Looking at the contestant information registration form in front of him, the first thing that came to Qin Jian's mind was what Liao Linjun had just said to him not long ago.

"When filling in the player's personal information form, you can only fill in He Jing's name in the instructor column, understand?"

Only.

Qin Jian remembered that Liao Linjun's expression was very serious at that time.

Also understood.

The original intention of participating in this competition is indeed complicated, but up to now, all I have done is practice, and everything else is He Jing's cooking.

moved out of the school to live together, to the other party inexplicably went to Haishi, and then took himself to find Liao Linjun's door, and finally came to Yanjing together.

Qin Jian saw all this in his eyes, although he had never really thanked him, but along the way, he silently saved up a lot of energy in his heart.

I don't know when, deep down in his heart, the meaning of this competition is not just about individuals.

There must be another person's name here.

This is a special kind of bundle.

So when He Jing told Qin Jian's instructor to fill in the name "Zhou Rong" in the column, Qin Jian was annoyed.

"If you are a student of the dean of the Haishi Conservatory of Music to participate in the competition, will it seem that your status in the arena is more special, or is there any special treatment?"

After vaguely perceiving the meaning, Qin Jian was even more annoyed.

Thirty seconds of silence.

He Jing didn't say anything, just stuffed an ID card into the palm of the other party's hand.

"Let's go inside. ”

After Qin Jian turned around and walked into the office, He Jing sighed softly.

The warm sun shining through the glass window of the hallway shone on her face.

Then one figure after another appeared in the hallway.

The lens didn't stretch any longer.

......

The opening ceremony is completely over, and the countdown to the competition has officially begun.

There are three hours and five minutes left.

After noon, the whole theater was temporarily quiet.

Only the endless stream of streets in front of the gate and banners waving in the air indicate that this was only a moment.

Across the street.

Yuefu piano room.

In the hall, the master hired two people to sit side by side, one with Erlang's legs crossed and the other looking at the ceiling.

On such a special day, the hall, which was supposed to be constantly crowded, was unusually deserted at this time.

"Wulian, you don't have to work today. ”

"Boss, you have to work today. ”

"Check the instrument again?"

"No need. ”

The boss lowered his legs, got up and walked towards the door, "Remember to close the door." ”

"Walk slowly. ”

After half a ring, the young clerk also stood up, took out a sign with "Closed" written on the bar and hung it on the glass window.

Then he left with a small box on his back, and pulled down the door before leaving.

......

14:20。

Zhongshan Concert Hall opened.

"Please bring your documents to the Peony Hall for the lottery..."

"Please..."

Outside the gate, the radio looped.

"Come on Qin Jian, I can accompany you in from the second round. ”

"What if I get out of this round?"

"You dare. ”

"Hahaha, let's go, let's go, sister, go back to the hotel and wait for me, it's cold here." ”

Qin Jian turned around and waved his hand as he spoke, joined the crowd of people dressed up, and walked towards the concert hall.

I showed my participation card and entered the arena smoothly.

From the outside, the whole concert hall is quite well configured, and the traditional wooden structure and multi-level trapezoidal seating better integrate aesthetic and auditory arts.

It's just that the auditorium is a little dark.

As a piano arena, this hall can accommodate about 500 spectators, which is neither big nor small

There were two rows of figures in the front seat in the middle.

Qin Jian counted, fourteen seats in the front row, three seats in the back row, exactly seventeen.

17. Judging Seats.

Most of the lights in the concert hall fell in front of the black grand piano on the stage.

on a red chest.

With the cooperation of the staff, according to the order of filling in the list, each contestant needs to appear on the stage in turn to grab their own performance number.

There are 30 players, many of whom have known each other for a long time or have played against each other in another arena, during which there are occasional simple exchanges, but only simple greetings.

This represents the most potential group in the Chinese piano world, and at present, no one is a guest.

The process of drawing lots is carried out in an orderly manner, and each number is taken out, and the staff will announce it directly.

"Tian Qiusheng, No. 1. ”

...

"Li Zhiyun, No. 2"

...

...

"Li Zhuangzhuang, No. 18. ”

With the broadcast of the staff, the audience sighed softly, and obviously some people were still envious of being able to play in this position.

The young man on the stage looked happy, bowed slightly to the audience shyly, and then returned to the contestants' seats.

"Next, Qin Jian. ”

When the announcer takes the roll call again.

Qin Jian, who was sitting alone in a corner, put on his coat and got up and walked towards the stage.

Just as he handed over the selected number to the announcer, he turned to face the audience.

On the scattered seats of the contestants, a soft exclamation sounded.

"Zhao .. Zhao Yu?!"

The voice was not loud, but it was enough to attract the attention of others, and many players looked at the sound.

Seeing this, the girl hurriedly covered her mouth, but her eyes were still full of incredulity.

"What's wrong, Rarity? do you know him?" the boy next to the girl wondered.

The girl shook her head unconsciously, and for a while she only had in her mind the expression and demeanor of a young man in black standing in front of a piano on the stage of a certain night, a certain dining bar.

At that moment, at this moment.

"Qin Jian, No. 21. ”

Ignoring the small commotion in the audience, Qin Jian also bent down slightly and returned to his seat.

Only this time, the lonely corner has attracted many eyes.

Some people were curious about the name they had never heard before, and many more were curious about what secrets were hidden in the bandaged left hand.

And another lonely corner of the seating.

A pair of slender hands opened a notebook, and under the dim light, it quickly flipped up.

......

The lottery is coming to an end.

The last girl in the pink dress was obviously unlucky, got the only remaining No. 2, and left the stage in frustration.

The staff removed the pick-up box.

A professional technician takes the stage to move the piano to the very center of the stage.

After a short period of debugging, he made an OK gesture to the center of the judges' bench.

The light refocused again, and eight sets of bright warm light hit the piano.

The temperature of the stage gradually rises.

"Let's get started. ”

During the judges' seat, a voice full of air and a little majestic voice sounded, and the entire hall was pulled into an extremely tense atmosphere for a moment.

However.

You're all set.

.....

"The first player to appear in this round of preliminaries is Tian Qiusheng, selected by the Suzhou Provincial Musicians Association. ”

"He will bring the following repertoire, [Chopin Etude Op10 . no4】。 ”

"Instructor, Peng Jingyi. ”

As the announcement in the hall sounded, a young man with a small figure stood up and walked to the stage under the eyes of everyone.

As the first player to take the court, he has a steady pace and gives a sense of confidence.

After arriving at the center of the stage, he smiled and bowed to the judges' seat.

I sat down at the piano, adjusted my sitting position, and raised my hands.

I saw his arm move slightly, and the next second.

Ten fingers fall in an instant!

Torrent surging!

Chopin's elegant, fluent air and unhindered flow instantly detonated the audience.

Prologue Battle.

Reveal.