Chapter 219 Pushing to the Crest of the Wave
Chapter 219 Pushing to the Crest of the Wave
Qiu Ziyue's school, Lanshan Middle School, is a key middle school in the city.
It is not only known for its rigorous academic standards, but also frequently recommends outstanding students to participate in various competitive activities in the city.
At the start of the new semester, the Municipal Education Bureau organized a grand guzheng competition.
The aim is to showcase the artistic flair and cultural heritage of each school.
Lanshan Middle School was no exception, and carefully prepared a guzheng performance, which was played by a student who was good at playing the guzheng.
However, fate is always full of variables.
The day before the competition, the student who was supposed to perform the guzheng was unable to arrive on time due to a heart attack.
This sudden turn of events caught the entire team off guard.
"What are we going to do? The stage will be packed with people eagerly waiting, and what's worse, city leaders will also be attending the event."
The teacher paced back and forth in the classroom like an ant on a hot pan. There were a few people in the school who could play the guzheng, but not enough to qualify for the competition.
In this situation, any mistake could affect the school's reputation.
In a moment of panic, the supervising teacher went to each class and anxiously asked:
"Who else can play the guzheng?"
When they arrived at Class 1, Grade 11, the classroom was completely silent; everyone held their breath.
Qiu Ziyue sat in the back row, a thought flashing through her mind, but she didn't want to make a fuss.
The teacher's eyes grew increasingly anxious, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Teacher, I know a classmate who can play the guzheng."
Suddenly, a female student stood up and reported to the teacher.
Everyone looked over and saw that it was Gong Xiaoxiao.
"Gong Xiaoxiao, who do you think can save the day?"
"Teacher, it's Qiu Ziyue!"
"what"!
The teachers and students were taken aback.
"Yes, teacher, Qiu Ziyue is rumored to be a musical prodigy, she will definitely be able to save the day."
Upon hearing this, the teacher immediately turned to look at Qiu Ziyue, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes:
"Really? Are you sure it's okay?"
Qiu Ziyue was surprised, but she still nodded.
Qiu Ziyue knew in her heart that Gong Xiaoxiao did not learn her lesson after being beaten.
Her naming her wasn't out of kindness; she just wanted to embarrass her further.
Finally, Qiu Ziyue mustered her courage and said softly, "I'll give it a try."
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope flashed in the teacher's eyes:
"Really? Are you sure it's okay?"
Qiu Ziyue nodded, but the teacher's expression quickly changed from surprise to worry:
What level have you passed on the guzheng?
Qiu Ziyue shook her head and said in a low voice:
"I have never taken the exam."
The teacher sighed, her tone tinged with helplessness:
"I know you were a musical prodigy when you were little, but that was nine years ago. You don't have any grade certificates now, how can you manage?"
Gong Xiaoxiao and her classmates began to whisper among themselves, and their mocking voices reached Qiu Ziyue's ears:
"Is she just daydreaming?"
"How could I still be good at it after not touching the guzheng for nine years?"
"She's just showing off; she'll embarrass the whole school. Humph, what a boastful braggart."
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These words stung Qiu Ziyue's heart like needles, but they also ignited her stubbornness and self-confidence.
Her madness returned, and she decided to take a gamble.
"teacher,"
Qiu Ziyue raised her head, her gaze resolute: "Teacher, how about we make a bet?"
"A bet? What kind of bet?" the teacher asked in surprise.
"If my performance at the music festival is recognized by the city leaders, I will ask Gong Xiaoxiao to call me 'Teacher Qiu' in front of the entire school. If I fail, I will leave the school."
Qiu Ziyue readily agreed.
The teacher paused for a moment, looking into Qiu Ziyue's eyes, as if seeing the shadow of that little musical prodigy from back then.
She hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded:
"Ok, I trust you."
"Teacher, what songs did the students who performed before choose?" Qiu Ziyue asked.
"It's 'Yu Meiren,' by Qiu Ziyue!" the teacher responded.
"Then, teacher, I'll play a piece called 'The Moon Is High'!"
Qiu Ziyue was full of confidence.
"What? Qiu Ziyue, do you know that 'Yu Meiren' is a Level 1 piece and 'Yue Er Gao' is a Level 10 piece? Are you sure?"
My mentor was a woman in her thirties, wearing elegant glasses, and usually spoke calmly and composedly.
But when she heard Qiu Ziyue about to play a level 10 guzheng piece, her glasses nearly fell off.
"Qiu Ziyue, since you can play, could you tell us about 'The Moon Is High'?"
"Teacher, the song 'The Moon Rises High' is said to have been composed by Emperor Xuanzong of Tang. Its background is very similar to that of 'The Song of Rainbow Feathers and Feathered Robes.' It mainly describes the process of the moon rising and setting in the west. The whole piece is gorgeous and lingering, and is very danceable."
"Ah, so you really know. Okay, Qiu Ziyue is right."
The teacher praised it repeatedly.
"Qiu Ziyue, could you give a live performance?"
The teacher asked.
Qiu Ziyue nodded, stood up, and followed the teacher and all the students in the grade toward the guzheng in the music room.
She took a deep breath, composed herself, and gently placed her hands on the strings.
As the first note sounded, a beautiful melody flowed out like a gentle stream, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Her fingering was skillful and fluid, and every note seemed to carry emotion, echoing in the air.
Qiu Ziyue's guzheng performance was as smooth as flowing water, and every note seemed to carry emotion, echoing in the air.
The teachers and students in the audience were deeply moved by the unexpected and beautiful music and responded with enthusiastic applause.
However, not everyone was happy for her.
Gong Xiaoxiao sat in her seat, her brows furrowed, her heart filled with resentment.
She originally thought Qiu Ziyue was just daydreaming, but she never expected that she would actually play so well.
Nevertheless, Gong Xiaoxiao was still unwilling to admit defeat easily.
As Qiu Ziyue stepped off the stage, she walked straight up to Gong Xiaoxiao and said softly:
"Gong Xiaoxiao, I hope you keep your word and call me 'Teacher Qiu' then."
Gong Xiaoxiao slowly raised her head, a barely perceptible hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes.
Her brows furrowed slightly, and her lips tightened, as if she was trying her best to suppress her inner dissatisfaction.
However, just a moment later, her eyes quickly regained their calm, and her face once again wore a composed and serene expression.
There seemed to be an elusive emotion hidden in those bright eyes, a mixture of resentment and anticipation for the challenges to come.
"We'll see how you do tomorrow."
Her tone carried a hint of challenge, as if she wanted to see if Qiu Ziyue could really maintain this level of performance.
Qiu Ziyue smiled slightly and said nothing more.
She knew that true victory came not from the approval of others, but from inner strength.
Regardless of Gong Xiaoxiao's attitude, she has already proven her strength.
"By the way, Qiu Ziyue, don't even think about getting first place. If you change your song, who will dance with you? Don't forget that the competition rules stipulate that the program must be a combination of dance and music. You're doomed to lose."
Gong Xiaoxiao straightened her back, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and looked both jealous and somewhat wary.
The instructor was also somewhat stunned. Although she was amazed by Qiu Ziyue's guzheng skills, she really couldn't believe it.
A little girl known as a musical prodigy, after being in a vegetative state for nine years, was still able to play a level 9 guzheng piece flawlessly, which she found incredible.
When she heard Gong Xiaoxiao say that, her heart jumped again.
"Yes, no matter how well you play the guzheng, you will still lose points if you don't follow the competition rules. What can we do?"
To be continued in the next chapter.
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