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The results of the second round of the competition came out quickly, and before that, due to the media hype, Zhou Huaijing's image was really not positive, and basically the talking point was on appearance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info So there was a group of kneeling and licking parties on the Internet, and there were also a group of bombardment parties that were diametrically opposed, exposing the extraordinary background of his family, so he squeezed out the quota for no reason, saying that it was sour, but there was evidence, and the appearance party suddenly couldn't resist the other party's firepower, and instantly "defected" a group of people. The mediator is more interesting, rising to the national righteousness, no matter what, Zhou Huaijing is "participating in the war for the country", and there should be no internal strife at this time.

In recent years, this kind of search for a sense of opinion on the Internet is not uncommon, each side is on the side, and neither side can convince the other, after all, the evidence is often not in the hands of any one party, and it may not work to scold the whole family to death.

The people who eat melons are still eating melons, and the tearing people are still tearing, and after a long time, the fire slowly turned off, put down the mobile phone, and what should I do.

The video of the two rounds of live competition was finally announced, because it was only the organizer who recorded the sample work, the camera was simply aimed at the figure of the contestant from top to bottom, and he could see his hands clearly, but he couldn't see his face clearly, and he could only shoot the back of his head and the movements of playing the piano.

These videos were not intended to be leaked, but the major TV stations and newspapers were aimed at Phil, and there was no internal regulation within the organizer that resolutely did not release the videos.

The press release of the music publication "The Performer" in country M is ready, and it is ready to set aside a column to introduce the progress of the competition, which naturally focuses on Phil, and even the cover character picture of the publication is selected, just the moment when Phil looks up at the camera and smiles brightly when he plays the piano, after post-processing, that delicate face is definitely a big selling point.

"The Performer" is determined to spread high art to the masses, so it is not obscure, but there is still a forced style, which has been good in previous years, but in recent years there have been competitors. The gossip magazine "Portrait" next door often grabs their market in the name of character introduction. "The Performer" introduces the work and experience of a musician, and the music section of "Portrait" not only introduces the work and experience, but also is responsible for fabricating the facts, but people just like to watch these things.

And this time, Phil's first-hand interview was also stolen by them, and it was time to publish in a few days, but Phil refused all interviews.

The magazine reluctantly typed the manuscript internally, but when they got all the videos, something happened that completely turned their imagination upside down.

A teenager from the East played "Skull Carnival" perfectly at the competition site. The first thought on everyone's mind was - no, it can't be.

Not to mention that the fingering requirements of "Skull Carnival" are almost so harsh that more than seventy percent of the piano players are turned away, and the violent emotion of burning death excludes the remaining two percent, and the remaining one percent can be played.

And now, there is an Oriental, a half-grown child, who plays "Skull Carnival" in a competition of young performers?

All the disbelief was speechless the moment I saw the video.

The black-haired boy sat at the piano, leaving the audience with the back of his head, his hair neatly combed back. With the sound of the first skeletons striking the night, the boy's fingers beckoned them to crawl out of the ground, and the fingers grew faster and faster, and the skeletons became more and more, until the fingers on the black and white keys turned into terrifying afterimages, so fast that the naked eye could no longer keep up with the speed of the fingertip jumping, so fast that death had won the victory, and ruled the moonlight over all obstacles.

The young man's face can't be seen from the angle of the video, and he can't see the hands that have long been bruised, but when the crystal sweat splashes out of the ends of his hair, and the sound of the skeleton laughing wildly, everyone can't ignore the tsunami-like turbulent emotions of the teenager, as if every finger hitting the keys is overdrawing his life in it

No one can escape the temptation of a skeleton's unruly death, and no one can escape the capture of a teenager who seems to be whispering in his ear drums.

Whether you want to admit it or not, at this moment, everyone sighs from the bottom of their hearts, this is "Skull Carnival", the soul feast of the abandoned * from hell, so hearty and demagogic.

When the sound of the piano dies and his figure disappears from the stage, there is a trace of reluctance in the hearts of the people, eager for the gluttonous night feast to continue, but unfortunately the dawn comes, the skeletons return to the ground, and the Grim Reaper, who summoned thousands of troops, will finally leave.

The emptiness of the stage is terrifying, and it raises the question - who is he?

The coffee in the hands of the editor-in-chief of "The Player" was already slightly cold, and the trembling fingers caused the black-brown Mandheling to splash on the brown high-end leather shoes.

Someone asked the question that came to the minds of those present: "Who is he?" ”

The editor-in-chief took a sip of mellow coffee, without sugar and milk, bitter and astringent, but extraordinarily rich and refreshing, and the disordered heartbeat did not calm down in the slightest, but beat faster like a drum. He immediately put down his coffee and instructed: "Find out the relevant news about him, name, nationality, and military record, and it is best to find out his family background and piano teacher." ”

As soon as the words came out, everyone received orders to disperse, and he added: "Also, go get a positive photo." ”

"Are you going to?"

"Just let the stupid Portrait report Phil go, and this time we'll get the first shot." The editor-in-chief swears.

The video was posted online on Chinese New Year's Eve.

The media paid the most attention to Phil's performance, and when they saw the video, they felt that they lived up to expectations. With his blond hair, emerald eyes, and sunny and elegant smile, he is worthy of being the second heir to the Miller family, who is known for his handsomeness. As he played, the city of God opened to him, and the soft light seemed to shroud him down, like an angel falling into the earth.

But that's far from the end. The next two videos are almost like lightning bolts splitting the night. Whether it is the moonlight of Lake Lucerne or the carnival of skeletons, all of them poured into people's sights without warning, and the sound of the piano swept the entire European continent in an instant, and then turned into a hurricane, from the coastline of Europe, swept across the Atlantic, and then through the Pacific Ocean, with a more majestic momentum, exploded in the sky. Towards the sky.

As soon as the results of the competition came out, someone was slapped in the face. The Rational Party is not happy to take sides, but this kind of thing is very cool to slap in the face, no matter which side it hits. Someone called an "insider" before, accusing Zhou Huaijing of not doing anything and directly entering the finals, and the words were fierce. Now the big V real name explains the reason, Zhou Huaijing's teacher has a special recommendation quota, which is completely in accordance with the rules, and it is often used for the recommendation of special talents, and what is even more special is that this quota is directly given to Lin Zhi by the organizer, and it is not included in the quota of 8 people in the participating countries, which is earned in vain.

In an instant, the Internet was lively again, full of ridicule, and the sour smell that was so sour that it was about to overflow from the screen before had to be scolded so much that it had to be retracted.

When the video was sent back to the domestic website by either over the wall or overseas students, Zhou Huaijing's demonic speed of playing the piano almost instantly shocked a group of people who had bombarded him before.

Regardless of whether it was kneeling and licking, accusing, or watching the drama before, this one turned into one thought - how many years does this have to be single? It's so fast that I can't even see my fingers

- it! At first glance, I don't have a girlfriend!

- Male god! Male god, you are going to be lonely with your hand, do you make it?

――Why should they hurt each other if they are both single and degenerate? I won't scold you again!

――Zhou Zhou has a girlfriend, I eat Xiang live broadcast, 100 pounds. Like me to let more people see it.

The battlefield full of gunsmoke before, for some reason, inexplicably evolved into a peaceful joke field, and the occasional sour comments were quickly drowned.

Zhou Huaijing didn't know that he was suddenly on fire, he didn't go online, he didn't like to read magazines, when he saw Lu Yi flipping through a magazine in his hand on Chinese New Year's Eve, his fingers slowly stroking the page.

Zhou Huaijing leaned over and saw his face above, which seemed to have been photographed outside the arena during the second round. At this time, Lu Yu stroked his cheek in the photo. Zhou Huaijing suddenly put his face on the magazine complacently, and said to Lu Yu: "Second uncle, you can touch me." I'm real. ”

The puppy-like cheerful tone almost shook the long tail at Lu Woo.

Lu Yu couldn't cry or laugh, pulled the magazine out from under his head, threw it aside, and stroked his face: "Second uncle, let's see, which face is smoother." ”

The soft and silky skin touched the fingertips, Zhou Huaijing was raised a little baby fat, his face was softer than before, and his face was so ruddy that it was too moisturizing for a small day.

Lu Yu bit his face and gnawed on it.

Zhou Huaijing snorted lightly: "Hmm, it hurts." ”

Lu Yu was reluctant to hurt him, kissed his face and left, and was grabbed by Zhou Huaijing by the neckline and pulled down: "Second uncle, I'm not afraid of pain, you can work harder." ”

Lu Yu bent his finger and knocked on his forehead, seeing him cover his forehead before laughing: "Today's Chinese New Year's Eve, the second uncle will go to cook first." ”

Zhou Huaijing stopped making trouble, and asked Lu Yi to come to his mobile phone to make an ocean call to Zhou's family. Zhou Huaijing didn't go out, just sat in the hotel's clean and simple kitchenette to watch Lu Yu cook, while talking to his family.

Zhou's family congratulated him on entering the finals and asked him to work hard, and the call finally came to Zhou Huaixiu.

Zhou Huaixiu learned the lesson of the last time and asked cautiously: "Huaijing, what are you doing now?" ”

Zhou Huaijing watched Lu Yu peel off a garlic head, and shouted, "Second uncle, I don't want to eat garlic." Then he said to Zhou Huaixiu, "I'm watching the second uncle cook." ”

Zhou Huaixiu reluctantly imagined the appearance of Lu Yu carrying a kitchen knife around his apron, felt very spicy, and changed the topic: "Well, Happy New Year." ”

"Happy New Year." Zhou Huaijing congratulated the words he had said a few times today smoothly again.

Lu Yu wrapped his blue apron, turned his head and smiled: "Baby, help me say Happy New Year to my brother-in-law." ”

"Oh." Zhou Huaijing obediently made a microphone, "Brother, the second uncle said that I wish my brother-in-law a happy New Year." ”

Zhou Huaixiu: ...... With this sentence, it feels like you won't be happy for a whole year.

Zhou Huaixiu chatted with Zhou Huaijing for a while and hung up, Zhou Huaijing walked over,

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