: Three hundred and seven. The Quiet Princess

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The tune becomes low in the second part, but it does not go down all at once, but in the first part, there is a trend, and the same trend is continued in the second part.
At the beginning of the third part, the tune suddenly became very slow and soft, and finally stopped directly. It was as if the sky suddenly changed from dusk to night.
Liu Manman squeezed his hand, is this song over here?
of course not.
After three seconds of silence, Xia Yu's fingers moved again, and a brisk melody appeared again.
Yes, it is the appearance of "again".
Liu Manman opened her eyes wide, and she discovered what she had missed before, it was such a melody.
This melody appears many times in the prelude, in the first part, and in the second part. However, it appears hidden, and only a small section of it appears every time, and it is fully revealed at this time.
The brisk melody kept repeating.
Smoothing his frowning brows, Liu Manman continued to watch the images that appeared in his mind.
Under the brisk melody, the night seemed to suddenly become clear.
No, it's not clear, this melody has already been involved.
This melody seems to be hidden in the picture...a small flower.
In the daytime, behind the sunlight, the grass, and the butterfly, the flower is swaying. At dusk, the butterfly disappears, the sunlight fades, and the grass is quiet. The flower becomes slightly more obvious.
And in the third part, at night, the sunlight disappeared, the grass fell asleep, and the picture went into darkness. It was originally a shot of the entire grassland, and suddenly zoomed in and got in front of the flower.
The audience was surprised that the flower, the flower that quietly grew in the corner, was so clean and sober.
In their minds, they recalled day and dusk, and the swaying of flowers.
The melody does not repeat infinitely, it becomes scattered again, hidden behind the newly appeared beat.
It's already bright.
Stopping his palm, Xia Yu stood up.
The audience burst into applause.
The judges on the stage were discussing excitedly.
The host came to the stage, and she started to introduce other games before playing.
This practice of playing first and then speaking is of great benefit to good music. After listening to good music, people will be more curious about the music and the player and composer, but after listening to bad music, the audience will also Will completely lose interest in understanding.
Xia Yu's tune is undoubtedly the former.
The host looked at the card in his hand: "Thank you Mr. Xia Yu for the wonderful performance. The name of this piece is Princess Quiet. It is a very beautiful piece. The composer and performer are both Mr. Xia Yu... …"
While talking, the host was puzzled, how come this person named Xia Yu hasn't heard of this, is there such a person in the Conservatory?
He simply said the information that Xia Yu had filled in before, and handed the microphone to the judges and teachers.
The judges looked at each other. They could say something about the previous song and give a little advice, but this song, they couldn't do it!
Moreover, this link has been decided to be the link recommended by the judges, and they want to flatter a little bit.
They are all aka composers and performers. They had never thought before that this arrangement would encounter such an embarrassing situation.
They are going to pass the test, but the host is very enthusiastic and keeps asking them to comment.
After a few perfunctory sentences, the judges immediately let Xia Yu step down.
At this time, the judges had not yet recognized Xia Yu because of the fixed mindset and the embarrassment of the heart.
The same goes for a group of players in the audience.
Looking at Xia Yu who returned to his seat and sat down, Lao Zheng and Lao Gang held each other's hand in a daze.
What Xia Yu did at this time can be compared with a scene.
Huashan Lunjian, Lao Zheng, Lao Gang, and a group of martial artists gathered in Huashan to fight for fame and fortune. With the help of the Nine Yin Scriptures and Lao Gang with the Nine Suns, he defeated a group of martial artists, stood on the top of Mount Hua, and started the final fight.
Jiuyin changes a lot, and the Jiuyang is majestic. The two are not in the same position, they are fighting happily.
At this time, there was an explosion from the horizon, and Xia Yu stepped on the flying sword and came over them.
Then, Xia Yu made another move to unite the sword and cut the top of Huashan Mountain.
The mentality of Lao Zheng and Lao Gang collapsed on the spot.
We are competing in martial arts, this is a world of martial arts! Why are you flying with the sword and belonging to the Wanjian dynasty? Your world level is wrong!
You are a sword fairy in the world of Xianxia, ​​come to our world of Wuxia and compete with ordinary people like us for the world's number one!
Their hearts are bitter, but they can't say anything.
Although Xia Yu is a sword fairy, he is also a person in this world, so why shouldn't let anyone participate in the world?
They grabbed each other's hand, and they all tried their best to look at each other with sadness on their faces.
Compared with them, the mood of the rest of the players is more stable.
One player poked another player: "Don't you say that there is no suspense in this kind of game, and it is impossible to kill a dark horse?"
"Hey, why did you wrong people? When did I say such things!" The other party refused to admit it.
Without paying attention to the two people's quarrel, Xia Yu looked at Lao Zheng who was walking towards the stage.
After Lao Zheng started to play, he was relieved.
Listening to what these people just played so hard, I thought Lao Zheng would play a good piece of music. As a result, the level of LV3 music creation was two grades behind his LV5 music.
After listening to Xia Yu's performance, the audience was no longer interested in this kind of music. When it came to the judges session, the judges also took out the grievances they had received with Xia Yu and spoke about Lao Zheng fiercely.
Old Zheng came down with a sullen face, and the players who went up behind did not make it well.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the game is over, and the host takes the stage to make a summary. After the summary, the ranking is the ranking, and then the meeting can be over.
After the meeting ended, it was time for Xia Yu to start business.
Lao Zheng and Lao Gang had recovered their emotions at this time. They sat next to Xia Yu and asked Xia Yu: "Brother, which class are you in, please mention us when you have time."
"Class 3~EbookFREE.me~ Xia Yu replied.
"Piano class three for the freshman, I've written it down."
"No." Xia Yugang was about to explain, the host had already read the ranking of this competition.
The host looked at the card in his hand: "There is no suspense for the first place, it is the third class of Ouwen..."
Halfway through, the host was stunned.
Does their music school have a district literacy class? Isn’t district literature an abbreviation for district literature, a modern term for Chinese literature?
He skipped the class and talked directly about Xia Yu.
At this time, the player who had been suspicious before heard the words Owen, and he had a scary guess in his heart.
He asked Xiang Xia Yu: "Which department are you from?"
"What department?" The friends around thought he was crazy. This is a composition and performance competition. How could someone who came here have other lines?