Chapter 51: First round

Today Song Xue is wearing a pure white short-sleeved shirt, a light black skirt, and paired with white flat shoes, giving a particularly pure feeling.
Her temperament is slightly cool, her figure is tall, her face is even more beautiful, and the combination of these gives people a more amazing feeling.
"So pretty little girl."
When she came to the center of the stage, all ten judges felt bright.
"Dear audience, good judges, my name is Song Xue No. 31. Below, I will bring you a" Whisper of Autumn "."
After the introduction, Song Xue came to sit down in front of the piano, and gently lifted the lid. The jade fingers quickly slid over the keys, and a beautiful string of slides came out, which immediately welcomed a warm applause from the stage.
There was a faint smile on the corner of Song Xue's mouth, and then her fingers began to beat on the black and white keys.
Her fingers are relatively long and her knuckles are beautiful. When the camera falls on her hands, everyone can't help but sigh, these hands are so beautiful.
"Autumn Whisper" is a slow-paced classical repertoire. Under the performance of Song Xue's superb piano art, almost all the audience listened to it, and the ten judges nodded secretly.
Backstage.
Looking at the figure of Song Xue on the big screen and listening to the beautiful piano sound, Xia wanted to help: "You cousin is amazing. This" Autumn Whispering "has been interpreted by her vividly. Without you, this time She won the piano competition. "
Song Zheng nodded in a deep sympathy, and suddenly he was a little tangled. He could see that Song Xue didn't care as much about the piano contest as he seemed, but he took it very seriously. If she won the championship that belongs to her, she would not really remember to hate ?
Although Song Xue never gave him a good look, he still regarded her as his sister in his heart.
"Forget it, the boat will go straight to the bridgehead. Let's talk about it in the final."
After the song, the applause of the audience sounded again, warmer than before. The audience in the audience was divided into three categories, one was the students of the conservatory, the other was the public who liked the piano, and the third was the family members of the players.
The host again appeared on the stage, and ten judges scored their scores.
When seeing the average number displayed on the big screen, the host could not help but say, "Congratulations to Song Xue on the 31st, scored 97 points, temporarily ranked first."
"Thank you, thank you judges." Song Xue bent a nice arc, and got up to salute.
When Song Xue stepped off the stage, Auntie was greeted with excitement: "Xiao Xue is good, she really is a mother's good daughter."
"Xiao Xue congratulations." Song Yan also walked up and smiled.
"Thank you." Song Xue responded with a smile.
This is the first time that Song Xue has smiled at himself, and Song Ye is quite relieved.
The game continues.
Xia Xiang appeared on the 59th stage. He played a more intense song, and finally scored an average of 92, ranking second.
The three people who had mocked Song Yong and Xia Xiang just now did not expect Xia Xiang's strength to be so arrogant, and their faces were a bit ugly.
Back in the background, Xia wanted to walk directly to the three men and provoked: "You have more skills than I can score."
"Suddenly, isn't it the second!" A high-necked youth Ayang retorted.
"Ha, I didn't have the ability to get the first because the first belongs to Grandma." As soon as the voice fell, Xia wanted to turn away.
Subconsciously, the three of them looked at Song Yan, secretly: "Is that kid really so powerful?"
Feeling the trio's gaze, Song Yan smiled at them, and the three quickly turned their heads.
Time passed and 87 came to power.
Coincidentally, No. 87 was actually the high-necked youth.
As a result, high-collar youth scored 89 points, temporarily ranking 14th.
"Well, 14th, yes, yes! There is indeed proud capital." Xia, who was standing at the entrance of the corridor, smiled at the sight of the other party.
"... You ...!" The high-necked youth was so angry that he was still a little bit happy to win the 14th place, and was ridiculed by Xia Xiang.
"Your name is Xia Xiang, don't bully people too much!" Two companions of the high-necked youth came up.
"It's so strange! It seems that I mocked him first!" Xia wanted to sneer.
At that moment, Song Ye appeared on the stage.
A Yan counted on her mind: "Xia think you dare to make a bet with us?"
"Say."
"Just bet your friend can get the first. If he gets the first, the three of us will voluntarily withdraw from the competition. If not, you and your friend will quit!"
After hearing that, Xia wanted to narrow his eyes and hesitated.
Seeing him hesitant, Ayan suddenly rejoiced and laughed: "What? Don't you dare, did you just say that your friend won first?"
"Hey, bragging and not breaking the law!" The high-collared young man's eyes brightened, and he felt that he had caught Xia Xiang's weakness, so he excited him with words.
After hearing the ridicule of the opponent, Xia wanted to be fooled: "Okay, I promise you, but I can't take the lead for Grandma. If I lose, I will retire and slap myself in the face!
"Okay, that's all!" Ayan agreed with a smile.
On the stage, Song Yan has begun playing.
This time he played "The Mark of the Rain", which he has played in a coffee shop, and is one of the ten songs presented by the system.
This is a lyrical song, with a delicate and elegant style, with a fresh taste unique to a shareholder.
"Another original song!"
Xia wanted to resist, but the high-necked young men's faces became very ugly. As soon as the so-called experts shot, they knew whether they were learning piano. How can I not see that Song Yun's piano has reached This is a particularly profound realm, not to mention that he plays original songs.
The original song will definitely add points to the judges.
Enter the scoring link.
When the average score of 99 appeared on the big screen, the high-necked youths' three faces turned pale instantly.
"Haha, I won!"
Xia wanted to cheer, then looked at the high-necked youth three-way: "You lost, isn't it time to fulfill our gambling contract?"
"This is a bet that Ayan made with you, it has nothing to do with me!" The high-collar young man suddenly said.
"Ayan you ...!" Ayan couldn't help getting angry when he heard Mayang's words.
"Ayan was right. Ayan made a bet. She didn't solicit the opinions of me and Ayang, so we don't have to fulfill the bet!" Another young man followed closely.
"You two ... so shameless!" A Yan was so speechless that they were so angry with their performance.
Xia Xiang was also stunned, and immediately raised his to the two of them: "I despise you, but you are still men!"
At that moment, Song Zheng returned to the background from the stage. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help coming forward and asked, "What's going on with Xia?"
Xia wanted to tell the story, and he was also very surprised. He did not expect that the two of them were so uncaring.
"Forget about Xia, it's not worth it to be angry with this kind of person!" Song Yan glanced at the other side and said.
"Boy, what do you mean?" Ma Yang stared angrily at Song Kun.
"That's what you think in your heart." Song Yan responded indifferently.
Hearing that, Ma Yang could not help but clenched his fists.
Xia wanted to see this, and came forward: "What? Want to fight, buddy to accompany me!"
"Ayan, forget it." Another young man pulled Ramayan's sleeve.
"Huh! Let's go." Ma Yang snorted coldly, and raged away.
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