Chapter 7: Talent Contest

Because of the reason that he was going to participate in the campus talent competition today, Shao Diheng came to Concord School half an hour earlier than before.

When I came to the dressing room, dozens of children were chattering inside.

One of the children wore kittens, trees, foxes and other makeup costumes to the lines, and on the other side, a group of children wearing uniform suits and bows were playing with each other, and several makeup artists were busy helping others put on makeup.

This year's campus talent competition stipulates that each class will perform one program, and the number of performers is not limited.

Xiehe Primary School has a total of six grades, each grade has six classes, which has 36 programs, and some classes still perform collective recitation, chorus, etc., and the whole dressing room is almost unfitted. Because the order of performances starts from the lower grades, the later seniors can only line up outside.

After waiting for nearly 20 minutes, it was finally Shao Diheng's turn.

"Hey, little master?" the makeup artist who was about to put on Shao Diheng's makeup suddenly spoke.

"Are you, Aunt Mei?" Shao Diheng remembered, this makeup artist seemed to be one of the makeup artists on Baozhu Terrace.

"The young master still remembers me. Aunt Mei said happily.

"Aunt Mei, why are you here?" Shao Diheng wondered.

"Young master, I don't know, your school will borrow makeup artists, costume artists, and even your performance costumes from our TV station for the talent competition every year, most of which are from our TV station!" Aunt Mei explained.

"Oh!" Shao Diheng reacted, after all, the program of this talent show is different every year, and it is too cost-effective to throw away this costume once it is performed, so it is better to cooperate directly with the TV station.

"Young master, I didn't expect you to perform on stage this year, so you have to work hard later!" Aunt Mei encouraged.

"Haha, you can rest assured about this, Aunt Mei, the program I prepared, I don't dare to be the first in the year, and I can't run away from the first grade!" Shao Diheng was very confident in the piano piece he was about to perform.

"Hmph, of course you don't dare to pack the first place of the year, because I booked it!" a voice interjected.

Who's going to drag you more than me?!

Shao Diheng turned around and saw a little girl with a mushroom head and a white princess dress staring at him with a pair of big and round eyes.

"Remember me, I'm the fourth class of the first grade, Deng Shuying! The fourth program is mine!" the little girl proudly raised her chin and turned away.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that this little girl's eyes were very aura, and her actions were very calm, and she didn't have the nervousness of other people at all, Shao Diheng thought that she was not a relation, after all, she was really too short, and she didn't look like she was six years old.

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"Thank you to the students of the third class of the first year for bringing us a wonderful recitation, and we have invited Deng Shuying, a student from the fourth class of the first year, to play the original piano song "Dream Amusement Park" for us!"

Deng Shuying walked into the stage and said to the audience: "Hello teachers, classmates! I am Deng Shuying from the fourth class of the year, and I will play "Dream Amusement Park" for everyone!"

After saying that, he bowed, walked to the piano, raised his hands gently, put his hands on the black and white keys, and brewed for about three seconds before starting to play.

At this time, Shao Diheng was also quietly watching in the background.

In just half a minute after Deng Shuying came to power, Shao Diheng can be sure that this little girl who has a faint bearing on everyone is definitely not something that ordinary families can cultivate, she must have received professional training since she was a child!

The pace, the speed of speech, the bow, and even the starting gesture, the whole person seems to have been born for art.

The jingling piano sounds, and the rhythm is sometimes gentle, sometimes tight, sometimes lyrical, sometimes heavy.

All the listeners reminisced about the happy times when they were lost in the amusement park.

Remember the thrill of the roller coaster?

Do you remember the apprehension of the jumping machine stopping in the air?

Remember the warmth of the merry-go-round?

Remember the tension in a haunted house?

Remember the sweetness of sharing a snow strip in the long human dragon?

......

Everyone present will be able to get their own memories back from this piano piece!

"Sure enough, there is no air cannon, there is something!" Shao Diheng squinted his eyes, he could create a song of this quality, but it was the result of nearly forty years of immersion in the music world in his two lives!

If this girl can really create such a song at this age, then her talent is definitely the top!

After the song, Deng Shuying stood up and bowed again!

"Shuying, I want to ask, did you complete this piece?" the principal who sat in the middle of the judges' seat asked, "Of course, I don't question Shuying's ability, but this creativity is also a kind of talent, which will directly affect our scoring, so I want to confirm it." โ€

"Hmm...... Actually, I wrote the tune, but my mom helped me fine-tune a few notes. Deng Shuying grabbed the microphone with both hands and twisted her body, as if she was a little embarrassed.

"Oh, it seems that Shuying's mother is also a musical talent. A teacher exclaimed.

"Of course, my mother is a graduate of the Modu Conservatory of Music!" It seems that Deng Shuying is very proud of her mother.

But this is really something to be proud of, you must know that Deng Shuying is in the first grade this year, then her mother is likely to be born in the 70s, or even in the 60s!

"Then Shuying must work hard and take your mother as an example!" the principal encouraged him again before writing down his rating on a piece of paper.

Shao Diheng estimated in his heart that Deng Shuying's piano piece is indeed a good product, but there is still a lot of gap between it and the piece he plays, after all, that piece was written by a master composer, and many people who don't like light music also call it the Divine Comedy!

"What's the matter, are you afraid?!" Deng Shuying came to Shao Diheng, saw that he was in a daze, and asked proudly with his hands folded.

"It's barely passable, it's comparable to the level of composition when I was three years old!" Shao Diheng deliberately said to her.

"What? Your three-year-old level?! Okay, listen to what you say, what you can play is also a piece of music that you composed yourself, right? Then I'm going to listen to what level you are now!" Deng Shuying blushed, of course, it was not because she was ashamed, but because she was angry, and then she strode away.

This Qi cultivation kung fu is not in place yet!

Because Shao Diheng is in the first class of the second year, after Deng Shuying's performance, two more people will arrive at him, he tidied up his collar again, put his hands back with a hairstyle, and was ready to play.

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"Thanks to the students of the fifth class of the year for bringing us such a meaningful stage play, so far, all the programs of the first grade have been performed, I believe that the judges have selected their own grade best, but don't be anxious, after all the grades have performed, we will calculate it uniformly, and then everyone will know who can win the best performance award of the first grade! Without further ado, we will officially start the performance of the second grade, and we have invited Shao Diheng, a student from the first class of the second grade, to play the original piano song for us Summerใ€‹!โ€

This host is really verbose.

Shao Diheng complained in his heart, and then walked towards the stage.