The group pet is three and a half years old: don't delay my mother's exam to Tsinghua Univ

Chapter 688
"Gu Mingfei must have received advice from Ms. S." Jian Jun concluded.

Her heart was about to explode with surging jealousy.

There is a sky beyond the sky, and mountains beyond the mountains. Gu Mingfei can get the guidance of Ms. S. He is still younger than him, and his future is bound to be limitless.

Jian Jun sat down sullenly, with a flash of jealousy in his eyes.

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Tang Tang finished playing the piano.

Tang Tang stood up and bowed deeply to the audience.

Tang Tang left the star-studded stage, and the crowd of auditorium behind him suddenly burst into thunderous applause, which was deafening.The audience stood up. Applause is the best gift the audience can give to musicians.

The fat man sitting in the front row was slapped badly. The fat man knew nothing about music, but after listening to Gu Mingfei's music, the fat man suddenly felt that his 20-year-old constipation was almost gone.

The fat man stomped on the floor in regret: "It sounds good! Damn it sounds so good! If the boss doesn't come, I'll miss a hundred million!"

Even a layman like him is addicted to it, which shows how influential Gu Mingfei's music is.

The fat man put the phone into the bag.

Fortunately, he secretly recorded the video just now, and when the time comes, he will bring it back to Boss Fu Jingan to see, so that they can receive the influence of music together.

Soon it was the judges' turn to score.

The 10 industry-related judges gave extremely high scores one after another, and Hetu even gave it a [-].

Tang Tang is hanging!
In order to find a suitable musician for the film soundtrack, Hetu searched all over the world, and it turned out that the genius was by my side!
However, it was the turn of the college's 20 professional tutors to give points. To everyone's surprise, the scores were generally not high - 9 points, 9.1 points, 8.9 points. There was even a male tutor who directly gave 8 points.

In the end, Gu Mingfei's average score was displayed on the big screen: 9.3 points.

Far lower than Jian Jun's 9.87 points, not even as high as Jindou.

This abnormal behavior quickly aroused discussions in the audience:
"Strange, I obviously think Gu Mingfei's playing sounds better, why did I get such a point?"

"9.3 points, do these judges have ear problems?"

"I still have some common sense of music. This kind of arrangement ability is definitely a genius. The judges must be out of their minds."

There was a lot of discussion in the auditorium, and the dissatisfied protests became louder and louder.

Seeing the scores, Hetu couldn't help frowning, and asked Dean Hepburn in the front row: "The scores are only so low, and you mentors are too strict in giving scores. Are you deliberately targeting Tang—Gu Ming?" No?"

Dean Hepburn didn't change his face, and said calmly: "Director Hetu, we are all professional tutors. We judge from many aspects of composition and performance. Student Gu Mingfei is indeed a rare genius, but he is still young after all. , there are still many shortcomings.”

"Shortcomings? What shortcoming, I'll listen to you if you tell me." Hetu laughed angrily.

Dean Hepburn's attitude was indifferent: "Our tutors in the Conservatory of Music are all world-renowned musicians. It is reasonable to give such scores."

Dean Hepburn obviously didn't want to talk too much, and he didn't care about the rebuttals from the audience.He must maintain the face of the elite class, and he must not let the students of the ordinary class crush him.

Admitting that the students in the ordinary class are better is undoubtedly slapping all the instructors in the face!
Hetu was about to laugh angrily.

I have long heard that the tutors in the Conservatory of Music care about face, but seeing them today, the rumors are indeed true.

The protests in the auditorium became louder and louder, but the instructors in the front row turned a deaf ear and pretended not to hear, letting the host continue to control the field.

The game continued, and many spectators left angrily.

(End of this chapter)