Zhuge Haoran is in the sixth grade at the beginning of school, Hulusi has been studying for almost two years, and has always been the best in the art class.

"Okay, don't get carried away first! There are mountains outside the mountains, there are people outside the people, don't look at your excellent performance in the art class, you will know that there are more people than you when you go to Beijing! Teacher Du said, let you start practicing hard tomorrow, and participate in the competition in half a month. ”

He Rulan tapped her son's head with her hand, "Your problem is that you can't keep improving anything, you feel that you can relax when you understand, and your academic performance is too, obviously you are a very smart child, every time you take the exam, you either write the wrong side, or you point to the wrong decimal point, it's all careless, you have to correct this problem!"

"Yes! Queen!" Zhuge Haoran made an exaggerated grimace, took an ice cream from the refrigerator and ate it and went back to his room, he had to practice the song he learned last time, otherwise Teacher Du would have to criticize himself again tomorrow!

After a while, the hut came out of the melodious gourd music "Dancing Song", which is a classic work by the famous performance educator Li Chunhua, and is adapted from the music materials of the Naxi people in Lijiang, Yunnan.

In the whole music, many places use Boeing, overlapping, beating, and virtual finger vibrato, which requires very high basic skills of the fingers, and it is very important to be flexible, free, and in place, and the "beating" of the fingers.

Zhuge Huaizhi sat on the sofa and listened intently to his son's performance, smiling knowingly from time to time, "I said, this kid is okay!"

"Look at you, it's good if you say it's good? This has to be guided by a professional teacher, and the teacher says it's really good!"

He Rulan laughed in her heart, this man values his children more than women, as long as the child has a little achievement, Zhuge Huaizhi is more happy than his own achievements!

Zhuge Haoran played more than a dozen times in a row, becoming more and more skillful over and over again, maybe he felt very satisfied, when he came out of the room, the pace was as proud as he was about to walk on the podium!

The next day, when he went to the art class, Zhuge Haoran proudly played "Dancing Song", and waited for Mr. Du to praise him, but he didn't expect that not only did he not wait for the praise, but he was also picked a bunch of faults by the teacher.

"Haoran, you are already very skillful in playing, but the details are not enough! The prelude is still too bland, the breath should be weak at the beginning, and gradually strengthen later, add the air tremor sound to this place, and then the breath will gradually weaken at the end, so that it will sound like a sense of ups and downs!" Teacher Du patiently helped him analyze.

"The teacher's requirements are too high, isn't it? I'm so proficient that I'm still not satisfied! It's so harsh!" Haoran felt a little impatient and a little frustrated.

"The slow portamento should be in place, and the fingers should be controlled and accurate, not too fast. There are also a few bars of Allegro, the rhythm of the beating and double voicing must be steady, and the breath must still be controlled, otherwise it will sound very messy, do you remember clearly?"

Mr. Du seemed to see through his careful thinking, and said with a smile: "Don't think that the teacher is harsh, you must pursue excellence in everything, maybe you think you have played very proficiently, but if you listen carefully to Mr. Li's original performance, the gap is too big!"

"This time we went to Beijing to compete, and the young players of the same age all over the country should not be taken lightly!"

Zhuge Haoran nodded, and practiced little by little according to the teacher's instructions, and every time he played to a place where he couldn't pass the test, Mr. Du took the trouble to point over and over again, until Zhuge Haoran mastered all the technical difficulties proficiently.

From that day on, Zhuge Haoran listened to Mr. Li's original performance over and over again at home, and the more he listened, the more he found that he was 108,000 miles away from the teacher's level, which also made him practice harder, sometimes blowing dozens of times in the morning, He Rulan said with a smile, I am about to learn to listen to you play every day!

Finally, on the day of departure, the three teachers of the art class led the team, and ten young contestants, including Zhuge Haoran, got on the train to Beijing.

At half past eighteen o'clock in the evening, the train opened, and the No. 12 sleeper carriage in which Zhuge Haoran rode was very lively, and the ten children talked and sang and sang, walking around the carriage, very excited, until ten o'clock in the evening, after the carriage lights out, they each returned to their beds and lay down.

Zhuge Haoran's bunk is an upper bunk, before the lights go out, he climbs up and down like a monkey, I don't know how many times, until the lights go out, he still lies in the dark with his eyes open and can't sleep for a long time.

The train headed towards Beijing in the night, until five o'clock in the morning, Zhuge Haoran was woken up by the teacher, and exchanged tickets with the attendant's aunt, and there was still half an hour before Beijing Station arrived!

Zhuge Haoran packed his luggage, sat on the side seat of the sleeper car, looked at the gradually clear sky outside the window, and was about to enter the station, more and more rows of high-rise buildings, endless streams of cars and hurried crowds appeared outside the car window, Zhuge Haoran came to Beijing for the first time, and was deeply shocked by the prosperity and majesty of the capital before he got off the car!

Finally arrived at the station, the three teachers organized the children to line up out of the station together, in the station square, on the bus of the organizing committee to pick up the station, the children excitedly looked at the scenery on both sides of the street, singing and laughing all the way to the competition venue.

The venue of this competition is located in the Jinggong Building, which is a high-rise building with more than 30 floors, the first to 20th floors are hotels, and then there are office buildings, and almost all the young players and teachers from all over the country who participated in the finals stayed in this hotel.

Zhuge Haoran They live on the sixteenth floor, the restaurant is located on the second floor, the name is Heerdifferent Restaurant, which can accommodate thousands of people to dine together at the same time, mainly buffet, each meal provides dozens of dishes and more than a dozen staple foods, Zhuge Haoran has never seen so many dishes put together, and you can take whatever you want to eat, Liu Qing, the little fat man who participated in the gourd silk group competition with him, was overjoyed, and was ready to eat!

Liu Qing's plate is filled with sausages and fried eggs, a pointed plate of Yangzhou fried rice, and another plate with a variety of dim sum and a cup of chocolate drink.

Liu Qing also wanted to get some braised pork ribs and stewed chicken with mushrooms, spicy crab or something, but was stopped by Zhuge Haoran, he remembered that before coming, his mother had instructed him to eat lightly before the game, and not to overeat, so as not to have gastrointestinal discomfort, affect the performance on the spot, and even endanger health.

Zhuge Haoran looked at the dense variety of delicious food on the table in the cafeteria, swallowed his saliva, silently filled a bowl of white porridge, an omelette and two slices of bread, and two spoonfuls of Yangzhou fried rice, took half an apple, and walked back to his seat.

"My mother said that if you are full and hungry and sing, you have to eat enough to blow the gourd silk!" Liu Qing didn't listen to him, sat down and ate three plates of food!

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Chapter 123: Entering Beijing to compete