Chapter 27: On the Importance of the Opening
"I didn't expect that after half a year, Rongrong and Qin Jian gave us another surprise."
Ning Fengzhi looked at the expressions of the people around him and knew that Qin Jian and her team's appearance was extremely successful, and they overwhelmed everyone before.
Even if the performances afterwards were not so good, the first impression had already laid the foundation for them.
"Qin Jian, no wonder you proposed to walk the red carpet, it turned out to be to grab this first impression..."
Xue Qinghe stood in front of Qin Jian and his team, looking straight ahead, just moving her lips slightly: "You really have different ideas."
"Huh! Despicable!"
Xue Ke's words were not so nice.
After all, they were young and energetic, Xue Qinghe could take it lightly, but Xue Ke couldn't, she was eyeing to win over Ning Rongrong!
"Xiao Ke, put away your expression, smile, and don't break your composure..."
Xue Qinghe hurriedly reminded: "If you break your composure now, our first impression will not be better than Qin Jian and his group, but will be completely hopeless."
Xue Ke quickly put away her expression, but she couldn't help but move her lips: "Hmph, you will be dumbfounded when the performance comes, don't even think about winning us!"
Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong looked straight ahead and ignored them.
Because they had agreed in advance that they couldn't break their composure at this time, not to mention that they were the winners for the time being, why bother with the losers...
"Ding Ding Dong..."
At this moment, when all the performing students had already stood still, elegant light music suddenly sounded slowly.
And with this music, pairs of students on the stage formed two by two and slowly danced a brand new court social dance.
The dance that had never been seen before made everyone's eyes light up.
Although Xue Qinghe and Xue Ke were the leaders, due to the stunning appearance of Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong, almost most people still focused their attention on them.
Then they slowly discovered that although Xue Qinghe and Xue Ke's dance looked harmonious at first glance, after a closer look, they found that Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong were more fluent and graceful.
"I haven't seen you for half a year. I almost couldn't recognize this girl Rongrong..."
Ning Fengzhi looked at his beloved daughter dancing like an elf on the stage, his eyes a little dazed.
"Yeah, who would have thought that the two of them could learn court dance so well..."
Sword Douluo was also very moved, but a little regretful: "If this is the graduation assessment, then they must have won, but it's a pity that they still have to perform separately later. They don't have the royal family to support them, so they must have suffered a loss."
Ning Fengzhi nodded and waved his hand, saying: "Forget it, this kind of performance is the royal family's strong point, and it doesn't matter if they lose. I think they won't have to hold on to the bet of a child."
Sword Douluo also nodded.
At this time, the court dance on the stage had gradually ended, and the students left in pairs. At this time, Tang Yuehua walked up.
"This is a brand new court dance, which was modified based on the social dance brought by student Qin Jian. I would like to thank him here."
Her elegant and noble words caused a group of nobles to whisper.
"Who is Qin Jian?"
"I heard that he seems to be a student? I just don't know whose family he is..."
"..."
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo looked at each other.
"This little guy Qin Jian also knows court dance?" Ning Fengzhi said.
Sword Douluo said uncertainly: "Maybe he has learned some..."
Could it be that his 100,000-year life is too boring, so he also studied court dance?
Sword Douluo was thinking in a mess...
"Next is the graduation performance of each group of students. Although I am the one who ranks, if the elders of the students have any objections at the end, they can also raise them. I will handle it as appropriate."
Tang Yuehua could no longer be nervous in front of a group of royal nobles. Her innate aristocratic temperament easily became the focus.
As she walked off the stage, many eyes fell on her...
Then it was the performance of the first group of students, who sang a chorus song.
Although it does not seem difficult, the various singing techniques displayed in the process are enough to show their outstanding attainments even if the audience does not understand them.
In addition, the overall demeanor and temperament are completely different from what they were six months ago.
As the performances of the students continued, everyone was slowly immersed in it.
Whether it was playing musical instruments, dancing for two, or singing duets, they were all intoxicating, and they couldn't help but sigh at Tang Yuehua's great training skills.
As the groups passed, fewer and fewer were left, until only two groups were left.
At this time, the lights suddenly dimmed.
"Buzz!"
Only in the center of the stage, a white light shot down from the sky.
But there was no figure, until a girl's voice that seemed to be sad and resentful suddenly sounded.
"In fact, how could you know... My wish for thousands of years is just to be such a fool once, and then there is also a fool who treats me well..."
Then another faint sigh of a young man sounded.
"Who wants to be lonely all his life, who wants to live alone, if it weren't for the deep love that couldn't help, how could he be so tender and cold... as cold as frost..."
The voice gradually fell, but it easily brought everyone into the lingering emotions.
At this time, a huge snow-white cradle fell from the sky. The boy and the girl sat back to back in ancient costumes, looking as elegant as fairies.
One held a guzheng, and the other held a guxun.
"It's Jian'er and Rongrong!" Sword Douluo's eyes lit up.
But Ning Fengzhi just whispered, "Their opening is interesting. Let's watch it carefully."
Not only them, but almost everyone in the audience fell silent.
Because Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong's opening attracted everyone's attention.
Tang Yuehua quietly walked to the stage. She had never seen the full version of the presentation, so she was very curious about what kind of performance Qin Jian had designed.
"Woo..."
First, the guxun sounded, bringing the whole audience into the ancient style.
"Ding Ding Dong..."
Then the quiet and melodious accompaniment of the guzheng sounded, playing a lingering prelude...
At this time, everyone held their breath.
Unseen opening, unseen instruments, unheard tunes...
They were extremely looking forward to it.
The snow-white cradle slowly turned, leaving only Ning Rongrong in everyone's sight.
The sound of the zither continued, but the ancient xun gradually stopped, and the boy's singing slowly sounded.
"The moon is bright and the branches are full of flowers, someone is missing you..."
"Let's talk about the past, the young man's ambition..."
"See you at Xiaozhu Peak, goodbye at Huqi Mountain..."
"It's hard to hate in the world, the moon in the sky is always missing..."
The boy's singing gradually died down, but he spoke in a sad and painful aside: "You want me to die, just one sentence is enough!"
"Can I be with you if I become a human? Please let me be a human!——"
Those words were like knives, but they were in everyone's heart.
The snow-white cradle slowly rotated, and the boy faced everyone and played the ancient xun.
The girl's singing sounded...
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