As soon as Song Yan stepped onto the stage, someone in the audience called his name, and when he looked up, he found that Zhang Tianran and Li Lei had pulled up a banner that read: Song Yan Song Yan You are the most handsome, you will definitely be able to defeat your opponent!

Seeing this "ingenious" banner, he couldn't laugh or cry, but he was a little moved in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Before getting the ring system, except for Li Lei and he could chat, it can be said that he didn't have any friends, but now, he has a group of friends around him, which is very strange and wonderful.

Because the video of his performance in the audition was on TV, and he won the first place in the preliminary round yesterday, so, driven by the students of Class 9, many young audiences on the field were affected and shouted Song Yan's name with them.

"Song Yan, it seems that you have a lot of fans, but don't be complacent, maybe I will beat you!" Zhou Yiqi said with some envy and jealousy.

"Okay, I'll wait. ”

Song Yan responded with a smile, after a short time together, he found that Zhou Zhou Qi is actually a more real person, not good at hiding his heart, almost everything he thinks in his heart will be shown on his face, of course, there are some two personalities, although he always puts "my dad is Zhou Lianghu" on his lips, but the essence is not bad, which is also the reason why Song Yan is willing to be friends with him.

Yesterday, Song Yan won the first place, so the host focused on introducing him, which attracted bursts of applause from the audience.

Then, Song Yan and Zhou Yiqi came to the piano and sat down.

"You come first!" Song Yan said.

"Good. Zhou Zhou Qi knew that Song Yan was stronger than him, so he was not polite, and his fingers began to beat on the black and white keys.

Then, a series of notes burst out of his fingers.

The piece didn't sound complicated, but it felt a little simple, but a few judges could hear the mystery.

"The black key becomes the white key, the white key becomes the black key, the black and white are mixed, this Monday is not simple, as long as Song Yan is a little careless, he will fall into his trap, and then there will be more than one tone wrong. One of the judges whispered.

"Not bad!" Another judge nodded: "Song Yan's performance skills are quite good, and he has surpassed the professional ninth level, if he loses in the PK competition, this competition will lose its interest." ”

"I think your worries are unnecessary, he can surpass the ninth level of the professional at a young age, we can hear it, how can he not hear it!" Another judge interjected, looking at Song Yan's eyes full of appreciation.

"Not necessarily, after all, the authorities are obsessed!" the judge said stubbornly.

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on stage.

"Song Yan, it's your turn!"

After playing on Monday, he looked at Song Yandao, looking a little nervous, I don't know if Song Yan will be fooled.

"Black & White Key Hybrid!"

Song Yan smiled, and then his fingers hit the black and white keyboard like raindrops.

Zhou Zhou Qi heard Song Yan directly say the mystery, and his expression couldn't help but become depressed.

The sound of the piano sounded like rain hitting a plantain......

"...... this?"

When the ten judges heard this, they all showed surprise, because Song Yan was not only not confused by the so-called black and white confusion, but doubled the rhythm of the whole piece.

"It's amazing!"

The judge spoke up again.

Zhou Qi began to play the second song.

This song did not confuse the black and white keys again, but a super long track, which reached eight minutes, and the more difficult thing is that this song is original by Zhou Yiqi.

After listening to it only once, he recorded an eight-minute tune, and after listening to Zhou Qi's performance, most people sweated for Song Yan.

"This guy is so shameless, he actually has such a long tune!" Xiao Rao couldn't help but scold Zhou Qi on stage.

"Yes, cunning fellow!" the girl sitting next to her chimed in.

However, Han Sha is calmer, because she has seen Song Yan play the Fantasia of the Dead, and he can play such a difficult tune, and I believe that this piece will not be difficult for him.

"How is Song Yan, didn't disappoint you, did you?" Zhou Qiqi looked at Song Yan and said.

"It's okay. ”

Song Yan smiled, he participated in the piano competition just to be in the limelight and earn fame, so he decided to be in the limelight.

So, he put one hand on the keys.

"Knock knock. ”

The tactful and smooth sound of the piano flowed out under Song Yan's one-handed playing.

"Play with one hand!"

The judges were a little excited, but they were also a little worried about whether Song Yan was too arrogant, you must know that it was an eight-minute song.

Zhou Zhou Qi listened intently to Song Yan's performance, looking for his mistakes, but most of the time had passed since this piece, and Song Yan still had no mistakes, and he was still playing with one hand.

"The gap is too big!"

Suddenly, such a sentence popped into his mind.

And the audience on the stage also felt inexplicably excited, feeling that today was not in vain, and many people even took out their mobile phones to video.

After a song, Song Yan smiled and said to Zhou Qi: "I didn't disappoint you, did I?"

"Nope!"

At this moment, a tidal wave of applause rang out, from the judges and the audience.

The third song is very ordinary, the time is only one minute, the first two songs are his killer moves, since the killing moves are difficult for Song Yan, what is the toss.

Naturally, Song Yan played this piece with a correct tone.

Swap places.

The moderator announced.

On the occasion of the wrong body, Zhou Zhou Qi once again reminded Song Yan not to release the water.

Song Yan nodded.

Sitting down in front of the piano, Song Yan smiled, and his expression became solemn, and he deliberately moved his hand joints so that his hands fell on the black and white keys.

Seeing Song Yan's preparations, Han Sha was shocked, did he want to play "Fantasia of the Dead", after returning from the piano room, she looked up some knowledge about piano performance, and only then did she know how rebellious the "Fantasia of the Dead" played by Song Yan was.

Under the influence of Song Yan, not only the judges, but also the audience's emotions were mobilized, and they all held their breath and waited for him to start.

Finally, Song Yan's hands raised slightly, and then fell......

There is no buffer, no foreshadowing, just like a thousand horses galloping, more like thunder, the momentum of the wind mixed with the torrential rain rushed to the face, and it penetrated into everyone's ears under the diffusion of the auditorium sound.

It makes people feel suffocated, makes people feel uncomfortable, and even has a brief period of vertigo.

"Sure enough, it's Fantasia of the Dead!"

Hearing this unpleasant, but powerful piano music again, Han Sha felt extremely excited in her heart.

As for the ten judges, they were all stunned, to be exact, shocked.

They all counted in silence.

Nine notes!

Ten tones!

Twelve notes!

"God, he actually played fourteen notes! How is this possible? How can there be such fast fingers!" Hearing the fourteen notes, a female judge finally couldn't help but exclaim, her eyes fell on Song Yan's fingers on the stage.

At this moment, Song Yan's fingers had turned into phantoms, as if there were four hands playing together, and at the same time he was secretly proud: This is my student.

"Nima! fifteen tones!"

One of the judges slapped the case, and even burst into foul language, he was so surprised, staring at the slightly emaciated figure on the stage in amazement, at this moment, he had an illusion that this young man was the emperor of the world, his piano sound was unmatched, and his playing level was unsurpassed.

"Sixteen notes!"

Suddenly, a judge who was listening intently shouted excitedly.

"Where the hell are his limits?"

On the stage, Zhou Yiqi, who bore the brunt of the attack, was directly frightened by Song Yan's performance, especially when he heard the sixteen notes coming out in unison, he knew that the gap between him and Song Yan was even bigger than he imagined, and perhaps it was most appropriate to describe it as a gap.