Touched by a ghost, I choose death

The art festival jointly organized by Bingdi and Lihaida arrived as scheduled.

The primary selection for the musical instrument competition was held in a small music classroom. There were four judges in total, one from Lihai University and one from Bingdi, and two from previous competitions from the two schools. player.

When Qiye walked into the classroom and bowed to the judges, he unexpectedly saw a familiar face and was stunned for a second.She breathed a sigh of relief, then turned and walked towards the piano as if nothing had happened.

Her selection for the preliminary competition was "Fantasia Impromptu", which Atobu complained about and played incorrectly. After intensive practice during this period, each note was deeply imprinted in her mind, and her fingers also subconsciously memorized it. After making a coherent movement and putting her hands on the black and white keyboard, she can guarantee not to play a wrong note even with her eyes closed.

Under the bright rhythm, the smooth performance made the four judges shine.For the players who sign up, the first thing to guarantee is proficiency.As for the emotional grasp of the music, most people are still imitating famous masters. It is not an easy task for amateur players to play their own interpretation.

Obviously, Qiye's performance, apart from the most basic proficiency, gave people a sense of imagery.The ethereal and transparent sound of the piano leads people into a dreamlike fairyland. There are huge mushroom houses and a large sea of ​​charming flowers. The whole person seems to be walking on the clouds... The ingenious combination of softness and firmness is amazing.

After the song ended, Qiye stood up from the bench and bowed deeply to the four judges again.

"May I take the liberty to ask, who is your teacher?" In the judging panel, the music teacher from Bingdi asked.

Everyone else present was stunned. There was no question-and-answer session in the preliminary round. The contestants only needed to perform, and the judges scored. This cycle continued, and finally the list of finalists was listed according to the scores.

Seeing the nameplate on the table read "Shintaro", Qiye felt a little uncomfortable, and then tried to get rid of all distracting thoughts in her heart, and looked seriously at the serious middle-aged man in front of her: "Master doesn't like letting I am really sorry that the student brought her up in front of others."

"Yeah, that was my abruptness," Shintaro nodded without expressing any dissatisfaction, "Your playing skills and style are very similar to a friend I know."

Qiye lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and did not speak again, just bowed solemnly to him, then turned and walked out of the classroom.

It's just that the back looks a bit flustered.

The list of finalists was posted on the school notice board the next day. When Qiye passed by on her way to school, she accidentally glanced at her and saw her name as expected.There is not much joy, because this is an inevitable result for her, and what she cares about is the final in a few days.

Not only because the final was held in the Lihai auditorium, but more importantly, he agreed to come to watch the game.Of course, the young master Keigo Atobe will also come to supervise her. This time, she represents the image of the ice emperor. If something happens, she will not only lose her face.

After two days of hard practice, she finally ushered in the final.

There are a total of ten contestants in the final piano group, and they are not inferior to each other in terms of skills. Some of them are even winners of the National Youth Art Competition.

On the way to the auditorium, Qiye met everyone in the tennis club. After seeing her, they were all taken aback.

"I'm looking forward to Asahi's performance, come on." The leader, Yukimura, narrowed his eyes and smiled warmly.

"Don't relax! Asahi-san." Sanada still had a serious tone as always, but his words were full of concern.

Others sent pre-match cheers and blessings one after another, which made Qiye feel warm.

"Thank you, I will not disappoint everyone's expectations." Qiye bowed slightly towards them, although her expression was light, she looked extremely confident.

"The sudden change in your low-key painting style at the same table caught people off guard, puff." Nioh Masaharu played with the pigtail, his seemingly casual words hit the nail on the head.

"This is probably called 'not arrogance, but self-confidence'." After speaking, she glanced at Yukimura aside.And this remark naturally aroused a burst of exclamation from everyone.

"Looking forward to your triumphant return." Yukimura didn't pay much attention to Nanaya's quoting his words, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After parting with everyone in the tennis club at the entrance of the auditorium, Qiye walked towards the backstage, but before he reached the backstage, he heard a familiar and magnetic male voice: "Sure enough, people rely on clothes, ah."

She turned her head and saw Keigo Atobe leaning against the wall.Seeing the way the other party looked her up and down, she breathed a sigh of relief and sincerely agreed with his words.

Today, she is wearing a little white dress. The golden collar adds a bit of preciousness to the simplicity, and the puff sleeves show a bit of innocence. The waist is of course showing a good figure, and she is wearing a pair of white high heels.In order to be able to step on the pedals well, she did not choose too high a heel.And the hair is a dish that just came out of the barber shop, with a silver-white headdress between the hair, which looks a bit more solemn.

It's a world of difference from the gloomy girl with long bangs before.When she finished cleaning, she stood in front of the mirror and couldn't believe her eyes.

But having said that, how bad is she usually, why do you always have surprised eyes when you meet each other?

After the four eyes met, Atobe Keigo slowly walked over.

"The person recommended by my uncle must be the most gorgeous," he snapped his fingers, especially loudly in the quiet corridor, "so take No.1 back to Hyodi, Asahi."

"What if I live up to your high expectations?" Qiye looked at Atobe curiously.

To be honest, she was a little flattered by his high evaluation.She didn't seem to have said anything to him yet.I really don't know where his self-confidence comes from.

"My uncle has never been wrong." Atobe stroked the tear mole in the corner of his eye, and smiled a little smugly, "Ask yourself, don't you also feel that you are determined to get it?"

He couldn't be wrong.The light hidden in the ordinary is like the confidence in his eyes on the court. It is because of his sufficient strength, so he will not have any doubts about the result.

He just didn't expect that one day he would be able to see such a look similar to him from Qiye's eyes.

Interesting isn't it?

"Then let me lend you a good word." Qiye nodded, with a small arc on the corner of her mouth, and then walked into the backstage.

In fact, when the competition started, seeing one player after another on stage, and hearing their excellent performances in the background, Qiye felt that it was herself who had the confidence.

She hadn't stood under the light for a long time, and she almost forgot the feeling of standing in the middle of the crowd.She didn't doubt her own strength, but she was afraid that she, who was used to hiding in the dark, would not be able to bear the light of the stage.

When she heard her name, she stepped on her high heels and walked slowly towards the center of the stage.Facing the densely packed audience, she breathed a sigh of relief and bowed deeply to them.

With a casual glance, it was easy to see everyone in the tennis club in the front row. At this time, many of them were waving at her and making cheering gestures, and they saw the Atobu that they had just seen in the VIP seat. After seeing her gaze, he nodded to her, his smile was full of affirmation.

Qiye clenched her fists, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly relaxed.

In this performance, she can only succeed without any mistakes.Because she represents the vision of Atobe, and also bet on the glory of the ice emperor.

Before turning around, she saw another familiar figure, Akashi Seijuro was sitting quietly in the front row, looking at her with his arms folded.There was not much expression on his face, but Qiye knew that he was seriously looking forward to her performance.

That's right, the reason why she must win, and to prove herself to him.

She turned and walked towards the piano. After adjusting the seat, she gently placed her hand on the blackboard keyboard.

For the final track, she referred to Atobe's advice and chose "Winter Wind", which he was optimistic about at the time.It is one of the most difficult and largest concert etudes among Chopin etudes.It requires the agility, flexibility and accuracy of the fingers, and the difficulty is definitely not low.

After the song started, the audience in the audience were shocked by the fast rhythm.

It seems that a gust of winter wind has blown all the dead leaves on the ground.There are only yellow leaves flying all over the sky, and the bleak winter scene.

Yukimura Seiichi looked seriously at the girl in the center of the stage who was playing the piece seriously, not without sighing in his heart.

Seemingly quiet, she would have chosen such a chilling style of music, but he knew that she was far from being as simple as she seemed.Under her calm and low-key, there is a fiery heart hidden.

Looking at the amazed expressions of his teammates, Yukimura couldn't help but think of what he said to her on the last day of the camp.He is not the only one who is difficult to open his heart?The girl on the stage was obviously more closed than him, and almost everyone around her must have been deceived by her.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure on the stage, Akashi Seijuro couldn't help frowning slightly.

In the past, she was not good at such a sharp style of music, on the contrary, she preferred gentle and melodious tunes, such as nocturnes or waltzes.However, in terms of technique and completion of the repertoire, it is still as perfect as before.

The first is none other than you, Qiye.

He chuckled, and he couldn't help but recall the scene when he performed with her on stage when he was a child.

At first, Qiye was not used to the needle-like gazes from the audience. Like the spotlight above her head, they were too hot for her, as if adding a little more temperature, her skin would be scalded the next second.

However, when she put her heart and soul into the track, she slowly put aside all distracting thoughts.

There seemed to be a black-haired girl in front of her eyes, her beautiful and delicate face, and that long-lost gentle smile made her stunned for a moment.She saw the other party chuckle, then slowly held her hand, and slowly led her to the center of the castle.

Suddenly the wind picked up, and the girl's figure gradually approached her, approaching...

Then, they merged into one.

It seems that I haven't felt so relaxed for a long time.

Use beautiful notes to build a castle of her own, and she will walk around in this gorgeous and empty place as she pleases.Those expectant, curious, or slightly malicious gazes from the outside world were all blocked by the solid castle, and some even became a help for the construction.Snow-white lights illuminate every corner of the castle, so bright that it seems that night will never come. (Please support the original version for the rest of the content)