The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

This person is naturally Zheng Yun, and at this time, he should not mention how uncomfortable it is.

He originally thought that he should be able to remember [-]%, but when he started to dictate, he found that he remembered less than [-]%.

This is not the point. The point is that Jia Jue "handed in the papers" earlier than him.

And, it's all right!

This made him bewildered, and he began to doubt life: how is this possible?Jia Jue is so fast?And so accurate?

It shouldn't be!He can't be stronger than himself!

His heart was disturbed, and the things he had remembered began to be forgotten, which made him even more uncomfortable and depressed.

At the same time, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

He felt that these gazes were like leather whips, and they slapped him fiercely, causing him to feel heart-piercing pain all over his body.

This made him feel like sitting on pins and needles, and he felt extremely uncomfortable, and he was both angry and jealous of Jia Jue.

After being interrupted like this, it was impossible for him to write in dictation again. He could only blacken his face and hand over what was written in his hand to Qing Xuan.

[-]% is [-]%, this score is only a part, the most important thing is to play.

"Look, isn't this finished? What are you proud of?" Zhao Lei immediately laughed when he saw Zheng Yun handing in the score. When he wanted to come, Jia Jue could be all right, and Zheng Yun naturally could too.

Qing Xuan took over the score and looked at it, her eyebrows frowned slightly, she didn't expect Zheng Yun's score to be so different.

"What? But do you think Zheng Yun's score is much better than Jia Jue's?" Zhao Lei didn't know why, and smiled proudly when he saw it.

Qing Xuan looked at him and shook her head slightly: "Master Zheng's score is barely [-]% correct."

what?
Her words made Zhao Lei's smile freeze on his face, and his eyes were full of surprise.

That look, not to mention how embarrassing.

Not only him, everyone in the audience looked surprised, Jia Jue answered quickly and well, all right.And Zheng Yun was only right about [-]% of the time, and it was only "reluctantly". The gap between the two is too big.

In the eyes of astonishment, Zheng Yun's face turned black, and he snorted coldly;
"This is a piano, not a memory."

When everyone heard the words, they were a little relieved. Indeed, it was compared to the qin. Although Jia Jue restored the score, as long as the qin skills were not good, Zheng Yun could still beat him.

The stiffness on Zhao Lei's face also eased. He smiled and said, "Yes, this is comparable to Qin Yi."

Zheng Yun looked at Qingxuan: "Everyone, Qingxuan, the next step is to play the score, right?"

Qing Xuan nodded lightly: "Yes, I will judge it against your score."

"Okay, then I'll come first!" Zheng Yun said, then sat in front of the guqin and started playing.

The melodious piano sound slowly filled the hall with his playing.

This made everyone's eyes light up, and many people praised:

"Zhuang Yuan's piano skills are indeed extraordinary. Although it is slightly inferior to everyone in Qingxuan, it is also extremely rare."

"Extremely! Young Master Zheng's piano sound is so comfortable to listen to, which is much more than ordinary people."

"Hahaha, I want to change the title of Zhuang Yuan Lang's Poetry and Books to the Three Poems of Poetry, Books and Qin."

"Unfortunately, Jia Jue should have lost this game. I really admire his calligraphy."

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Several judges also showed a smile of approval.

Zhu Qi smiled and said, "Although my memory is a bit poor, this piano skill is impeccable and great."

Sun Yi also nodded: "Yes, I am afraid that this kind of piano skill is only slightly inferior to Qingxuan, right?"

"Zihe (Zheng Yunzi) is known as both poetry and calligraphy, but he never imagined that he would be so accomplished in this qin art! He is really talented." Liu Zhoucheng stroked his beard and smiled. In a good mood, he called out Zheng Yun. word.

He is a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy. According to common sense, Zheng Yun was admitted to the top spot and was going to work in the Hanlin Academy. He was considered his prospective subordinate. Psychologically, he naturally wanted to be closer.

Qing Xuan looked at Zheng Yun with a hint of approval in his eyes. Seeking truth from facts, his piano skills are indeed good, and many piano masters do not have such a level.

"Hahaha! Your Highness, I wonder if you have any money ready?" Zhao Lei laughed and said to Zhao Bin, his laughter was full of pride and joy.

How embarrassed he was just now, how mad he is now, he wants to get back all the unhappiness just now, plus Zheng Yun is really good, so he also has this confidence.

Zhao Bin smiled disdainfully, took out a stack of silver bills from his arms and threw them on the table: "If you have the ability, just take it."

Zhao Lei smiled smugly: "Let you stay for a while longer, and I will take it away after the chorus plays."

Zhao Bin ignored him. Although he couldn't lose in terms of momentum, he also knew in his heart that Jia Jue was afraid that it would be difficult for Jia Jue to beat Zheng Yun in piano skills, which was almost equivalent to reaching Qingxuan's level. This is probably unlikely.

Qingxuan can have today's piano skills, but only because of her talent and more than ten years of hard work. It is impossible for ordinary men to play the piano day and night.

In the eyes of everyone's praise, the sound of the piano slowly stopped, and the song ended.

Everyone gave out thunderous applause and cheers, and all kinds of praises blurted out.

Amidst the applause and cheers, Zheng Yun closed his eyes proudly, enjoying the praise from everyone.

Just now, whether it was calligraphy or dictation of music scores, he was very aggrieved. At this time, he finally found what he should enjoy.

Amidst this applause, several judges, Jia Zheng looked at Jia Jue in unison, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

Jia Jue is a good young junior, but unfortunately, he met Zheng Yun and lost without any suspense.

After enjoying the atmosphere for a while, Zheng Yun opened his eyes, raised his hand to press down, and said at the same time:

"Zheng Yun thanks you all for your love, but now it's Mr. Jia's turn. Let's listen to Mr. Jia's 'Xianyin' quietly."

Everyone smiled when they heard the words, but this smile was different from the previous smile, because it contained a touch of teasing.

Zheng Yun said that he was mocking Jia Jue by listening to Jia Jue's fairy voice.

"Hahaha! Your Highness, you have to be prepared, and be careful not to be swayed by 'Xianyin'." Zhao Lei said proudly to Zhao Bin.

For his words, Zhao Bin was full of anger, but he couldn't express it directly.

In the laughter of everyone, Jia Jue did not show any strangeness. He sat in front of the piano table, stretched out his hands, and gently placed them on the strings.

Originally, Qingxuan looked at him with a hint of regret in her eyes, but the moment he put his hands on the strings, deep surprise flashed in her eyes.

At this time, Jia Jue was clearly sitting in front of her, but she couldn't feel his presence at all. There seemed to be only one guqin on the stage.

It felt as if he and Qin had become one.

Her complexion suddenly changed.