757?? When and stand?
Even if you ignore those performance skills, such a feast of drums can get ten points.
No provocation.
Blameless.
"10 points!"
"10 points!"
Fans shouted.
The students of the Imperial Capital Conservatory of Music shouted.
The Chinese audience and overseas audiences also shouted.
Even the Manhattan Conservatory students shouted along.
It has no borders, nothing else, this is just the most sincere evaluation of music.
Several teachers from the Imperial Capital Conservatory of Music, including Principal Wen, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, their faces also showed a proud look.
This is their student, this is the student of Huaxia!
In this foreign land, she is the pride of the whole of China.
Principal Wen grabbed the pen and wrote a big number on itβ
10οΌ
Mr. Anthony, the pianist, had already stood up excitedly, and on his scoreboard, the same number 10.
Of course, the teachers of several conservatories are not ambiguous, and they have scored ten points for Junqing.
On the other side, several judges from the Manhattan School of Music suddenly felt a lot of pressure.
Without thinking about it, Tony wrote down a number, which was also ten.
He didn't care about the hints of the school leaders, and the other party's perfect performance had already exceeded ten points.
The rest of the teachers looked at each other, and in the end, they all gave a score of 9.5 or more.
Jun Qing's performance is beyond doubt, such a score is already a score that can't be lower, and if they let them release the water, they are really sorry for their music taste.
Now, there is only one last one left, the teacher of the percussion department, Stephen, Egger's mentor, and his score will be crucial.
Stephen gritted his teeth and glanced sideways at Egger not far away, his fingers holding the pen trembling a little.
Glancing at everyone's scores, he gritted his teeth and wrote down a number.
8οΌ
"Professor Stephen's rating is...... 8 points! The host reported the results, "According to this rating, Jun Qing and Egger's scores are both 97 points, a draw." β
The audience was in an uproar.
"It's not fair!" Feng Nuan turned around and exclaimed, "You are a student who is biased towards you, obviously she is better." β
On the stage, Jun Qing heard this somewhat familiar voice, and subconsciously turned his face.
The stage is darker, but because the wind is warm in the front row, it is standing again.
Therefore, Jun Qing could vaguely see her face.
Wind warming?!
"It's not fair!"
"We're asking the other judges' to rescore!"
β¦β¦
Leng Mo, Cheng Qianxue, He Siyun and others all rushed forward.
There was also a shout from the audience.
Stephen glanced at Egger, got up and walked onto the stage, taking the microphone from the host's hand.
"Everyone has their own understanding and knowledge of music, and Junqing's performance is outstanding, but I think that musically, Egger's percussion is more appreciative, and of course it may be because I personally prefer African drums. It's just a personal preference, not the level of the music. Since we are cultural exchanges, in fact, winning or losing is not very important, right, Junqing? β
When and stand?
If your people lose, what kind of cultural exchange do you mention, why did you go earlier?
Everyone was angry, and Cheng Qianxue scolded directly.
"Shit!"
In this case, there is no point in talking quickly.
Jun Qing raised his right hand and signaled everyone to be quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on her.