A few days later—

In the backstage of the huge and empty venue, Feng Tianming repeatedly admonished.

"Don't be nervous, Dad is also here at this age..."

"Just play your strength normally, don't be too nervous..."

The old couple looked at Feng Yi with concern.

Feng Yi just smiled slightly: "Well, I will... I am your son, and I will never disgrace you!"

He took a deep breath and left all his worries and entanglements behind.

"There's nothing to be afraid of anymore, isn't it just a little junior competition..."

Looking at the small number of people in front of the stage, most of them are over fifty years old, they are silently waiting for the new generation of guqin seedlings to play.

There are not many people, but they are all the backbone of the guqin industry.

Feng Yi saw the old couple on the stage and looked at him with a look of relief.

The encouragement on the faces of the two of them gave strength in their own way.

An inexplicable emotion gushed out.

I found it, maybe I found it, I can play the power of emotion, I can play the piano of emotion...

Just when Feng Yi was thinking, another figure came into view.

Looking at this figure, Feng Yi suddenly felt that something in his heart had collapsed.

That familiar and unfamiliar figure, in the deepest part of memory...

The heart is in turmoil again.

...

"I didn't expect her to chase here. Li Yu looked at Ding Lian, who was wearing a cleaner's uniform in front of him, and was a little surprised and shocked.

At this time, Ding Lian was silently cleaning the surroundings of the venue, but her eyes still glanced up from time to time, and there were extremely complex emotional fluctuations in her eyes.

I thought she had given up, but what I didn't expect was that she actually chased here.

It was enough to work as a cleaner at this venue and be able to look at his son from afar.

"Since you have such perseverance, such awareness... Admire. Li Yu said softly: "Then what's the harm in helping you?"

Li Yu used the concealment technique and came to Ding Lian.

Her body was so weak that she would take two steps to take a breath to relieve the heavy breathing and pain.

Li Yu sighed: "It's not easy to take on the work of a cleaner with such a high intensity with her current body... No, it's a tough thing. ”

She's holding on.

To be able to enter the venue at the speed of light in five days, you must have paid a lot of costs, such as reducing wages, or not paying salaries, increasing the workload, or taking all the workload.

For the sake of just looking at his own children from afar.

Looking at Ding Lian's back, Li Yu shook his head and said.

"What a great power..."

...

Soon, this guqin competition for teenagers began.

The technique is skillful, and the notes played are very standard.

But there is no emotion in it, let alone the audience, the judges all look like they have no fluctuations in their hearts, looking at the stage with a lethargic look.

"No feelings, no feelings, these piano sounds, no feelings... This year's guqin contestants are really not good..."One of the elderly judges sighed: "Our guqin world has really reached the point of scarcity..."

"Don't be so demanding, someone will learn it, the guqin itself has the limitations of appreciation, and similar guzheng is different, the guqin is pleasing to oneself, the guzheng is pleasing to others, people who can feel the beauty of the guqin are quite rare, you see this time to participate in the competition performance, which is not a parent has a certain guqin foundation to come, many people do not have the conditions to contact the guqin at all, and the average parent will only let them learn the piano violin and other talents. Another judge said lightly: "Besides, don't be too impetuous, they are just children, they haven't experienced anything, they can't play the rhyme of the guqin at all, when they are older and have experienced more things, the rhyme will naturally come out, I think now they are still mainly honing their skills... You can pass the tricks. ”

However, the old judge shook his head and said: "Who said that young people can't play feelings, the last time I went to listen to the Taoist priest's Chu Ge, that feeling really made me unforgettable for the rest of my life, even... The picture was directly embodied in front of me... The pinnacle of the piano is well deserved. ”

"You've said it so many times, we're tired of hearing it, it's really like you say, why have you been obscure before... Maybe it's really good, but I can only judge when I actually hear his sound, so I'd better be conservative for now, after all, what you're saying is really godly. ”

Just when the old judges wanted to say something, there was a hint of chaos in the guqin sound on the stage.

It's so messy that even the notes are played incorrectly.

This performance made the judges and the audience frown.

"It's... I remember it's the son of the old Feng family?" The female judge frowned and said: "The old Feng family is also a well-known guqin family, how can you train such a son, even the notes are played wrong, this basic skill is not good." ”

"Is it because this is an old man who is too doting, this level is not good at all, maybe it's not because the basic skills are not good... Maybe it's stage fright?"

"Stage fright is also a sign of basic skills..."

The judges sighed repeatedly, secretly feeling that Feng Tianming's family had not cultivated a good successor.

Feng Tianming in the audience also looked at Feng Yi playing on the stage with a worried face, and muttered.

"Son, what's going on, why is he suddenly absent-minded... Even the notes were played incorrectly... Usually he doesn't do this, even if he can't play real feelings, he knows this basic note by heart. ”

Feng Tianming's wife also said.

"Our son's heart is suddenly in turmoil, is he thinking of something again..."

Feng Yi on the stage was also anxious and upset.

"Why is my piano sound so messy, will my parents scold me, damn it, what should I do... What to do... It's all her fault, it's all her fault! If it weren't for her, my heart wouldn't be messed up, I wouldn't let my parents down, what should I do now, I can't play the piano properly..."

The more I think about it, the more confused I become, and the more chaotic my heart becomes, the more chaotic the sound of the piano becomes.

Feng Yi wanted to give up.

After so many years of practice, it was such a humiliating result.

Whose fault is it?

It's all her fault, it's all her fault...

Why show up at this time, at the most important time in his life!

"Ahh

Just when Feng Yi wanted to smash the piano manically, a flower suddenly appeared in front of him...

The scene in front of me was distorted.

Not in the venue.

It's a place covered in ice and snow—