Just like looking for good news in cold light

Chapter 20
If she gets the job, she can adjust the class time to a suitable time slot so that she can pick up and drop off Song Dabai to kindergarten.

Taking a taxi to the downstairs of Huarong Building, Song Yinyin couldn't help but take a deep breath when she saw the big characters "Curtis School of the Arts" above her head.

Although in the six years abroad, she failed to attend a first-class art college, she also spent a lot of time in private listening to the teaching lectures of famous teachers.

And the Grammy Conservatory of Music she studied at is not well-known, but it is also a regular international art academy.

It's a pity that she was not admitted to the master's degree in the piano performance department.

Speaking of which, this incident dates back to six years ago.

Six years ago, she had the opportunity to go to Germany to participate in the Mendelssohn Piano Competition. If she won the ranking in this competition, she would be able to gain admission to the world's top and most selective institution - the Curtis Institute of Music .

You must know that only about 170 students from all over the world can enter this college through rigorous selection every year, and the admission rate is usually 4%.

It is said that taking the composition department as an example, there were 90 applicants that year, and only one was admitted in the end.

The instructor said that she has a great chance of winning...

But just the day before that competition, she was disqualified by Song Anqi!

Later, her mother passed away, she became pregnant with Song Dabai, had to drop out of school, and finally chose to go abroad to join her mother's friend...

Although this matter has passed for a long time, it has always been a regret buried deep in Song Yinyin's heart.

And right now, she chose this training institution called 'Curtis Art School' probably because it has the same name as the school she yearns for.

She arrived earlier than the other applicants. She went to the bathroom first, adjusted her makeup, and then submitted the application form.

While sitting on the bench waiting for the interview, her heart was beating wildly, and she was a little indescribably nervous.

"On the 21st, Song Yinyin, is Song Yinyin here?" Someone shouted.

Song Yinyin was stunned, and quickly stood up, "Here! I'm here!"

"It's your turn, come in quickly."

"Yes!"

She stepped on her high heels and walked in. There was a row of interviewers inside, and the one at the head was a little older.

"Miss Song Yinyin, can you play a piano piece first?"

"can."

Since she was applying for a piano teacher, she naturally had to show off her skills, and what Song Yinyin prepared was Liszt's "A Midsummer Night's Dream".

Skillful playing skills, well-handled emotional handling, when the fingers fall, the keys pop out of the fingertips like round beads, the sound may be light or heavy, as light as fine water, as heavy as a bell...

Some interviewers were already intoxicated by the wonderful music, and even closed their eyes to enjoy it, forgetting for a moment that this was an interview, not a piano recital...

After the last note fell, everyone was immersed in the aftertaste of the music for a long time, and it took several seconds for them to come back to their senses.

clap clap-

The interviewers stood up and applauded.

The older interviewer said with some excitement: "It's really great. This is the best "A Midsummer Night's Dream" I've ever heard."

This is undoubtedly the best compliment to her, Song Yinyin secretly let out a sigh of relief, thinking that this job is almost inseparable.

But at this moment, the door of the interview room opened.

A group of people walked in surrounded by a young woman: "Miss Song, this is our interview room, and we are recruiting a piano teacher today."

(End of this chapter)