Shi Yu finally went on stage, bowed to the audience, and then sat down in front of the piano.

Took a deep breath.

The beautiful notes poured out of her fingertips with great skill, and it could be seen that her technique was far more advanced than that of the students of other houses.

Hu Na watched Shi Yu play normally from behind, and smiled coldly: "Hmph, sure enough, the doll is the best, unlike some people, who secretly play black hands if they can't win." ”

Qin Yan bit his lip, his face turned pale.

She stared at Shi Yu on the stage unwillingly and said meanly; "It's too early to say this, I don't think the language was very good at that time, the rhythm was not right, and I played the wrong note."

"You're sour, you!" Hu Na is also a student in the piano class, how can she not hear Shi Yu playing the 'fantasy improvisation' perfectly without any flaws?

"Don't be too happy!"

Liu Yan suddenly thought of the judges of this competition, and a confident and smug smile appeared on her face.

My sister said that this time she will make a very amazing debut, and those judges have already taken care of it.

She will definitely be number one.

So even if Shiyu is excellent, what can it do?

In this world, there has always been a backstage person who has the final say.

Shiyu's voice is completely different from others, her timbre has a unique charm, flexible and light, which can infect all those who love music.

She's like an elf, a musical elf.

When the first note was played with both hands, it attracted everyone's attention.

in the audience

Chu Jing suddenly stood up directly, and his face changed greatly as he looked at Shi Yu who was playing the piano.

No.

Qin Yu's voice.

Could it be that she is imitating the Qin language?

But in this world, everyone has their own unique timbre, and imitation alone cannot be exactly the same.

He had listened to countless Qin language recitals, and he was already extremely familiar with every timbre.

Why......

"The one in front, don't get in the way!" Someone in the back was blocked from view, pulling Chu Jing's sleeve.

Only then did Chu Jing turn around and apologize and sit down.

Clench your hands into fists.

His eyes were filled with excitement.

People who died eight years ago, and their phones, which stopped ringing eight years ago, ring again a few months ago......

It's her?

After the fantasy improvisation, if it is Qin, I will definitely choose a nocturne in B flat minor (Op. 9-1), because this is a little bad taste of Qin.

First of all, she shocked everyone with a difficult fantasy riff, and made people's hearts seem to be spinning, singing, and dancing, like a pair of white wings spread out behind her back.

After the agitation and shock, there is calm and quiet.

Nocturne in B flat minor (Op. 9-1), Qin Yu loves Chopin, whether it is a fantasia or a nocturne, it is her favorite.

The familiar nocturne melody sounded in his ears, and Chu Jing's whole body tensed, and the whole person couldn't move as if he had been pointed.

Sayings...... Qin ......

Who are you?

The last note fell, and the people who stood up to create the applause bent deeply, and the corners of her mouth had a quiet and beautiful smile.

Just like before, there is no arrogance, no rashness, no surprise of honor and disgrace.

She is the most beautiful musical elf.

The moment Shi Yu left the stage, Chu Jing also disappeared into the audience.

He was not interested in the results of the game.

When she left through the back door, she saw the man at the door, and Chu Jing's deep and cold eyes stared at her.

"Sure enough, you're going to go through the back door, Qin Yu!"