Face win

When Jiang Yuxuan entered the small hall door, he specially shouted Wang Po three times at the top of his voice and launched the skills of 300 melon eaters.

　　He wanted to see if this skill was effective. If it was effective, he would definitely use this skill when he slapped Zhou Yanyan.

　　His three roars caused the people around him to be stunned.

　　Wang Po? What the hell? Shouldn't you shout to cheer?

　　After Jiang Yuxuan shouted, he quickly walked into the small auditorium under the astonished eyes of everyone.

　　Fortunately, he was wearing a mask. Otherwise, he really wouldn't have dared to shout like that. It was too shameful. Others looked at him like he was insane. It was a small auditorium, but in fact, the area was quite large.

　　Jiang Yuxuan touched the audience for almost 800 to 900 people.

　　Only the stage is a little small, it is seven meters wide and eleven or twelve meters long.

　　After Jiang Yuxuan entered, he directly jumped onto the stage with vigorous steps. The reason why he was so fast was that there was only one chair on the stage.

　　He took off his gloves and stuffed them into his luggage bag. He threw his luggage aside and sat on the guitar.

　　As soon as he sat down, the 4 entrances of the small auditorium swarmed in with a group of people at the same time.

　　Those people's expressions were a little dull, like sleepwalking. After they came in, they found seats and sat down.

　　Jiang Yuxuan kept staring at those people, and he felt that those guys definitely had something to do with his skills.

　　Sure enough, those people sobered up after sitting down.

　　"Damn, why did I come to the small auditorium?"

　　"Aren't I going to the restaurant? Why am I here?"

　　"I'm going to class... so many people are in the small auditorium? Is this some kind of activity?"

　　Suddenly the small auditorium was like a pot.

　　Professor Wang frowned and went up to the stage, still holding the microphone he did not know where to take it from.

　　"Everyone be quiet, everyone be quiet!"

　　Professor Wang still had some prestige in the conservatory of music, and the audience immediately shut up.

　　"What are the names of Qiu Tiantong and this... classmate today?"

　　Professor Wang turned to ask Jiang Yuxuan.

　　"Jiang Yuxuan."

　　"Today, Qiu Tiantong and Jiang Yuxuan, the two students are here to compete with each other. All of you here are judges. Later, each of them will choose three kinds of musical instruments and play three kinds of music, so that everyone can judge whether they are high or low."

　　"Good! Finally, someone has challenged him."

　　"Someone actually challenged Brother Qiu!"

　　"Wait and see how this kid died!"

"Che, what's wrong with Qiu Tiantong? Daring to challenge him is commendable courage!"

　　"Come on, buddy, we support you mentally!"

　　"Jiang Yuxuan? Which class of junior is this? Have you guys heard of this name?"

　　The audience was once again in a mess. Professor Wang hurried to signal everyone to be quiet.

　　"Qiu Tiantong, please go up to the stage. You two can choose your instruments now. One of them is piano performance. You can play the two."

　　As soon as Professor Wang's voice fell, Qiu Tiantong took the stage from the side of the stage. He held a long black box in his hand and carried one on his back.

　　Jiang Yuxuan knew at a glance that this guy must have brought his flute and erhu..

　　He was a little worried. He only had one guitar. Where could he find another instrument?

　　Jiang Yuxuan hurriedly stood up and walked over towards Professor Wang.

　　"Professor Wang, can you let me use the microphone?"

　　Professor Wang nodded and handed the microphone to Jiang Yuxuan.

　　"Fellow students, I am short of an instrument now. Anyone of you who can lend me a bit can use any instrument."

　　Jiang Yuxuan's words made many people frown.

　　Any instrument will do?

　　As if he could use anything!

　　"Brother, you are too inattentive to challenge a guy who doesn't even bring the whole meal."

　　The people below the stage laughed.

　　Jiang Yuxuan was also a little embarrassed.

　　"I'm not a student of your school, and it's not my intention to come here to compete. Who is willing to lend me something? When I win Qiu Tiantong's flute, I'll give it to him."

　　After Jiang Yuxuan said this, many people's faces changed. The one whose face changed the most was Qiu Tiantong.

　　You haven't won yet, and you are thinking about what to do with my flute?

　　"What a big tone! How dare you challenge Qiu Tiantong if you're not from our school?"

　　"You're here to smash the place!"

　　"If you win, wouldn't you be slapping our conservatory in the face?"

　　"What a big breath! Which school are you from!"

　　Jiang Yuxuan was not a student of the Conservatory of Music, challenging the geniuses of the Conservatory of Music... This clearly showed that the Kicking Pavilion was coming.

　　He did not expect that his words could inspire the collective honor of the people under the stage.

　　Jiang Yuxuan laughed bitterly. This is to throw stones at your own feet.

　　"Everyone, I don't want to compete. He forced me to compete, and I was forced to do so. I'm not from any school, and my major is different from yours. I just like music. Today is not to kick the gym, but to learn..."

　　Jiang Yuxuan didn't finish his words when Professor Wang grabbed the microphone.

　　"What instrument do you want to use? I'll get someone to get it for you. If you continue, I'm afraid you'll be beaten up before the competition starts."

　　Jiang Yuxuan heard this and looked at the excited students under the stage. He felt a little regretful for using the skill of 300 melon eaters.

　　If you don't use it, there will be fewer people who will hit him later.

　　"I can play any instrument..."

　　Jiang Yuxuan's answer made Professor Wang's brows furrow. This brat is indeed crazy.

　　Any musical instrument would do? He didn t even dare to say such a thing!

　　"Then let's go with the lute. I'll have someone fetch it."

　　"Thank you, Professor Wang."

　　After thanking Professor Wang, Jiang Yuxuan sat back on the chair with the guitar in his arms.

　　Professor Wang called a familiar student to his office to pick up the guitar.

　　"Everyone, be quiet and let the two of them prepare. In five minutes, the first competition will begin."

　　After saying that, Professor Wang arranged for someone to carry the piano.

　　"Buddy, are you afraid of meeting people?"

　　"Yes, take off the mask!"

　　"If you dare to kick the pavilion, you must show your true colors!"

　　"Take off the mask! Take off the mask!... Take off the mask!"

　　The people below the stage shouted in unison, and the momentum was a little amazing!

　　Jiang Yuxuan sat on the stage and laughed bitterly. It wasn't that he didn't want to take off his mask.

　　Many people in the audience had already taken out their cell phones and started filming on the stage. He was afraid that someone would post today's incident on the Internet. Apart from Brother Tattered, it was estimated that he would have a few more nicknames.

　　Brother Guitar? Brother Kick?

　　"Take off the mask! Take off the mask!"

　　Under the excitement of the crowd, Professor Wang stood up with a frown. He looked at the students behind him and then at Jiang Yuxuan in the stands.

　　He gestured at Jiang Yuxuan to take off his mask.

　　Jiang Yuxuan sighed and took off his mask.

　　Pick it and pick it. What am I afraid of?

　　As soon as Jiang Yuxuan took off his mask, the small auditorium became quiet in an instant...

　　Everyone looked at Jiang Yuxuan on the stage in a daze. Some people who couldn't see clearly leaned forward and stretched their necks, staring at Jiang Yuxuan on the stage.

　　Professor Wang sat in the audience and couldn't help shaking his head. If it was better than Yan, Jiang Yuxuan would have already won, and he would still have won.