Seventeen tones!
Eighteen tones!
Nineteen tones!
In the end, Song Yan played twenty tones, which was far more difficult than the original "Fantasy of the Dead".
Backstage, Song Xue's mouth was wide open, and her eyes were full of shock and disbelief. Song Yan was too strong, so powerful that she couldn't think of any provocation.
"Isn't the song played by Song Yan too unpleasant?" Yang Yanli said disdainfully.
"Mom, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense! I dare say that except Song Yan, no one in the world can play the music he played!" Song Xue shouted angrily at Yang Yanli.
"Is it really that powerful?" Yang Yanli said in disbelief.
Song Xue was too lazy to explain anymore, her eyes fell on the big screen and locked onto Song Yan's figure and the phantom hands. Her mood was particularly complicated. Song Yan at this moment made her feel like she was standing on a high mountain.
In the past, she thought Song Yan was a parasite who didn't know how to make progress, so she looked down on him and even disdained being associated with him. Therefore, because of her deliberate concealment, few people in the school knew about her relationship with Song Yan.
But now, he has become so good.
Thinking of this, her mind couldn't help but flash through every detail of him and Song Yan. She had always treated Song Yan with a cold face, but Song Yan had never blamed her. She remembered that in the winter of the third year of junior high school, her parents were busy. After going to the countryside, she and Song Yan were the only ones at home.
As a result, she had a high fever in the middle of the night and it was raining heavily outside. It was Song Yan who carried her to the hospital with an umbrella. In order to prevent her from getting wet, the umbrella mostly covered her head. When she arrived at the hospital, in front of Song Yan All my clothes and pants were soaked.
Later, Song Yan insisted on keeping her company all night in the hospital. As a result, she recovered, but Song Yan fell ill.
When she was in the third grade of junior high school, she was teased by two gangsters, and she happened to be met by Song Yan. Without saying a word, he rushed up and got into a fight with the two gangsters. As a result, he beat the two gangsters away, and he His body was bruised and purple, but Song Yan didn't care at all. Instead, he patted his chest and said that as long as he was here, no one could bully him.
Later, Song Yan proposed to go to a martial arts gym to learn boxing, but his mother did not agree because going to the martial arts gym required paying money. In the end, his father made the final decision and agreed to Song Yan to learn martial arts.
In this regard, my mother did not complain to her privately that Song Yan was ignorant and did not study hard, so she did not learn boxing.
Now that I think about it, maybe Song Yan went to learn boxing to better protect him.
Thinking of this, Song Xue's eyes were a little moist, and she secretly said in her heart: "Brother, I'm sorry."
On stage.
After playing "Fantasy of the Dead", Song Yan felt that his ten fingers were trembling. Even if he used his inner strength, it was very difficult to play twenty notes in a row.
Finished the song... no applause!
About five seconds passed.
"Bah bang bang!"
There was sparse applause, but immediately, the applause became one, like a tide, continuous!
The applause lasted for a minute before it stopped, but one of the judges couldn't wait to ask: "Song Yan, I would like to ask, how do you practice the speed of playing twenty keys at the same time?"
Song Yan took the microphone handed over by the host and said shyly, "Maybe it's because my fingers are naturally more flexible."
"You are too humble. I am sure that even a world-class piano master cannot play the piece you just played. You are simply a piano wizard!" the judge continued.
"The judges gave me the award." Song Yan responded humbly.
Another judge's voice sounded at the right time: "Teacher Li's description of Song Yan is so apt. I wonder if you have noticed that when Song Yan was playing just now, four hands seemed to appear above the keys. What are these if they are not magic hands? "
The director who was conducting the scene immediately ordered the technician to play the part where the ghost appeared when Song Yan was playing.
The violent piano music sounded again, and the big screen began to play the part where Song Yan played the 20th note. The camera focused on his hands. Sure enough, four hands appeared in the camera. It was impossible to tell which two were real hands and which two. Just a shadow.
Hearing these comments from the judges, the audience felt more and more confused.
There was no suspense in this PK match, but the host still asked for Zhou Qi’s opinion.
He simply gave up and said he couldn't play the piece.
Amidst the applause, Song Yan returned to the backstage.
Xia Xiang came up to Song Yan and praised Song Yan again.
At this moment, Song Yan noticed Song Xue standing one meter away and couldn't help but step forward.
"Brother, I'm sorry." Song Xue suddenly said.
When he heard Song Xue's name, Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic. He hadn't heard Song Xue call him brother for how many years.
"Xiaoxue, you...!" Song Yan was so excited that she didn't know what to say.
"Brother, I'm sorry. I was ignorant and misunderstood you before." Song Xue continued, but she shed tears of regret as she spoke, especially thinking of Song Yan, who struggled with gangsters and carried her in the rain in the middle of the night to protect him. hospital, she felt extremely guilty.
"Silly girl, my brother didn't blame you, there's nothing to cry about!" Song Yan lovingly wiped the tears from the corners of Song Xue's eyes.
Yang Yanli looked at this scene with an inexplicable sense of relief. She didn't like Song Yan mainly because he failed to live up to expectations. Now the child's grades are getting better and better, he plays the piano so well, and Xiaoxue also agrees with him. What else is there to be picky about
So, she walked up and said to Song Yan: "A Yan, let's go home for dinner tonight."
This was the first time that his aunt asked him to go home for dinner. Song Yan was very happy and agreed.
Song Xue appeared for the fifteenth time. With her strength, Song Yan was not worried that she would lose.
Sure enough, although the girl who competed with her was very strong, she still lost to Song Xue.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Xiangcheng No. 1 Hospital, in the high-end ward.
Nangong Jun, who had just woken up, looked very weak. At this moment, a beautiful nurse was carefully feeding him porridge.
The TV in the ward was also on, and it happened to be playing the PK competition of the piano competition.
When he saw Song Yan coming on stage, Nangong Jun's face suddenly turned ferocious.
"It's him, it's this boy!" Nangong Jun roared in his heart.
Then, he saw Song Yan stealing the show on TV, and he hated him so much that he fainted in bed for more than ten days, but that bastard stole the show on TV. Thinking of this, he felt like killing Song Yan. The impulse of inkstone.
"Somebody come!"
Nangong Jun shouted.
The bodyguard came in and greeted respectfully: "Master, what are your orders?"
"I want all the information about the kid on TV, including his relatives!" At this moment, he thought of a revenge plan. He not only wanted to kill the kid, but before killing him, he had to give his relatives to him first. Play to death one by one.
He wanted that bastard boy to know that offending him, Nangong Jun, was equivalent to offending the King of Hell.
At this moment, Song Yan was sitting in the living room eating with his uncle and his family. The food tonight was particularly rich. Watching the PK game on TV, his uncle also praised him a few words. His promotion to the director of the Education Bureau has been settled. He will officially take office on Monday. (To be continued)