"Stop arguing, my roommate Wang Wansheng already told me. He sent you the video of me playing the guzheng. You liked me a lot and wanted to recruit me into your classical instrument association. You even said you were beautiful and showed me your photos. Unfortunately, I wasn't moved, so you got upset and came to find me, wanting to teach me a lesson, right?"
"You... you're thinking too much." Shen Yanran was furious. She suddenly regretted coming to find him. She never expected Zhou Hong to be so narcissistic, to misunderstand that she liked him and was coming to cause trouble because he rejected her.
"You can go. Even though you're the campus belle, I don't think you're that beautiful. No matter how pretty your face is, it can't be felt when the lights are off. But if your chest isn't big, it can be felt even with the lights off," Zhou Hong chuckled.
"You... you're shameless. I came here today just to teach you a lesson. Don't think you're so amazing just because you can play the guzheng. Even people from our music academy look down on you." Shen Yanran quickly explained.
At this moment, everyone in the class was silent, a bit confused about what they were talking about.
Especially Qin Mengxue and Qiao Xiaoyu, they were completely stunned. Zhou Hong said he didn't like Shen Yanran, so when did Shen Yanran stoop to pursuing Zhou Hong?
"Alright, stop explaining. I don't believe you'd be so bored as to come find me for some instrument. You must have been moved by how well I played the guzheng. Otherwise, why would you go to such lengths to try and defeat me with music?" Zhou Hong chuckled.
"Zhou Hong, keep dreaming. Nobody would like you. I'm here today just to spar with you and teach you a lesson about not being so arrogant. See this instrument on my back? It's a guzheng. Do you think you're the only one who can play it? I've mastered seven or eight classical instruments since I was young. If you dare, let's compete." Shen Yanran said.
"Okay, how do you want to compete?" Zhou Hong asked with a smile.
"We'll play the same piece, and let your classmates vote on who they like better."
"No problem, but no one should see who is playing."
"Of course."
Zhou Hong immediately pulled down the curtains in the classroom and set up a partition with the curtains in the front.
"Everyone, now, Shen Yanran and I will each play the same piece behind this curtain, and then please vote." Zhou Hong announced to the entire class.
"Okay." The classmates all nodded, wondering if Zhou Hong really had musical talent.
"Shen Yanran, we won't let everyone see who plays first and who plays second. What do you think?"
"Hmph, no problem. What piece should we play now?" Shen Yanran asked.
"Anything you want, but give me the music score."
"Then let's play 'Ambush from Ten Sides'." Shen Yanran took out the music score.
"Alright." Zhou Hong glanced at the music score for 'Ambush from Ten Sides'. After a brief study, he understood. This was pretty much the same as on the Zi Xiao Continent, with only minor differences, like Arabic numerals being replaced by other symbols.
One minute later, the sound of the guzheng echoed from behind the curtain.
The classmates listened quietly, not knowing who was playing first.
After the first piece finished, the second person began to play.
When the second person's music started, the eyes of all the classmates lit up. It seemed to have a different flavor. It was obvious that the second player's skill was not just a little bit better.
At this moment, Shen Yanran's expression also changed slightly. The second player was Zhou Hong. As a professional, she immediately heard that Zhou Hong's skill was countless times higher than hers. Even though it was the same piece, there was a world of difference.
She was shocked, and Shen Yanran herself unknowingly entered the realm of sound.
Soon, Zhou Hong finished playing.
Zhou Hong pulled down the curtain and asked with a smile, "Everyone, we just played 'Ambush from Ten Sides'. Those who thought the first person played better, please raise your hand."
Not a single person raised their hand. Even as amateurs, they could hear the difference.
"Those who thought the second person played better, please raise your hand."
The next second, everyone in the class raised their hands.
Seeing the result, Shen Yanran felt extremely embarrassed. At noon, Wang Wansheng had sent her the video. Although she thought Zhou Hong's playing was good, she assumed it was because his piece was beautiful. If they played the same piece, Zhou Hong might not be her match. Su Dan Novel Network.
However, she never expected that when they played the same piece, Zhou Hong would still play incomparably better than her.
"Shen Yanran, do you see the result? No one voted for you. Is this what you meant by teaching me a lesson? I'm not trying to put you down, but with your current level, in my eyes, you're completely amateur. You've only mastered the techniques but have no idea what the 'realm of sound' is." Zhou Hong said with a laugh.
"Hmph, Zhou Hong, you win. I lost." Chu Yanran snorted slightly, feeling convinced. She was also quite curious about this 'realm of sound' that Zhou Hong mentioned. What was it? She had seen many masters in this field, and none of them had ever mentioned such a thing.
"Then you can go. Don't disturb our class. As for joining your association, it's not impossible to discuss, depending on your sincerity."
"Hmph, narcissist, who cares about joining you." Chu Yanran snorted, too lazy to waste more words with Zhou Hong. She put away her guzheng and turned to leave.
At this moment, all the classmates looked at Zhou Hong in shock, never expecting that he could play the guzheng, and with such high skill that even Shen Yanran, the famous genius musician from the art academy, was defeated.
Especially Qiao Xiaoyu and Qin Mengxue, they felt like they were meeting Zhou Hong for the first time.
Zhou Hong walked back to his seat. The teacher had already arrived. He had also listened for a while at the door and seemed a bit surprised that this transfer student, considered trash, possessed such a talent, and at a high level.
"Class."
"Hello, teacher."
The class immediately entered a learning atmosphere.
However, Qin Mengxue and Qiao Xiaoyu were secretly chatting.
"Xiaoyu, this is too shocking, right? That scoundrel can play the guzheng." Qin Mengxue couldn't hide her shock.
"Yeah, I didn't expect this scoundrel to have this ability either." Qiao Xiaoyu couldn't help but let out a wry smile. She had to admit that Zhou Hong's performance had shocked them. They had thought he was useless, with no merits other than his strength and fighting ability. Yet, Zhou Hong had revealed this skill.
Just then, Qiao Xiaoyu received a message on her WeChat from her grandfather.
"Xiaoyu, bring Zhou Hong home tonight for the family dinner."