Next, the rating of each player refers to "lower than the first place" or "higher than the first place", but it is often difficult to win the award in the "standard" book.

When it was Gong Hai's turn to draw lots, he slowly walked to the box and took out a blue ball from it.

Gong Hai didn't rush to open the ball, but shook it at Ding Jiajun, looking very good.

"It's number one." Gong Hai said with a smile.

"Huh? Is it like this? Ding Jiajun didn't know what to say.

Gong Hai happily handed over the number plate to the next staff member for registration, and then received his rehearsal number.

"It's okay, although everyone doesn't want to draw the number 1, because there are few numbers 1 that can get a high score, but Dad said that you can't never get the number 1, and you can't always get the number 1. Uncle Seven has to think like this, since I won the No. 1 in the first qualifier, then I won't encounter this number again in the future. Gong Hai was afraid that Ding Jiajun would be nervous, so he comforted him very sensibly.

Seeing that Gong Hai didn't feel the pressure, Ding Jiajun was also very happy, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Go and try the piano, the more important thing today is to familiarize yourself with the venue, will you use the piano for tomorrow's competition?" ”

Ding Jiajun asked, Gong Hai laughed, "Of course not, it's just the first qualifier, today's rehearsal is for players from other cities, local players don't need to go to those cooperative rehearsal rooms to rehearse, let's go home and practice, but I can take Uncle Seven to see the rehearsal room, we can also see the situation of other players, how much can we understand~"

Unexpectedly, Gong Hai still had such careful thoughts, Ding Jiajun secretly laughed and agreed.

When walking through the piano room in the far side of the corridor, a girl's voice suddenly came from behind Ding Jiajun and Gong Hai.

"Gong Hai?" The girl screamed again.

The girl with the double ponytail looked about the same age as Gong Hai, and Gong Hai stepped forward with a smile, "Sister Akang? Is it really Sister Masakura? ”

Gong Hai shyly didn't know what else to say except for this sentence, but the girl was more cheerful and reached out to hug Gong Hai.

"Ah, what a warm scarf, fragrant." Masakura said with a smile.

"Well, it's Daddy's taste." Gong Hai replied proudly.

"Dad? Didn't Xiaohai's father pass away last month? Makura said.

When Ding Jiajun heard this, his heart suddenly became a mess, this is going to be a game tomorrow, how could he encounter such a thing.

I was worried that Gong Hai would not be able to support it, so he hurriedly said: "Ah, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." ”

Dressed in a white lamb's wool coat and apricot mesh, she looked like a princess, but unfortunately she said something more terrible than a demon.

Of course, Ding Jiajun knew that people were also unintentional.

"Misunderstanding?" Yacang blinked and looked at Gong Hai? "Xiaohai? Are you alright? Is there something uncomfortable? ”

"I'm fine, please Sister Yacang don't talk nonsense, Dad just went to the hospital to help the patient, going to the hospital is not dead, Sister Yacang is too far worried." Gong Hai's face turned red, and his voice trembled.

"That Xiaohai" Yacang saw Ding Jiajun, who had been shaking his head at her after Gong Hai, and finally seemed to understand, so he took Gong Hai's hand, "Is it okay for Xiaohai to accompany me to practice?" As soon as I got off the train, I rushed to the concert hall, and after practicing, I had to go back to the hotel to rest. ”

Yacang and Gong Hai were classmates in elementary school, and they studied piano together in the youth center for a few years, and later Yacang and his mother went to Surin City together, because his father's company and business were in Surin, and Yacang had to transfer the school there.

The two are also childhood sweethearts, but unfortunately after they separated, the contact became less and less.

Although Yacang left Huanhai City, in Gong Hai's heart, Yacang has always been by his side, and when he practices or plays, Yacang will accompany him in some way.

As long as the piano sounds, Gong Hai closes his eyes and recalls the shadow of Yacang sitting in front of the piano and playing in the melody, Gong Hai can see Yacang growing up in the music world.

For Gong Hai, Yacang never left.

For Yacang, it seems that Gong Hai will be more happy, of course, it is all a sense of no guessing, for Yacang, Xiaohai has a very talented companion in music, and it is not something that can be found in another city.

Although Su Lin also has a lot of children learning the piano, but Gong Hai is only in Huanhai City, Yacang saw the registration information for this year's Lechuan International Piano Competition, and immediately decided to come to the competition, and must see Gong Hai shining on the stage.

Ding Jiajun was still not at ease, but seeing Yacang winking at him, Ding Jiajun had no choice but to nod to her.

I hope the two of them are talking the same thing.

Gong Hai obviously hadn't recovered from the uneasiness and panic just now, but he was pulled by Yacang and walked into the rehearsal room, and he forgot why he was suddenly uneasy for a while.

The door to the rehearsal room is open and the door to the rehearsal room is closed.

The piano sounded.

Ding Jiajun breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the sofa in the rest area not far away, sat down, took out his mobile phone and called Mu.

When he received a call from Ding Jiajun, Mu was reading in the outpatient room while worrying about the next day's qualifiers.

Mu was not worried about Gong Hai, because as early as after knowing the time of the game, Mu applied for leave to the hospital, and Mu would not arrange anything else for the whole Saturday day.

But now, he was a little hungry and worried.

"Huh? Is Gong Hai okay? Mu asked.

"It should be okay, I met a girl just now, and I mentioned Xiaohai's father, I'm worried that Xiaohai will be fine, and now the two children are practicing." Ding Jiajun said worriedly.

"No wonder you called me, then it would be troublesome for the seven gods to take care of Xiaohai more, I still have a headache here, see you at the concert hall at nine o'clock tomorrow, please."

Ding Jiajun heard that Mu's voice was a little tired, and reminded with concern: "Remember to eat, people can't be saved." ”

"Ah, got it, do your best." Mu replied helplessly.

After hanging up the phone, Mu looked at Weibo again, and the news about the trumpet star He Ping's derailment and domestic violence was overwhelming, directly covering up the points caused by Liu Hua in the past.

Although people are sensitive to the news of death, they also subconsciously hope that this news will pass sooner, which is the evolved instinct of human beings, although they know that life made up of more than one cell cannot be immortalized, and human beings are almost the only ones in all living beings who have discovered this.