Chapter 8:

After all, it was a national competition jointly organized by the Huaxia official and the Munich Conservatory of Music. The order of the whole competition was well organized. Except for those who were recommended by Tan Lao like this
back door
, other players have already conducted two rounds. Screening is all made of real materials.
He is the first time to come to the B City Theatre. As a player in the youth group, he was temporarily recommended. His game number is back, and he has reached the countdown. Therefore, when the juvenile group began to play, he was still very leisurely watching for a long time, seeing Zheng Weiqiao is anxious.
"Oh, you are... not nervous at all?"
A 12-year-old the stage is playing "The Veil of Rosanne". He is listening intently, laughing and laughing from time to time. Suddenly listening to Zheng Weiqiao’s words, he replied: "Tense? Probably Just a little."
After listening to this, Zheng Weiqiao put a snack on it, and finally he was still a normal person, and he still knew nervous!
"Would you like us to prepare again? This is not a simple game. Tan Lao also attaches great importance to this game." Said, Zheng did not stretch his fingers and pointed to the black-pressed head under the stage, saying: "I just made a special decision. Going to see, Tan Lao is sitting in the third row."
Look at the direction of his fingers.
I saw a thick crimson curtain, a splendid light that brightened the little the stage. On the opposite stage, the dense head makes people feel numb at first glance, not to mention the third row, even the appearance of the judges in the first row is difficult to see.
Looking at the blind man for a long time, there was no buzz. However, Zheng Weiqiao said: "I have inquired about my friends before. This time, the main judge is Professor Carl of the Munich Conservatory of Music in Germany. It is really rare for him to come to China. If you work hard in this game, It is said that Professor Carl will also pick a student to follow him to study in Munich, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
Zheng Weiqiao said that the more excited his tone, the more sweat he had on his forehead, and the excited expression hidden behind the lens. He said: "If you can go to the Munich Conservatory and become a disciple of Professor Karl, it will be equal to There is a letter of recommendation in Europe. I remember that the head of the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra is now a student of Professor Karl?"
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But I didn't pay much attention to Zheng Weiqiao's words.
His gaze gathered in the center of the jury, the rather strong bearded foreigner.
Unlike other rigorous and solemn Germans, Robert Carr seems to have a romantic literary cell of the French. He has a long hair and a small braid with a rope. He also has a long beard that looks as powerful and powerful as Hagrid in Harry Potter.
But it is such a brave man who looks very embarrassed, but he knows that he is one of the best music professors in Europe. Professor Carl has taught many world-class violinists, including the head of the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra, and his students have achieved almost everything.
When he knew that Robert Carr was coming to China, he still couldn't believe it. And when Zheng Weiqiao said that Professor Carl wanted to choose a student in this game, it even shocked him.
Regardless of the level of this person, being a student of Robert Carr has already laid a red carpet for his future musical path, almost no more bumps.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at the old man whose face was buried in the darkness and could not be seen. He finally understood why Tan Lao would ask him to participate in this competition, and still ask for concern so much before the game. It turns out that...
Want to let him go to Europe?
It is true that for every violinist, the 22-year-old is indeed supposed to be spent in college.
But this is not awkward.
I used to want to pass the Munich Conservatory of Music in my last life, but his adoptive father and mother had died at that time, and the only legacy left was a small house. The house that carried the memories was not sold at all, so it could not afford the high tuition fees.
It happened that the Geneva Conservatory of Music started the policy of impoverished students and raised the amount of scholarships, so he went to the Geneva Conservatory of Music to complete his studies.
That is already... more than a decade ago.
The beautiful phoenix squats down slightly, and sighs softly.
"Small seven, you should not have too much pressure. Being a student of Professor Carl is indeed a very glorious thing, but without this opportunity, I believe that you can return to the stage again." Zheng Weiqiao originally I have been talking about it, and suddenly I found out that I seem to have some bleak look. I mistakenly thought that he was not confident, so he comforted: "I believe that your strength is that it is good to have long experience."
However, his concern is obviously paralyzed. He is embarrassed and embarrassed: "...small seven?"
Zheng Weiqiao heard a slight glimpse, then subconsciously nodded and said: "Yes, isn't it a small seven? I see a lot of people in the orchestra calling you so much." As he said, Zheng Weiqiao also pushed the silver on the bridge. Silk eyes, looked seriously and said: "Well... the teacher used to call you Xiaoyan, I am not good at hitting the teacher. Xiaoqi is quite good."
"..."
Here, Zheng Weiqiao said that the atmosphere is harmonious, and a young man not far away is seriously watching them for a long time. The young man looked like he was only twenty years old, and he took a delicate and delicate pale yellow violin in his hand. He looked at the two people not far away and whispered: "Really... what……"
His voice was very low and no one could hear it. I saw a flash of nostalgia in the eyes of the young man, and then quickly covered up by myself, and a war suddenly rose.
He whispered confidently: "I lost to you ten years ago, this time...not necessarily!"
Suddenly there was a feeling like a man’s back crawling down his spine. He responded quickly and looked back. He happened to see a handsome young man smiling at himself, seeing him and smiling. With his own violin bow waved in his hand.
戚暮 A little horrified for a moment, then reported a polite smile, then turned and whispered: "Zheng Ge... that person, do you know?"
Zheng Weiqiao thought for a moment and replied: "He is the champion of the youth group rematch, Sheng Yanhui, and also a musical prodigy. How come you know him?"
He searched carefully in his own mind and finally shook his head without fruit: "It seems that there is no impression."
Zheng Weiqiao "Oh" the doctor, and then said: "Sheng Yanhui's character is good, talent is also very good, this is one of the biggest candidates for Professor Karl this time. But he is a little older, this is a drawback."
"how old are you?"
"Twenty-four, it seems that he is famous a bit late."
Nodded, no more questions.
Although he always felt that this Yan Yanhui's eyes had a provocative taste, but this illusory feeling was not accurate, so he did not pay attention to it.
Nothing is that the soldiers will stop, the water will cover the soil, and the ship will be straight to the bridge.
However, how long, on the stage, the name of the 19th was reported, and I saw that Sheng Yanhui mentioned his violin and began to walk on the stage. In the process of going to the stage, Sheng Yanhui happened to be sitting next to the stage side of the stage. What surprised him was that just halfway through, Sheng Yanghui suddenly stopped in front of him.
Zheng Weiqiao was also surprised. He was about to ask questions. He saw Sheng Yanhui screaming and nodding. He said seriously and solemnly: "Oh, ten years have not seen, this time... I will treat it seriously, I hope you Also, the champion will not be in your hands forever, I will beat you."
Just after the "decision of the decisive battle", Sheng Yanhui turned to the stage, leaving Zheng Weiqiao, who still keeps a smile and a confused.
Zheng Weiqiao thought for a moment and asked: "Small seven...you, know Sheng Yanhui?"
I saw the young black man smile and turn around, a delicate and beautiful face with a gentle and bright smile, people can not move their eyes, but the words spoken in the mouth are like "the ruthless" in the autumn wind sweeping leaves.
He asked: "Zheng Ge, I... know him?"
"..."
Don't let Sheng Yanhui hear this, otherwise people will not vomit blood three liters, but they must die.