Chapter 225 - Test
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Her eyes were clear, and she looked as if she genuinely wanted to learn music.
However, to become a musician, passion and sincerity were not the only things that mattered.
Professor Zhang pursed his lips and said, âAlright, Iâll give you a test.â
When everyone heard Professor Zhangâs words, they heaved a sigh of relief.
If the newcomer wasnât good enough, she would be chased out by Professor Zhang. Then, they wouldnât have to worry about the newcomer dragging down their grades.
If the newcomer was skilled, she would bring glory to the class if she joined!
However, no one felt that this newcomer would be any good.
Professor Zhang glanced at all the students in the room and said, âFor the sake of fairness, all students will come to the instrument room with me. Weâll observe the new studentâs test together!â
Hence, everyone made their way to the instrument room excitedly.
Professor Zhang looked at Qiao Nian and said, âThis student, since you were able to gain admission, you should be aware of the rules of our school. Even if you have an acceptance letter, you still have to obtain the professorâs approval before you can enter the school to study.â
Qiao Nian had already asked around before she arrived. She nodded slightly.
Qiao Nian was feeling a little uneasy. Looking at the instruments, she was a little worried that she wouldnât be able to enter the school successfully. She hadnât practiced in a long time.
Professor Zhang glanced at the instruments around him and said, âYou can pick an instrument youâre good at and play a piece of your choice. As long as you can pass, Iâll accept you.â
The students looked at Qiao Nian as if they were watching a good show. They were waiting for Qiao Nian to back off.
Qiao Nianâs nervous heart gradually calmed down. Stepping forward, her gaze fell on the guqin. She sat down in front of it.
The students who had come to watch the show all looked at Qiao Nian in disbelief. Gasping, they said in confusion, âSheâs so bold. She actually dared to choose the guqin!â
âThatâs right. The guqin is so difficult. Doesnât she know?â
âWithout a teacher, itâs impossible to learn the guqin!â
âShe must really be the silly daughter of a rich family. Sheâs not capable at all!â
â¦
Qiao Nian stroked the guqin with both hands, her fingers gently strumming the strings.
The timbre was not bad.
It was tuned to the correct pitch as well.
Qiao Nian sat up straight, blocking out all the noise from the outside world. She raised her hands and placed them elegantly on the guqin, then began to strum the first string.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Music began to flow languidly from the strings of the guqin.
âIs she crazy? Sheâs playing âSpring and Snowâ!â
âThatâs the song Xia Xue is famous for!â
âSheâs overestimating herself. How dare she challenge the prettiest and most capable girl in our faculty!â
âDonât be like this. She just arrived. How could she know anything about our school?â
âLetâs just listen!â
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Professor Zhang and Director Hu, who were standing at the side, were slightly stunned.
The piece âSpring and Snowâ was famous all over the world. This piece was very difficult, and it was known for putting oneâs technical foundations to the test. None of them had expected Qiao Nian to choose such a difficult song.
Qiao Nianâs slender hands danced atop the strings, reminding one of a pair of butterflies fluttering atop a bed of flowers. Every motion was elegant. Clear and crisp musical notes rose from her fingertips, causing the listeners to become involuntarily immersed in the music.
Everyone was stunned. They had never expected Qiao Nian to be able to play such beautiful music.
âHow could she be self-taught? She must be lying!â
âShe plays much better than Xia Xue!â
âIs that so? Did she privately study under a teacher?â
âIf someone like this joins our class, sheâll pull up our grades, right?â
âAlright, stop talking. Perhaps this is the only song she knows!â
After all, those students were still too young and immature. Jealousy was written all over their faces.
After the song ended, Qiao Nian slowly retracted her hands. She hadnât played this song in a long time, and her fingers were a little stiff. Fortunately, she could still play it perfectly.
Qiao Nian stood up and looked at Professor Zhang.