Please, come home and practice the piano
Chapter 418 119. Haydn with a picture, go and enjoy!Xiaobei
Chapter 418 119. Haydn with a picture, go and enjoy!Xiaobei
Hearing the three words Zhang Yahui, Lin Youyou felt a little familiar.
Oh, it's this kid.
Seeing the little girl in a long blue dress appear, Lin Youyou remembered.
"Wow—"
She followed suit.
It's this little girl.
Last year, in the first round of the offline competition of the children's professional group in the Xinghai Cup Rongcheng Division, this little girl also played the first movement of Mozart k545, and her fingers were nimble, which left a deep impression on her.
It's a pity that the child suddenly forgot the score in the middle of playing, and didn't connect it again after a few seconds, so there was no way. According to the usual practice, the performance was forced to end due to forgetting the score, and basically it was not allowed.
She felt very sorry at the time.
I didn't expect to see this little girl on the stage in this way today.
This time it was Haydn, Lin Youyou nodded, and encouraged Zhang Yahui in her heart, come on.
Due to the distance from the stage, the audience in the back row couldn't see the expression on Zhang Yahui's face clearly.
But everyone in the judges' seat could see clearly that Zhang Yahui's smile seemed to be forced out for the stage.
Then he bowed like an apology, with his hands hanging by his legs, and his body bent down very hard.
A nearly ninety-degree bow.
Li An couldn't remember whether Zhang Yahui bowed in the same way yesterday. This bow reminded him of a late piano master.
The old man bowed like this on the stage.
But it was too much for a child to bow like this. He didn't know whether it was the request of the child's teacher or the child's father, so he subconsciously glanced down at the child's instructor.
Zhang Dong.
Also surnamed Zhang.
Well, is it possible that the child's teacher is the child's father?
Hope not.
Li An put away his thoughts, and his eyes returned to the stage after Zhang Yahui took his seat.
After the applause fell, Zhang Yahui adjusted the height of the piano bench, straightened her upper body and exhaled lightly, stretching out her right hand.
"Dang-dang, dang!"
As soon as the key is sucked down, the second and fifth fingers of the right hand successively play the pure fourth tone of the weaker measure, and then the second finger of the right hand returns to the D note again, while the second and fourth fingers of the left hand firmly give the interval to establish the center of gravity of the rhythm.
A very standardized beginning, and someone in the audience has already given an evaluation in their hearts.
With only one opening sentence, from the compactness of falling fingers to the division of sentences, it has surpassed most of the previous contestants.
Lao Tang is very objective and unbiased. He also gave a similar evaluation when Liu Fengrui played the opening just now, and it has nothing to do with whose students.
Being able to play a canonical sonata opening is not an easy thing in itself.
Breathing, timing of finger drop, sound effect played, and accurate rhythm, all these nouns have tricks behind them, and it is not a completion by playing a few notes.
Take Zhang Yahui’s performance of the left-hand interval just now as an example. Two fingers press the key at the same time. It sounds a simple performance action, but many children cannot complete it with high quality in actual performance. Most of them are unable to play two notes at the same time. to fullness.
If you want to be full, there are basic skills and performance awareness hidden behind it.
The child is good, his fingers are very solid, the audience must be a child who is willing to practice, and his musical sense can be regarded as outstanding.
It's just the child's teacher, Lao Tang doesn't comment much.
After listening to the whole topic, he only said that the child's teacher may not have had in-depth contact with Haydn's works. To put it bluntly, the child's teacher's handling of Haydn's works in this period is more like a layman.
Although he doesn't have much teaching experience, he doesn't let his students use so many arms when playing Haydn's works.
On the other hand, Zhang Yahui's performance sounded good at first, but the sound became heavier as it went on, and the transition between strength and weakness was too sudden. The originally cheerful Haydn melody faintly approached Beethoven's late period.
He doesn't think it's a child's own processing. Without the teacher's guidance in teaching, the child will never handle it in such an adult way, and has a serious tendency to deviate from the period.
On the stage, Zhang Yahui was halfway through playing, enduring the soreness from her shoulders, she reminded herself not to forget the score, and at the same time reminded herself to play the next sentence harder.
Seeing that the two slender eyebrows have been twisted together with the rising and falling hands.
Ang Lee couldn't see the child's expression clearly from this angle. He only felt that Zhang Yahui's Haydn was lifeless tonight. This was also reflected in yesterday's Bach, but since yesterday's work was in a minor key, it was not obvious.
Playing a work in Haydn major that should have been bright like this, Ang Lee felt that the child must not be happy at the moment.
It was too much, he sighed.
It's like asking a ten-year-old girl to wear grown-up clothes and heavy eye makeup.
No matter how much it has aesthetic value, it also reveals a deformity.
What's more, Zhang Yahui's handling is obviously fabricated with no claim, and there are actually not many factors that affect the performance of Haydn's music.
For ordinary piano boys at this age, it is not bad to be able to play the grace notes and staccatos in Haydn's works well, and to ensure a certain speed without disturbing the rhythm.
To put it bluntly, judging by the style of the work, Zhang Yahui's ornamentation in this work is a mess.
She only needs to slide down the decorated notes with her fingertips, and she will give special emphasis to all of them, such as the Do with tremolo mark in the seventh measure, which makes people feel that all the strength in the body is used to fly on the two keys.
Does it sound good?The answer is not unique.
Li An didn't think it sounded good.
But looking at it from another angle, the completion of the characters is very high, and the rhythm fits perfectly.
So what?
From Ang Lee's point of view, even if someone thinks it sounds good, he still has to put a wrong number on the child's pretended aphonia performance. A simple thing also requires talent support.
But no matter how much it has aesthetic value, there is still a sense of deformity.
There is no standard answer for classical music, but there are rules.
If someone wants to break the rules, he himself finds it ridiculous. Things that have been passed down for more than 200 years, it’s not that no one is innovating during the period. Hey, yes, yes, you can break the rules, but you must first understand the rules.
But now it's obvious.
Hey.
"Wow—"
The applause sounded softly as Zhang Yahui got up,
Li An put down his pen and sighed, and then clapped his hands. He was not disappointed with Zhang Yahui's performance tonight, nor did he regret saving this child.
Zhang Yahui's performance belongs to the excellent category among the players who have completed the competition.
This shows that this child is worthy of appearing in the finals, and today's performance is very smooth, and he has not forgotten the score again.
very good.
Just a pity.
"Mr. Li's eyes are still vicious," Old Man Xia sighed with emotion, his voice was not low, which attracted the eyes of many judges.
This remark, inside and out, somewhat slapped Wu Bin and the others in the face. Indeed, if Li An hadn't made the move, there would be no place for Zhang Yahui tonight.
Facts have also proved that Ang Lee is indeed more accurate than them.
Wu Bin wanted to answer the question, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.
It never occurred to him that Li An's final solution was to change the ranking between his own student and Zhang Yahui, and then use their Guangyuan child to replace Zhang Yahui's original position.
He called Li An as soon as he learned of the list last night, Li An smiled and said it was all right, and told him not to worry about it.
But can he not take it to heart? If he had known this earlier, he would never let Ang Li's students go out of business. He can still understand this point.
Now that the matter has come to this point, he can only ask Li An to come out and sit down afterwards. Don't really form any conflicts because of this matter. Li An seems to be gentle on the surface, but he is not like that in his heart.
Liu Zhi is a good example.
"No.14 contestant, Group C No. 014, Lin Zicheng, repertoire, Chopin's Etude in E major, Op. [-], No. [-]."
Tsk tsk, parting is also coming up, Li An glanced at the score sheet again, looked at the repertoires of the players who appeared later, and there was also the one playing Revolution.
There is nothing wrong with primary school students playing the revolution. If you dare to teach, you really dare to teach, and you really dare to repay.
Li An suddenly felt a little tired, just like the performances of some previous players, he didn't know how to score.
His eyes returned to Zhang Yahui's name again. Regardless of whether Zhang Dong was Zhang Yahui's father or not, he felt that this child was a pity.
"Wow—"
Hidden under the applause, Li An rubbed the center of his brows. He felt that there was something wrong with him at the moment. After being a judge for two days, his whole body became moaning, and he had to regain his composure. Look at these issues.
No no no.
The teacher only has such a teaching idea, what's wrong with you?
Can't other people's children just learn to play the piano?
Are their parents teachers and have a relationship with you, and you are so sure that they are wrong?
Who are you?
Is there something you should think about?
He also took Zhang Yahui's father as a piano teacher as a target. Yes, a father shouldn't blame the child so much, but do you think that while he doesn't understand the rules of classical music, you also recognize the rules of reality?
Feeling up for a while, Li An looked at the stage and grinned.
Looking back now, I think about how stupid I was last night. How did I think that I actually took my students out of the list.
The result is not listening to these entries without beginning and end.
Although he had already foreseen this scene.
Should you, a little teacher who doesn't even have a room, worry about the competition environment?
call-
As a human being, you really shouldn't take yourself too seriously, it's easy to get fooled.
Clear your position and do what you have to do well.
√.
After asking a series of questions, Li An summed it up in his mind, and he immediately felt much more relaxed.
Sweeping away the unhappiness, he cheered up again.
The next one will be our Xiaobei.
There are basically no surprises. This should be Xiaobei's last stage performance before graduating from elementary school.
-
3 minute later.
Wang Xiaohu in the back row suddenly said that he wanted to get a tuba, Xu Li had no choice but to take out a tissue from her bag and whispered, "Go and come back quickly."
Wang Xiaohu gritted his teeth and turned his face away, "Grandpa, let me go over."
Hearing the child whine and chatter for most of the time, Wei Sanwan already knew that this was Li An's student, so he couldn't help but feel a little more affection in his heart. Seeing the child going to the bathroom, thinking about the night, he said "be careful" .
I saw Wang Xiaohu hurriedly urging, "Grandpa, I can't hold it in anymore!"
Wei Sanwan hurriedly moved his legs sideways, and Wang Xiaohu bent down and ran away.
Xu Li: "The child is ignorant, don't be offended."
Wei Sanwan: "Very cute."
After a pause, "How long has he been studying with Li An?"
Xu Li was taken aback for a moment, but she still replied politely, "One year."
Wei Sanwan nodded, "Very good, let the child and Li An study hard."
Xu Li was even more astonished. She took a closer look, and the more she looked, the more she felt that Mao Yanxia's facial features were familiar. She suddenly thought of this long face. Isn't this Teacher Li An, Professor Wei, the director of the Piano Department of Rongcheng Conservatory of Music.
"Hello, hello, I'm so sorry, I didn't recognize you at first," Xu Li didn't expect that the old man who sat next to their mother and son for most of the night turned out to be this important person.
Wei Sanwan smiled and waved his hands, and whispered to Xu Li to watch the game, "Do you recognize him, he is an old man."
Xu Li was thinking about what else she should say, but she didn't notice for a moment that Wang Xiaohu circled around and did not leave the concert hall, but slipped into the direction of the backstage through the side door while the staff were not paying attention.
Immediately afterwards, Marco said that he also wanted to go to the toilet.
-
At the moment, Xiao Bei is standing at the backstage entrance accompanied by his mother and Xiao Liu.
"One?" Xiao Liu acted like a magician, and one or two chocolate balls wrapped in candy paper appeared in his hand.
"Thank you," Xiaobei took one and put it in the pocket of the dress skirt.
Xiao Liu: "Eat it, you won't be shocked."
Xiaobei smiled: "I'm not nervous."
Xiao Liu laughed: "Then I'll take one."
Xiao Liu really had to suppress his surprise. Just now, in order to spy on Xiaobei's frontline information, he came out when Zhang Yahui came.
Damn, he was frightened when he came to the backstage door.
At that time, he saw Zhang Yahui's father looking at the stage while weeping.
Combined with the scene in the lounge, Zhang Yahui yelled that I want to be a pianist. The scene in front of him reminded him of some scenes in anime. He naturally put the word "abnormal" on Zhang Yahui's father.
Especially when Zhang Yahui returned to the backstage from the stage, Zhang Yahui's father stepped forward and hugged Zhang Yahui while continuing to cry and murmur. It was perfect. This scene almost scared him to pee.
Looking back now, Xiao Liu is a bit hairy.
Fortunately, Xiaobei didn't see this scene.
"Wow—"
At this moment, the applause at the scene started from sparse.
Contestant No. 014 in Group C who played the farewell finally climbed down the farewell etude.
The background suddenly became chaotic.
A staff member came over to confirm Xiaobei's entry card.
After the verification was completed, Old Dong also came over to say hello.
"Come on kids."
Xiaobei took a deep breath, she was about to play.
Taking off his coat, Xiaobei handed it to his mother.
"Come on." Xiaobei's mother also encouraged Xiaobei, "Dad will videotape you below, don't be nervous for a while."
Xiao Bei chuckled, "Don't worry,"
At this time, Xiao Liu also came up and stretched out his fist, "Come on!"
Xiaobei has heard many versions. About the backstage story of the concert she missed last summer, fist bumping is the spirit of their No. [-] piano classroom.
She was about to stretch out her fist when suddenly a familiar voice came.
"Come on Xiaobei!"
Out of nowhere, Wang Xiaohu rushed over with his fists outstretched.
Behind him was the terrified and sneaky Marco.
"No.15 contestant, No. 033 in Group A, Yu Xiaobei, playing piece, Gullit's Fantasia."
-
In the judges' seat, Li An quietly waited for Xiaobei's appearance.
There are basically no surprises. This should be Xiaobei's last stage performance before graduating from elementary school.
Not long after hanging up Che Yaoguang's phone in the afternoon, Xiaobei's mother also called him.
On the phone, Xiaobei's mother was very sorry, because the time of Xiaobei's entrance exam had changed, so they temporarily decided to cancel Xiaobei's plan to participate in the Rongcheng Cup.
Xiaobei's mother made it clear that this was the result of serious discussions with her child.
That being the case, Ang Lee certainly supports the child's idea.
Then Xiaobei, enjoy the next moment of stage time.
The next moment, Xiao Bei, dressed in a white dress and long dress, walked out of the backstage lightly, with a sweet smile on his lips.
This time, Li An was the first to applaud.
(End of this chapter)
Hearing the three words Zhang Yahui, Lin Youyou felt a little familiar.
Oh, it's this kid.
Seeing the little girl in a long blue dress appear, Lin Youyou remembered.
"Wow—"
She followed suit.
It's this little girl.
Last year, in the first round of the offline competition of the children's professional group in the Xinghai Cup Rongcheng Division, this little girl also played the first movement of Mozart k545, and her fingers were nimble, which left a deep impression on her.
It's a pity that the child suddenly forgot the score in the middle of playing, and didn't connect it again after a few seconds, so there was no way. According to the usual practice, the performance was forced to end due to forgetting the score, and basically it was not allowed.
She felt very sorry at the time.
I didn't expect to see this little girl on the stage in this way today.
This time it was Haydn, Lin Youyou nodded, and encouraged Zhang Yahui in her heart, come on.
Due to the distance from the stage, the audience in the back row couldn't see the expression on Zhang Yahui's face clearly.
But everyone in the judges' seat could see clearly that Zhang Yahui's smile seemed to be forced out for the stage.
Then he bowed like an apology, with his hands hanging by his legs, and his body bent down very hard.
A nearly ninety-degree bow.
Li An couldn't remember whether Zhang Yahui bowed in the same way yesterday. This bow reminded him of a late piano master.
The old man bowed like this on the stage.
But it was too much for a child to bow like this. He didn't know whether it was the request of the child's teacher or the child's father, so he subconsciously glanced down at the child's instructor.
Zhang Dong.
Also surnamed Zhang.
Well, is it possible that the child's teacher is the child's father?
Hope not.
Li An put away his thoughts, and his eyes returned to the stage after Zhang Yahui took his seat.
After the applause fell, Zhang Yahui adjusted the height of the piano bench, straightened her upper body and exhaled lightly, stretching out her right hand.
"Dang-dang, dang!"
As soon as the key is sucked down, the second and fifth fingers of the right hand successively play the pure fourth tone of the weaker measure, and then the second finger of the right hand returns to the D note again, while the second and fourth fingers of the left hand firmly give the interval to establish the center of gravity of the rhythm.
A very standardized beginning, and someone in the audience has already given an evaluation in their hearts.
With only one opening sentence, from the compactness of falling fingers to the division of sentences, it has surpassed most of the previous contestants.
Lao Tang is very objective and unbiased. He also gave a similar evaluation when Liu Fengrui played the opening just now, and it has nothing to do with whose students.
Being able to play a canonical sonata opening is not an easy thing in itself.
Breathing, timing of finger drop, sound effect played, and accurate rhythm, all these nouns have tricks behind them, and it is not a completion by playing a few notes.
Take Zhang Yahui’s performance of the left-hand interval just now as an example. Two fingers press the key at the same time. It sounds a simple performance action, but many children cannot complete it with high quality in actual performance. Most of them are unable to play two notes at the same time. to fullness.
If you want to be full, there are basic skills and performance awareness hidden behind it.
The child is good, his fingers are very solid, the audience must be a child who is willing to practice, and his musical sense can be regarded as outstanding.
It's just the child's teacher, Lao Tang doesn't comment much.
After listening to the whole topic, he only said that the child's teacher may not have had in-depth contact with Haydn's works. To put it bluntly, the child's teacher's handling of Haydn's works in this period is more like a layman.
Although he doesn't have much teaching experience, he doesn't let his students use so many arms when playing Haydn's works.
On the other hand, Zhang Yahui's performance sounded good at first, but the sound became heavier as it went on, and the transition between strength and weakness was too sudden. The originally cheerful Haydn melody faintly approached Beethoven's late period.
He doesn't think it's a child's own processing. Without the teacher's guidance in teaching, the child will never handle it in such an adult way, and has a serious tendency to deviate from the period.
On the stage, Zhang Yahui was halfway through playing, enduring the soreness from her shoulders, she reminded herself not to forget the score, and at the same time reminded herself to play the next sentence harder.
Seeing that the two slender eyebrows have been twisted together with the rising and falling hands.
Ang Lee couldn't see the child's expression clearly from this angle. He only felt that Zhang Yahui's Haydn was lifeless tonight. This was also reflected in yesterday's Bach, but since yesterday's work was in a minor key, it was not obvious.
Playing a work in Haydn major that should have been bright like this, Ang Lee felt that the child must not be happy at the moment.
It was too much, he sighed.
It's like asking a ten-year-old girl to wear grown-up clothes and heavy eye makeup.
No matter how much it has aesthetic value, it also reveals a deformity.
What's more, Zhang Yahui's handling is obviously fabricated with no claim, and there are actually not many factors that affect the performance of Haydn's music.
For ordinary piano boys at this age, it is not bad to be able to play the grace notes and staccatos in Haydn's works well, and to ensure a certain speed without disturbing the rhythm.
To put it bluntly, judging by the style of the work, Zhang Yahui's ornamentation in this work is a mess.
She only needs to slide down the decorated notes with her fingertips, and she will give special emphasis to all of them, such as the Do with tremolo mark in the seventh measure, which makes people feel that all the strength in the body is used to fly on the two keys.
Does it sound good?The answer is not unique.
Li An didn't think it sounded good.
But looking at it from another angle, the completion of the characters is very high, and the rhythm fits perfectly.
So what?
From Ang Lee's point of view, even if someone thinks it sounds good, he still has to put a wrong number on the child's pretended aphonia performance. A simple thing also requires talent support.
But no matter how much it has aesthetic value, there is still a sense of deformity.
There is no standard answer for classical music, but there are rules.
If someone wants to break the rules, he himself finds it ridiculous. Things that have been passed down for more than 200 years, it’s not that no one is innovating during the period. Hey, yes, yes, you can break the rules, but you must first understand the rules.
But now it's obvious.
Hey.
"Wow—"
The applause sounded softly as Zhang Yahui got up,
Li An put down his pen and sighed, and then clapped his hands. He was not disappointed with Zhang Yahui's performance tonight, nor did he regret saving this child.
Zhang Yahui's performance belongs to the excellent category among the players who have completed the competition.
This shows that this child is worthy of appearing in the finals, and today's performance is very smooth, and he has not forgotten the score again.
very good.
Just a pity.
"Mr. Li's eyes are still vicious," Old Man Xia sighed with emotion, his voice was not low, which attracted the eyes of many judges.
This remark, inside and out, somewhat slapped Wu Bin and the others in the face. Indeed, if Li An hadn't made the move, there would be no place for Zhang Yahui tonight.
Facts have also proved that Ang Lee is indeed more accurate than them.
Wu Bin wanted to answer the question, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.
It never occurred to him that Li An's final solution was to change the ranking between his own student and Zhang Yahui, and then use their Guangyuan child to replace Zhang Yahui's original position.
He called Li An as soon as he learned of the list last night, Li An smiled and said it was all right, and told him not to worry about it.
But can he not take it to heart? If he had known this earlier, he would never let Ang Li's students go out of business. He can still understand this point.
Now that the matter has come to this point, he can only ask Li An to come out and sit down afterwards. Don't really form any conflicts because of this matter. Li An seems to be gentle on the surface, but he is not like that in his heart.
Liu Zhi is a good example.
"No.14 contestant, Group C No. 014, Lin Zicheng, repertoire, Chopin's Etude in E major, Op. [-], No. [-]."
Tsk tsk, parting is also coming up, Li An glanced at the score sheet again, looked at the repertoires of the players who appeared later, and there was also the one playing Revolution.
There is nothing wrong with primary school students playing the revolution. If you dare to teach, you really dare to teach, and you really dare to repay.
Li An suddenly felt a little tired, just like the performances of some previous players, he didn't know how to score.
His eyes returned to Zhang Yahui's name again. Regardless of whether Zhang Dong was Zhang Yahui's father or not, he felt that this child was a pity.
"Wow—"
Hidden under the applause, Li An rubbed the center of his brows. He felt that there was something wrong with him at the moment. After being a judge for two days, his whole body became moaning, and he had to regain his composure. Look at these issues.
No no no.
The teacher only has such a teaching idea, what's wrong with you?
Can't other people's children just learn to play the piano?
Are their parents teachers and have a relationship with you, and you are so sure that they are wrong?
Who are you?
Is there something you should think about?
He also took Zhang Yahui's father as a piano teacher as a target. Yes, a father shouldn't blame the child so much, but do you think that while he doesn't understand the rules of classical music, you also recognize the rules of reality?
Feeling up for a while, Li An looked at the stage and grinned.
Looking back now, I think about how stupid I was last night. How did I think that I actually took my students out of the list.
The result is not listening to these entries without beginning and end.
Although he had already foreseen this scene.
Should you, a little teacher who doesn't even have a room, worry about the competition environment?
call-
As a human being, you really shouldn't take yourself too seriously, it's easy to get fooled.
Clear your position and do what you have to do well.
√.
After asking a series of questions, Li An summed it up in his mind, and he immediately felt much more relaxed.
Sweeping away the unhappiness, he cheered up again.
The next one will be our Xiaobei.
There are basically no surprises. This should be Xiaobei's last stage performance before graduating from elementary school.
-
3 minute later.
Wang Xiaohu in the back row suddenly said that he wanted to get a tuba, Xu Li had no choice but to take out a tissue from her bag and whispered, "Go and come back quickly."
Wang Xiaohu gritted his teeth and turned his face away, "Grandpa, let me go over."
Hearing the child whine and chatter for most of the time, Wei Sanwan already knew that this was Li An's student, so he couldn't help but feel a little more affection in his heart. Seeing the child going to the bathroom, thinking about the night, he said "be careful" .
I saw Wang Xiaohu hurriedly urging, "Grandpa, I can't hold it in anymore!"
Wei Sanwan hurriedly moved his legs sideways, and Wang Xiaohu bent down and ran away.
Xu Li: "The child is ignorant, don't be offended."
Wei Sanwan: "Very cute."
After a pause, "How long has he been studying with Li An?"
Xu Li was taken aback for a moment, but she still replied politely, "One year."
Wei Sanwan nodded, "Very good, let the child and Li An study hard."
Xu Li was even more astonished. She took a closer look, and the more she looked, the more she felt that Mao Yanxia's facial features were familiar. She suddenly thought of this long face. Isn't this Teacher Li An, Professor Wei, the director of the Piano Department of Rongcheng Conservatory of Music.
"Hello, hello, I'm so sorry, I didn't recognize you at first," Xu Li didn't expect that the old man who sat next to their mother and son for most of the night turned out to be this important person.
Wei Sanwan smiled and waved his hands, and whispered to Xu Li to watch the game, "Do you recognize him, he is an old man."
Xu Li was thinking about what else she should say, but she didn't notice for a moment that Wang Xiaohu circled around and did not leave the concert hall, but slipped into the direction of the backstage through the side door while the staff were not paying attention.
Immediately afterwards, Marco said that he also wanted to go to the toilet.
-
At the moment, Xiao Bei is standing at the backstage entrance accompanied by his mother and Xiao Liu.
"One?" Xiao Liu acted like a magician, and one or two chocolate balls wrapped in candy paper appeared in his hand.
"Thank you," Xiaobei took one and put it in the pocket of the dress skirt.
Xiao Liu: "Eat it, you won't be shocked."
Xiaobei smiled: "I'm not nervous."
Xiao Liu laughed: "Then I'll take one."
Xiao Liu really had to suppress his surprise. Just now, in order to spy on Xiaobei's frontline information, he came out when Zhang Yahui came.
Damn, he was frightened when he came to the backstage door.
At that time, he saw Zhang Yahui's father looking at the stage while weeping.
Combined with the scene in the lounge, Zhang Yahui yelled that I want to be a pianist. The scene in front of him reminded him of some scenes in anime. He naturally put the word "abnormal" on Zhang Yahui's father.
Especially when Zhang Yahui returned to the backstage from the stage, Zhang Yahui's father stepped forward and hugged Zhang Yahui while continuing to cry and murmur. It was perfect. This scene almost scared him to pee.
Looking back now, Xiao Liu is a bit hairy.
Fortunately, Xiaobei didn't see this scene.
"Wow—"
At this moment, the applause at the scene started from sparse.
Contestant No. 014 in Group C who played the farewell finally climbed down the farewell etude.
The background suddenly became chaotic.
A staff member came over to confirm Xiaobei's entry card.
After the verification was completed, Old Dong also came over to say hello.
"Come on kids."
Xiaobei took a deep breath, she was about to play.
Taking off his coat, Xiaobei handed it to his mother.
"Come on." Xiaobei's mother also encouraged Xiaobei, "Dad will videotape you below, don't be nervous for a while."
Xiao Bei chuckled, "Don't worry,"
At this time, Xiao Liu also came up and stretched out his fist, "Come on!"
Xiaobei has heard many versions. About the backstage story of the concert she missed last summer, fist bumping is the spirit of their No. [-] piano classroom.
She was about to stretch out her fist when suddenly a familiar voice came.
"Come on Xiaobei!"
Out of nowhere, Wang Xiaohu rushed over with his fists outstretched.
Behind him was the terrified and sneaky Marco.
"No.15 contestant, No. 033 in Group A, Yu Xiaobei, playing piece, Gullit's Fantasia."
-
In the judges' seat, Li An quietly waited for Xiaobei's appearance.
There are basically no surprises. This should be Xiaobei's last stage performance before graduating from elementary school.
Not long after hanging up Che Yaoguang's phone in the afternoon, Xiaobei's mother also called him.
On the phone, Xiaobei's mother was very sorry, because the time of Xiaobei's entrance exam had changed, so they temporarily decided to cancel Xiaobei's plan to participate in the Rongcheng Cup.
Xiaobei's mother made it clear that this was the result of serious discussions with her child.
That being the case, Ang Lee certainly supports the child's idea.
Then Xiaobei, enjoy the next moment of stage time.
The next moment, Xiao Bei, dressed in a white dress and long dress, walked out of the backstage lightly, with a sweet smile on his lips.
This time, Li An was the first to applaud.
(End of this chapter)
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