Su Ming was very embarrassed. He had wanted to pretend to be a newbie and get away with it.
In the end, he had overdone it at the beginning. The noise was too loud, and as he played, he was too immersed in the song and forgot to act like a newbie.
Diao Lu was also very embarrassed. She had mocked this boy named Su Ming for quite a while.
In the end, he was not a newbie at all.
Instead, he was a god.
The surrounding students were not embarrassed. Other than being shocked, they were more confused!
Could it be that this song was like this?
At the beginning, he used noise to express his anxiety and nervousness, and then he used elegant music to express his deep feelings in the second half?
The more ear-piercing the front was, the more heavenly the back was.
Was this the profound Chinese music?
Was this what it meant to suppress one's desires before raising them?
Was this the erhu that was almost as difficult as the suona?!
When they thought of this, everyone looked at Su Ming with fervent eyes.
It could only be said that this batch of freshmen was too awesome.
Especially the composition department. A suona and an erhu were too terrifying!
Unlike these people's blind guesses, Diao Lu knew that this guy had most likely done this on purpose.
But in front of so many people, she was too embarrassed to ask anything.
Before that, she needed to find that teacher and ask him what was going on.
This freshman named Su Ming was clearly so good at playing the erhu, yet he still wanted her to go easy on him.
This level of skill was more than enough to join a band, alright?!
However, apart from the performance level of this freshman, this song was really beautiful.
Of course…
Diao Lu was talking about the second half of the story, so there was no way to listen to the first half.
She looked at Su Ming, who looked equally uncomfortable, and coughed to cover up her embarrassment." Ahem, you played quite well. What's the name of this song?”
Upon hearing the president's words, the audience fell silent again.
Shu Qing Qing, who was in the corner, also pricked up her ears.
In her heart, this sorrowful song and the cheerful song she had heard in the piano room were equally stunning.
The song just now sounded like it was telling a sad and beautiful story.
Therefore, she was eager to know the name of the song.
However, Su Ming's answer disappointed her.
"I randomly pulled it…"
Diao Lu raised her eyebrows unconsciously. Who would believe you?!
He even randomly pulled her up. This guy never spoke the truth.
However, these questions could only be asked in private.
Not only did he have to ask Su Ming, but he also had to ask the teacher who told him to be waterproof.
But aside from that, she was still very happy to have such an erhu expert join the folk music club this year.
Of course, she also hoped that the big shot who played the suona would join her club.
As for why Diao Lu did not think that Su Ming and the big shot who played the suona were both students of the composition department and freshmen, they could not be the same person?!
It was very simple!
It was already very rare for someone in their twenties to play an instrument to this level.
The suona was a wind instrument, and the erhu was a stringed instrument!
Moreover, he was proficient in two completely different ethnic instruments at the same time.
Therefore, Diao Lu didn't even think about it.
It was simply impossible!
After Diao Lu finished speaking, she turned her head slightly to see if her companion had anything to say.
However, the other three people looked down and acted as if they had nothing to do with him.
Helpless, Diao Lu touched her nose awkwardly and took out a form.
"Then…congratulations on joining the folk music club. Please fill in your information and come here after school tomorrow afternoon for the first club meeting.”
However, Diao Lu did not realize that her tone was no longer cold, but replaced by enthusiasm and anticipation.
Of course, this enthusiasm and expectation were not mixed with personal feelings. It was purely because the folk music club was happy to have such an erhu big shot.
Back then, William Wang had called the erhu trash in front of everyone. It had always been a pain in the hearts of the folk music students, especially those who studied the erhu.
And just now, this kid named Su Ming had shown her an amazing level of erhu performance!
"Alright, thank you, senior."
Su Ming nodded and walked to the table in front of Diao Lu. He picked up a pen and filled in his name, class, and contact information on the registration form.
Then, he nodded at the other club members and walked off the stage.
When he got off the stage, Su Ming lowered his head and felt countless gazes on him.
Being sized up like this made Su Ming very uncomfortable.
Even though he was a suona craftsman in Wushuang Town, there were hundreds of people watching him.
However, it was a funeral or a wedding, and Su Ming had many seniors and juniors around him, so he did not feel anything.
However, now that he was being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, Su Ming felt as if there was a knife on his back.
After thinking for a while, he simply stole a glance at Elephant and Monkey, gave them a look, and left the auditorium.
In the corner of the auditorium, Shu Qingqing, who was wearing a white dress, was about to explode!
Why did this dead man leave so quickly? I haven't even played yet!
"Alright, next!"
Just as Shu Qingqing was pouting, she heard Diao Lu, the president of the folk music club in front of the stage, speak.
With a nameless anger, Shu Qingqing stood up with her pipa.
In an instant, the others who were still reminiscing about the sound of the erhu were once again in high spirits.
Goddess! Shu Qingqing! It was time to go on stage!
Today, Shu Qingqing was dressed in a white dress, looking graceful and moving.
Coupled with the pipa in front of her chest, it was even more charming.
She was like a fairy walking out of a painting of a beautiful lady in the misty rain of Jiangnan.
What also didn't disappoint was that Shu Qingqing played the song "Little Bridge Flowing Water" with her pipa.
Although it was not as stunning as the erhu, everyone was still dumbfounded.
When the members of the folk music club commented, they even said that their standards were not inferior to their professional students.
However…
What was slightly lacking was that the originally graceful and beautiful pipa song had the murderous aura of a golden axe and iron horse?
After hearing such comments, Shu Qingqing's ears turned red.
She did not explain anything. Instead, she memorized Su Ming's cell phone number when she filled in the information form…
Just like Su Ming, after filling in the form.
Shu Qing Qing left the hall with her pipa.
After she left, there were fewer people in the auditorium.
After that, the recruitment ended smoothly.
Perhaps it was due to Su Ming and Shu Qingqing's influence, but the number of people who were auditioning for the Folk Music Club this year was much higher than in previous years.
But in the end, only twenty or so people passed the interview.
For the folk music club, the quality of the members was more important than the quantity.
Of course, those who were interviewed later did not even reach the standard of the seniors of the folk music faculty, let alone Su Ming and Shu Qingqing.
But this seemed to be reasonable.
If everyone was as perverted as Su Ming's erhu and the god of musical instruments 'suona...
Folk music had probably risen a long time ago…
…………
After returning to the dormitory, Shu Qingqing immediately opened her phone's address book.
A new name appeared in the address book-Su Ming.
Of course, this was what she had just saved up.
After memorizing Su Ming's phone number, she saved it in her phone immediately.
She was sitting by the bed, hesitating on how to ask Su Ming the name of his first song politely and reservedly.
Of course, he couldn't make a phone call. That would be too unreserved.
Or?
Add prestige?
Just say…just say that I'm curious about that song?
Or should I say, take good care of you when you join a club in the future?
Forget it, I'll add it first!
Shu Qingqing had learned her lesson from almost not being able to find Su Ming. This time, she was willing to make the same mistake again.
Yes, he was only interested in the song from that day.
That was all!
As she thought about this, she clicked on the 'add friend' button and entered Su Ming's phone number.
Then, he clicked on 'Add' with a face full of anticipation…
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