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Chapter 132 Congratulations No.1

After a piercing cold tone, Nuoda's venue was quiet and quiet.

The atmosphere turned steep and stagnant.

At this moment, the contestants in the waiting area looked at the girl with only half of her profile exposed on the electronic screen. After recovering from the astonishment, the same ridicule as Qin Xiange was born in their hearts.

Where did this chicken come from.

But then, an imperceptible sound in A minor opened the prelude to section A. The melody went up and down, and the intensity changed from weak to strong. Using the notes as a brush, the image of a gentle and beautiful girl was slowly laid out in front of my eyes.

Pearl squinted, staring at the girl's flying hands without blinking.

The girl's fingering was initially jerky, but she completed a mature legato in the first eighth, and her power control was perfect.

Her notes, like her people, are imbued with an intriguing mystery.

The two impatient judges suddenly put away all their momentum. This is a classic song that has been practiced countless times and listened to by others. Almost every tone is deeply engraved in their minds.

However, under the guidance of this girl, this simple and classic piece of music seems to have been endowed with a different life.

The chasing light fell on the girl, her eyes were slightly closed, her slender fingers were like butterflies, dexterously fluttering over the black and white keys, composing the most moving movement in the world.

The transition from A minor to F major is like the whispering between lovers turning to a pleasant conversation. The left hand is accompanied by Alberti's bass, and the right hand is lightly playing ornamental notes and dotted sixteenth notes. The suddenly active melody seems to be The girl's bright and joyful silver bell laughter.

The left hand played the broken chords smoothly and smoothly, kind and gentle, as if a man was constantly responding to his lover's whispers.

All doubts and sarcasm dissipate in the moving music.

This handed down work, Für Alice, is a representative repertoire of the great musician Beethoven's transition from classical to romanticism, and it is very personal.

Rumor has it that this is a tune he wrote for his beloved.

For example, after part A, the interlude part [-] is entered with a penetrating technique. The music emotion is advanced layer by layer, and the enthusiasm is burning like a flame uncontrollably. , cannot be transferred.

The chords in the low voice seem to be a girl who readily accepted his confession. At the highest voice, a series of gorgeous chromatic scales descend.

At the end, the music returned to the original A minor key, gradually becoming softer, as if seeing a pair of lovers holding hands and looking at each other, frozen in the gradually dissipating music.

There are no gorgeous movements, no stuck beats, and no difficult fingerings. A free soul and a pair of dexterous hands give life to simple and repetitive notes.

The aftertaste of the end of a song is irreplaceable in the world.

It seems that the pair of lovers who are dependent on each other have really existed in the long river of time. Maybe they have ordinary identities, and no one knows their names, but the true feelings, through the tactful melody, are gradually revealed. Entering the heart, let people really see and feel at this moment, in this time and space.

"Papa papa" applause broke the silence of the scene, and everyone regained their senses in an instant, looking at the girl no longer with contempt.

As we all know, Pearl is a very representative pianist of the romantic genre. His performance endows him with a strong personal color, a free soul, and an imaginative playing style. The ultimate spiritual and emotional resonance.

There is a rich romantic atmosphere in this young girl. She is the same kind of person as Pearl, who was born for the piano.

Pearl clapped and stood up, looking at the girl on the stage with burning eyes.

The girl got up and took a calm bow.

Pearl smiled, "May I ask you a question?"

The girl's black and white eyeballs have a brilliance that cannot be matched by any color in the world.

The body is like the moon, and the eyes are like stars.

The world is full of purples and reds, but in front of her, it will be eclipsed.

The girl nodded with a smile.

Pearl asked: "When you play, do you think of your lover?"

The girl froze for a moment, then shook her head.

"This is the song I dedicated to my parents to commemorate their love."

Qin Xiange frowned, why is this voice so familiar?

It's just a little less lazy than in memory, and a little more gentle and soothing.

Qin Xiange took a closer look, but only saw a silhouette of a young girl, with soft long hair hanging down her slender shoulders, gentle and graceful.

Qin Xiange sneered, how could it be Shen You'an, but the voice and figure were slightly similar.

Pearl raised his eyebrows, "Your parents must be very loving."

The girl's eyelashes drooped slightly, and her face was gentle and calm.

When scoring, the three had a disagreement. The female judge thought that contestant No. 16 was too simple to choose songs, showed insufficient skill and professionalism, and over-exaggerated emotions, so she gave a medium score, which was still worse than that of contestant No. 15. a lot of.

Another male judge gave the score above average.

Pearl hooked her lips, and easily scored the highest score on the scene.

The female judge's eyes shrank, and she couldn't help but sneered: "Mr. Pearl, this is a competition, not your class. Please be fair."

The man pursed his lips playfully: "If I remember correctly, Mr. Qian was also fascinated by it just now, why can't you recognize his excellence? This is the narrowness of your Huaguo music circle, which only pays attention to technique and complexity. I know that emotion theory plays a guiding role in music creation. Music is first of all the expression of emotion. For example, contestant No. 15 just played Schubert's serenade in such a bad way, which has already violated the original intention of the creator, but Teacher Qian Giving a high score, is this the respect Mr. Qian has for music as a pianist?"

The female judge who was rebutted by Pearl was speechless, her face turned green and pale.

As a result, player No. 16's score became the best in the game.

There were still a few players after that, but there were no winners.

Qin Xiange returned to the backstage lounge, but did not find contestant No. 16.

Where did it go?

She grabbed a passing worker.

"Contestant No. 16, she seems to have gone to the bathroom..."

The staff called Lu Nan's name and left.

Waited until all the players finished playing, and player No. 16 did not come back.

The time to wait for the calculation of scores was so long for Qin Xiange.

For all players, it is also a torment.

Finally, when the host got the card that said the top three, Qin Xiange couldn't help holding his breath.

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Entering the last day of November, it is a rare sunny day.

The blue sky is like washing, the white clouds are long, and the bright sunlight unscrupulously sprinkles on the world, bringing a little warmth to this cold winter.

In Class A of Senior One, Hao Yun hid behind the door, and after Xun Meng, who was sitting at the door, carefully gestured to her, Hao Yun pulled away the ribbon stick.

"Surprise, welcome to our piano princess who won the first place in the competition."

Qin Xiange, who had just stepped into the classroom, was sprayed with ribbons all over.

Her steps froze suddenly, and her face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hao Yun jumped up to Qin Xiange excitedly: "Xiange, congratulations."

Some people in the class sincerely congratulated, and some responded perfunctorily.

Qin Xiange calmly pulled off the ribbon sticking to her hair, crushed it in her palm, and said expressionlessly, "Thank you."

How can this sentence sound a bit like gnashing of teeth.

Hao Yun happily jumped to Qin Xiange's side: "Xiange, you must be No.1, right? Shouldn't you treat us to milk tea?"

Qin Xiange took a deep breath, and said word by word: "Okay, it's so cold, it's time to drink a cup of milk tea to warm up, you can buy it, and ask me to reimburse you later."

"Xiange, you are the best."

At this time, a smiling voice floated in from outside the classroom: "Do I have this honor too?"

Hao Yun raised his head and saw Gao Yue walking in, followed by Shen Youan who was playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

Hao Yun glanced at Shen Youan behind Gao Yue with a smile: "Everyone in our class has a share, after all, we just won the first place in the String Song Piano Competition, which made everyone feel happy, unlike someone who boasted, no I know that drinking this milk tea is not a bad thing."

As if Shen Youan didn't hear her sarcasm, she calmly walked past the two of them.

When passing by Qin Xiange, he glanced at her sideways with a smile.

"Number one~" He deliberately raised his voice, the ending sound was catchy, and his eyes were even more intriguing.

Qin Xiange's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly raised his head calmly. When he looked again, he could only see Shen Youan's back.

"Congratulations, No.1."

The girl's lazy and laughing voice came slowly.

For some reason, Qin Xiange suddenly thought of the unforgettable voice of the NO.16 player at the match yesterday.

The voices of the two were miraculously consistent, and even their backs overlapped briefly.

Qin Xiange shook his head, secretly laughing that he was thinking too much.

Although she didn't take a closer look at the girl's face yesterday, judging from the reactions of the people around her, her beauty was by no means comparable to that of Shen Youan.

Not to mention the piano skills that even Pearl admired.

There is no comparison between Shen Youan and that person at all.

It's just... thinking of that person made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

The nails dug into the palm secretly.

When she looked up again, she saw a glint of coldness flashing across Shen Youan's eyes.

The humiliation received from other places can only be temporarily balanced in the bottom of my heart if it is vented from the hated person.

Shen Youan, you asked for this.

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Gao Yue rolled her eyes at Hao Yun, and said angrily, "What a loyal licking dog."

Hao Yun was angry and couldn't offend Gao Yue, so he could only hang his head in aggrieved manner.

As soon as Shen Youan sat down, Yan Lu turned her head excitedly: "Have you signed up for the equestrian class in the afternoon?"

Before Shen Youan could speak, Gao Yue who came over to take Shen Youan's homework responded casually: "Of course I signed up, the two of us will go together."

Yan Lu's eyes lit up: "Then shall we race horses together this afternoon?"

Gao Yue said perfunctorily, took homework and left.

Liu Runxi glanced sideways at Shen Youan, pursed her lips, and lowered her head silently.

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The cafeteria at noon was also much more lively than usual. As of [-]:[-] tonight, the forum's school grass voting will be over.

At present, Leng Yunyang is far ahead in the number of votes, and Jiang Shengyao is closely following.

Liu Runxi and Gu Bichen seemed to come here to make soy sauce.

"Would you take away the smugness at the corner of your mouth? It's not the last moment, and it's still unclear who will win. I think Jiang Shengyao has a good chance of winning. Don't forget, he is the prince of Lanya Group, and the school belongs to him , What is the name of a school grass?"

Leng Xuexi spared no effort to attack Leng Yunyang.

Leng Yunyan's peach blossom eyes sparkle with spring waves, like the April spring breeze blowing through the peach forests in the mountains.

"Your brother and I are the number one hacker on the dark web. A small program has been implanted, enough to chase Jiang for eight lifetimes."

That frightened look really deserves a beating.

"There is a saying that extreme joy begets sorrow."

Leng Yunyang helplessly stretched out his hand to rub her head: "Can't you hope that brother will be well?"

Leng Xuexi dodged his clutches, and said irritably, "I'm an adult, don't touch my head all the time, it will affect my image."

Leng Yunyang laughed and said: "You are not the school belle, how does it affect your image?"

Leng Xuexi was too lazy to talk to him, so she called to stop a passing classmate, and left with a plate.

The girl who was stopped secretly glanced at Leng Yunyang's direction, her cheeks blushed, and she whispered: "Xuexi, you don't look like your brother at all, but you look like a couple when you sit and laugh together. "

She has been observing not far away for a long time, and the way this brother and sister get along is really strange.

Leng Xuexi was stunned when she heard the words, thinking of the mystery of her and her brother's life experience, her heart was in a mess.

"What nonsense are you talking about? That's my brother, my dear brother."

Seeing Leng Xuexi's face darken, the girl stuck out her tongue, "I'm sorry Xuexi, I shouldn't talk nonsense."

Leng Xuexi put the dinner plate into the self-service dishwashing cabinet, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, and walked out of the cafeteria with her head down.

She was thinking about something and accidentally knocked someone down, so she hurriedly apologized.

"It's okay." A gentle voice sounded from above his head.

Leng Xuexi raised her head in a daze, and the young man's gentle gaze was blown into her heart like a gust of spring breeze.

The boy bent his lips: "I don't think you did it on purpose."

The boy suddenly raised his hand, and Leng Xuexi took a step back subconsciously.

The young man smiled and shook his head, brushing Leng Xuexi's hair with his fingers, a grain of rice appeared on his fingertips.

Leng Xuexi's cheeks flushed red.

The boy wrapped the rice grains in a paper towel, threw them into the trash can, and left as if no one was there.

Leng Xuexi stared blankly at the boy's back as he walked away.

"A good gentleman and considerate, ah ah Xuexi, do you know who he is?"

Leng Xuexi thought for a while: "He is Gu Bichen, right?"

The girl was surprised and said, "You know him? Ah, I forgot that your brother is in the same class as him."

Leng Xuexi thought to herself that she had already seen the photos in the forum, real people are more vivid and gentle than formula photos, when looking at them with those eyes, unconsciously it makes people sink.

She grew up in a harsh environment since she was a child, so she really has no resistance to gentle people.

Leng Xuexi shook her head, drove away the messy thoughts in her head, and stepped out of the cafeteria.

(End of this chapter)