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As if the guitar strings were suddenly disturbed, a string of notes was released gently.

Liu Zifeng frowned, the beginning was obviously jerky and the rhythm was wrong.

But he gradually sat up straight from his semi-paralysis, and listened intently to the stage.

The Alain Fitz Concerto, really? !

One of the top ten classical guitar repertoires, and one of the world's three major guitar concertos, it is extremely difficult to perform, not only requires fingering and superb skills, but also requires the player's rich emotional expression.

Listening intently, Liu Zifeng keenly recognized the flaw at the beginning.

A few strings of notes seemed uncoordinated and dry, but as he continued to listen, his face became more and more serious.

Huang Yi's face beside him was as exciting as his.

——God, if it was a little jerky at the beginning, where did the guitar sound that is getting more and more proficient and beautiful now come from? !

The most important thing is that even the slightly jerky playing at the beginning can be heard with strong emotions.

This piece has always been known for its blend of sweetness and sadness. Many people can play it skillfully, but they can't handle emotional expression well.

Liu Zifeng thought in a daze: among the guitar players in his studio, is there anyone who can reach this level?

No no, no!

The light and clean guitar sound gradually caught everyone.

Strings of intoxicating melodies flowed from the expensive speakers at the scene. Although there was no orchestra accompaniment, it still perfectly presented all the skills that a guitar solo should have. A touch of sadness flowed, condensed, and stirred.

"Fuck! Camera number two, hurry up and take a close-up of his fingers, don't just take pictures of his face!" The chief photographer scolded in a low voice, "It's not a good-looking audience, give me some professional shots!"

The cameraman on the second camera who was in charge of the close-up shots, Rumeng Fangxing, quickly moved the camera away from the young man's delicate and beautiful face, and quickly cut to his finger playing.

As soon as the picture of the slender and fair hands appeared on the big screen, there was a series of breathing sounds at the scene.

It's so pretty, isn't it?This is definitely a benefit of manual control!

There are thousands of good-looking hands, but there are not many pairs of hands that can pluck the strings gracefully and play beautifully!

Liu Zifeng in front sat with his back straight, staring intently at the fingering on the screen.

Huang Yi beside him opened her mouth in a daze, not even caring about her elegant image.

Qin Xiaofeng and Zheng Qingqing in the back row stretched their necks almost like giraffes, staring at the fast-moving and skillful playing on the big screen.

In the player waiting hall behind the stage, all the players were dumbfounded and there was no sound.

In the whole scene, there was no whispering, singing or dancing, only a quiet melody was left.

The beautiful young man on the screen has a calm profile, his fingers are dexterously strumming, and strings of sad notes are scattered like bird feathers.

... The song ended, and the close-up on the big screen was fixed on Cheng Yan's hand, but his originally stable fingers began to tremble slightly at this moment.

There was silence all around, as if the pause button had been pressed.

In the silence, Qin Xiaofeng suddenly reached out and wiped his face, which was wet.

"I feel uncomfortable listening to it, why, why are you still crying?" She murmured, and hurriedly wiped it off embarrassedly.

Beside her, Zheng Qingqing's eye circles were also red.

That's right, why, a woman like her wants to cry for no reason!

After an unknown amount of time, in the quiet scene, Liu Zifeng in the first row applauded first.

Immediately afterwards, Huang Yi closed her red lips that had been parted for a long time, and began to follow gracefully.

More and more applause soon joined in, forming a sea of ​​enthusiasm at the recording and broadcasting site!

"My God! Who the hell is this! It can't be that Chengyan, right?" Someone called out softly, "Ah, I like him so much!"

The boy next to him couldn't help turning his head and expressing his opinion: "I think it's the same person. I've watched his funny videos several times, although..."

He stuttered: "Although it looks very different, but the face, eyes, and figure are indeed him."

Qin Xiaofeng murmured: "Is this a big move intentionally put on by the show crew? To stage Metamorphosis?"

Zheng Qingqing suddenly realized: "It turns out that this is the case. I can't sing or dance, but I can play the super difficult classical guitar!"

She grabbed her little partner by her side: "The program crew must have intentionally created this reversal effect. It's so scheming!"

Qin Xiaofeng looked at the stage in a daze: "So what if you can't sing? So what if you can't dance? Whatever the reason, I've decided."

"what?"

"From today onwards, I will take care of Tong Tong and Cheng Yan!"

... On the stage, Cheng Yan heard the thunderous applause from the audience, finally stood up, and bowed deeply to the audience.

The slightly trembling hands finally stabilized, and the soreness in his eyes was suppressed. When he raised his head again, no one could see the crystal clearness in his eyes that was about to burst out in an instant.

After more than ten years, after the accident that ruined his life, although his severed finger was successfully reattached, his flexibility was not as good as before.

The beloved classical guitar can hardly be played anymore, but fortunately, he never gave up.

In every lonely and desperate night, no matter how broken the sound of the piano and no matter how stiff the fingers are, he still practiced persistently over and over again.

But the weak fingers still dragged him down.

No matter how much he practiced crazily, he could no longer play the feeling he wanted.

At this moment of sudden return to normal, the fingers of this body, like sandbags that have been loosened, become flexible and free, as if dancing on the strings of a guitar.

All the memories came rushing in, at this moment, everything seemed to be reborn from the ashes, and the old days came back again.

It was as if I had really stood on the stage many years ago.

……

The follow spot lights dimmed, Cheng Yan retreated to the side of the stage and disappeared behind.

The host came to his senses from a brief moment of stupefaction, and when he saw the angry gesture of the chief director in the audience, he felt a "thump" in his heart: Hey, I can't react on the spot today!With such an unexpected scene, the contestants should be caught and interviewed on stage!

He secretly regretted his unprofessionalism and hurried to remedy it.

"Let's first interview the judges in the audience!" He quickly asked Liu Zifeng, "As a record producer, what do you think of this contestant's performance?"

Liu Zifeng let out a long sigh of relief, finally regaining consciousness from the shock.

He looked serious: "It was probably nervous at the beginning, there were many flaws, and the tone was not accurate."

As soon as he changed his voice, his tone became enthusiastic: "But he quickly recovered his level later on, very good, very good! Skilled, he must have worked hard, and most importantly, he expresses emotions accurately. At this age, he can express emotions It fits in so well, the talent is extremely high!"

Huang Yi couldn't help but continued: "Yes, this is a very famous classical guitar concerto written by the composer Rodriguez 60 years ago. Summer Palace, very beautiful. Typical Spanish style, sweet and sad, the player performed really well."

The host repeatedly echoed: "Although I don't know much about classical guitar, I think I can feel it too."

After expressing a lot of feelings on the stage, he began to remind enthusiastically.

"The electronic voting device has opened the voting channel. Each person has three votes. Now please treat it with caution and vote for the top three in your mind. Each judge's vote counts as ten votes. The final top ten is today's vote. Winner!"

In the last row, Qin Xiaofeng and Zheng Qingqing looked at each other and suddenly hesitated.

Anyway, the final winners selected on this stage are all good at singing and dancing. If this little brother sings out of tune and dances badly, if he is only good at playing the guitar, it seems that he does not meet the requirements of this stage, right?

"What should we do? The program team has repeatedly told us to be fair and just."

Zheng Qingqing was cruel: "It doesn't matter, I am Yangou. I want to choose him! Besides, playing musical instruments is also a talent!"

Qin Xiaofeng nodded softly: "Well, I also want to see him come out in another episode, the first episode will be fine."

……

Cheng Yan hugged the guitar and walked to a musician waiting behind the stage.

"Thank you for your guitar, Teacher Wu."

He was the last one to perform. When he walked into the waiting hall, the teenagers in the door were all silent, watching him sit in the corner with complicated expressions.

Zhou Yunying looked even more surprised, walked up to him and sat down, hesitated again and again: "Xiao Cheng, you are still holding back your big move?"

Cheng Yan raised his head, smiled and said nothing.

Next to him, Yilun suddenly stretched out his head and put his arms around his shoulder: "I can't tell, awesome. I like it!"

He grinned straight at Cheng Yan, and even stretched out his thumb to compare with him.

A contestant named Pan Yu with brightly dyed blond hair, who sings hip-hop, also poked his head curiously: "You are so good! I have also learned a little bit of guitar before. It is easy to get started, but it is not easy to play it well. .You play really well."

"Yes, classical guitar is much harder to learn than folk guitar!"

They are all teenagers in their twenties. According to the registration requirements, the oldest one is no more than 20 years old. Although there is a competitive relationship between them, most of them are young at heart after all. I saw that Cheng Yan has no ability and has an unpleasant personality. Naturally, they don't like to associate with him.

But suddenly seeing the admirable side, the vast majority of people still showed friendliness.

In the middle of the big sofa, Tong Tong half-slanted body boredly, still wearing costumes, slapped his face buried in the snow-white fur collar, and glanced at Yilun who was hugging Chengyan with a pair of indifferent eyes.

"Ha ha."

This sound made people feel uncomfortable, Zhou Yunying frowned, and leaned into Cheng Yan's ear: "Don't pay attention to him, he and Yilun are not on the same page."

During the tense waiting, finally, the staff waved them to line up to get out. The electronic vote counting had ended, and it was time to announce that 20 into 10 had come!

On the bright stage, stand according to the rankings of the last off-site online voting. The C positions in the middle are Tong Tong and Ya Yilun, and Cheng Yan stands quietly at the edge of the last row.

The host took the envelope he had just received and started announcing the results. The young audience members held their breath one by one, fearing that their favorite contestant might not be among them.

"Today, we have a surprise for everyone. How about starting with the highest votes?" The host smiled slyly, "No.1: Ailun! 278 votes!"

At this time, there is almost no suspense about the top few, and the popular players will definitely be selected into the top ten, so there is no need to finally announce the top three.

On the contrary, which ones are eliminated, and which ones will stay at the bottom nervously, are the most interesting, so the program group is very scheming and chose to put the worst number of votes at the end.

This time, a small upset immediately exploded. The singing and dancing Ai Lun made a comeback for the first time, surpassing Tong Tong, who had always been in the lead? !

The author has something to say:

Although it is a cool article, we try to take care of logic as much as possible. After all, other popular players have fan bases. Yanyan will be the first one and will be torn apart!