C17 Two Tigers and Ducks

"I'm sorry, teacher. I'm late!" Lin Xiyue hurriedly entered the zither room and bowed to Lu Min. When he raised his head, he saw Duan Lingfei.

"Why is this hooligan here?" Lin Xiyue thought in surprise, and could not help but feel a little unhappy in his heart.

It all started from a few days ago. This hoodlum school had first made a fool of itself in class, then had a fight with someone on the road outside, and had even been knocked unconscious. She had just passed by and saw him pathetically calling the police.

Lin Xiyue had never liked these kinds of fights and killings, so he did not have a good impression of this person at the time.

The concert had gone smoothly at the beginning of the night, and she had performed perfectly. She had even poured herself a cup of coffee during the break to soothe her nerves, and she had relaxed as she stood at the tall French windows, watching the night of the city.

He didn't expect that the hooligan would appear in his line of sight once again. His head was covered in blood and his clothes were dyed red. It was obvious that he had just experienced a fierce fight.

Lin Xiyue suddenly felt unwell. His mind was filled with bloody scenes, and when he went onstage to play the zither again, his state of mind was a mess. This caused her to make a few very amateur mistakes, and was severely criticized by Lu Min laoshi afterwards.

Although he was unable to explain the reason for his confusion to his teacher, in Lin Xiyue's heart, the image of a rogue became even more loathsome.

I didn't expect to meet him here again.

"Teacher, he …"

Lin Xiyue was about to speak when he heard Lu Min say: "Xi Yue, you came at the right time. Go and find a chair to sit down, and enjoy the performance of this student."

"This... Teacher, are you serious? " Lin Xiyue thought in his heart, but seeing Lu Min's serious expression, he could only swallow whatever he wanted to say and obediently sit down.

"Hmph, how can a hooligan know how to play the piano?" Lin Xiyue secretly cursed: "Let's see how you make a fool of yourself!"

"Alright, Student Duan, are you ready?" Lu Min asked Duan Lingfei again with a smile. She didn't know that at this moment, Duan Lingfei's heart was already in turmoil.

What did it mean to be unable to back down while riding a tiger? It was f * cking hard to stop halfway.

He had been acting too arrogantly earlier, but now that the other party wanted him to play, the goddess was still watching from the side.

If he were to escape at this moment, wouldn't he be despised to death by the Goddess in the future?

"We can't be terrified, just do it!" Duan Lingfei encouraged himself in his heart.

"Lu laoshi, I'll give it a try then. However, I haven't played for a long time, so I might be a little lucky in the beginning. Everyone, please forgive me!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" As she spoke, Lu Min found a chair for herself to sit down and admire.

Duan Lingfei composed himself, walked to the piano and sat down, then took a deep breath.

In his mind, the piano playing techniques he had seen in the library not long ago surfaced one by one. The jumping notes and the messy, flower-like fingers seemed to appear before his eyes.

He slowly lifted a finger and pointed it down. The moment his fingertip touched the keyboard, the hair of all the spectators around him stood up, as if an indescribable aura began to spread from his body.

The next moment, the zither began to play." Trembling, shivering, moaning, moaning, moaning …

"Puchi" Lin Xiyue laughed out loud on the spot. The others also had expressions that wanted to laugh but did not dare to do so, while Lu Min almost fell off her chair.

What kind of joke was this? He had been so imposing at the beginning, but he ended up playing "Two Tigers"?

Even though it was such a simple "Two Tigers" song, it was unexpectedly played very unskillfully. His shoulders and fingers were stiff as if they were made of iron, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead, indicating that the player was in an extremely nervous state.

Even Lu Min, who had thought highly of Duan Lingfei before, felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart.

After he finished playing the song "The Two Tigers", Duan Lingfei started to play the next song again without stopping. His expression was serious and serious, and he even started to hum softly: "A group of ducks swam past under the bridge in front of the door, quickly count them, 24, 6, 8 …"

Everyone covered their mouths with their hands as much as they could, trying their best not to laugh out loud. However, the shaking shoulders and the wrinkles that appeared in the corners of their eyes were still as clean as if they had been sold out.

Lu Min's expression had already turned completely dark. Although she was unwilling, she had no choice but to admit that she had misjudged him.

He didn't expect that this young man with such a solid theoretical foundation would really not know how to play the piano. Previously, he had thought that he was being modest, but now it seemed that this child was rather honest.

Lu Min had already made up her mind. She would tell him to stop when the performance of "Several Duck" was over. It was time for the farce to end.

However, what he did not know was that Duan Lingfei had already gradually entered a state of tranquility. As he focused all his attention on playing, all his previous nervousness, worry, worry and worry about loss and gain disappeared without a trace.

His body gradually relaxed. The messy notes in his mind were now in order, and his fingers were gradually getting used to the keys. He didn't know when, but he had already closed his eyes, relying solely on his senses to accurately press down on the keys he wanted to press.

In a trance, Duan Lingfei felt that he had gradually become one with the piano.