At nine o'clock in the morning, the piano competition officially began.

Song Yinyin and Lu Jinyan followed the other parents and entered the parent waiting area to wait.

There are two large LCD screens on both walls, which broadcast the whole game scene.

At this time, Song Yinyin's eyes were fixed on the screen, and his hands were nervously clenched.

I saw that on the screen, the hostess in a dress was the first to enter the venue, and after a welcome speech, she continued:

"In this competition, we will broadcast the whole competition live to the whole country, and netizens can leave a message on the designated network platform of this competition to choose their favorite piano genius...... Next, we have invited Mr. Yan Kejun, President of Yan's Group, to come to the stage to say a few words for our young contestants. ”

When the words 'Yan' and 'Yan Kejun' fell into his ears, Song Yinyin was quite surprised.

I really didn't expect that the sponsor of this competition turned out to be Yan's.

I saw that on the screen, the tall man was wearing a very formal suit, black and white, walking calmly, and attracting everyone's attention like gilded edges.

Standing on the podium, he bowed his head slightly, and said loudly:

"Dear judges, contestants, and guests from all over the country, good evening! Welcome to the 1st Imperial Capital Steinway & Sons International Youth Piano Competition, sponsored by the Central Conservatory of Music and sponsored by Yan's Group......"

After six years of polishing, the man seems to have become more mature.

Song Yinyin narrowed a pair of almond eyes, and had no nostalgia for Yan Kejun, but she was quite surprised, and she didn't expect that he would also be there......

On the ground, a cold light fell beside her, and the big palm holding her small hand also tightened.

It's Lu Jinhan!

Song Yinyin inexplicably felt a chill on his back.

She was so frightened that she sat upright, not daring to move.

"You're nervous?" He leaned close to the base of her ear and blew on the heat.

I don't know if it's intentional, she always feels that his gaze is gloomy and has a sense of scrutiny.

Song Yinyin turned around and smiled, "Of course I'm nervous, my son is about to play, aren't you nervous?" ”

He narrowed his pupils and locked on her pretty face.

Seeing that he couldn't see any clues, he withdrew his gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"When did Yan become so high-profile."

It was like a casual complaint, but Song Yinyin didn't dare to answer.

Fortunately, he didn't say anything after that, and Song Yinyin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the competition begins, and each contestant will play a piece of Chinese and foreign music, which will last no more than five minutes.

Song Dabai was placed in the toddler group.

Most of the children in this group are not very difficult because they are beginners, and most of the songs are relatively short.

Some children played for less than two minutes and then went off.

So from the beginning of the game to the time when Song Dabai came on the field, it was only a short half an hour.

After the eighteenth contestant finished playing, the hostess took the microphone to announce the curtain: "Next, we have invited the nineteenth contestant, Song Dabai, to play on stage." ”

Listening to the broadcast of the hostess on the screen, Song Yinyin's heart was raised to her throat.

She didn't know that because of nervousness, she just subconsciously grabbed the big palm of the man next to her.

Lu Jin Han lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on her small hand that was tightly holding her big palm.

Slender as an onion, slender and fair, the corners of his mouth bent shallowly, and then he took her hand back, and inserted his five fingers into the gap between her fingers.

The ten fingers were tightly interlocked, and their palms were pressed against each other.