Peach Fortune Ring

"Is it really that powerful?" Han Sha asked suspiciously, "But why do I think this song is not very good?"

"Hey, this song is really not good, but it is definitely the most powerful song in the world!" Huang Quan laughed, then praised Song Yan a few more words, and left the piano room. He was hit too badly by Song Yan Fortunately, he was still talking wildly in front of Song Yan to point him out. Based on the song just now, he may not be able to play it after 20 years of practice.

"Finally left!" Song Yan said with a smile.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Han Sha looked at Song Yan and said.

Song Yan nodded.

"By the way, why did Huang Quan get scared away after listening to you playing a piece? Are you really that good at playing that piece?" Han Sha asked puzzled.

So, Song Yan explained the power of this piece of music to Han Sha. After listening to it, Han Sha was also shocked: "You mean you can press fourteen keys at the same time?"

Song Yan nodded again, and said, "Mr. Han Sha, the piece just now was really not good. I'll play it for you."

While talking, Song Yan went back to the piano and sat down, and began to play "Blue and White Porcelain".

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Chapter 42 Passed by luck (four more)

A piece of "Blue and White Porcelain" conquered Han Sha, until Song Yan finished playing, she was still immersed in the Jiangnan water town and the poignant love story created by Song Yan.

After a long while, Han Sha came back to her senses, looked at Song Yan and said, "It turns out that you play the piano so well, and you hide it so deeply!"

"Who told me to be a low-key and connotative person?" Song Yan said with a stinky face.

"Are you low-key?" Han Sha sneered: "Who doesn't know your name in Shengye Middle School now, and bravely assisted the police in arresting the A-level wanted criminal, and kicked Teacher Yan to the junior high school. If one day I offend you, you Will you send me to teach primary school students?"

"Cough cough." Song Yan's face flushed for a while, and he didn't expect Teacher Han Sha to say such choking words.

Suddenly, a sly smile appeared on Han Sha's face, and Song Yan immediately realized that he was being teased by Han Sha.

For a moment, Song Yan's eyes became a little resentful.

Han Sha, who couldn't stand his eyes, said quickly: "Okay, I'm sure of your fake, but you must take home a champion, otherwise, just wait to clean the toilet."

"No, this is too cruel." Song Yan wailed.

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On the 15th, at nine o'clock in the morning, Song Yan appeared in the vocal music teaching building of the Xiangcheng Conservatory of Music, where the audition for the piano competition was arranged.

Downstairs of the vocal music, a red banner has been hung up. There are two tables under the banner, and there are four staff members from the competition party issuing number plates there.

Yesterday, Zheng Yun called him and communicated with him. About 800 people signed up for the piano competition. Therefore, ten classrooms were arranged for the audition. Each classroom has three judges. Three votes are awarded to directly participate in the preliminary round, and two votes are to be determined. .

At the staff, after Song Yan reported his name and ID number, he received a number plate 7-68.

"7" stands for classroom 7, and "68" is the sequence number.

海选从09:30开始，从工作人员那里问到7号教室在4楼后，宋砚就拿着号牌直奔4楼。

The door of classroom 7 was closed, obviously the judges hadn't arrived yet, but most of the contestants had already come outside the classroom and waited, together with their friends or family members who accompanied them, so the corridor seemed very crowded.

"Hey, what's your name buddy? Did you come alone without any friends?" A tall, thin and ugly young man with long hair greeted Song Yan.

"Yeah, come alone. My name is Song Yan. What do you call me?" As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling face, so Song Yan said politely.

"My name is Xia Xiang, a **musician, and this is my business card." While speaking, the other party handed over a rather delicate business card.

"Thank you." Song Yan reached out to take the business card: "However, I'm still a student, so I don't have a business card."

Xia Xiang is better at chatting, and he belongs to the outspoken kind. Song Yan didn't ask, and he took the initiative to talk about himself. According to him, he started practicing piano and playing guitar since high school. I joined the music club and formed a band with a few like-minded students who shared the same music dream.

It's a pity that after graduating from university, due to livelihood constraints, everyone went their separate ways, and the band disbanded.

Only he didn't give up his music dream. Now that the band disbanded, he simply played by himself, but he didn't get along very well.

He has also participated in many music talent shows in the past two years, and the best one entered the semi-finals, but because of his poor looks and poor singing skills, he has not been able to make it to the top. Fenghou, he signed up under the temptation.

Suddenly, Xia Xiang changed the subject and asked Song Yan: "Are you still in high school?"

"Yeah. Senior year." Song Yan nodded.

"Which school?" Xia Xiang continued to ask.

"Holy Night Middle School."

"Amazing, the best middle school in our state, you are an art candidate?"

"No, I'm a liberal arts student!"

The two of them chatted to pass the time, and finally, the staff came to open the door, and then the judges also came, two men and one woman.

09: 30.

The staff came out to announce the start of the audition, and asked everyone to keep quiet, then let 701 enter the classroom to play, and 702 got ready.

701 is a handsome young man who is about the same age as Song Yan. It is obvious that the other party is a little nervous.

There is no requirement for the repertoire in the audition, all you need to do is play one of the best pieces.

The sound insulation effect of the classroom is not very good. After entering 701 for a while, there is the sound of the piano coming from inside. The other party is playing the famous song "Little Raindrops". During this time, he has not stopped absorbing various music. Now, there are tens of thousands of songs in his mind.

Halfway through, Song Yan shook his head secretly, wondering if the other party was too nervous, and there were no less than five mistakes in the middle of playing.

Sure enough, when 701 walked out of the classroom, his face was downcast. Obviously, he failed.

"702, please come in and play." The staff sang loudly.

702 is an obese boy, he came out within 5 minutes after entering, with a bright face, everyone thought he passed, but Song Yan's hearing ability knew that he failed.

The audition was going on very quickly, and some of the poor performers were stopped by the judges before they finished playing the piece. So, at eleven o'clock, they were already ranked No. 56. However, less than three points passed the audition one.

"757, please come in and play."

"It's my turn, I'll go in first." Xia Xiang said to Song Yan confidently, and strode into the classroom with his head held high.

Soon, a sad piece of music came to Song Yan's ears from the classroom. Song Yan was a little surprised, because Xia Xiang's performance level was no less than Huang Quan's, and should be at the level of a professional level seven.

Sure enough, when Xia wanted to walk out of the classroom, his face was a little more smug.

"Congratulations, Brother Xia." Song Yan smiled.

"Haha, it's just a trivial matter." Xia Xiang waved his hand pretending to be disapproving, and everyone could see the pride in his eyebrows.

Originally, Song Yan thought that Xia Xiang would leave, but he didn't expect that the other party had to wait for him to participate in the audition before leaving.