Life swap game

The song becomes deeper in the second part, but it does not sink all at once. Instead, there is a trend in the first part, and this trend is continued in the second part.

At the beginning of the third part, the tune suddenly became very slow and soft, and finally stopped. It was like the sky suddenly changed from dusk to night.

Liu Manman clenched her hands. Is this song over here?

of course not.

After three seconds of silence, Xia Yu's fingers moved again, and a brisk melody appeared again.

Yes, it's "again".

Liu Manman opened her eyes wide, and she discovered what she had missed before. It was such a melody.

This melody appears many times in the prelude, the first part, and the second part, but its appearance is hidden. Each time it appears, only a small section of it appears, and only then is it fully revealed.

The brisk melody kept repeating.

Smoothing her frown, Liu Manman continued to watch the images in her mind.

Under the brisk melody, the night seemed to suddenly become brighter.

No, it wasn’t clear that this melody had already been involved.

This melody is like...a little flower hidden in the picture.

During the day, behind the sunlight, grass, and butterflies, this flower is swaying. At dusk, when the butterflies disappear, the sunlight fades, and the grass becomes quiet, the flower becomes slightly more obvious.

In the third part, at night, the sunlight also disappeared, the grass fell asleep completely, and the picture entered darkness. The lens that originally illuminated the entire grassland suddenly zoomed in in front of the flower.

The audience was shocked to realize that that flower, that flower quietly growing in the corner, was so clean and pure.

In their minds, they recalled the day, dusk, and the swaying of flowers.

The melody does not repeat endlessly, it becomes scattered again, hidden behind the emerging beat.

It's already dawn.

Xia Yu stopped holding his hands and stood up.

There was warm applause from the audience.

The judges on the stage were discussing excitedly.

The host came to the stage and she started to give the introduction that other competitions would give before playing.

This approach of playing first and then talking is of great benefit to good music. After listening to good music, people will be more curious about the music and the player and composer, but after listening to bad music, the audience will also be more curious about the music. You will completely lose interest in understanding.

Xia Yu's song is undoubtedly the former.

The host looked at the card in his hand: "Thank you Mr. Xia Yu for the wonderful performance. The name of this piece is Princess Tranquility. It is a beautiful piece. The composer and performer are both Mr. Xia Yu... …”

As he spoke, the host wondered why he had never heard of this person named Xia Yu. Is there such a person in the Conservatory of Music?

He briefly explained the information that Xia Yu had filled in before and handed the microphone to the judges and teachers.

The judges looked at each other. They could comment on the previous songs and give some suggestions, but they couldn't do that with this song!

Moreover, this link has been decided to be the one where the judges give suggestions, so they can’t just skip it if they want to praise it.

They are all well-known composers and performers, and they had never thought that this arrangement would encounter such an embarrassing situation.

They were prepared to muddle through, but the host was so enthusiastic that he kept asking them to comment.

After a few perfunctory words, the judges immediately asked Xia Yu to step down.

At this time, due to their fixed mindset and inner embarrassment, none of the judges recognized Xia Yu.

The same goes for a group of players in the audience.

Looking at Xia Yu who returned to his seat and sat down, Lao Zheng and Lao Gang held each other's hands, a little confused.

What Xia Yu did at this time can be compared with a scene.

During the sword debate in Huashan, Lao Zheng, Lao Gang, and a group of martial arts people gathered in Huashan to compete for fame and fortune. Lao Zheng relied on the Nine Yin Manual, and Lao Gang relied on the Nine Yang Magic Kung Fu to defeat a group of martial arts figures. They stood on the top of Mount Hua and began the final battle.

Jiuyin has many changes, and Jiuyang is majestic. The two of them are equally matched, and they are fighting happily.

At this time, there was an explosion from the horizon, and Xia Yu came to their heads on flying swords.

Then, Xia Yu made another move with Ten Thousand Swords united into one, cutting off the top of Mount Huashan.

Lao Zheng and Lao Gang's mentality collapsed on the spot.

We are competing in martial arts. This is a martial arts world! Why are you both a flying sword and a member of the Wanjian Chaozong? The level of your world is not right!

You, a swordsman from the world of Xianxia, ​​come to our world of martial arts to compete with ordinary people like us to be the best in the world!

Their hearts were bitter, but they could not say anything.

Although Xia Yu is a swordsman, he is also a person of this world. Why wouldn't the world's number one allow others to participate?

They grabbed each other's hands and couldn't help but exert their strength. They looked at each other with sadness on their faces.

Compared to them, the other players' emotions were more stable.

One player poked another player: "Didn't you say that there is no suspense in this kind of competition and it is impossible to win the dark horse?"

"Hey, how could you have wronged someone? When did I say such a thing!" The other party refused to admit it.

Ignoring the quarrel between the two people, Xia Yu looked at Lao Zheng who was walking towards the stage.

After Lao Zheng started playing, he felt relieved.

Listening to how well these people played just now, I thought that Old Zheng would play such a good tune, but it turns out that the level of music creation at LV3 is two levels lower than his music at LV5.

After listening to Xia Yu's performance, the audience was no longer interested in this kind of music. When it came to the judging period, the judges also showed their resentment against Xia Yu and spoke harshly of Lao Zheng.

Lao Zheng came down in disgrace, and the players who came up behind him also failed to do well.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the game ended, and the host came on stage to summarize. After the summary, there was ranking, and then the meeting ended.

After the meeting ended, it was time for Xia Yu to get down to business.

Lao Zheng and Lao Gang had recovered their emotions at this time. They sat next to Xia Yu on the left and right, and asked Xia Yu: "Brother, which class are you in? Please give us some advice when you have time."

"Class three." Xia Yu replied.

"Freshman piano class 3, I took note of it."

"No." As Xia Yu was about to explain, the host had already read out the rankings for this competition.

The host looked at the card in his hand: "There is no suspense about the first place, it is District Literature Class 3..."

Halfway through, the host was stunned.

Does their music school have a local language class? Isn’t District Wen the abbreviation of District Literature and the modern name of Guowen?

So he skipped the class and talked directly about Xia Yu.

At this time, the player who had doubts before heard the words "Ou Wen" and had an alarming guess in his mind.

He asked Xiang Xia Yu: "Which department are you from?"

"Which department?" Friends around him thought he was crazy. This is a composition and performance competition, how could anyone come from any other department?