Chapter 145 Race Against Time

9:40 in the morning, Xiangcheng Gymnasium.

Today is the final day of the Xiangcheng Piano Competition. The huge gymnasium is big enough to accommodate 18,000 spectators. Originally, the organizers thought that if 3,000 or 5,000 spectators could buy tickets this time, this piano competition was a big winner. It worked.

But I didn't expect that two days before the competition, 10,000 tickets were sold, and each ticket was priced at 100 yuan. 10,000 tickets are 1 million yuan. You know, this time, the organizer is holding a loss of money to organize this event. A piano competition.

Now, with this 1 million yuan, not only will you not lose money, but you will also make a small profit. After all, the bonus for the first place is only 100,000 yuan. Secondly, the previous competitions were arranged at the Xiangcheng Conservatory of Music, which cost almost nothing. Half a fee.

And those judges also only charged some carriage fees.

The most expensive is the rented gymnasium. However, Xiangcheng is only a second-tier city and rarely holds various large-scale events. The gymnasium is vacant most of the time. In addition, the chairman of the piano association is the wife of the vice mayor. Therefore, the rental fee is very low, and only a nominal fee of 80,000 yuan is charged for one day.

So, after removing these expenses, the organizer can earn at least 500,000.

But what the organizers did not expect was that just yesterday, the media began to broadcast the hijacking incident, and the young hero who turned the tide also became popular all over the country.

Coincidentally, Yuedong.com also released five other piano performance videos of Song Yan just yesterday.

One is a young hero, and the other is the youngest piano master in history. Under the superposition of the two, many people have a strong curiosity about Song Yan, and they have dug up his information.

The organizer of the Xiangcheng Piano Competition had an idea and announced in a very high-profile manner that tomorrow, the Young Heroes, the youngest piano competition in history, will perform at the Xiangcheng Gymnasium.

Some people who are curious about the young heroes and admirers came to Xiangcheng one after another. Therefore, in just one day, the tickets that were raised to 200 yuan were all sold out in just one day, resulting in more organizers. 1.6 million income.

To this end, they deliberately modified the reward rules and raised the bonus for the first place to 500,000, because the organizers knew that the reason why the piano competition was so popular was due to Song Yan's credit, and they also used Song Yan's fame. Publicity, it should give people some benefits.

At the same time, this piano competition not only attracted countless people who were curious about Song Yan, but also attracted major media.

Even Tianhe State TV Station bought the live broadcast rights of this game for 2 million.

Subsequently, the broadcast rights of the game were also sold to TV stations in four other states at a price of 1 million, which made the organizers earn a lot of money.

Therefore, before the game started, no less than 100 media have gathered in the stadium, and they all requested to interview Song Yan.

In the past few competitions, the chairman of the piano association, Ma Jingchu, only came to show up once and left, but now, the piano competition that she was not optimistic about has actually had such a big influence, so before the competition started, she has already Come and take control of the schedule.

"Zheng Yun, why hasn't Song Yan come yet?"

Ma Jingchu questioned Zheng Yun with some dissatisfaction, saying that the interviews with Song Yan were all very well-known TV stations, newspapers, video websites and impurity agencies.

But Song Yan didn't show up for a long time, so she was very worried that she would offend the media because of this. You know, the quality depends on the media's mouth. She also wants to use this competition to expand the influence of the Xiangcheng Piano Association. Force, did not expect to lose the chain at a critical moment.

Facing the question from the deputy mayor's wife and the chairman of the piano association, Zheng Yun looked slightly embarrassed: "Song Yan went to Jiangzhou yesterday for something, and he is on his way back now, he has promised me that he will come before the competition starts. !"

"Okay." Ma Jingchu rubbed his head: "You make another phone call to urge him as soon as possible."

At this moment, Song Yan's car had entered the urban area of ​​Xiangcheng.

But the worst thing is that the stadium is built on the other side of the city, and at this moment, there are so many cars on the road, I am afraid that twenty minutes will not be able to arrive.

Just then, the phone rang again.

"Sister Zheng, I've already entered the city, and I'll be there later."

"Ayan, hurry up,

Chairman Ma is already dissatisfied with this, and the major media are also waiting to interview you! "Zheng Yun's slightly anxious voice came from the telephone receiver.

"Okay! I'll be there at 9:50!"

After hanging up the phone, Song Yan activated his supernatural powers of perspective, and combined with his superb driving skills, for a moment, the car he was driving was like a swimming fish, zipping through the dense group of cars.

It only took five minutes for Song Yan to pass through the densely-traveled city center, and after that, it was unobstructed, and he was able to reach the gymnasium within five minutes.

"boom!"

The motor was roaring, and a strong feeling of pushing back hit the car, and the speed of the car increased rapidly, reaching 140 horses in a blink of an eye.

Although this section no longer belongs to the city center, there are still many vehicles driving on the road. Therefore, he drove at a speed of 140 horses, which still frightened many drivers.

Shi Xiaoyue's mood today is not very beautiful, didn't she just shoot a little harder when catching the criminal and break his leg? Do you need to send her out on the street to be a traffic cop?

The captain of the first team of criminal police was turned into an ordinary traffic policeman, which makes people feel depressing.

Suddenly, a roaring motor sound came from a distance, and Shi Xiaoyue couldn't help being shaken. She looked up and found that about 300 meters away, a Lingdu car was speeding in her direction at a speed of at least 140 horses. .

She has an instinctive distaste for those drag racing parties.

"Dare to race on auntie's territory, you are doomed!" Shi Xiaoyue sneered and stood in the middle of the road, making a stop sign.

"I'm going, how come there are traffic police!"

Seeing the policewoman standing in the middle of the road, Song Yan felt extremely depressed. First, he didn't have a driver's license. Second, he was speeding. According to the laws of Yanhuang Kingdom, driving without a license should be detained.

Thinking of this, when he turned the steering wheel, he made a beautiful big swing, and with a harsh rubbing sound, he turned the car and drove into the lane on the right.

Although this section of the road will be detoured for a kilometer or two, it is not much at his speed.

"What, how dare you run!"

Seeing Song Yan who turned around and turned into another road with a beautiful big swing, Shi Xiaoyue couldn't help but get furious. She quickly ran to the side of the road, flicked her legs and got on a police motorcycle, and galloped forward, because she knew that using a motorcycle The speed of the car is difficult to catch up with the guy, so it is better to go ahead and intercept him.

Just as Song Yan, who was trying to get rid of the complacent traffic policeman, just turned into the road leading to the gymnasium, she found that 200 meters ahead, the female traffic policeman was actually waiting for him on a motorcycle.

"License plate day Z: Owner of EK680, please pull over immediately!"

Hearing the voice of the female traffic policeman coming from the loudspeaker, Song Yan's heart moved, and he slowed down and drove to the side of the road.

"Small, auntie can't take care of you!"

Seeing Song Yan obediently pull over to stop, Shi Xiaoyue couldn't help smiling proudly, and walked towards Song Yan quickly, just at this moment, Song Yan stepped on the accelerator, accompanied by a violent roar, the whole car was like an arrow from the string, dashing steeply out.

"Bastard! How dare you play auntie! Don't let me catch you, or I will let you know why the flowers are so red!" Seeing the car that drove away, Shi Xiaoyue's face was ashen.