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Chapter 256 Peng Yusheng's trump card

Pei Shaoshang's words were confident and domineering, even a little arrogant.

But judging from his previous performance, he does have the ability to be arrogant, but these words still caused an uproar at the scene.

"What, the piano academy will play whatever other people play. Isn't this too confident?"

"What kind of confidence? I think it's arrogance. Does he really think that the students from the piano academy are invincible?!"

"Damn it, this is completely looking down on our folk literary cultivators!"

"But judging from the strength this guy showed just now, even if all of us go up, we probably won't be able to fight!"

There was a lot of discussion at the scene.

Everyone in the Guqin Club was stunned by this proposal, let alone others. Even Su Ping'an narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard these words.

He also noticed that when Pei Shaoshang said this, his eyes were actually staring at him. It was obvious that the other party was not only putting pressure on the Guqin Club, but also declaring war on him!

"Don't pretend to be x, or you will be struck by lightning if you pretend to be x. Doesn't this guy know this truth?!"

When Su Ping'an saw Pei Shaoshang's actions, the corner of his mouth curled up, and his eyes even seemed a little playful.

What the other party said to others is okay, but if you dare to say it to yourself, you are looking for death.

After all, he is famous for his ability to make things happen on his own!

At the same time, Tao Waner also glanced at Su Pingan, and the two of them smiled slyly, with an unspoken understanding. The former even made a mouth gesture like Su Pingan, "This time we will definitely win!"

Liu Qingxi noticed this scene, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, "Do I not know what secrets these two have?"

"President, do we still want to go up?!"

Chen Erdong from the Guqin Club sounded a little softer.

With Miao Xiaohui's lessons learned and Pei Shaoshang's strength, he was a little scared.

Peng Yusheng said with a fierce expression: "What are you afraid of? We have been preparing for so long, how could we be scared back just because of his words? Besides, we have lost for so many years anyway, and we don't care about one more time!"

Before you think about winning, think about losing first.

This may be correct for other things, but thinking like this at the critical moment of a battle has invisibly weakened one's own momentum.

"Chen Erdong, you go first!"

After some consideration, Peng Yusheng finally sent Chen Erdong up first.

Chen Erdong's strength in the club is quite good, otherwise he would not have been elected as a member of this challenge. However, after the latter came to power, he was not as comfortable as Miao Xiaohui had shown before. Instead, he looked a little trembling.

It seemed that he was so shocked by Pei Shaoshang's previous performance that he had a shadow in his heart.

"With such a mentality, it would be too naive to want to defeat the students of Koto Academy."

Su Pingan just glanced at the student and shook his head.

He thought that the mentality of chess and painting students was fragile enough, but he didn't expect that the mentality of folk literary cultivators was even more unbearable. He was so frightened that he was like this even before the fight. It would be damned if he could still win.

Next, Chen Erdong's performance was not at all what Su Pingan expected. The guy's fingers were trembling when he sat down for the sound check. He even stuttered during the introduction, "Chen Erdong of Gu... Guqin Club, Wen... Eight Realms of Scholars

, please correct me!"

As he said this, this guy didn't even tell me what the music was to be played, and started playing directly. And because he was too nervous, he played several wrong notes in a row not long after he started, resulting in the whole song not being played at all.

It is simply unbearable to listen to the law.

"Damn it, you dare to show your shame at this level? I'm better than him!"

"Is this guy really a member of the Guqin Club? He can't be a fake, right?"

"Hey... no wonder the students at the piano academy look down on our folk literature, and they come up to challenge us with such a level and mentality. Isn't this just giving us a slap in the face?!"

The surrounding literary cultivators were disappointed with the performance of the Guqin Club members.

Peng Yusheng also didn't expect that Chen Erdong, who performed very well in the club, would make such a mistake when it came time for a serious competition. Now the guqin club's shame was really thrown into his grandma's house.

Su Ping'an, Bai Hao and others also looked at each other. This member's performance was even worse than they imagined. They knew without even looking that his performance must be average.

Sure enough, when Chen Erdong finished playing a piece of music with difficulty, it took a long time for the lamp in front of the piano building to barely turn on. Although he gradually entered the state and his performance became a little better, it was still difficult to recover from his previous performance.

of pulling down behavior.

"A lamp is so funny!"

"With this result, I can beat him with one hand!"

"Even if I ask a dog to randomly pluck the strings twice, he's still better than him!"

"Folk literary cultivators are really vulnerable!"

When the students from Qindao Branch saw this result, they immediately burst into jeers. Chen Erdong's eyes were red from the shock, and he almost cried on the spot, and finally ran off the stage in dejection.

Seeing this situation, Peng Yusheng's face was so gloomy that he almost shed tears.

There was originally a lot of pressure on the students from the Guqin Academy, but now that Chen Erdong is here again, the situation of the Guqin Club has become even more difficult.

Then it was the turn of the students from the piano academy to take on the challenge. The opponent kept his word and said it was the same song with one hand and one hand. The difficulty was not small. However, the opponent actually completed the whole song with his amazing hand speed.

song.

What is even more embarrassing is that the students from the piano academy finally got two lights.

"hateful……"

When Peng Yusheng saw this result, his back molars were almost broken.

This is no longer a humiliation for the Guqin Society, but a severe trampling.

Even the folk literary cultivators around them no longer have any hope in the Guqin Society. This is simply humiliating themselves.

Then it was the turn of the next show. There were still Jing Ming and Peng Yusheng in the Guqin Club who did not participate in the battle. Jing Ming had already consciously stood up. Just when he was about to take the stage, Peng Yusheng held him back, "This time...

I come!"

"President!"

Jing Ming and others looked stern.

When things have reached this point, Peng Yusheng, as the president, has to stand up. Just like Pei Shaoshang before him, for the dignity of folk literary cultivators, for the last face of the Guqin Society, and for the morale of his own side, he has to stand up.

They must take a chance, otherwise if they continue to lose like this, they may not even have the courage to fight in the end.

Under the attention of all the members, Peng Yusheng appeared like a savior hero. However, in the eyes of the people around him, this scene was completely like a picture of a strong man gone and never coming back.

.

After sitting firmly on the stage, Peng Yusheng spoke: "Peng Yusheng of Guqin Society, Nine Realms of Scholars, please appreciate a 'Xiaoqian Theme Song'!"


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