Qin Hao finished playing, but the scene was still silent, as if he was still intoxicated by Qin Hao's performance just now.

Qin Hao, including the piano music, played for a total of five minutes.

But everyone at the scene was silent for a long time with great tacit understanding, and they were silent for nearly eight minutes!

In the past eight minutes, I don't know what kind of shock they have experienced in their hearts, I don't know how much Qin Hao's performance has been recalled, and I don't know how much they have been intoxicated!

Immediately, a round of applause rang out, and the applause slowly intensified like a prairie fire, and finally the audience applauded, and the sound was like thunder!

"Okay! This is definitely Lao Tzu, I have heard it in my life, and I have the coolest performance! It's great, fuck, I even have a feeling of having no regrets in this life!"

"Men should sing this kind of song!

"All of them are crying, tears are still hanging on their faces, that's right! Crying! Crying for Lao Tzu!"

One after another, one after another.

The applause is surging, and it has not fallen for a long time!

This time, they all applauded from the bottom of their hearts!

Their hands hurt, and they all clapped vigorously, venting their worship for Qin Hao!

The judges on the judges' bench now looked at Qin Hao with complicated eyes.

They originally thought that Qin Hao was here to be funny, but now they found that they had no beads.

"Scoring...... How much?"

Soon, this question silenced them.

"I think he played well, but he didn't have enough grade. Suddenly, the ponytail girl said with a somewhat unsightly face, as if she was a little insincere.

"Grade?"

Many people shook their heads, Qin Hao's piano performance just now can be described as almost perfect.

The powerful rhythm and the passionate tone require a high degree of difficulty to master. But Qin Hao is like a cloud, just this strength, all of them are ashamed of themselves.

"On fame, "In Praise of Love" is indeed world-famous, but I don't think art can judge heroes by fame, and it can't be judged by success or failure, grade setting, and style. ”

"Connotation, sensual pleasure, playing quality, etc., these things may be more important than fame. ”

"Every aspect of his performance gave me the feeling that it was perfect, and I felt the shock of my soul. Maybe ten days later, I will still remember Qin Zhiwen's "Praise of Love". But ten years later, I will only remember Qin Hao's "We Are Different". ”

A girl with long hair and a shawl said very objectively.

She is the president of the art club, and she was looking at Qin Hao with great appreciation at this time, and then she gave her score-

10 points!

Out!

This one should shock the audience's score, but at this moment, the judges seem extremely calm, it doesn't seem to be unexpected, and it seems that this is also a reasonable score in their hearts.

Finally, one by one, the judges gave the final score.

The ponytail girl, after being silent for a long time, showed a wry smile.

"Qin Zhiwen, I thought I would only be impressed by your piano, but this time, I found that I was wrong. I asked myself, he was indeed better than you, and I was amazed. You're not as good as him!"

The double ponytail girl also gave 10 points!

Qin Hao's final score - 10 points!

Out!

"Good!!"

Seeing this score, the audience immediately cheered, they were not shocked, some were just happy, they were very happy that Qin Hao was affirmed, because they all felt that Qin Hao deserved this score!

On the stage, Qin Hao smiled slightly and left gracefully, leaving the symphony group standing in place stupidly one by one.

Such warm applause at this scene was only for Qin Hao alone, but for this symphony troupe, it was more like a slap in the face, which made them extremely ashamed.

Qin Hao walked off the stage, and when he went behind the scenes, he happened to see that Qin Zhiwen looked annoyed, constantly hitting the wall with his fists, and kept sighing.

Chen Xinrou stood silently on the side, her face seemed to be extremely ugly, she never dreamed that Qin Hao could get a full score! If she hadn't witnessed everything with her own eyes, she would never have believed it!

"Yo, how badly hit?"

Qin Hao looked at Qin Zhiwen, and he said jokingly.

The corners of Qin Zhiwen's mouth trembled, he was indeed hit like crazy! This piano was his last pride, he originally wanted to turn over by this, but he never dreamed that he would be hit by Qin Hao again!

Before he turned over, he was directly shot to death by Qin Hao!

Now in front of Qin Hao, what pride does he have?

Even Qin Zhiwen himself couldn't say it!

He felt a deep frustration and a deep powerlessness, as if he were facing a mountain that he could not climb!

"Don't be complacent, you're only two points above us!"

After Qin Zhiwen gritted his teeth, he wanted to maintain his last face!

"Really?"

Qin Hao smiled faintly and said as he walked: "You scored 9.8 points because you only have so much strength. And I got 10 points because there are only so many total points! As for the real difference, if you look at the sky, you may be able to see how big it is!"

"You!"

Qin Zhiwen covered his chest suddenly, Qin Hao's words caused him a critical hit! He almost spurted out a mouthful of blood!

But he had nothing to say, because even in his own heart, he was powerless to refute Qin Hao's words.

Suddenly, Qin Zhiwen collapsed to the ground as if his strength was drained, as if with a click, his last face was also shattered by Qin Hao's bombardment.

Chen Xinrou wanted to comfort Qin Zhiwen, but she couldn't find the words, then she looked at Qin Hao's back, she smiled bitterly, and found that maybe she was not qualified to comfort Qin Zhiwen at all, right?

Two losers, here secretly sad.

In fact, Chen Xinrou was very envious of Qin Zhiwen, in her opinion, Qin Hao's revenge on Qin Zhiwen was enough.

Qin Hao's sentence will never be let go, it is enough for Qin Zhiwen.

But what about her?

Chen Xinrou felt extremely panicked, she knew that Qin Hao's revenge was far from over for her.

"How the hell are you going to punish me?"

Chen Xinrou bit her lip tightly, her face was already extremely pale, and she was a little panicked.

The art will continue.

But after listening to Qin Hao's performance, Qin Zhiwen's piano music became boring, and other people's were even more disappointing, and the best of the next few programs was 7.5 points.

In the end, Qin Hao won the first place this time without any suspense and won a full house.

Zhao Mengke also had no suspense, and was very 'considerate' to help Qin Hao get the bonus! She smiled happily, and her cute face was full of happiness.

After the perfect ending, Qin Hao and others came out of the performing arts center.

"Qin Hao, you really didn't disappoint me. Zhao Mengke was still old-fashioned, patted Qin Hao's shoulder, thinking of how charming Qin Hao was when he played just now, her face swelled with a touch of crimson.

"I felt the pressure. Qin Hao said solemnly.

"What pressure?" Zhao Mengke asked curiously.

At this time, Qin Hao was at a thirty-six degree angle, looked up at the sky, and said with a deep face: "Now the world is in chaos, a good and handsome man like me, walking on the street, for fear that some beautiful women can't help but use force on me! Hey, sad!

Burst.

Zhao Mengke couldn't cry or laugh, and was defeated by Qin Hao.

Gu Qinyue covered her mouth and snickered.

At this moment, Qin Hao was stunned for a moment, he met with someone he knew.

This person is Cheng Yong's son, Cheng Ming.

Cheng Ming obviously just came out of the performing arts center, he was also stunned, and then looked at Qin Hao with a complicated expression, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but it was difficult to speak.

After Cheng Ming hesitated for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth, and finally walked over to Qin Hao and said, "Qin Hao, I have a request. ”

"Say it. Qin Hao nodded.

At this time, Cheng Ming was silent for a while, and said, "In a few days, I hope you can attend Sister Junjun's funeral." ”