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Han Sha was conquered by a piece of blue and white porcelain. Until song Yan played it, she was still immersed in the Jiangnan Water Town created by song Yan and the sad and beautiful love story.
after a long time, Hansha returned to her mind and looked at Song Yandao: "it turns out that your piano is so well played, so deep hidden!"
"Who told me to be a low-key and meaningful person?" Song Yan's face stinks.
"Low key?" Hansha sneers: "now, who doesn't know your name in Shengye middle school? Help the police to catch the A-level wanted person. Kick teacher Yan to the junior high school. If I offend you one day, will you send me to teach the primary school students?"
"Cough." Song Yan's face turned red for a while. I didn't expect that Mr. Hansha would say something like that.
All of a sudden, Hansha's face showed a sly smile, and song Yan immediately reflected that she had been fooled by Hansha.
For a while, song Yan's eyes became a little grumpy.
Can't stand his eyes hansalin hurriedly said: "well, I'm sure you're fake, but you have to win a championship, otherwise, wait to clean the toilet."
"No, it's too cruel." Song Yan wails.
…………
At 9 a.m. on the 15th, song Yan appeared in the vocal music teaching building of Xiangcheng Conservatory of music. The audition place for the piano competition was arranged here.
Downstairs, there are red banners hung. There are two tables under the banners. There are four staff members of the competition party who issue the number plates.
Yesterday, Zheng Yun called him to get through with him. About 800 people signed up for the piano competition. Therefore, ten classrooms were arranged for audition. Each classroom had three judges. They got three tickets to directly participate in the preliminary competition and two tickets to be determined.
At the staff office, song Yan received a number plate 7-68.
"7" stands for classroom 7, and "68" is the sequence number.
The audition began at 9:30. The staff asked that classroom 7 was on the 4th floor. Song Yan took the number plate and went straight to the 4th floor.
The door of classroom 7 is closed. Obviously, the judges are not there yet. However, most of the participants have come to the outside of the classroom to wait. With their friends or family accompanying them, the corridor is very crowded.
"Hi, what do you call me, man? Come alone, without friends? " A tall and thin man with long hair and ugly face greets song Yan.
"Yes, come alone. My name is song Yan. What do you call it?" Just so-called stretch out not to hit smiling face person, then song inkstone guest airway.
"My name is Xia Xiang, musician. This is my business card." While talking, the other side handed over a rather delicate business card.
"Thank you." Song Yan reached out and took the card. "But I'm still a student. I don't have a card."
Xia wanted to be able to talk, and he was straightforward. Song Yan didn't ask, so he took the initiative to talk about his own affairs. According to him, he began to play piano and guitar in high school. Later, he went to university, joined a music club, and formed a band with several students who shared the same dream of music.
It's a pity that after graduating from college, the band broke up because of the pressure of livelihood.
But he didn't give up his dream of music. Since the band was dissolved, he just played by himself, but he didn't get along well.
In the past two years, he has also participated in many music talent shows, the best one entered the semi-finals, but because of his poor appearance and singing skills, he has not been able to make it. This time, I heard that the prize money of the piano competition is very rich, so he signed up for it.
All of a sudden, Xia wanted to turn around and ask song Yan, "are you still in high school?"
"Well. Senior three. " Song Yan nodded.
"Which school?" Xia wants to keep asking.
"The night school."
"Amazing, the best middle school in our state. Are you an art examinee?"
"No, I'm a liberal arts student!"
Finally, the staff came to open the door, and then the judges came, two men and one woman.
Half past nine.
The staff came out to announce the start of the audition, and asked everyone to keep quiet, then let 701 play in the classroom, 702 ready.
701 is a pretty young man about the age of song Yan. Obviously, he is nervous.
The audition has no requirements for the repertoire, just play the best one.
The sound insulation effect of the classroom is not very good. As 701 entered for a while, there was a piano sound coming out of it. The other side played a popular famous song "little raindrop". During this period, he did not stop absorbing various pieces. Now, tens of thousands of pieces of music are in his mind.
Hearing half of it, song Yan shakes his head secretly, wondering if the other side is too nervous and only plays half of it, there are no less than five mistakes.
Sure enough, when 701 came out of the classroom, he looked dejected and obviously failed.
"702 please come in and play." The staff sang loudly.702 is a fat boy. He came out less than five minutes after he went in. His face was full of spirits. Everyone thought that he passed. In fact, song Yan's hearing showed that he failed.
The audition was going on very fast. Some of the poor performances were called off by the judges before they finished playing the music. So by eleven o'clock, they had been ranked No. 56. However, less than one third of the auditees passed the audition.
"757 please come in and play."
"It's my turn. I'll go first." Xia wants to confidently say something to song Yan and strides forward to the classroom.
Soon, a sad piece of music was introduced into song Yan's ear from the classroom. Song Yan was a little surprised because Xia Xiang's performance level was no lower than Huang Quan's, and he should have a professional level of seven.
Sure enough, when Xia wants to walk out of the classroom, he will be a little more satisfied.
"Congratulations to brother Xia." Song Yan smiled.
"Haha, it's just a small idea." Summer wants to pretend not to think it's okay to wave, who can see the pride between the eyebrows.
Originally, song Yan thought that Xia wanted to leave, but he didn't expect that the other side would have to wait until he finished the sea election.
At 11:43, the staff sang the number of song Yan.
"Come on!"
Xia Xiang waves his fist to song Yan.
"Thank you."
Song Yan walked into the classroom and saluted the three judges.
"Please start playing." The male judge sitting in the middle said quietly.
"Good."
Song Yan calmly came to the piano and sat down. His hands fell on the black and white keys. Then, a string of sad notes flowed out of his fingers, and the eyes of the three judges suddenly brightened.
With song Yan's performance, all three judges closed their eyes and immersed in the artistic conception he created.
Qu then, the male judge sitting in the middle said with a face of admiration: "well played, I passed."
"What's the name of this piece of music? Is it original?" The female judge sitting on the right followed closely.
"The song is called blue and white porcelain, which is an original piece." Song Yan replied.
"Very good. I'm looking forward to your next performance. I'll pass."
"I played very well and composed the music very well. I have no reason not to pass." The male judge on the left smiled.
"Thank you."
Song Yan stood up to express his thanks, looked at the staff holding the camera with their eyes, and left the classroom.
"Man, have you passed?" Just out of the classroom, Xia Xiang came up.
"By a fluke." Song Yan smiled.
So, song Yan and Xia want to go downstairs together. Unexpectedly, they come to the third floor and meet their eldest aunt and song Xue. Both of them look quite unexpected. Unexpectedly, they can meet song Yan here.
[author's aside]: four changes! Four changes! Four changes!
Look at the diligent members of mosquitoes. Don't forget to collect them.
...
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Han Sha was conquered by a piece of blue and white porcelain. Until song Yan played it, she was still immersed in the Jiangnan Water Town created by song Yan and the sad and beautiful love story.
after a long time, Hansha returned to her mind and looked at Song Yandao: "it turns out that your piano is so well played, so deep hidden!"
"Who told me to be a low-key and meaningful person?" Song Yan's face stinks.
"Low key?" Hansha sneers: "now, who doesn't know your name in Shengye middle school? Help the police to catch the A-level wanted person. Kick teacher Yan to the junior high school. If I offend you one day, will you send me to teach the primary school students?"
"Cough." Song Yan's face turned red for a while. I didn't expect that Mr. Hansha would say something like that.
All of a sudden, Hansha's face showed a sly smile, and song Yan immediately reflected that she had been fooled by Hansha.
For a while, song Yan's eyes became a little grumpy.
Can't stand his eyes hansalin hurriedly said: "well, I'm sure you're fake, but you have to win a championship, otherwise, wait to clean the toilet."
"No, it's too cruel." Song Yan wails.
…………
At 9 a.m. on the 15th, song Yan appeared in the vocal music teaching building of Xiangcheng Conservatory of music. The audition place for the piano competition was arranged here.
Downstairs, there are red banners hung. There are two tables under the banners. There are four staff members of the competition party who issue the number plates.
Yesterday, Zheng Yun called him to get through with him. About 800 people signed up for the piano competition. Therefore, ten classrooms were arranged for audition. Each classroom had three judges. They got three tickets to directly participate in the preliminary competition and two tickets to be determined.
At the staff office, song Yan received a number plate 7-68.
"7" stands for classroom 7, and "68" is the sequence number.
The audition began at 9:30. The staff asked that classroom 7 was on the 4th floor. Song Yan took the number plate and went straight to the 4th floor.
The door of classroom 7 is closed. Obviously, the judges are not there yet. However, most of the participants have come to the outside of the classroom to wait. With their friends or family accompanying them, the corridor is very crowded.
"Hi, what do you call me, man? Come alone, without friends? " A tall and thin man with long hair and ugly face greets song Yan.
"Yes, come alone. My name is song Yan. What do you call it?" Just so-called stretch out not to hit smiling face person, then song inkstone guest airway.
"My name is Xia Xiang, musician. This is my business card." While talking, the other side handed over a rather delicate business card.
"Thank you." Song Yan reached out and took the card. "But I'm still a student. I don't have a card."
Xia wanted to be able to talk, and he was straightforward. Song Yan didn't ask, so he took the initiative to talk about his own affairs. According to him, he began to play piano and guitar in high school. Later, he went to university, joined a music club, and formed a band with several students who shared the same dream of music.
It's a pity that after graduating from college, the band broke up because of the pressure of livelihood.
But he didn't give up his dream of music. Since the band was dissolved, he just played by himself, but he didn't get along well.
In the past two years, he has also participated in many music talent shows, the best one entered the semi-finals, but because of his poor appearance and singing skills, he has not been able to make it. This time, I heard that the prize money of the piano competition is very rich, so he signed up for it.
All of a sudden, Xia wanted to turn around and ask song Yan, "are you still in high school?"
"Well. Senior three. " Song Yan nodded.
"Which school?" Xia wants to keep asking.
"The night school."
"Amazing, the best middle school in our state. Are you an art examinee?"
"No, I'm a liberal arts student!"
Finally, the staff came to open the door, and then the judges came, two men and one woman.
Half past nine.
The staff came out to announce the start of the audition, and asked everyone to keep quiet, then let 701 play in the classroom, 702 ready.
701 is a pretty young man about the age of song Yan. Obviously, he is nervous.
The audition has no requirements for the repertoire, just play the best one.
The sound insulation effect of the classroom is not very good. As 701 entered for a while, there was a piano sound coming out of it. The other side played a popular famous song "little raindrop". During this period, he did not stop absorbing various pieces. Now, tens of thousands of pieces of music are in his mind.
Hearing half of it, song Yan shakes his head secretly, wondering if the other side is too nervous and only plays half of it, there are no less than five mistakes.
Sure enough, when 701 came out of the classroom, he looked dejected and obviously failed.
"702 please come in and play." The staff sang loudly.702 is a fat boy. He came out less than five minutes after he went in. His face was full of spirits. Everyone thought that he passed. In fact, song Yan's hearing showed that he failed.
The audition was going on very fast. Some of the poor performances were called off by the judges before they finished playing the music. So by eleven o'clock, they had been ranked No. 56. However, less than one third of the auditees passed the audition.
"757 please come in and play."
"It's my turn. I'll go first." Xia wants to confidently say something to song Yan and strides forward to the classroom.
Soon, a sad piece of music was introduced into song Yan's ear from the classroom. Song Yan was a little surprised because Xia Xiang's performance level was no lower than Huang Quan's, and he should have a professional level of seven.
Sure enough, when Xia wants to walk out of the classroom, he will be a little more satisfied.
"Congratulations to brother Xia." Song Yan smiled.
"Haha, it's just a small idea." Summer wants to pretend not to think it's okay to wave, who can see the pride between the eyebrows.
Originally, song Yan thought that Xia wanted to leave, but he didn't expect that the other side would have to wait until he finished the sea election.
At 11:43, the staff sang the number of song Yan.
"Come on!"
Xia Xiang waves his fist to song Yan.
"Thank you."
Song Yan walked into the classroom and saluted the three judges.
"Please start playing." The male judge sitting in the middle said quietly.
"Good."
Song Yan calmly came to the piano and sat down. His hands fell on the black and white keys. Then, a string of sad notes flowed out of his fingers, and the eyes of the three judges suddenly brightened.
With song Yan's performance, all three judges closed their eyes and immersed in the artistic conception he created.
Qu then, the male judge sitting in the middle said with a face of admiration: "well played, I passed."
"What's the name of this piece of music? Is it original?" The female judge sitting on the right followed closely.
"The song is called blue and white porcelain, which is an original piece." Song Yan replied.
"Very good. I'm looking forward to your next performance. I'll pass."
"I played very well and composed the music very well. I have no reason not to pass." The male judge on the left smiled.
"Thank you."
Song Yan stood up to express his thanks, looked at the staff holding the camera with their eyes, and left the classroom.
"Man, have you passed?" Just out of the classroom, Xia Xiang came up.
"By a fluke." Song Yan smiled.
So, song Yan and Xia want to go downstairs together. Unexpectedly, they come to the third floor and meet their eldest aunt and song Xue. Both of them look quite unexpected. Unexpectedly, they can meet song Yan here.
[author's aside]: four changes! Four changes! Four changes!
Look at the diligent members of mosquitoes. Don't forget to collect them.
...
Han Sha was conquered by a piece of blue and white porcelain. Until song Yan played it, she was still immersed in the Jiangnan Water Town created by song Yan and the sad and beautiful love story. after a long time, Hansha returned to her mind and looked at Song Yandao: "it turns out that your piano is so well played, so deep hidden!" "Who told me to be a low-key and meaningful person?" Song Yan's face stinks. "Low key?" Hansha sneers: "now, who doesn't know your name in Shengye middle school? Help the police to catch the A-level wanted person. Kick teacher Yan to the junior high school. If I offend you one day, will you send me to teach the primary school students?" "Cough." Song Yan's face turned red for a while. I didn't expect that Mr. Hansha would say something like that. All of a sudden, Hansha's face showed a sly smile, and song Yan immediately reflected that she had been fooled by Hansha. For a while, song Yan's eyes became a little grumpy. Can't stand his eyes hansalin hurriedly said: "well, I'm sure you're fake, but you have to win a championship, otherwise, wait to clean the toilet." "No, it's too cruel." Song Yan wails. At 9 a.m. on the 15th, song Yan appeared in the vocal music teaching building of Xiangcheng Conservatory of music. The audition place for the piano competition was arranged here. Downstairs, there are red banners hung. There are two tables under the banners. There are four staff members of the competition party who issue the number plates. Yesterday, Zheng Yun called him to get through with him. About 800 people signed up for the piano competition. Therefore, ten classrooms were arranged for audition. Each classroom had three judges. They got three tickets to directly participate in the preliminary competition and two tickets to be determined. At the staff office, song Yan received a number plate 7-68. "7" stands for classroom 7, and "68" is the sequence number. The audition began at 9:30. The staff asked that classroom 7 was on the 4th floor. Song Yan took the number plate and went straight to the 4th floor. The door of classroom 7 is closed. Obviously, the judges are not there yet. However, most of the participants have come to the outside of the classroom to wait. With their friends or family accompanying them, the corridor is very crowded. "Hi, what do you call me, man? Come alone, without friends? " A tall and thin man with long hair and ugly face greets song Yan. "Yes, come alone. My name is song Yan. What do you call it?" Just so-called stretch out not to hit smiling face person, then song inkstone guest airway. "My name is Xia Xiang, musician. This is my business card." While talking, the other side handed over a rather delicate business card. "Thank you." Song Yan reached out and took the card. "But I'm still a student. I don't have a card." Xia wanted to be able to talk, and he was straightforward. Song Yan didn't ask, so he took the initiative to talk about his own affairs. According to him, he began to play piano and guitar in high school. Later, he went to university, joined a music club, and formed a band with several students who shared the same dream of music. It's a pity that after graduating from college, the band broke up because of the pressure of livelihood. But he didn't give up his dream of music. Since the band was dissolved, he just played by himself, but he didn't get along well. In the past two years, he has also participated in many music talent shows, the best one entered the semi-finals, but because of his poor appearance and singing skills, he has not been able to make it. This time, I heard that the prize money of the piano competition is very rich, so he signed up for it. All of a sudden, Xia wanted to turn around and ask song Yan, "are you still in high school?" "Well. Senior three. " Song Yan nodded. "Which school?" Xia wants to keep asking. "The night school." "Amazing, the best middle school in our state. Are you an art examinee?" "No, I'm a liberal arts student!" Finally, the staff came to open the door, and then the judges came, two men and one woman. Half past nine. The staff came out to announce the start of the audition, and asked everyone to keep quiet, then let 701 play in the classroom, 702 ready. 701 is a pretty young man about the age of song Yan. Obviously, he is nervous. The audition has no requirements for the repertoire, just play the best one. The sound insulation effect of the classroom is not very good. As 701 entered for a while, there was a piano sound coming out of it. The other side played a popular famous song "little raindrop". During this period, he did not stop absorbing various pieces. Now, tens of thousands of pieces of music are in his mind. Hearing half of it, song Yan shakes his head secretly, wondering if the other side is too nervous and only plays half of it, there are no less than five mistakes. Sure enough, when 701 came out of the classroom, he looked dejected and obviously failed. "702 please come in and play." The staff sang loudly.702 is a fat boy. He came out less than five minutes after he went in. His face was full of spirits. Everyone thought that he passed. In fact, song Yan's hearing showed that he failed. The audition was going on very fast. Some of the poor performances were called off by the judges before they finished playing the music. So by eleven o'clock, they had been ranked No. 56. However, less than one third of the auditees passed the audition. "757 please come in and play." "It's my turn. I'll go first." Xia wants to confidently say something to song Yan and strides forward to the classroom. Soon, a sad piece of music was introduced into song Yan's ear from the classroom. Song Yan was a little surprised because Xia Xiang's performance level was no lower than Huang Quan's, and he should have a professional level of seven. Sure enough, when Xia wants to walk out of the classroom, he will be a little more satisfied. "Congratulations to brother Xia." Song Yan smiled. "Haha, it's just a small idea." Summer wants to pretend not to think it's okay to wave, who can see the pride between the eyebrows. Originally, song Yan thought that Xia wanted to leave, but he didn't expect that the other side would have to wait until he finished the sea election. At 11:43, the staff sang the number of song Yan. "Come on!" Xia Xiang waves his fist to song Yan. "Thank you." Song Yan walked into the classroom and saluted the three judges. "Please start playing." The male judge sitting in the middle said quietly. "Good." Song Yan calmly came to the piano and sat down. His hands fell on the black and white keys. Then, a string of sad notes flowed out of his fingers, and the eyes of the three judges suddenly brightened. With song Yan's performance, all three judges closed their eyes and immersed in the artistic conception he created. Qu then, the male judge sitting in the middle said with a face of admiration: "well played, I passed." "What's the name of this piece of music? Is it original?" The female judge sitting on the right followed closely. "The song is called blue and white porcelain, which is an original piece." Song Yan replied. "Very good. I'm looking forward to your next performance. I'll pass." "I played very well and composed the music very well. I have no reason not to pass." The male judge on the left smiled. "Thank you." Song Yan stood up to express his thanks, looked at the staff holding the camera with their eyes, and left the classroom. "Man, have you passed?" Just out of the classroom, Xia Xiang came up. "By a fluke." Song Yan smiled. So, song Yan and Xia want to go downstairs together. Unexpectedly, they come to the third floor and meet their eldest aunt and song Xue. Both of them look quite unexpected. Unexpectedly, they can meet song Yan here. author's aside: four changes! Four changes! Four changes! Look at the diligent members of mosquitoes. Don't forget to collect them. ...
