Any girl likes to be praised by people who have a good impression of her beauty, and talkative girls are no exception, especially when she is so praised by her idol, she was stunned for a while, and soon sneered and bent down, and her mood suddenly improved: "Idol, I didn't expect you to praise people's skills so high, there must be many girls chasing you, by the way, idol with your strength, this exam should be a piece of cake." ”

The woman's face, the sky in September, changes when it is said, just now the clouds were sad to make up for the sunshine in a blink of an eye, Huang Qian sighed, and responded modestly: "Where, it's okay, but after all, for classical music, I'm still a layman, do my best!" What about you, how do you feel? ”

The girl's face instantly darkened, and she sighed: "The previous ones are okay, but I haven't heard of the last few questions at all, and they are completely blind." ”

"Yes." Huang Qian looked at the bustling crowd and wrote lightly, "The last few questions are a little off, but if you read more books on this subject, it shouldn't be difficult." ”

The girl's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly asked, "I don't know the book?" ”

"It's easy to find, the reading room on the left side of the second floor of our library, near the north window, can be found on the top floor of the last bookshelf, the number is 45762, and the title of the book is "The Evolution of Light Classical Music". Huang Qian then said, then paused, and then said, "If I remember correctly, I should find the original sentence in the fifth subsection of the second chapter." ”

Wow, what an idol, I remember a book so clearly. The girl covered her face with her hands, her eyes were full of admiration, and she couldn't help but say: "Idol, you are really amazing, you really deserve to be the prince charming in our hearts." ”

"It's nothing, I just have a better memory." Huang Qian waved his hand and said disapprehantly.

After a short break, the second game of the preliminary round of the Voice of Tomorrow officially kicked off, the staff walked to the steps at the stairs, holding a small loudspeaker and shouting to the crowd: "Students, be quiet, now everyone consciously line up in two teams, wait a moment The display screen above me will show your entry number, please memorize your number, after the exam starts, the radio will report the number, whose number is called, who goes to the exam area for the exam, and those who are not called stay in the rest area to rest, and you can choose to leave after the test, The final rankings and results will be announced on the school's website in two days, have you heard clearly? ”

"Hear me." After the first exam, many students withdrew directly because of unsatisfactory exams, and now there are probably less than 80 students left, and the competition is very cruel.

After a while, the display screen lit up, everyone raised their heads to look for their names, Huang Qian glanced at it and saw his serial number 35, not too far in front and not too far behind, overall okay, the rest is to wait quietly, as the first number was called by the broadcast, the second game officially began.

Examination area, the scene is solemn and quiet, the whole room is not very large, only more than 100 square meters, the room furnishings are very simple, the judges' desks are about 10 meters apart from the candidates' tables, and a variety of traditional musical instruments are placed around the room, so that students can choose and prevent cheating at the same time, in order to ensure the fairness of the competition, the exchange system implemented by the judges and teachers, that is, the professional teachers of the school can only go to other schools as judges, and cannot stay in the school. Therefore, the four professional teachers sitting on the judges' bench at this moment are all professional music teachers who have come to other universities.

Although the four people on the judges' table are not teachers from the same school, the classical music circle is so big, and the four of them still know each other. Two men and two women were over 40 years old, and one of them, an old woman with silver hair and graceful gestures, was even more eye-catching, and the respect for her could be seen in the tone of the other three.

"Professor Wang, I heard Professor Li Ming say that there are a few good seedlings in their school, I wonder if they can meet them today?" Another middle-aged woman with long flowing hair said with a smile on her face as she faced the silver-haired old woman.

The silver-haired old woman smiled slightly, her slender and somewhat vicissitudes of life fingers tapped on the table, and responded lightly: "Old man Li has always been more rigorous in his work, none of his students in the previous competitions could enter the top ten in the finals, and he has long been unwilling, this time there is a finale of the Emperor Qin, do you think he will not go all out?" I'm sure he must have taken the bottom of the box out. ”

"Yes, what Mr. Wang said is that this competition is no longer the glory of individuals or schools, but the face of our entire Chinese classical music circle. Beside him, a middle-aged man who was thinner pondered for a moment, and then said the silver-haired old woman's words.

"Yes, in this competition, we should give up our previous prejudices and be unanimous with the outside world, and we must not lose the Jiangshan Emperor Qin." Another older man replied categorically.

The silver-haired old woman's eyes flashed with cold light, and she said sonorously: "This is inevitable, whoever does not go all out will be ashamed of the ancestors of the past generations, let us see the strength of this class of students, if not, go down, so as not to be embarrassed when you get it."

The other three nodded with heavy faces, the door opened and the first candidate entered the examination room, after a brief introduction, he went straight to the topic, he chose a guqin to play the repertoire is "Yangzhou Slow", this song is full of sadness and desolation, with the player's first note sounded, the four judges listened quietly, and the song was not long and ended in less than 10 minutes.

After the candidates finished playing, they nervously stood at the exam table and waited for the comments of the four judges.

The faces of the four judges were very flat, in fact, when the candidate was about to play, the four of them had already exchanged opinions, and the silver-haired old woman could not see a trace of expression on her face, she was very serious, and after a while, she slowly asked: "How long have you practiced this piece?" ”

The candidate shuddered and responded: "Almost 3 months." ”

"Do you know the background of this piece?"

The students know that the background of this song occurred in the Southern Song Dynasty, when the gold lord Wanyan Liang invaded the important town of Yangzhou, which caused serious damage to the thousand-year-old town and could not be restored for a long time. Many years later, the composer and poet Jiang Baishi passed by here, saw a scene of depression, and wrote this song with disgust for the war of aggression. ”

"It seems that you still put some effort into it, and the tone of the whole piece should be a sense of desolation and grief, but you played some bells and whistles, and you didn't put your feelings into it at all, such a piece is dead, do you understand?"

"I understand, thank you, teacher."

Immediately after that, the candidates in the rest area began to haunt one after another, and most of them walked out with a sad face, without the slightest joy, which made the waiting candidates even more worried.

"Candidate No. 30, Jin Qiaoyun." The radio rang out again.

The talkative girl walked towards the exam area with heavy steps, and said softly when she passed by Huang Qian: "Idol, it's my turn, but I'm nervous, what should I do?" ”

Huang Qian looked at the girl with a sad face, sent a smile, and encouraged: "Just relax, come on, you can do it." ”

The girl said "um", and her cute face showed a determined gaze.

After the performance of the candidates one by one, the four judges were disappointed, if they were all of this level, the future of the Jiangshan Emperor Qin was worrying, when the radio sounded, the four judges looked at Jin Qiaoyun standing in front of the examination table, and secretly said in their hearts: I hope to bring us a surprise.

"Tell me a little about yourself, little girl." The corners of the long-haired middle-aged woman's lips lifted slightly, and she smiled, relieving the tense atmosphere.

"My name is Jin Qiaoyun, I am 19 years old this year, and I am from the Foreign Chinese College." Jin Qiaoyun suppressed the tension in his heart and said obediently.

"Ao, I'm not from the Conservatory, how did I come up with the idea of participating in this competition?"

"I grew up loving traditional music, but my parents didn't approve of it, and I wanted to take this opportunity to prove myself."

"Very brave little girl, what instrument are you going to choose?"

"Piccolo"

"What repertoire to play?"

"Dust."

"Dusty?" The long-haired middle-aged woman was obviously stunned, as if she hadn't heard this song, is there still a traditional song I don't know, and then looked at the silver-haired old woman with a puzzled look.

The silver-haired old woman smiled slightly, and said softly: "Teacher Ouyang, it's normal for you to not know this repertoire, I also recently heard this song after a student's recommendation, this song does belong to the classical genre, it is said to have been created by a student of the school, it is very powerful." ”

"Not bad." The thin middle-aged man chimed in, "I've seen that live video, it's very shocking. ”

"There is such a good tune, then I must listen carefully today, I just don't know how much skill the little girl can achieve as the original, Jin Qiaoyun, start your performance." The middle-aged woman was very interested, and said impatiently to Jin Qiaoyun.