Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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In fact, she is also a bit nervous, as the original sound of "Toward Fu", she should be handy.

But when Wen Yanchen said that as long as the audience had noisy voices, they stopped.

This gives her a kind of, this is not recording dry sounds, it is in the game.

"Hey, why can you... have so much time?"

This is a celebration, it should be very rigorous.

“Our home is the sponsor of the latest batch of laboratories and equipment in the school.” Wen Yanchen did not hide it and came out directly.

“Can the audience always be quiet?”

"Since they enjoyed the "Life Fu", they were deeply brought into the plot, and why should we bother." He saw her nervousness and gently touched her head: "Do not worry, you But the drunken dust is huge!"

"..." Luo slammed the dust and replied, "Thank you, Wen Cun giant!"

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the celebration officially began.

After the vocal music club's ‘collective ensemble’, it was the solo violin single performance.

However, when the ceremonies took out the word 'Su weaving', the audience began to be restless.

Because they always thought that this year's performance should be Wen Yanchen's piano solo.

The school grass male **** suddenly became an inexplicable person, and the bottom of the broken thoughts immediately blasted the pot.

"What, I don't like the violin at all!"

"When you say good school, how can you become another person?"

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I have to go back to the dormitory to sleep!"

......

Standing in the background, Luo dusted and frowned unconsciously. She had thought about this scene, but she never thought that everyone would be so excited.

Su Zhi, who does not know the impulse of sex, can not stabilize.

Standing in the distance, Chen Na’s mouth evoked a perfect arc and said: “It’s really shameful, it’s all black for the vocal music club!”

"If you can't eat the grapes, you can say that the grapes are sour." Luo Dust is almost good because he should go back, the tone is especially bad!

Generally, when she is nervous and anxious, don't provoke her. There are no three or four ways to swear.

Sure enough, Chen Na’s face, which can only sing and sing in the celebration, suddenly became unsightly. She was just trying to respond, but she did not expect to ask the voice of Yanchen to sound faster.

"Do not worry, the musicians will not be disturbed by the outside world." Wen Yanchen stunned the good-looking voice: "She is different from our CV."

Sure enough, the long arc of the violin of the next second sounded, and the audience's noise was gradually whispering.

The songs of Su Zhila are a combination of classical and popular, and there is a fusion of folk music and western music.

She probably knows why she is so composing, wants to prove herself, in front of her parents.

It’s really... good intentions.

After a minute, the scene could only hear very small whispers, and most of them were immersed in the music of her violin.

It’s a melodious and tidal wave.

One song, the applause thunder.

Su Zhi, standing on the stage, put down the violin and slowly opened his eyes. The Pu fan squinted his eyelashes and fell into tears.

She licked her lips and tried to control her emotions.

"It’s really an inspiring violin solo. I want to listen to the concert as a host." The host walked up and gently handed her a paper towel and said to her: "First come. Tell me what you think!"

Su Zhi took a paper towel and wiped away her tears. She took a deep breath: "Thank you for my parents who have cultivated so many folk music instruments. I am not a foreigner. I want to learn the violin but I just like it."