heart [entertainment circle]

Gu Ming fully understands what it means to drive ducks to the shelves.

Originally, the pianist selected by Professor Martin was specially borrowed from a small number of music students, and his style of painting was completely different from that of the elite and academic school students who wore a pair of glasses.

You need to be good-looking, you need to be talented and talented, you can play the piano smoothly and naturally, and the trophies you have won can build a wall.

It's a pity that the talented man didn't pay attention when he went out this morning, and fell off the steps of the dormitory building.

In order to protect his precious wrist, the talented man gave a loud shout before landing and chose to raise his hands high.

As a result, my jaw suffered, and I finally ran to get three stitches with blood on my neck, and now I am wearing a very ugly cotton cloth and refuse to go out.

Gu Ming was persuaded to come by Martin's good talk.

After all, there are only three days left before the preliminary round. As the composer himself, Gu Ming is naturally the fastest to master the music.

Gu Ming had no choice but to go back to his alma mater to participate in rehearsals, and Zhou Yu went to Dr. Donald's for regular check-ups alone.

As Martin said, [-]% of the orchestra is scholastic students. This group was built to mobilize all the folks in the school, and anyone who can play or play twice will be called over.

So when Gu Ming finished listening to the ensemble for the first time, his only thought was that he was cold.

"How is it? It's really good!" After coming out, Martin said with a smile.

"That's right," Gu Ming said, "Have you changed the tune?"

"What change of tune?" Martin didn't understand.

"I was playing the Hogwarts school song." Gu Ming was merciless.

"Huh?" Martin wrinkled his nose, "Wouldn't it be impossible to reach the finals?"

Gu Ming's head was in a cold sweat. This was more than just a suspense. Although he didn't know what happened to the other participating teams, the bottom place was guaranteed.

"Then what should we do? If the grades are not good later..." Martin rubbed his hands, "I even invited a lot of people to watch."

Gu Ming looked like he was scrambling eggs in cold salad, watching Martin start to scratch his head in annoyance, he didn't know what he, the leader of the group, was doing these days.

"Do you invite someone to come and see? I'll arrange a better seat for you in advance." Martin suddenly changed the subject.

Gu Ming didn't say a word, he didn't have anyone to invite, the landlady's wife naturally wouldn't go all the way when she was old...

But Zhou Yu will definitely come.

"That's it, professor." Gu Ming finally said, "Rehearse for a while in the afternoon, can you borrow another music teacher?"

"Yes yes yes... what are you going to do?" Martin asked.

"In addition, can you show me the parts of other musical instruments that will be played later?" Gu Ming quickly made plans.

He is not an expert in this area, but at least he wants to try to bring the group back to the level in the remaining three days.

Gu Ming learned from his experience in picking up light, and did not take the initiative to play the leading role on the bright side.

Although everyone in the troupe kindly called him a senior, but Gu Ming was always considered a pianist who ran out halfway, and now that he wants to stand up and guide them to practice, I am afraid that some people will not be happy.

He rushed to the lunch break and selected a few suitable pieces, and handed them over to the music teacher Martin had found.

Martin cooperatively borrowed a classroom, and 26 members of the orchestra entered the classroom in turn, playing the music on the score according to the teacher's instructions.

The pieces range from simple to complex, and students need to do their best to reach whatever level they can.

Gu Ming was the first to go in. After playing the piano, he walked around to the back door of the classroom, moved a chair and sat down.

The composition of the piano orchestra is slightly different from that of the symphony orchestra. The piano is placed in the center of the stage as the core, and the other strings and wind instruments are arranged around the conductor in a fan shape.

Apart from Gu Ming, there is no other pianist in the orchestra.

The other 25 people took turns to play in the classroom, each of which lasted no more than 5 minutes. Gu Ming listened to each of them through the door, and then marked them on the paper one by one.

He was right, the reason why these people played the music in a mess was purely because the level was too uneven.

However, the person who wrote the score did not understand this situation, and the score is written to perfection, which is too difficult for some people.

After Gu Ming listened carefully to the last person, he went to find the teacher who wrote the scores as soon as he put away the pen and paper.

The other party was also kind. After knowing that he was composing the music, there was admiration in his eyes. He patiently listened to Gu Ming's opinion. The two of them spent an afternoon and a half night in a row, making appropriate revisions to the score and the piano score.

After Gu Ming went back to the dormitory arranged for him by the college, he specially rearranged the seating chart.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone got the new sheet music, Gu Ming just pretended not to know about it, and let the teacher in charge lead the new training.

A suitable score is one that can be heard on the first pass with practice.

Although there are fewer technical things, the whole sounds harmonious and integrated...at last it seems to be playing the same piece of music.

It is estimated that the music played is finally a little bit of listening enjoyment, everyone's enthusiasm for practice is very encouraged, so they worked overtime in the last two days, staying together except for sleeping.

Gu Ming felt that he was about to be blinded by mosquito coils. The group was full of young people in their [-]s and [-]s. Like Zhou Yu, they didn't need sleep, but he didn't.

Choosing a seat and facing the piano every day, now he sits in front of the mirror in the dressing room, and the sound of the band's practice is automatically played over and over again in his mind.

"Hey hey hey," Martin laughed out loud, "The dark circles under the eyes are instantly covered."

Gu Ming couldn't help yawning, the makeup artist squatted down to apply lip gloss to him, and he finally had time to look at his phone to find Zhou Yu.

You care about me: Where are you?

Mr. Zhou is hungry: traffic jam, we will be there soon.

Gu Ming has a black eye. It is indeed a long distance from the landlord's house to here. First take the train and then transfer to the subway, but no matter how you look at it, there will be no traffic jams.

You care about me: Are you playing games again?

You take care of me, uncle: You are a vegetable fish.

Mr. Zhou is hungry: No, I took the wrong line, now take a taxi.

You take care of me, uncle: Stupid.

He, who is myopic at [-] degrees, never took a wrong line. Gu Ming couldn't help but smiled, and replied "Then I'll wait for you" to Zhou Yu, and turned off the phone.

It's only been three days since we saw each other, and he started thinking about Zhou Yu.

Especially when this kind of rehearsal is busy rehearsing, and when the busyness is finally over and free, I think about it.

"Okay, let's see." The makeup artist let go of his hand, "This is handsome."

Martin nodded in satisfaction. Gu Ming wore invisibility this time and looked in the mirror.

She was wearing a well-tailored black and white dress, and her face was... Zhou Yu should see it right away.

Really handsome, although Gu Ming has always been self-aware of his face...

But I didn't expect it to be so handsome.

The dark circles under his eyes were indeed covered up, and his outline was clear, but the bright red on his lips made him look cold but sexy.

"This doesn't look like a pianist. You can send it directly for a photo shoot." The makeup artist at the next table was stunned.

However, Gu Ming's mind was not here, he was holding his mobile phone and waiting for Zhou Yu before going on stage.

For more than half an hour, until the whole orchestra was called to prepare to go on stage, Gu Ming didn't wait.

It won't be blocked on the road, will it?

Gu Ming felt a little anxious, sat down in front of the piano, and adjusted the height of the seat silently.

Before the curtain opened, the members behind them chatted without any tension until they heard the host announce the curtain.

The heavy curtains were drawn, and the overhead lights illuminated the stage at the same time.

Gu Ming couldn't help but look down. Except for the judges' seats, there were no different heads behind him.

He lowered his head and played the first note.

When he couldn't see at all, Zhou Yu hurried in through the side door and looked at him.

The author has something to say: There should be two updates, to make up for yesterday's QAQ