why this concert is held is to hope that someone can join me to participate in this exchange meeting and beat the other party's arrogance, so I also hope that everyone who is confident in their own strength, If you can go on stage and play a piece, you can play the instrument that you are best at.”

"Okay, Master Han, don't worry, this time we have to give these people a bit of color to be quiet, and they even hit my Dahuaxia with that arrogance. Do you really think that my Dahuaxia has no one?"

"That's right, Master Han, don't worry, we will do our best."

"Humph, what kind of things are these foreigners? We started to study silk and bamboo musical instruments thousands of years ago. They are just clowns. After two or three days of learning, they dare to come to us and play big cards. They really think they are us. It's a soft persimmon..."

The people present were all discussing, obviously they didn't like these foreigners. To say that Huaxia has the worst impression on foreigners is no different from sticks and devils. There was a saying that devils eat sticks, sticks beat devils , The devil killed the stick, and the stick killed the devil.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll be the first to try, Master, you said you can perform at will, right?"

At this time, a young man came out. This young man was dressed in ancient clothes. This dress seemed a bit strange, but the people present did not point at him, because he could play musical instruments, and he had a bit of a strange temper.

And some people wear different clothes. For example, the person in front of him is dressed in a retro style. It should be seen from the clothes that he is a person who learns ancient musical instruments.

It can be seen from the conservative dress.

"May I ask who this is?" Han Feizi looked at the person in front of him and couldn't help asking.

"Hello, Master Han, my name is Wu Ming. I personally like the flute since I was a child, so I plan to play a piece with the flute. I also hope that Master Han can give me some advice."

Wu Ming clasped his fists at Han Feizi. Han Feizi was a master in the music industry, and he was also a leader, so Wu Ming didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Han Feizi, so he seemed respectful.

"Can."

Han Feizi paced away from the stage. At this time, everyone sat down and waited for Wu Ming's performance, which made many people a little surprised.

"This Wu Ming is said to be a student of Jiangzhou Conservatory of Music. He is also a very good one in the academy. I don't know how strong this kid is."

"Yeah, it is said that this kid has been learning the flute all the time, and has even reached an advanced level. He has reached this level at a young age. It is indeed worth training. No wonder he was able to come to this concert."

At this time, Wu Ming began to play. I have to say that Wu Ming's performance was indeed quite exciting. Many people heard a trace of memories in Wu Ming's flute, and this piece was also played quite perfectly. The first piece is a piece composed by Wu Ming himself.

It's called 'this feeling can be remembered'.

When Wu Ming created this song, it caused a small sensation in the Conservatory of Music. It is precisely because of this that Wu Ming stood out among so many students and became the leader of the current generation. Wu Ming's efforts in the past few years have made Wu Ming directly reach the advanced level in the realm of music.

Above the advanced level is proficiency. It is not easy to achieve proficiency. Generally, it is impossible to achieve it without a few years of carving.

The flute sounded leisurely, which made everyone present silent for a while. Everyone was listening quietly. At this time, Xia Ming, who was not far away, also raised his head in surprise and looked at Wu Wu on the stage. Ming, this made Xia Ming also nodded slightly.

As long as Wu Ming works a little harder, then Wu Ming will be able to reach the state of proficiency. This advanced level to proficiency is a watershed, and it is not that easy to achieve.

In this lingering flute, this made everyone present couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"How is it, isn't Wu Ming very powerful?" Han Miaomiao couldn't help saying beside Xia Ming.

"It's alright."

Xia Ming nodded slightly. Now he has reached the level of a master on the piano. Such a young master has never appeared in the past. I am afraid that Han Miaomiao never dreamed that there would be such a thing in front of him. A young master.

"cut……"

Han Miaomiao looked at Xia Ming. She didn't think that Xia Ming was highly accomplished in music. At most, she thought that Xia Ming was played by a scholar.

So I despised Xia Ming a little.

The song ended, which made the whole hall burst into applause, and everyone looked at Wu Ming in admiration and cheered for Wu Ming.

"Do not

Wrong, it really is not bad, as expected of a student of the Conservatory of Music, as expected of a student of Mr. Han. "

At this moment, everyone present couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"Thank you everyone."

Then Wu Ming bowed and left the stage. At this time, Han Feizi also nodded with satisfaction. Han Feizi was a master-level figure. When Wu Ming started to play the flute, Han Feizi immediately heard it. It's about to break through.

As long as Wu Ming is given another period of time, Wu Ming will be able to achieve a qualitative change.

After Wu Ming's performance was completed, another person immediately went up to play a piece. This little piece was played on cucurbit silk, and it was played very well, and it was praised by many people, but Xia Ming watched it for a while. , it feels a little boring.

Although these people played well, they were alright at first, but after listening too much, they seemed a little irritable.

For a time, Xia Ming became impatient.

"I play one too."

At this moment, a familiar voice sounded at this moment. From the voice, you could tell that it was the voice of a man, and Xia Ming also knew that this person was Lin who was beaten up by himself. Yizhi?

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