Chapter 168, the Great Demon King is here!
"Buzz!"
As soon as Li Zhifan quit reading the letter, his mobile phone suddenly vibrate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Reminder: You have a red envelope that you haven't claimed!
As soon as he saw this line of words displayed at the top of the screen, Li Zhifan hurriedly clicked into the group chat, and without thinking about it, he was ruthless on the red envelope.
Grab the red envelope!
With a shake of the little hand, the red envelope arrives!
This time, there was no case where the first bag was snatched up.
watched the red envelope open, and then a line of words was displayed:
[Congratulations, you grabbed Xue Zhiqian's "Actor", which has been put into the backpack and can be withdrawn and used!]
Actor?
This Xue Zhiqian is an actor?
Or did he send another actor skill?
Li Zhifan opened his backpack, and there was a note icon lying quietly inside, with the words underneath: Actor!
It doesn't matter if it's a skill or something else, let's click on it and see if it's going to happen.
With such a mentality, Li Zhifan opened this "Actor".
For a moment, my body trembled as if I had been electrocuted, and then a music player seemed to be turned on in my mind, and it turned out to be a piece of music floating out.
In front of him, a strange picture appeared in the void: on a gray picture, there was a man dressed in black and wearing a black top hat, with a puff of white smoke floating on his chest, and the three words "Xue Zhiqian" were written on the right, and the word in the middle was handwritten, which was very distinctive, and the legs below were covered by white stripes, and it read: gentleman!
Before I had time to find out what this picture meant, lines of text scrolled on the image.
Actor - Xue Zhiqian
Lyrics and music: Xue Zhiqian
Arranger: Zheng Wei/Zhang Baoyu
Producer, backing vocals: Zhao Yingjun
Recording engineer: Wang Xiaohai
Mixer, mastering engineer: Bao Rui
……
It turned out to be a song!
In fact, when he saw that line of text, Li Zhifan knew it.
When the first vocals played in his head and the lyrics came out in front of his eyes, he was even more sure that it was a song.
At the same time, he also knew one thing - Xue Zhiqian was just a nickname in the group, and his real name was Xue Zhiqian.
Li Zhifan couldn't help but smile bitterly, how much this guy wants everyone to know him!
The songs in his mind were looped over and over again, and the lyrics and notes were brainwashed and imprinted in Li Zhifan's memory, if it wasn't the scene of the piano competition, he would have sung it.
But I don't know how long it took.
Li Zhifan was still looping the single song "Actor" in his mind, and Qin Cheng next to him pushed him with his elbow: "Hey, it's almost you, prepare in advance!"
"Huh?"
The song in my head suddenly broke.
Li Zhifan came back to his senses and glanced at the stage, where it was the Thai player Chachai playing at this time.
I glanced at the time when I woke up the phone screen, and it was actually ten forty.
I actually listened to it for an hour and a half?
"So fast?" Li Zhifan asked Qin Cheng in a low voice, "Then the amateur youth group is finished?"
Qin Cheng's body was shocked, and he slowly turned his head to look at Li Zhifan: "The amateur children's group is over, and now Chachai is the sixth in our group!"
"Huh?"
Li Zhifan turned his head to look at Qin Cheng, and he didn't know what expression to use to treat his words at the moment.
"Ahem, did you just fall asleep?"
Qin Cheng whispered, "You can fall asleep with your eyes closed?"
"Hehe, I'm trying to get things done in a daze!"
Li Zhifan smiled awkwardly, "What, who is the seventh?"
"Me!" Qin Cheng said lightly.
During the conversation between the two, Chachai finished playing and got a score of 91 points, because Li Zhifan didn't pay attention to listening before, so I don't know if this score is high.
However, judging from Chachai's disappointed expression, he already knew that he was not in the top three—that meant that at least three of the five players he played before had a higher score than him.
"It's my turn!"
Qin Cheng was very calm and stood up directly.
Li Zhifan said: "Come on!"
Qin Cheng nodded with a smile and walked towards the stage.
What he is going to play today is a piece by Kieves, the world's classical pianist, that is, he has chosen the public repertoire.
In the eyes of many, this is a complete manifestation of self-defeat.
At this stage of the game, one more point means that he is one step away from the top three, and he actually threw away five points for nothing.
This is no better than when the top ten players were very strong in the rematch, and there were only three places to advance, so in everyone's opinion, it is unrealistic for him to copy Li Zhifan, the "only player who plays public repertoire to advance".
Speaking of others, Li Zhifan felt that it was impossible, and even he chose the national works special group today, just to be able to score five more points in this field and ensure that he entered the top three.
Maybe everyone is too worried.
A five-minute track, the players in the audience were nervous for Qin Cheng, but he himself played it easily, as if this was not a competition, or just a casual etude at home.
When the last note fell, Qin Cheng stood up and walked to the front of the stage and bowed to the judges in the first row.
Clydewell was the first to ask, "Qin, why did you choose a public track today?"
Qin Cheng pursed his lips: "Because many people play the same tune, I just want something different!"
The repertoire groupings given in the competition are the same, so whether it is a youth group, a children's group, a professional group, or an amateur group, the range of repertoire to choose is limited.
I have heard all the pieces in Adrian's thematic group so far, and some of them have even appeared several times, and the choice of folk music is even narrower, and it is suitable for those works that go back and forth to get to the finals.
Qin Cheng chose the song completely according to his own ideas this time, and didn't care what the actual competition situation would be, this open-mindedness is also worthy of respect.
Clydewell didn't continue to ask, put down the microphone and spread his hands left and right, signaling the judges on both sides to score.
The scores were shown one by one, and in the final result, Qin Cheng scored 89.5 points.
In the eyes of other players, he is 0.5 to 90, and Qin Cheng's expression on the stage seems to be: It doesn't matter if he is 0.5 points less.
At this time, everyone's eyes were on Clydewell, and they didn't know how many points he would score.
0 or 5?
Or is it any number in between?
Clydewell stared at the stage for a moment, and finally picked up the sign, which read: 0.5 points!
Then he said, "I'll help you make up the decimal point!"
"Thank you!" Qin Cheng smiled and nodded, turned around and walked towards the side of the stage.
Offstage.
Li Zhifan stood up, left his seat and walked out.
When they met Qin Cheng head-on, the two of them high-fived each other in unison.
At the same time, he heard some players discuss:
"Li Zhifan is going to play!"
"He is Li Zhifan?"
"Listen to what he plays this time, won't it be his own track again?"
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