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They followed the prestige and saw a man standing there with wide eyes, his face full of resentment, his mouth wide open, as if he had just finished an exaggerated pantomime.

Li Zhushi's pupils shrank: Mei Renxin!

Zhao Chen, who was pale, also reacted, and shouted with Mei Renxin: "Yes, as far as I know, this player is indeed not a student. Distinguished judges and moderators, I would like to ask for a re-examination of whether the contestants are eligible for the competition. ”

There was a commotion in the venue.

The host froze in place, turned his head to Song Qiu and asked, "May I ask Mr. Song, are what they said true, you are not a student of Jiangcheng University?"

Song Qiu glanced at Mei Renxin lightly, Mei Renxin only felt cold all over his body, if he hadn't thought that there were still so many people here, he was sure that Song Qiu would not dare to beat people in public, he would have run away without a trace.

Just kidding, can you afford to mess with Superman who can break iron pipes with one finger?

Ignoring Mei Renxin, who was terrified, Song Qiu nodded and replied calmly: "Yes, I am no longer a student of Jiangcheng University. ”

The audience was in an uproar.

The team leader teacher looked dull and asked Li Zhushi in fear, "He is not a student of our school?"

Li Zhushi's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "It used to be, but now it's not." ”

"Ouch, my aunt, why didn't you say it earlier?" the team leader slapped his thigh and shouted complainingly.

"If it weren't for Song Qiu going up to top it, we would have withdrawn from the game now. Li Zhushi was very open.

The team leader was speechless.

The host asked the crowd to wait quietly, and several judges got together to discuss for a long time, and finally discussed the result.

The male host took the results and announced: "After the evaluation of the judging committee, I announce that Jiangcheng University has been deprived of the results of the competition because of the incompatibility of the participants' qualifications. The winner of this competition is Zhao Chen, a student from Jiangcheng University of Science and Technology. ”

"Congratulations to Zhao Chen. The hostess chimed in.

Meng Ziqing stretched out her little tongue cutely, snorted into the air, and said angrily: "I didn't expect this Zhao Chen to be this kind of person, I saw him running before and after for us, and I thought he didn't care about the results of the competition." ”

Li Zhushi smiled faintly: "It's normal, the heart of winning is human nature." ”

Zhao Chen's face was ecstatic, no matter what, he finally got his wish.

He stood excitedly under the stage, waiting for the host to invite him to the stage to give his acceptance speech.

His acceptance speech had been written and memorized as early as last night, and he was waiting to come to the stage to receive the award today, and he was confident that he would win the favor of Old Man Huang with this acceptance speech.

Next, I would like to invite Professor Huang Haotian, president of the Huaxia Conservatory of Music and a famous musician in China, to speak. The host said.

Zhao Chen thought that after the announcement, the next thing was to ask him to go up to receive the award, his feet had already taken half a step, and when he heard this, he had to take it back stiffly, but fortunately, the light was dim, and few people noticed this.

If this dead old man wants to talk about it, he should talk quickly, but don't ramble for a long time.

Zhao Chen cursed in his heart.

Huang Haotian walked on the stage, took the microphone, and said with emotion: "I originally thought it was just a provincial-level intercollegiate competition for college students, and I couldn't see anything new. We have always said that 'what is Chinese is the world', but what is the unique art of China? I would like to thank Song Qiu for bringing an instrument that many of us thought was obsolete back onto the stage and giving it a new glow. Thanks to Song Qiu, we can feel the charm of Chinese classical art. This is the art of China! This is the art of the world!"

"It's a pity that because of the restrictions of the competition system, Song Qiu was not able to win the award, but I don't think it will be a pity for him, on the contrary, this competition failed to let Song Qiu win the award, which will be an eternal regret for this event!"

At this point, he deliberately paused, and the cheers and applause of the audience rose together.

When the cheers and applause subsided, Huang Haotian continued to smile and said: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and each generation is stronger than the next, I used to be not convinced by this sentence, but now, I am convinced." Convincing!"

Several judges sat in the audience, also looked at each other, and all nodded with a smile, agreeing with Huang Haotian's words.

"I won't say a lot of praise, you don't need me to say it, someone will say it to you in the future. I'm here now, just to ask you, since you are not a college student at Jiangcheng University, are you a college student?" Huang Haotian suddenly changed his words.

Song Qiu shook his head and said, "I don't read anymore." ”

There was a person in the judges' seat who had a fast turn, and hurriedly interrupted what Huang Haotian was about to say next, and shouted loudly: "Old Huang, don't say it yet! Brother Song Qiu, I am here to invite you to become a student of our school on behalf of the Bashu Conservatory of Music, which major you can choose by yourself, and I will pack the tickets for the scholarship, and they will be issued according to the highest grade!"

When several other judges heard this, they all scolded "two old slippery heads", and hurriedly shouted: "I invite you on behalf of the Imperial Capital Conservatory of Music!"

"I'm from Wanghai Conservatory of Music!"

"Tiannan Academy of Arts!"

The messy and lively posture is like a middle-aged housewife encountering a big price reduction promotion that is rare in a century in the supermarket, and they all use their strength to eat milk, trying to win a good position in this fierce fight.

"Ahem, you people, superficial! It's too superficial! I'm not like you!" Huang Hao pointed at them with a look of hatred.

Turning his face, the smile on his face was brighter than that of a flower, and he said to Song Qiu with a pleasant face: "Little brother Song Qiu, I'm not like them, I won't let you go to our school to be a student, our school, including me, no one is qualified to teach you." I invite you to be a professor in our school and teach students!"

Huang Haotian spoke amazingly!

Those who heard it were stupid.

Who is Huang Haotian?

The dean of the Huaxia Conservatory of Music, that is the number one school in the Huaxia Professional Conservatory of Music!

Countless star singers are from there, that is Everest in the eyes of countless music students, and it is the Hogwarts in the world music circle!

With a flute piece, he was invited by Huang Haotian to be a professor at the highest music school in China?

There has never been such a thing in the world!

What's more, this person looks very young, it doesn't matter if he is twenty years old, if he really becomes a professor, isn't he the youngest professor in all of China?

Oh, my God!

The audience is going crazy.

Zhao Chen's face was pale, and he stood under the stage in despair, he looked at Song Qiu on the stage, and muttered: "There must be something wrong, how can this be, how can this be?"

Several judges looked at each other, they were not like Huang Haotian, who had so much power to directly promise a professor.

"You're ruthless enough!" an old professor who was good friends with Huang Haotian gave Huang Haotian a thumbs up and said with a wry smile.

Huang Haotian smiled proudly and said, "To be honest, this is the first time I feel that my title as the dean of the Conservatory of Music is quite useful. ”

"I refuse. The smile on Huang Haotian's face had not yet dissipated, and Song Qiu, who had been silent, finally said apologetically.

"What?" Huang Haotian was stunned, he thought he had misheard.

"Sorry, I refuse. ”