Chapter 1142 "Reading"

Chapter 1142

Before the performance, she pulled away Tang Qianmiao's nearly 1,000 votes, but now, Tang Qianmiao has more than 2,900 votes ahead of her!

She mumbled something, secretly said don't go up any more, don't go up any more!

Suddenly, the numbers stopped.

Five seconds later, the numbers didn't fluctuate much, and the gap stayed at around 2,000 votes.

She breathed out slowly, "It's okay."

With two thousand votes, she is confident that she will pull back after the performance.

Looking at the crazy audience, she hooked her lips.

Most of the students at Peking University can figure it out. Even if they like Cui Jinghuan, they will not vote for Tang Qianmiao blindly, because they know that they are two people.

In this match, Tang Qianyu was competing with her, not Cui Jinghuan and Meng Ruixiang.

Thinking of this, she felt relieved, and turned her gaze back to the stage.

The atmosphere of the stage was very good, filled with fairy spirit, like a dream. The music has been slowly going down, and after the most exciting part of the song, Tang Qianmiao sang the last line of "Jianghu": I will live and die with you!

Looking at the time, only three minutes and fifty-five seconds had passed, and the performance was very short.

It turned out to be driving high and going low.

Yu Manman's confidence returned doubled.

Suddenly, the background darkened, and a smooth and comfortable sound of water flowed again, just like the opening scene. Immediately afterwards, a female opera voice came from afar, like a fairy singing opera among high mountains and flowing water.

The atmosphere suddenly became more mysterious!

Faintly, the lights of the stage were turned on again, and slowly, they were pulled away from the two sides of the image in the middle, like a ray of light piercing the thick clouds and projecting down, sacred and beautiful.

Yu Manman was suspicious, is this... not over yet?

The flute and drum sounded again, confirming her guess.

The audience fell silent suddenly, and stretched their necks to look at the stage.

Cui Jinghuan stood on a high platform like an exile and played slowly. The crisp sound of the flute and the faint sound of the drum are intertwined to form a long and magnificent melody.

The piano progressed gradually, and the sound of the piano and the flute matched seamlessly. Under the spotlight, an elegant man sat on the white piano, his slender fingers playing a smooth and beautiful melody on the black and white keys.

This piece of pure music is sometimes high-pitched and intense, sometimes low and tactful with the rhythm of the drums. Slowly, the atmosphere reaches an extreme, and Ms. Harmony joins in humming, just like the protagonist in the story who has gone through hardships and finally came to the peaceful and prosperous age.

The spotlights slowly retracted and focused on the middle of the stage. Everyone saw a huge blank canvas standing there. In front of the canvas, Qian Miao danced to the music, fluttering her long sleeves, sometimes jumping over lightly like a soft cloud, sometimes like a long sword in the hands of a chivalrous woman, powerfully Swinging, to achieve the real combination of rigidity and softness.

There was applause from below, and the audience knew why her skirt had long and wide sleeves.

The next second, the music was high-pitched, and the sleeves in Qian Miao's hands flew out with a swish, swishing the sleeves to dye the ink, and the moment of jumping, the ink flew to the canvas!

"She, she is drawing!" Someone shouted.

Everyone was amazed and couldn't help but marvel at the wonder.

There was also astonishment in Feng Xian's eyes, and then joy, pampering, and pride filled his eyes.

The girl on the stage is like an independent crane, dancing freely in the free sky. Those two long sleeves are like her wings, following her dancing posture of firm and soft, she dances on the canvas as wide as the wall. Soar up.

He looked at her painting without turning his eyes. At first, he thought it was a landscape painting, until the human figure was revealed under the tree, a familiar feeling of throbbing suddenly spread from his chest, and a certain picture flashed by.

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(Good night)