Life swap game

The five judges listened in amazement to the music played by Xia Yu.

Not only is there nothing wrong with the melody, but it’s also somewhat excellent?

"It's Tears of the Moon." One of the judges, who was playing the guzheng, recognized the song.

The other four people nodded and said nothing more. They watched Xia Yu's playing and his movements together.

Originally, music is an auditory enjoyment, and it is normal to close your eyes and listen to music. However, the five judges and the audience in the audience could not close their eyes.

They are now not just listeners, but spectators.

Xia Yu's elegant movements and melodious music blended together on the stage, which was mesmerizing.

"It's the Hua School guzheng!" Audiences who love guzheng recognized the sect.

Only the Hua style guzheng takes into account the visual effect.

The five judges also looked at each other.

The Hua sect is now of the same lineage, and it goes without saying that he must be a disciple of Liu Ronglan.

Who said before that this player has no teacher? This is obviously the descendant of Liu Ronglan!

After a brief moment of surprise, the five judges calmed down and listened to the music.

Tears of the Moon does not have any complex emotional changes, it is just an ordinary, elegant song with some sadness.

Tears of the Moon is the name of a kind of blue morning glory. Playing Tears of the Moon in another genre will make people close their eyes and linger in the sea of ​​blue flowers.

But Xia Yu's performance seemed to turn himself into a tear of the moon, blooming on the stage and shining brightly.

There was no wind in the clubhouse, but a gust of wind came from the music. The blue flowers swayed in the wind, and Xia Yu's body seemed to float with it.

By the time the song ended, the audience was still immersed in the scene.

"A very wonderful Tears of the Moon." A judge broke the silence.

The judges originally wanted to use a pleasant description, but Xia Yu's guzheng is not only enjoyable to listen to.

"I didn't expect that there would be an heir to the Hua Pai guzheng." One of the judges sighed.

"Is Liu Ronglan your teacher?" asked another judge.

"Yes." Xia Yu replied.

"Why have I never heard of you?" one of the judges was confused.

"My mother is Grandma Liu's student, and she has been studying with her before." Xia Yu used Kong Hanyue as a shield.

"So it's homeschooling." The five judges nodded.

"Piano, violin, and guzheng, each one is better than the other. They are really monsters." They sighed again.

"This piece of music, even your teacher back then, couldn't compare to you."

After saying some words of encouragement, the five judges let Xia Yu go.

Returning to his seat, Xia Yu sat down.

In the row behind him, the man with gold-rimmed glasses looked at his back with mixed feelings in his heart.

Yesterday he told his friends that Xia Yu might be able to play the guzheng, and they both took it as a joke and laughed together for a long time. Unexpectedly, Xia Yu actually played the guzheng today, and he was even better than the violin!

Xia Yu's guzheng can already pour out the emotion of the music itself, which is a level he cannot achieve!

Looking back on what happened from the first game to the third game, the gold-rimmed glasses felt a little aggrieved.

In the first competition, he saw that Xia Yu's piano playing was better than his own, and he felt proud.

In the second round, Xia Yu changed the violin and showed the same skill level as him, and after showing off his quick hands, he reluctantly placed Xia Yu in the same position as himself.

As a result, in the third round, the opponent brought out the guzheng again and showed a skill that far exceeded his own?

Can't you just use the guzheng for the first competition? Why are you torturing me like this!

He grabbed his hair and sighed with gold-rimmed glasses.

None of the remaining players performed impressively. At four o'clock in the afternoon, today's game ended and the group left the clubhouse.

Xia Yu came to the hotel and was a little disappointed because he still didn't see An Siyao. Although An Siyao's match number is tomorrow, except for An Siyao, all the players who will play tomorrow have also gone to the clubhouse.

It seemed that An Siyao's cold was not cured yet.

He didn't worry too much. From Liu Ronglan, he already knew that the cold was not serious and he would be able to see An Siyao tomorrow when she competes.

After dinner, Xia Yu, who had nothing to do, fell asleep early.

At six o'clock the next morning, he came to the white cat's body again.

The last wave of adopters will come today, and I hope there are people among them who can be assured.

At this time, Tina and a group of children had already gotten up. The adopters came and took away their companions. Naturally, they had feelings and expectations.

Except for those two troublemakers.

The two boys had completely given up hope. After they were finally released from the room, they played happily by themselves.

This time, they met Xia Yu again.

The two of them were silent for a while and decided to give the white cat some face on this festive day and not cause any trouble to the white cat today.

However, harsh words still have to be said.

Faced with the clamor of the two people, Xia Yu yawned, jumped to the window sill next to him, and kicked the pot of meat on it to the ground.

The wooden basin tipped over, and the succulent and earth spilled out of the basin.

The two boys were overjoyed. They didn't dare to cause trouble to the white cat, but the white cat actually committed suicide, giving them a chance to take revenge!

They laughed and pulled a nearby staff member over to complain.

However, the staff did not take action against the white cat, but severely knocked them both on the head.

"You can do it. Now you have learned how to frame someone!" The staff member looked serious.

"We didn't, it was just the cat that pushed it. Look, it's still on the windowsill!" The two boys listed the evidence.

"I didn't know you guys put Meow on top of the flowerpot after you pushed it away, right? Why don't you get some mud on its paws?"

Grabbing the hands of the two boys, the staff pulled them away: "Miao Miao is so good, but you still want to frame it. Come on, come with me to see the dean."

"We are the ones who were framed!"

The two boys turned to look at the white cat, who looked at them calmly, with a proud expression.

It's like everything is under its control.

The two boys shuddered, fear rising in their hearts.

If the white cat gets into trouble in the future, wouldn't they be blamed for it?

Stay away, and you must stay away from this cat in the future!

Watching the two of them being pulled upstairs, Xia Yu sighed, lamenting their overestimation of their capabilities.

He looked out the window again. The bus had arrived, and this time there were more people on it than last time.

Opening the window, he rushed out and wandered around under the feet of these people.

He took a fancy to one of the couples, whose warmth was only slightly worse than that of Tina.

They were about thirty or forty years old, wearing ordinary clothes and seemed to be in ordinary condition.

Ordinary is enough.

The two entered the hall and saw a group of children playing.

Their eyes were immediately attracted to one of the blonde girls.

But they looked at each other and stopped looking.

Although they are considered a wealthy family in the small town where they live, they are completely unattractive in big cities. Such a beautiful girl will never get their turn.