Yuyu: [yes] I hope Aunt Gu can figure it out thoroughly this time.

The car stopped at the entrance of the TV station, followed by a black luxury car.

As soon as Yuzu and the others got out of the car, the door of the black luxury car opposite opened, and it was Luo Ping's family.

Luo Ping smiled honestly at Ji Wanwan: "Miss Ji, what a coincidence!" ”

Ji Wanwan just didn't see anyone, so she took care of herself and pulled the pomelo and walked forward.

Chen Gang was angry, gritted his teeth and stabbed: "Fuck you......"

Luo Ping lowered his head in shame and said in a sullen voice: "... You can scold if you want! As long as you can dissipate your anger. ”

After speaking, he sighed sadly: "Whether you believe it or not, I have been treating you as my own brother all these years......"

Chen Gang was almost vomited by disgust, and he clenched his fists in anger, eager to punch the hypocritical face in front of him.

Chen Wu grabbed the person, signaled him to calm down, and replied coldly: "Don't you dare to be!" Let's just two little gangsters, who deserve to be called brothers and sisters with a big boss of yours! ”

Luo Ping hung his head more and more sadly: "I ......"

Yuzu turned her little head and looked at Luo Ping seriously, not letting go of a trace of expression on his face, and then learned a line she heard on the Internet and asked curiously: "This uncle, what brand of garbage bag are you!" ”

Luo Ping raised his head a little stunned.

Without giving him a chance to ask rhetorically, the little guy crisply took the next sentence: "So pretending!" ”

Luo Ping's face froze for a moment.

Tao Ping'an couldn't hold back his laughter,

Yao Shiyu's mother and daughter followed closely behind, and seeing that her stepfather was bullied like this, Huo Qing was angry and was about to open her mouth to theorize, but she was stopped by her mother.

Yao Shiyu shook her head lightly and motioned for her to leave it alone.

Huo Qing frowned incomprehensibly,

……

Yuzu and his party entered the TV station building, and there were still two or three hours before the start of the game.

Mrs. Tao happened to meet an old sister who knew each other, and sat on the chaise longue at the door with each other to chat. Xie Jingze and the two stayed in the car for the time being, playing games and reading books.

Yuzu was taken by her mother to the backstage rehearsal.

They arrived relatively late, and when the two of them came in, almost all the rest of the contestants arrived. The hall was full of blowing, playing and singing.

Yuzu swept her eyes, there was no one she knew, and Wang Yeke, who was in the same kindergarten, was eliminated in the rematch. Among the twenty people who finally advanced to the finals, that Huo Qingxiao didn't count, she only knew Rong Ruo, but Rong Ruo hadn't come yet.

Ji Wanwan took the promotion sign and handed it to the staff.

The staff glanced at Yuzu and said gently: "The instrument props are all there, you can practice first." Wait for the teacher to come over, and then do the final rehearsal together. ”

After all, it's going to be broadcast live on TV, and it's always bad when the time comes.

Ji Wanwan thanked her politely and took Yuzu to the shelves with various musical instruments on the wall. Among the 20 groups of players who advanced to the finals, only Yuzu chose to play the guzheng.

Yuzu stretched out her little hand to try the sound of the piano, and nodded her little head with satisfaction: "This piano is even better than the one used in the semi-finals!" ”

Ji Wanwan's gaze stopped for a while on a violin on the side shelf, and the nostalgia in her eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Of course, this is going to be broadcast live on TV, and the props used must be selected."

Yuzu noticed her gaze keenly, and glanced at the violin.

I thought of what I said in the original book that my mother played the violin very well and won many awards. He has been invited to many concerts.

Her heart moved, it was her mother's birthday in a few days, and she was thinking about what gift to give? Why don't you send a violin?

Ji Wanwan helped her move the piano over and asked, "What tune does the baby want to play?" ”

Yuzu moved a stool and sat down, "(Fishing Boat Singing Night)"

With that, I put on my nails, gently plucked the strings, and played a short piece.

Ji Wanwan listened carefully and nodded secretly, whether it was the technique or the artistic conception expressed in the song, it was almost perfect, no surprise, there was no problem in the final selection of this competition,

But all she said was, "Well, it's a good talk." ”

At this time, a male voice mixed with dialects came from behind him: "... I... I'm here to compete, where can I go in? ”

Yuzu turned his head and saw that the person who asked was a little boy about ten years old. The boy wore a washed and distorted old cotton jacket with a ring of raw cuffs, a large schoolbag on his back, and two clumps of chilblains on his unpretentious face.

Seeing Yuzu staring at his face, the boy shrank back in a little embarrassment.

Yuzu retracted her gaze, pointed to the staff opposite, and said with a smile:

"Little brother take this sign of yours to find the aunt over there, register first, and there will be a rehearsal later."

The boy thanked him repeatedly, and most of the people around him saw the boy's clothes with disdain in their eyes.

Yuzu stared at the boy's back as he walked away, and obviously noticed that although he was poorly dressed and his eyes were timid, his body was quite straight, and the whole person exuded an indescribable spirit from the inside out.

The little guy retracted his gaze: "This brother should be quite powerful." ”

Soon a group of well-dressed people came over and got all the children participating in the competition to stand together for a round of rehearsals.

The children stood in a row, and the four teachers looked over in turn, except for Rong Ruo, the rest arrived. The eldest of them is thirteen years old, and the youngest is naturally pomelo.

The first to start was the oldest child. The girl wore a beautiful dance dress and slowly walked out of the ranks, and because of the perennial practice of dancing, her walking form was light and graceful.

As the music started, the girl leaned back, the water sleeves swayed, and everyone around looked at it intently, after all, it was beautiful just from the costumes.

Yuzu also looked very seriously, she recognized it at a glance, the other party was dancing the water sleeve dance, but it was much better than the water sleeve dance she learned in the Jing Dynasty.

Just looked at it for a while, her little eyebrows twisted, this sister danced well in front, and when she got to the back, her movements were very perfunctory.

Yuzu couldn't help but look at the four teachers sitting opposite, and found that they looked as usual, and they didn't mean to be angry at all.

The little guy is even more puzzling, the teacher who can be arranged to get to the bottom of the rehearsal should know a lot about these, but why are they not angry at all?

In the end, she attributed it to the fact that the teachers were very easy-going and talkative, but when it was the turn of the next young lady, she also danced a classical sacrificial dance. The critical gazes of several teachers never stopped.

At the end of the dance, she pointed out several problems sharply, and the girl blushed and nodded her head again and again.

Feng Siyu threw off his beautiful dance clothes and sat down in a position with a good view on the opposite side.

Watching the girl being trained, she tilted her chin proudly, and snorted softly in her nose.

I have to say that those who can go to the finals are quite good.