Miss Almighty She is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 143

The Huo family members are all preoccupied, except Grandma Huo.

When she came back, she went to ask her old sisters to play mahjong. After losing tens of thousands of dollars, she was praised by the old sisters, and she felt very flattered.Lying on the bed after taking a shower, I suddenly felt that my chest was a little heavy, but Grandma Huo didn't care much, and just fell asleep like this.

But the rest of the Huo family had almost no sleep all night.

For Professor Tang's invitation, Grandpa Huo made a phone call and changed it to tomorrow's Xiangwu.

At noon the next day, Huo Mu pretended that he was sick and had a fever, so he didn't go.Grandpa Huo didn't ask her to go, so Huo Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

She was at Huo's house by herself, Grandma Huo went to the big brand again, and Huo Lin went to the company early in the morning. Apart from the servants, she was the only one left in Huo's house.

Huo Mu was lying on the bed, flashing in his mind what Grandpa Huo and Professor Tang said yesterday. Even though he didn't sleep much at night, he still felt unable to sleep.

She took out her mobile phone and found a person she hadn't contacted much recently.

[Jiajia, are you there? 】

Tian Jia's status showed that she was online, and she quickly replied to Huo Mu.

[Mumu, what's wrong? 】

[It's nothing, I just want to know what you've been doing recently, the art festival has started recently, we're all practicing, we're a little busy, I just took time out to talk to you. 】

【Oh... The people who were expelled from our premium class basically came to Nancheng No. [-] Middle School, and the No. [-] Middle School Art Festival is also rehearsing. I have also signed up, and I am also practicing!Lin Meng is also here, we are at the same table now. 】

From the very beginning, Huo Mu felt that those who were expelled from the premium class would not just stop going to school. They all went to Nancheng No. [-] Middle School, which is second only to Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School.

The teaching level of No. [-] Middle School is average, but it can be regarded as a private noble middle school, and it is still good. It is suitable for the special class and the family background is not bad.

But Huo Mu is not interested in talking anymore, these people are her opponents now.

Huo Mu didn't read what Tian Jia said later.

She got out of bed and turned on the computer.

If you want to shine in this provincial art competition, you must first stand out in the school competitions.

There is a good piano at home so I don’t need to buy it. Huo Mu chose to buy some nice dresses. In school, the students also accounted for 20.00% of the big votes. She got the part of the boys’ votes, [-]%, and the winner The probability will be much higher.

The rest of the votes are in the hands of teachers and social musicians.As for the teacher, the Huo family can help her with some problems.What she needs now is to make those social workers feel refreshed, or truly outstanding.

Thinking of Huo Qingyin's piano skills, even if Huo Mu didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that her foundation was very good.So it is very difficult to excel.

Huo Mu frowned, opened Baidu and searched for E's piano music.

I have to say that E's music is the most unique, exquisite and beautiful in China.

During the competition, Huo Mu must use E's tune.

But the judges must have heard the music copied from E, and it might be boring to listen to it again.

Huo Mu stared at the computer, and an idea came to his mind.

Maybe, she can imitate and write a tune according to the style of E?
Once the idea popped up, it was like mushrooms after rain.

It took Huo Mu an afternoon to construct his idea into reality, and after playing it for the last time, he felt uncontrollable joy welling up in his heart.

She is amazing.

Huo Mu thought, this time, he will definitely beat Huo Qingyin in the school selection.
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The last week of on-campus practice is finally over.

The final school selection has finally begun.

The curriculum for high school students is tight, and the selection is arranged on Saturday and Sunday.Art students and students who have studied music were called back to the school as student judges, accounting for 20.00% of the votes.For the remaining 80.00%, teachers on campus account for half, and well-known musicians outside school account for half.

The scale of the No. [-] Middle School is very large, and the single selection hall is like a hall for theatrical performances.

As soon as the students walked in, they subconsciously exclaimed.

Incandescent lamps shone on more than a dozen rows of soft stools, covered by the red curtain on the high platform, and a beam of white light shone on the mahogany floor of the high platform, forming a circle of light as wide as three people.

Surrounded by a dark background made of wall coverings, such a dark background can especially highlight the main stage surrounded by lights.

"This battle is somewhat too big..."

The students sat down, and the one who spoke was a freshman in high school, and this was the first year he participated in the Art Conference.

The old youtiao in the third year of high school has already sat down and quietly turned on his mobile phone to take pictures, "I have never seen the world. Let me tell you, you didn't participate in the first two years. At that time, the selection competitions were like the finals. Later, everyone thought that the road of art competitions It is more difficult than the college entrance examination, and the number of participants will be reduced...so the current battle has become smaller."

"Damn, it's still small..."

"There are only 30 people in this year's competition, how small do you think?"

"..."

The contestants are all standing in the background. Although it is only an internal selection, it is also very important.

The contestants in the first and second grades are the most anxious. They are younger and less able to withstand stress than the third graders, and they stand in a circle and circle around.

Only Huo Mu was still calm. She sat on the sofa and looked at her piano score.

"Mumu, are you confident this time?"

Huo Mu looked up at the person who asked her, fell silent for a few seconds, and nodded.

"have it."

Even if she doesn't believe in herself, she also believes in E's melody.

She copied a small part of E's melody, interspersed with her own composition, which sounds melodic and will not be found to be modified by E's score.

Huo Mu felt that he was sure to win this competition.

Her gaze swept around, but she didn't see Huo Qingyin's figure.

There are only 10 minutes left before the start of the game, and Huo Qingyin hasn't come yet?
Huo Mu pondered for a few seconds before jumping up for joy.

If Huo Qingyin doesn't come, then this time, she will be able to advance safely.

Huo Mu stood up from the sofa. She was wearing a pink mermaid skirt today. A boy helped her to lift the hem of the skirt. Huo Mu turned back and smiled and said thank you. The boy's face flushed instantly.

This pleased Huo Mu.

Huo Mu went to find the music teacher on duty in the backstage, and asked, "Why hasn't Huo Qingyin, a senior in high school, come yet? Teacher, her strength is not bad. It would be a pity if she didn't come."

The music teacher also had an unspeakable expression, and frowned.

"Student Huo Qingyin is not in the wechat group of their class, and the classmates can't be contacted, and no one answers the phone call. The competition will start in ten minutes. If she doesn't come, even if she is the finale, she won't be able to catch up! "

(End of this chapter)