In the evening, the games in the hotel banquet hall are in full swing.

"Okay, next you invite the twelfth, twentieth, and twenty-seventh contestants to come to the stage." The organizers of the piano competition stand on a small stage and randomly draw numbers.

The number plate that Duan Zilian got was exactly the twelfth, so he walked out of the crowd and went to the stage.

The other two people involved in the game were a boy and a girl.

"Okay, ask the three contestants to form a circle and play the game of idiom solitaire, each of whom can think for a maximum of ten seconds. At the beginning of the competition, the ladies will take precedence, so this girl will start first. "The organizers announced the start of the game.

The girl thought for a moment and said an idiom, then the joke continued, and finally the boy.

The three of them played a few rounds, and as a result, the boy was eliminated because he had been thinking for too long, so he had to play a tune live on the electric piano.

As for Duan Zilian and the girl, they have to continue the game of idiom solitaire to determine the final winner.

In the end, it was Duan Zilian who won, and according to the rules of the competition, he could get some small rewards.

And the girl, like the boy just now, played a tune live with an electric piano.

"I'm sorry, I won." Duan Zilian said to the girl.

"Cut, I'm a girl, why don't you let me do a little." The game was lost, and the girl pouted and couldn't help but complain a little.

Duan Zi shrugged pitifully and didn't reply.

The girl pursed her lips again, went to the electric piano, and played a simpler tune on the spot.

And Duan Zilian is choosing a small gift prepared by the organizer for the winner of the game.

There are many types of small gifts, including cartoon pendants, notebooks, mouse pads, wallets, ragdoll dolls, and so on.

This made Duan Zilian a little unsure of which one to choose.

After thinking about it for a while, he finally chose a cat-shaped puppet doll and went back to give it to Luo Xinyan or Luo Lingling, if they didn't want it, they could also put it up as an ornament.

Coming down from the stage, Duan Zilian saw that the game was still going on, so he took out his mobile phone and looked at the time.

"It's already nine o'clock in the evening, and it's estimated that it will be over by half past nine."

After muttering to himself, Duan Zilian put away his phone and continued to look at the game on the stage idly.

At this moment, someone tapped him on the shoulder, and when he looked back, he saw that the person who patted his shoulder was the girl who had just played a game on stage with him.

"Something?" Duan Zilian doesn't know her, at most, she just had a little intersection in the game just now, and she doesn't understand what she came to do with herself.

"Classmate, are you interested in making a friend?" The girl smiled, took out her mobile phone, and shook it in front of Duan Zilian.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested." Hearing the girl's intention, Duan Zilian was surprised, then shook his head decisively, and walked to the other side.

Although that girl doesn't look bad, even if she makes friends now, it doesn't make any sense, and as soon as tomorrow's finals are over, she will go back to her own house to find her own mother, and then it will be the opposite of each other, and it is basically impossible to see her again.

Such a result can be described in one sentence - the seedlings of friendship have not yet grown, and they are directly suffocated in the soil.

Therefore, Duan Zilian was not interested in making friends with that girl.

"......" didn't expect Duan Zilian to reject herself so directly, and the girl couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Cut!" Then, she pouted in displeasure and turned to the other side.

Soon, it was half past nine in the evening, and as Duan Zilian thought, the dinner party ended here.

Everyone immediately dispersed.

Duan Zilian found the principal and returned to the hotel room.

"It's getting late, you should rest early, don't play too late, you have to play in the final tomorrow." Before entering the room, the principal specially told Duan Zilian.

"Hmm." Duan Zi replied with pity, took the room card, entered his room, and took a shower to rest.

Tonight is relatively peaceful, unlike last time, after the dinner of the second competition at the municipal level, there was also a xenobiological beast, which made him have to fight at night.

And that night, he should be able to get a good night's sleep.

The next morning, after getting up and washing, Duan Zilian and the principal finished breakfast, and then followed the crowd to the final venue.

The venue for the finals is a very grand music hall, with gorgeous and solemn decorations and layouts, bright lights, just stepping through the door, Duan Zilian has already begun to be a little nervous.

After all, this was the first time he had performed on such a grand occasion.

What's more, this is still the finals, and whether he can get the 300,000 prize money for the first place depends on his performance this time.

Duan Zilian believes in his own level, so there shouldn't be much of a problem.

When entering the concert hall, the on-site staff asked Duan Zilian to sign in after confirming that Duan Zilian was a contestant, handed Duan Zilian a number plate, and according to the number on the number plate, went to the side near the stage to find his seat.

At the same time, this number plate is also the order of Duan Zilian's play.

As for the headmaster, he just randomly found a seat in the back and sat down.

Coming to a position close to the stage, Duan Zilian found his seat according to the numbers on the number plate.

His number plate was number twenty-two, so he was sitting in seat number twenty-two, and at the same time, he was the twenty-second to play.

Sitting down on the seat, Duan Zilian looked at his number plate and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth: "Twenty-two, it's really a painful number, are you saying that I'm two?" I feel like God is targeting me. ”

After complaining, Duan Zilian took out his mobile phone and checked on the Internet, there are fourteen cities in his province, and there are three contestants in one city, so there are a total of forty-two contestants in the finals, which is quite a lot.

Duan Zilian's playing order is just in the middle.

With so many people, it should be possible to compare it in one day.

Suddenly, something occurred to him.

"Li Shuning can't participate in the finals, in this case, will there only be two people in my city? It should be possible to let the person who ranked fourth in the second match take Li Shuning's place. ”

After talking to himself, Duan Zilian shook his head, too lazy to care about this kind of detail, and observed the music venue idly.

At this time, the staff had almost set up the venue, and on the stage in front of them, there was a piano of great value.

At the same time, around the stage, Duan Zilian also saw several cameras, and he didn't have to think about it to know that these cameras were broadcasting the competition process in real time.

With the passage of time, gradually, the contestants came here one after another, all according to the number plate, sitting in the front row near the stage.

And those who came with them, or the audience, sat in the back.

At half past nine in the morning, all the contestants have arrived, and the final of this provincial piano competition has officially kicked off.

At the same time, in the hospital.

Li Shuning's parents sat next to the hospital bed, looked sadly at their unconscious daughter, and sighed softly.

Looking at the time, thinking that the final of the piano competition should have begun, Li Shuning's mother turned on the TV in the ward and used the remote control to transfer to a local station.

At this point, the game has just begun.

She saw that on TV, a host in a suit and leather shoes took the microphone, walked up to the podium, said a lengthy opening remarks to the camera's lens, and introduced the special guests and judges one after another, and then announced the official start of the finals.

Suddenly, there was a round of applause on the television.

Turning her head and looking at her unconscious daughter, Li Shuning's mother couldn't help but sigh again.

"Ning Ning, the final you are most looking forward to has begun, and that friend of yours is about to bring your song to the stage to play...... Mom, please, will you open your eyes and take a look? ”

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, and Li Shuning's mother couldn't help but sob.

When Li Shuning's father saw such a scene, he sighed sadly and comforted his wife softly.

They didn't notice that on the hospital bed, Li Shuning's fingers suddenly moved.

At the same time, at home.

Today, Saturday, Luo Xinyan got up early, turned on the TV, and watched the final scene of the piano competition, so that Luo Lingling could listen to the sound of the final.

Moreover, Xu Ying followed Qin Qiaoyun here, sat next to Luo Xinyan and Luo Lingling, and watched the live broadcast of the finals with them.