Armor: I can only summon the general

A few minutes later, Zhang Lu finished playing the last note. He stood up, bowed to the audience, and walked back to the table and sat down.

Yang Jun pushed the "No. 3" in his hand forward, stood up and walked to the piano. The other three immediately turned around, their eyes focused on him, waiting to see how powerful this most famous person was.

Yang Jun sat in front of the piano, stroking the keys lightly, recalling the music score in his mind. After a brief pause, he played the first bar, felt the strength of the keys, and then began the formal performance.

Different from the previous two, the piece Yang Jun played was the introduction to the exposition of "Butterfly Lovers". Although it was only one passage, others could feel Yang Jun's strength as soon as he played it.

The complete "Butterfly Lovers Concerto" is very long, and it took Yang Jun several minutes to play even a small part.

Today is not a formal competition, just a spur of the moment exchange, there is no need to put so much effort into playing the entire piece.

After Yang Jun stood up and bowed, everyone else applauded him. Even Minci and Aunt Hui in the kitchen couldn't help but give Yang Jun a thumbs up.

Yang Jun returned to his seat and raised his hand to signal Xinnan that he could begin. Xinnan smiled and nodded to others before he stood up and walked to his piano to prepare to play.

As he sat down on the piano stool, Xinnan was suddenly a little confused. Just now, Yang Jun had only shown a little bit of his skills, but he had already realized the gap between them. At this time, he had not yet come to his senses.

'What piece of music should I play?'

Xinnan recalled the songs he had practiced before, but felt that they were no match for Yang Jun's "Butterfly Lovers". A slight ripple appeared in his calm heart.

After thinking for a while, a picture suddenly appeared in Xinnan's mind, which was still related to Hua He.

One day, they met in the Hall of Light and Shadow, and Hua He showed him the diversity of music and taught him how to utilize the influence between two different identities.

At that time, Hua He played three versions of the same song, which surprised Xinnan very much. Later, he asked Hua He for some scores, including that one.

Thinking of this, Xinnan immediately stood up from the piano stool, ran up to the second floor, took out a stack of music scores from his bag, and found the song that opened the door to his new world.

Yang Jun and the other two were very confused when they saw Xin Nan suddenly go upstairs. They looked at each other. Wang Yin was about to say something when they heard heavy footsteps on the stairs. Xin Nan ran down again.

Under the three people's puzzled gazes, Xinnan put a music score on the piano and looked at it for a while before starting to play.

The soothing piano music slowly emerges, the rhythm is very slow, but the emotion is very delicate and very contagious, as if a bay of clear water is flowing gently under the moon, just like a small boat is rippling slightly in the center of the lake.

Aunt Hui and Minci, who were in the kitchen, were moved by the emotions in the piano music. Aunt Hui looked up at the ceiling and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Minci also stood firmly at the window, looking in the direction of Xinnan, but her eyes gradually lost focus.

At this time, the three people at the table had different expressions, and Zhang Lu's face was even more confused.

He first looked at Xinnan, then turned to look at the two people beside him, frowned subconsciously, and at the same time wondered in his mind which song Xinnan was playing.

After listening for a while, Wang Yin couldn't help but curl her lips with a look of contempt on her face. Although Xinnan hadn't finished playing, judging from the structure of these sections, this song was obviously in the style of pop music.

'Haha, the champions of the six northern provinces actually played a pop song in front of the champions of other regions. The northern provinces really have no one.'

Thinking of this, Wang Yin sneered and felt even more disdainful. This was like attending a vocal master class, standing on the stage and singing "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" for everyone. Even if you didn't sing out of tune, it didn't stop others from laughing at you.

Yang Jun heard Wang Yin's disdainful movement. He turned his head and looked at them, and he understood what they were thinking.

These two people no longer consider skills, emotions, etc., and only the so-called prejudice remains.

Yang Jun was very disdainful of this. Even if they memorized all the world's famous songs and could play them perfectly, what would that matter? Without the corresponding emotions, they were just like a tape recorder.

Yang Jun heard something different in Xinnan's piano playing. It was a feeling that spirit and matter were intertwined yet distant. It was very mysterious, yet simple and unpretentious.

If Xinnan has reached this level, then in tomorrow's game, he will be the player closest to the championship.

While Yang Jun was thinking, the sound of the piano had changed, from its original gentle and low tone, like weeping and complaining, to an impassioned and grand style.

In an instant, a momentum of "yellow sand wears through golden armor after a hundred battles, and never returns until Loulan is conquered" came over us. In comparison, the calm just now seemed to be the last rest before the war, and now it was a fierce battle with blood shed and swords clashing.

The change in style seems abrupt, but upon careful reflection, it seems very reasonable, subtle and tortuous, with ups and downs, and the connection between the two is well handled.

Yang Jun was still as calm as ever, but there was a hint of approval in his eyes when he looked at Xinnan.

Zhang Lu frowned and looked around. The pace was so slow just now, what did this sudden fast pace mean? He was still very confused and didn't understand how Xinnan stood out from the six provinces in the northern region.

Wang Yin was even more disdainful. As an accomplished pianist, it was inappropriate for him to be so jumpy. If Xinnan behaved like this tomorrow, he would be one step closer to the championship.

Soon, the music came to an end. After the song was over, Xinnan's eyes sparkled and he had an extraordinary temperament. People could tell at a glance that he must be unique.

The other three got what they wanted through today's discussion. After Xinan finished his performance, Zhang Lu and Wang Yin said goodbye and left.

Yang Jun shook hands with Xinnan again, said a few words very solemnly, and then drove away.

After the three of them left, Xinnan calmed down and walked into the kitchen with brisk steps.

"Aunt Hui, I'm going out to buy a dress this afternoon. Can you go with me?"

Aunt Hui shook her head repeatedly, walked to Minci and pulled her clothes.

"Xinnan, I'm afraid my vision is not good enough, so let Minci go with you."

After being pulled by Aunt Hui, Minci came back to her senses and looked at the two of them with confused eyes.

"What's wrong? What do you want me to do?"

Before Xinnan could say anything, Aunt Hui quickly explained, "Xinnan hasn't bought a dress yet. Take him out to pick one."

"Dress? You don't have to buy a dress. I made one myself. I'll get it for you later."

Minci's short words shocked Aunt Hui and Xinnan. Aunt Hui liked Minci more and more, while Xinnan felt a little embarrassed.