Chapter 42

A song "Blue and White Porcelain" conquered Han Sha, and until Song Yan finished playing, she was still immersed in the Jiangnan water town created by Song Yan and the poignant love story.

After a long while, Han Sha came back to her senses, looked at Song Yan and said, "It turns out that you play the piano so well, you hide it deeply enough!"

"Who told me to be a low-key and connotative person?" Song Yan said with a stinky expression.

"Are you low-key?" Han Sha sneered: "No one knows your name in Sheng Ye Middle School, and he is brave enough to assist the police in arresting a Class A wanted criminal, and kick Mr. Yan to the junior high school. If one day I offend you, you Will I be assigned to teach elementary school students?"

"Cough cough." Song Yan's face flushed red, but he didn't expect Teacher Han Sha to say such irritating words.

Suddenly, a sly smile appeared on Han Sha's face, and Song Yan immediately realized that she was being tricked by Han Sha.

For a while, Song Yan's eyes became somewhat resentful.

Han Sha, who couldn't stand his eyes, said quickly: "Okay, I'll accept your fake, but you must win a championship, otherwise, just wait to clean the toilet."

"No, this is too cruel." Song Yan wailed.

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On the 15th, at nine o'clock in the morning, Song Yan appeared in the vocal teaching building of the Xiangcheng Conservatory of Music. The location of the audition for this piano competition was arranged here.

Downstairs in the vocal music, a red banner has been hung up. There are two tables under the banner, and a total of four contestants' staff are there to issue number plates.

Yesterday, Zheng Yun called and communicated with him. There were about 800 people who signed up for the piano competition. Therefore, ten classrooms were arranged for the audition. Each classroom had three judges. Three votes were awarded to directly participate in the preliminary competition, and two votes were awarded. Pending.

At the staff, Song Yan received a number plate 7-68 after reporting his name and ID number.

"7" stands for classroom 7, and "68" is the sequence number.

The audition started at 9:30. After asking from the staff that Classroom 7 was on the 4th floor, Song Yan took the number plate and went straight to the 4th floor.

The door to classroom 7 was closed, and the judges were obviously not there yet, but most of the contestants were already waiting outside the classroom, plus friends or family members accompanying them, so the hallway seemed crowded.

"Hey, what's your name, buddy? You're here alone, with no friends to accompany you?" A tall and thin young man with long hair and an ugly appearance took the initiative to greet Song Yan.

"Yeah, I'm here alone, my name is Song Yan, what's your name?" As the saying goes, don't slap a smiling face, so Song Yan said politely.

"My name is Xia Xiang, an independent musician, this is my business card." During the conversation, the other party handed a rather delicate business card.

"Thank you." Song Yan reached out and took the business card: "However, I'm still a student, so I don't have a business card."

Xia Xiang was more able to talk, and he was the kind that was outspoken. Song Yan didn't ask, and he took the initiative to talk about his own affairs. According to him, since high school, he began to practice the piano and play the guitar. Later, he went to college and joined He joined a music club and formed a band with a few like-minded classmates who share a common musical dream.

It's a pity that after graduating from college, due to their livelihood, everyone went their separate ways, and the band disbanded.

Only he did not give up his musical dream. Since the band disbanded, he simply played by himself, but he didn't get along very well.

In the past two years, he has also participated in many music talent shows, and the best one has entered the semi-finals, but because his appearance is not good and his singing skills are not too strong, he has never been able to make his debut. This time I heard that the prize money of the piano competition is very high. Rich, he signed up under the temptation.

Suddenly, Xia Xiang changed the subject and asked Song Yan, "Are you still in high school?"

"Yeah. It's the third year of high school." Song Yan nodded.

"Which school?" Xia Xiang continued to ask.

"Holy Night Middle School."

"It's amazing, the best middle school in our state, are you an art student?"

"No, I'm a liberal arts student!"

The two chatted and spent time together. Finally, the staff came to open the door, and then the judges followed, two men and one woman.

nine thirty.

The staff came out to announce the start of the audition, and asked everyone to keep quiet, then let 701 play in the classroom, and 702 get ready.

701 was a handsome young man about the same age as Song Yan. Obviously, the other party was a little nervous.

The audition does not require any repertoire, just play the best tune.

The sound insulation of the classroom is not very good. After entering the 701 for a while, there is a piano sound coming from the inside. The other party is playing the famous song "Little Raindrop". Seed songs, and now, there are tens of thousands of songs in his mind.

Halfway through, Song Yan shook his head secretly, wondering if the other party was too nervous.

Sure enough, when 701 walked out of the classroom, his face was downcast, and it was obvious that he failed.

"702, please come in and play." The staff sang loudly.

702 was a fat boy. He came out in less than five minutes after entering, with a high expression on his face. Everyone thought he passed. In fact, Song Yan's hearing knew that he did not pass.

The audition went very fast, and some of the poor performers were stopped by the judges before they finished playing the song. Therefore, at eleven o'clock, they were ranked No. 56, but the number of people who passed the audition was less than three points. one.

"757, please come in and play."

"It's my turn, I'll go first." Xia Xiang confidently said to Song Yan, and strode into the classroom with his head held high.

Soon, a sad tune was introduced to Song Yan from the classroom. Song Yan was a little surprised, because Xia Xiang's playing level was no less than Huang Quan's, and he should have the level of professional level 7.

Sure enough, when Xia Xiang walked out of the classroom, there was a little more pride on his face.

"Congratulations to Brother Xia." Song Yan smiled.

"Haha, it's just a trivial idea." Xia Xiang waved his hand in disapproval, and everyone could see the smugness between his brows.

Originally, Song Yan thought that Xia Xiang would leave, but he did not expect that the other party would have to wait for him to participate in the audition before leaving.

When the time came to 11:43, the staff sang Song Yan's number.

"come on!"

Xia Xiang waved his fist at Song Yan.

"thanks."

Song Yan stepped into the classroom and greeted the three judges.

"Please start playing." The male judge sitting in the middle said indifferently.

"it is good."

Song Yan calmly came to the piano and sat down, his hands resting on the black and white keys. Then, a string of sad notes flowed from his fingers, and the eyes of the three judges lit up.

Following Song Yan's performance, the three judges closed their eyes and immersed themselves in the artistic conception he created.

After the song was over, the male judge sitting in the middle said with a look of admiration: "I played very well, I passed."

"I venture to ask, what's the name of your piece, is it original?" The female judge sitting on the right followed.

"This piece is called "Blue and White Porcelain", and it is an original piece." Song Yan replied.

"Very good, I look forward to your next performance, and I also pass."

"I played very well, and the tune was well composed. I have no reason to fail." The male judge on the left smiled.

"thanks."

Song Yan got up to express his gratitude, glanced at the staff holding the camera, got up and left the classroom.

"Dude, have you passed?" As soon as he walked out of the classroom, Xia Xiang greeted him.

"I passed by luck." Song Yan smiled.

So, Song Yan and Xia Xiang went downstairs together. Unexpectedly, when they walked to the third floor, they met their aunt and Song Xue unexpectedly. The mother and daughter looked surprised. They didn't expect to meet Song Yan here.