It's Lin Qingyi's turn to play!

When the host read Lin Qingyi's name, it caused a sensation both on the field and in the live broadcast room.

"Lin Qingyi, come on!"

"You're going to win the Gold Award!"

In the audience, the teachers and students of the Shencheng Conservatory of Music, who were watching the competition, began to shout loudly.

"Brother Yi, you can definitely win the prize!"

"Brother Yi, come on!"

"Steady development, don't wave!"

There were even a few fans of Lin Qingyi at the scene.

In the live broadcast room, the momentum is much greater.

"Brother Yi has finally appeared, I'm just waiting for this moment!"

"Call crazy for the first brother!"

"Contractor in the front row!"

"Chen Hao gave the anchor a plane!"

"Mr. Knife gave the anchor a rocket!"

Barrage, rewards are densely packed.

"The No. 13 player, 17 years old this year, from the Shencheng Conservatory of Music, has advanced with excellent results in the preliminary and semi-finals, and is a big favorite to win the championship!"

The host wanted to introduce Lin Qingyi solemnly, but found that there was no information about her learning guzheng on the information! What did you learn from a certain famous master, at what age did you start playing the guzheng, and what guzheng awards you have won, but none of them have been!

At this time, Lin Qingyi came on the stage in a black off-the-shoulder evening dress.

"Wow! Today's first brother has changed his previous dress, so aura! ”

"One meter seven, wearing a black evening dress, looks cold and tall!"

The sailors in the live broadcast room took a look, and Lin Qingyi finally didn't pass on the signature white skirt today.

"15 minutes of playtime, part 1, a self-created track!"

After the embarrassment just now, the host said loudly.

Lin Qingyi was already sitting in front of the guzheng, her black skirt spread out like a cloud, and a beam of light shone down, enveloping her in it, cold and beautiful.

The host began to introduce: "The repertoire played by Lin Qingyi is "Fuxi Shentian Ringing"! ”

"What words?"

"It feels so embarrassing!"

After the host finished reading Lin Qingyi's repertoire, the audience looked confused, obviously not understanding the words of Lin Qingyi's repertoire.

The name of this song is so obscure!

The host saw the blank expression of the audience and understood, and he motioned to the staff to type subtitles on the screen behind him.

"Oh, it turned out to be "Fuxi Shentianxiang"!"

"I understand the word, or I don't understand what it means!"

"The name is a blast! God is ringing! ”

“……”

"Teacher Wang, I apply for a new guzheng!"

Lin Qingyi looked at the guzheng, the number of strings was too small, so he said.

"Want to change the zither?"

The moderator didn't get it.

"That's right! This song is improved, this guzheng pops up, and the taste is not right. ”

Lin Qingyi said truthfully.

"So?"

The host thought about it and agreed, he also wanted to see if Lin Qingyi was reforming in fingering or something else.

Soon, the teacher of the Shencheng Conservatory of Music brought the two of them to carry the prepared guzheng up.

A judge came up from the audience and checked: "Except for the increase in the number of strings, there is no other change." ”

"Oh, five strings have been added, so let's see how effective the No. 13 is being reformed."

The host heard that there was no problem with the guzheng and then announced the start of the performance.

"Zheng Zheng!"

As soon as Lin Qingyi's hand plucked the strings, there was a rapid clanging sound.

Immediately afterwards, the sound was higher and higher, and the atmosphere in the field seemed to be ignited at once!

"This song is so burning!"

"It's a completely different feeling!"

"It's refreshing, the guzheng song pops up the sound of killing!"

Except for a few people who already knew about Lin Qingyi's reform of the guzheng, they were all taken aback by this sudden sound.

Lin Qingyi's reform was actually modeled after Wang Zhongshan's, increasing the number of strings, and then changing the texture of the strings.

In this way, the vocal range is widened, the volume is increased, and the instrument is played with more tension.

Compared with the silence of the stadium, the live broadcast platform is much more lively.

"As soon as the first brother appears, his aura is different!"

"The drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River has changed to the sound of battlefield killing!"

"Awesome! The momentum is enough to shake the sky! ”

"It's all afterimages! Kneel! ”

"Sit down! This is normal hand speed, daily afterimage! ”

"It sounds like it's hearty!"

"The super-first-class technique plays with super momentum, which is amazing!"

After playing a song "Fuxi Shentian Ring", the audience burst into warm applause.

"Thank you to the No. 13 contestant for the fierce performance, my palms are sweating, and next, let's go to the dubbing session!"

The host walked on stage again, and Lin Qingyi's playing gave him a refreshing feeling.

Soon, on the screen, the picture began to play.

In the picture, a white-clothed knight was sitting indoors, about to blow out the lamp to sleep, when he suddenly heard a noise outside, he quickly climbed out of the window, and saw a black shadow flashing past the roof.

Then, the white-clothed knight also went to the roof, and the two chased fiercely on the roof, and after a while, they fell into the atrium and began a fierce fight.

"Good! The first pass is over! Seeing that the animation had ended, the host said loudly: "Play it a second time now, and start your synchronous dubbing on the 13th." ”

Zheng Zheng!

The sound of the guzheng is sometimes tense and sometimes intense with the plot, complementing each other.

Soon, the dubbing ended, and thunderous applause rang out from the audience, and several judges also smiled and nodded on the judges' bench.

In the audience, a college student in a black shirt walked onto the stage with a bouquet of flowers.

"This treat! There are also fan flowers! Why have I stood here for so long, and there are no fans to offer flowers! ”

The host walked onto the stage with a smile.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Lin Qingyi hugged the flowers and bowed in turn.

"Alright! Don't be so polite! Cough! After the No. 13 contestant finishes playing, the judges' scoring session begins! ”

The host waved his hand and said.

The judges in the audience began to score.

Judge No. 1 gave it a score of 9.2.

The second judge gave a score of 9.3.

Judge No. 3 gave it a score of 9.1.

The host looked at the judges' scoreboards, and then said loudly: "The final score of contestant No. 13 is: 9.21 points!" ”

At this time, an audience member whispered: "Isn't it unfair that there are only three judges who score?" ”

The person next to him smiled and said, "Did you see the curtain?" Actually, there is a panel of judges behind the curtain! ”

"Huh? Why is there such an operation, they are closed the curtain, don't you see the fingering? ”

"At this stage of the competition, they are all masters of masters, and there will be no low-level ones like fingering mistakes."

"That's just as well!"

Lin Qingyi scored first in the rematch, and now in the final, it is temporarily the first.

Now, the audience is beginning to look forward to it, can Lin Qingyi's first place be maintained to the end?

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