Chapter 42 (1/2)

Han Sha was conquered by a piece of blue and white porcelain. Until song Yan played it, she was still immersed in the Jiangnan Water Town created by song Yan and the sad and beautiful love story.

after a long time, Hansha returned to her mind and looked at Song Yandao: ”it turns out that your piano is so well played, so deep hidden!”

”Who told me to be a low-key and meaningful person?” Song Yan's face stinks.

”Low key?” Hansha sneers: ”now, who doesn't know your name in Shengye middle school? Help the police to catch the A-level wanted person. Kick teacher Yan to the junior high school. If I offend you one day, will you send me to teach the primary school students?”

”Cough.” Song Yan's face turned red for a while. I didn't expect that Mr. Hansha would say something like that.

All of a sudden, Hansha's face showed a sly smile, and song Yan immediately reflected that she had been fooled by Hansha.

For a while, song Yan's eyes became a little grumpy.

Can't stand his eyes hansalin hurriedly said: ”well, I'm sure you're fake, but you have to win a championship, otherwise, wait to clean the toilet.”

”No, it's too cruel.” Song Yan wails.

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At 9 a.m. on the 15th, song Yan appeared in the vocal music teaching building of Xiangcheng Conservatory of music. The audition place for the piano competition was arranged here.

Downstairs, there are red banners hung. There are two tables under the banners. There are four staff members of the competition party who issue the number plates.

Yesterday, Zheng Yun called him to get through with him. About 800 people signed up for the piano competition. Therefore, ten classrooms were arranged for audition. Each classroom had three judges. They got three tickets to directly participate in the preliminary competition and two tickets to be determined.

At the staff office, song Yan received a number plate 7-68.

”7” stands for classroom 7, and ”68” is the sequence number.

The audition began at 9:30. The staff asked that classroom 7 was on the 4th floor. Song Yan took the number plate and went straight to the 4th floor.

The door of classroom 7 is closed. Obviously, the judges are not there yet. However, most of the participants have come to the outside of the classroom to wait. With their friends or family accompanying them, the corridor is very crowded.

”Hi, what do you call me, man? Come alone, without friends? ” A tall and thin man with long hair and ugly face greets song Yan.

”Yes, come alone. My name is song Yan. What do you call it?” Just so-called stretch out not to hit smiling face person, then song inkstone guest airway.

”My name is Xia Xiang, musician. This is my business card.” While talking, the other side handed over a rather delicate business card.

”Thank you.” Song Yan reached out and took the card. ”But I'm still a student. I don't have a card.”

Xia wanted to be able to talk, and he was straightforward. Song Yan didn't ask, so he took the initiative to talk about his own affairs. According to him, he began to play piano and guitar in high school. Later, he went to university, joined a music club, and formed a band with several students who shared the same dream of music.

It's a pity that after graduating from college, the band broke up because of the pressure of livelihood.

But he didn't give up his dream of music. Since the band was dissolved, he just played by himself, but he didn't get along well.

In the past two years, he has also participated in many music talent shows, the best one entered the semi-finals, but because of his poor appearance and singing skills, he has not been able to make it. This time, I heard that the prize money of the piano competition is very rich, so he signed up for it.

All of a sudden, Xia wanted to turn around and ask song Yan, ”are you still in high school?”

”Well. Senior three. ” Song Yan nodded.

”Which school?” Xia wants to keep asking.

”The night school.”

”Amazing, the best middle school in our state. Are you an art examinee?”

”No, I'm a liberal arts student!”

Finally, the staff came to open the door, and then the judges came, two men and one woman.

Half past nine.

The staff came out to announce the start of the audition, and asked everyone to keep quiet, then let 701 play in the classroom, 702 ready.

701 is a pretty young man about the age of song Yan. Obviously, he is nervous.