I am a rich man

Most of the people at the gate have gone in, and there are still 10 minutes before the game, and An Xin has not yet appeared.

With 10 minutes left before the start of the game, An Xin arrived at the entrance of the hotel with a very unsightly expression.

Song Yuan's eyes fell on her right hand which was wrapped in gauze.

Seeing Song Yuan standing at the door obviously waiting for someone, An Xin's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

She hid her hands, calmed down all the unhappiness on her face, walked over and pulled a smirk, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I can't participate in the competition today. I... hurt my hand and my phone was robbed, so there's nothing I can do." Contacted you, you must have been waiting here for a long time, sorry..."

Song Yuan frowned and asked, "What happened to your hand?"

"The driver at home has something to do. I was going to take a taxi after finishing my hairstyle. I didn't expect to meet a robber just as I stopped a taxi. He wanted to grab my bag. Let go, he hit my hand with a brick, and before I realized it, he had already run away. Afterwards, I went to the hospital to treat the wound, and the doctor said that I would not be able to touch the piano for at least half a year. I wanted to keep competing, but I hands..."

An Xin lowered her head, and the more she spoke, the more angry she became. Even though she had done a lot of psychological preparation for herself on the way, now that she was telling her magical encounter just now, her voice was inevitably mixed with a little crying, "I can't move my hands at all."

The slightly curly long hair was extremely messy, and the pink dress she was wearing was also stained with blood. The well-dressed look was completely ruined. The embarrassed appearance made Song Yuan tighten his lips, "Has the wound been healed?"

"It's been dealt with." An Xin smiled wryly, took out her hand that was almost wrapped in a rice dumpling, tried her best to move her fingers, gritted her teeth and moved for a long time before her index finger trembled slightly.

Song Yuan whispered: "Have you seen the robber's face clearly?"

"No. Masked, come prepared, I have already called the police." An Xin shook her head, quickly pulled herself together, sniffed, "I still have many chances to participate in competitions, but I can't touch the piano for half a year , not for a lifetime. Come here, even if I can’t go on stage, it’s not bad to sit down and be an audience.”

Song Yuan asked again, "Did the robbers hold bricks from the beginning?"

"Yes, riding a motorcycle." An Xin didn't think too much about it: "If I hadn't been in a daze at that time and just handed him the bag, maybe my hand wouldn't have been hurt. Forget it, let's not talk, let's go in and watch the game. "

Song Yuan didn't say anything, and walked into the hotel with An Xin.

When they were about to reach the auditorium, they ran into Song Yao who was chatting with someone standing at the door.

Seeing the two, Song Yao smiled and said something to the people around him, and walked towards them after parting.

"An Xin, why did you come here? I've been waiting for you for a long time." He smiled kindly and gently.

"What are you waiting for me to do?" An Xin quickly hid her hands and said angrily.

Song Yao had already seen that she was injured, raised his eyebrows, and said in great surprise: "What's wrong with your hand? Is it injured? Doesn't that mean you can't participate in the competition? If that's the case, I can only reluctantly accept the trophy. "

"Why are you pretending?" Hearing what he said, An Xin almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and said in disgust, "You talk nonsense before the game even started, how do you look down on those who are competing with you?"

"I just have confidence in my own strength." Song Yao stared at An Xin condescendingly, with clear arrogance and contempt in his eyes, and he said slowly: "At first I thought I could compete with you to see who is stronger, but I didn't expect It's a pity that your hand is injured. There is no other way, I can only wait for the next time to compete with you. Of course, if there is a chance next time."

Then he leaned closer to An Xin, and continued in An Xin's ear with a very regretful tone: "Actually, I have wanted to tell you a long time ago, the only person who can get the trophy is me. An Xin, you don't even have any chance now. None. Well, that's pathetic."

Without waiting for An Xin to react, he turned around and left gracefully, ignoring Song Yuan the whole time, as if Song Yuan was a transparent person in his eyes.

An Xin punched his back a few times, but couldn't hold back, and cursed, "Damn, he doesn't look good, he looks like this, he doesn't respect people at all. He doesn't even say hello to you when you're here, what a shame!" Yes, I'm so mad, I wouldn't necessarily lose to him. I practiced the song "Twilight Rain" for three months, and I'm confident that I can beat him. I didn't expect to be so unlucky, but now..."

She laughed at herself, "It's really pitiful that I can't even get on the field now."

""Twilight Rain"?" Song Yuan tilted his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't be influenced by what he said."

Only then did An Xin realize how pale Song Yuan's face was under the light, and she stopped swearing and laughing at herself, and said worriedly: "Your face is so ugly, is it because you are not in good health? Otherwise, I'll go back with you to rest, and I won't watch the game." .”

"Okay, there's no need to go back," Song Yuan shook his head, "You just said you were going to play "Twilight Rain"?"

"Yes, I like this piece very much. I have prepared it for a long time, but I can't play it now." An Xin sighed, touched the gauze covering the wound, "Forget it, the most important thing for me now is to heal the wound. To be honest Yes, if I can move my hands, I will finish the competition even if I hold on, so I can frustrate Song Yao's spirit."

Song Yuan didn't speak, but frowned, his eyes darkened slightly.

He played this piano piece in the book world.At that time, he also participated in a piano competition, and his performance was "Twilight Rain", which won No.1.

There are so many coincidences that Song Yuan can't help but wonder whether the world he travels through the book is related to reality.

The staff at the registration office next to him got up and asked if anyone else had registered.

Song Yuan looked over there: "Can I still sign up now?"

An Xin followed his gaze, nodded, smiled and said: "Yes, this competition has always been able to register on the spot, and the registration deadline is 5 minutes before the competition. Let's go in, although I can't play the piano, just be a spectator It’s not bad. There are many capable players today, and it’s absolutely difficult for Song Yao to come first, so I’ll just go in and wait for him to leave the stage with a sad face.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Song Yuan beside her whisper, "It's okay, I'll play it for you."

An Xin was taken aback.

Song Yuan walked to the registration office, took a registration form, filled out his information, and handed it to the staff.

The piano piece played was "Twilight Rain".

An Xin's eyes widened, and she stammered: "You, you know how to play the piano?! Eh?!"

"meeting."

He wouldn't dare to be so sure if it was other songs that he has rarely come into contact with, but he has long been familiar with the song "Music Rain".

An Xin felt a little unspeakably excited when she heard the words, and pointed to the entrance, slurring her words excitedly, "Then let's enter the arena quickly! I will cheer for you in the auditorium! Come on! You are the best Song Yuan, you must be on stage!" Don't be nervous, let yourself be yourself!"

Song Yuan was silent for a moment, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he replied "OK" in a warm voice.

When the two entered the arena, the auditorium was almost full. An Xin sat down in the last empty seat, smiled at Song Yuan, signaled that he was fine, and told him to go to the waiting area quickly.

*

When Song Yuan walked into the waiting area, Song Yao was praising others.

"Anchi, I've seen you play the piano. You are very good. I feel pressured to compete with you."

"Really?" An Chi laughed, "I'm even ashamed of what you said, I'm not as good as you. Sigh, seeing you, I knew I was going to say goodbye to the champion this time."

"Don't say that, you are very powerful." Song Yao covered the disdain in his eyes and spoke softly. When he looked up, he suddenly saw Song Yuan coming in, frowned, and subconsciously said, "Why did the staff let the audience in?"

"Audience?" An Chi turned his head and saw Song Yuan. His first reaction was that he was a little too good-looking, and his second reaction was to remind him unhappily: "He came in over there. This is the waiting area for the competition. The audience area is outside. You go out." Bar."

Song Yuan didn't go out, but sat down on one side.

Seeing him sitting down, Song Yao thought of something, stood up suddenly, and couldn't control his tone, "Have you signed up for the competition?"

This Song Yuan wouldn't think that he could play some basketball, his tail would fly to the sky, and he dared to participate in the piano competition?

I'm afraid he has never even seen a piano in his life. Where did he get the face to sign up? !

"You know him?" Hearing Song Yao's sharp tone, An Chi was stunned, and so were the other contestants around him.

Song Yao came to his senses, sat back in his seat, shook his head, and showed a smile so gentle that he could pinch water, "I don't know him, I just saw him sitting there, and I was a little curious."

"I thought it was the audience. Over there, what song did you submit." An Chi said "Oh" and looked at Song Yuan. After knowing that he was also a contestant, his expression improved a bit.

""Twilight Rain"." Song Yuan lowered his eyes halfway, staring at his fingers, and replied quietly.

An Chi: ""Twilight Rain"? Wow, there are a lot of people who choose "Twilight Rain". You, me, Song Yao, and a few more."

really signed up.

Song Yao gritted his teeth secretly, cursing in his heart for a long time before he controlled his expression.

He didn't want to appear in the same competition as Song Yuan at all, and more importantly, Song Yuan didn't deserve to participate in this competition at all.

Song Yao took a deep breath, showed a slightly puzzled look, and said, "Could it be that you are here to replace An Xin? You can play? Do you know how difficult "Twilight Rain" is? I advise you to give up. An Xin's hand is injured, and you can play it too. You can't let someone who knows nothing come up to replace her."

"I know." Song Yuan still had no expression on his face. Under the light, his side face looked delicate and cold. Even if he didn't speak, he was extremely eye-catching.

Song Yuan's appearance made Song Yao panic for no reason.

Although he plays the same tune as An Xin, and is an opponent of An Xin, he has full confidence to win An Xin.

But now facing a Song Yuan who can't play the piano at all, he panicked inexplicably.

Song Yuan has been in the country for 18 years, and it is impossible for him to have the opportunity to play the piano.

Since he wants to lose face, let him lose it, and I can't help but bear the unhappiness in my heart.

Thinking of this, Song Yao hooked his lips and revealed a very bright smile, and the inexplicable panic before disappeared completely.

An Chi rubbed his nose and muttered, "Today's game was a bit exciting."

Among the more than 30 people who signed up, at least seven people chose "Twilight Rain". For the same piece, it's easy to feel who plays it well and who doesn't.

The order of appearance was disrupted, and the first one was Anchi.

He was not prepared at all, and was still secretly looking at Song Yuan. He was shocked when his name was called, and immediately packed his clothes and walked out.

Not long after, the sound of a piano sounded outside.

In just a dozen seconds, An Chi played three wrong notes, barely finished playing in the end, and hurried back after bowing.

"There are too many people, and I can't help being nervous." An Chi was fidgeting, his heart was up and down, and he didn't need to think about it to know that he would get a bad score. "Why am I the first one?" Ah, bad luck, I wasn't ready at all."

Song Yao didn't reply him, but kept staring at Song Yuan.

The boy sitting in the corner was still wearing K High's school uniform, sitting upright, staring straight ahead, not knowing what he was thinking, making it hard to fathom.

Song Yao suddenly said: "Song Yuan, I only told you for the sake of being in the same school. "Twilight Rain" is not something you can play, so you should cancel your registration now. Although it is said that No.1 can get a bonus, but You can’t pretend you don’t know it just for the bonus, it’s a very bad behavior to deceive and play with the audience.”

"What do you mean? He can't play the piano?" An Chi asked, "What do you sign up for if you can't play the piano? Perform clown dance on stage?"

Song Yao shook his head, hesitantly, and sighed after a long while, "As far as I know, his family was poor before, and he never had the chance to see the piano, let alone play the piano. Song Yuan, I am really thinking of you, so hurry up Retire from the game, and the audience will be angered at that time, it will not end well."

At first glance, such a gentle tone is really considerate of others.

Most of the people around were attracted by him, thinking that Song Yuan could not play the piano, and they just signed up for the bonus, which was somewhat contemptuous.

"Don't worry about him, he will feel better when he plays." An Chi clicked his tongue and said, "I haven't seen anyone who can't play the piano come to participate in the competition, and treat the competition as a joke? It's enough. "

"He may want to get the bonus too much, after all, there is 3 yuan."

"I look like it too."

"Okay, just wait and watch the show, anyway, it's not us who make a fool of ourselves."

"..."

Song Yuan raised his head.

He didn't know that there was still a bonus of [-] yuan.

Song Yao continued to speak earnestly, "Song Yuan, you still..."

"What are you afraid of?" Song Yuan interrupted him, staring at Song Yao with an expression on his face, his dark and bright eyes were unwavering.

Meeting his cold gaze, Song Yao's throat tightened, his expression stiffened, his whole body seemed to be wrapped in tape, and he couldn't utter a word.

he is afraid?What are you kidding?Would Song Yao be afraid of Song Yuan?

An Xin, as the most potential and powerful player besides him, he is not afraid. Will he be afraid of Song Yuan?The most ridiculous joke in the world is probably "Song Yao is afraid of Song Yuan".

The fire in his heart grew instantly, and Song Yao squeezed out a forced smile: "What nonsense are you talking about? How can I be afraid of you?"

Song Yuan said lightly: "Since you're not afraid, why do you keep letting me retire?"

"I'm just..." Song Yao frowned, his face full of grievances, he lowered his head, looking like he was afraid of being misunderstood by people seeing his expression, and said with a slight trembling of his shoulders: "I just kindly remind you, I'm afraid your first time I don't know the rules for a competition. Since you don't want me to say it, I won't say it. Why do you say that I am afraid that your words will be misunderstood by others."

"Who is he, who is kind enough to treat you like a donkey. Has he never experienced social beatings?" Seeing Song Yao like that, An Chi thought he was crying, and immediately went to comfort him.

"He took part without even seeing the piano. Where did he have the courage to sign up? Although there are no conditions for signing up, there are so many spectators here, and he is not afraid of making a fool of himself."

"What if he just wants to make a fool of himself? If he wants to act himself in front of others, he can't tell if he has a clown personality."

Song Yuan ignored the ridicule of the people around him, calmly listened to the music outside, and closed his eyes.

A few minutes later, he heard someone walking beside him stop.

Song Yuan didn't open his eyes, he knew it was Song Yao.

Seeing his calm and indifferent appearance, Song Yao, who was still a little nervous, contorted for a moment.

Why can he be so calm all the time?

Song Yao resumed his smiling appearance, approached Song Yuan, and said softly in a voice that only two people could hear: "Song Yuan, don't make unnecessary struggles. In fact, I have been forgetting to tell you, my parents love you very much. Me, they promised me before you came: just bring you back and just make up for you. In their hearts, I am their own son, and everything in the Song family belongs to me. Do you understand Song Yuan? So now Hurry up and withdraw from the competition, the parents of the province will see you on the field later, dislike you for shame, and have no face to see you again..."

"Next, Song Yuan, play the piano piece - "Twilight Rain"."

The deafening applause from the auditorium interrupted Song Yao's unfinished sentence.

Song Yuan opened his eyes, as if he didn't hear what Song Yao said to deliberately provoke him and want to provoke him, his brows were still indifferent.

He tilted his head slightly, stood up after moving away from Song Yao, unzipped the zipper of his school uniform, and walked outside in a steady pace.

The author has something to say: Big Fat Chapter is here!

The name of the piano piece made up, the piano competition, etc. are all based on the author's own imagination, _(:τ」∠)_ Just look at it casually, don't be too particular, okay~

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