Life swap game

The two principals said a few words and then sat down.

This was a competition as well as a concert. The audience was full of people, and Xia Yu also met his Chinese teacher.

The Chinese teacher sat next to the principal. He handed Xia Yu a card: "The clothes are in the backstage closet. This is the card."

This game will be broadcast on video, and local news will also show a few scenes, so the image is very important. Xia Yu is not allowed to play in the casual clothes he is wearing now.

After taking the magnetic card, Xia Yu thanked him.

"Thank you. You can just kill that Ma Feng when the time comes. This is our principal's obsession. If he doesn't win a game, he will not be able to live in peace." The Chinese teacher said.

"It's Feng Ma." The principal corrected the name, but did not deny what the Chinese teacher said later.

I don’t know what the story was like between him and the principal of No. 2 Middle School when they were young. It doesn’t look like they were enemies, but they looked like old friends.

"That Feng Ma's mother is Ma Xiao." The principal said to Xia Yu again, "You don't have to feel pressure. I'm very happy to be in the top three and get the promotion spot."

Ma Xiao is a fairly well-known pianist.

"You have a good talent. After the competition, I can take you to meet Ma Xiao." The principal said, thinking that Xia Yu was going to pursue the piano career.

But Xia Yu only used the piano as a skill to make money, and he only wanted to participate in the competition to get the task reward from the manufacturer.

Moreover, Xia Yu only plans to play the piano in the preliminary round and at most the second round. Afterwards, he plans to start playing the guzheng.

The reason why he still played the piano was because he saw that the principal had a special liking for the piano, and a large part of the previous bet was probably due to the piano.

After he entered the finals, the examples of his piano playing would definitely be picked out, so it would be better to show them openly.

He is already prepared. His current level is probably at the critical point of level 3. He can break through to level 4 as soon as he learns the remaining piano music. These days, he has been practicing in the cafe and has pushed his playing level to level 4. In the mid-level lv3 state, I also changed some small habits and replaced them with other habits.

An Siyao was not a dog, so it was impossible to recognize him in this situation.

After reflecting on the plan and making sure there were no loopholes, Xia Yu raised his head and saw that the game had begun.

There were twenty-three people participating in the competition, and his number was twenty-three.

On the stage, three judges are already in place. They are either professors from music universities or well-known musicians.

The first student came on stage and his instrument was the accordion.

Seeing the accordion, the three judges had expressionless faces.

The accordion, like the guitar, is usually played while singing, and this is an instrument competition.

When he finished his song, the three judges were still expressionless and had no intention of talking at all.

He could only bow with a red face and walked off the stage.

The second person to play was a bit more reliable in the choice of instruments. He used a piano and played the precious carp in the lake. However, due to excitement and lack of skill, he played two wrong notes.

Two judges had expressionless faces, and one frowned unabashedly.

Until the fifteenth contestant passed and there was a five-minute intermission, the three judges' best expressions were just to nod.

These three judges are a bit strict. Xia Yu sighed.

However, the standards of these fifteen people are indeed not very good.

"The people in the front are all just making up the numbers. The performance department of our school is at this level. The people in the back are of a higher level. There are about three people at the same level as you." The principal said to Xia Yu.

Xia Yu nodded to express his understanding.

He looked at Feng Ma, wondering what kind of level Feng Ma was, who the principal insisted that he could not compare with.

lv4?

Forget it, anyway, in terms of piano, I am only going to use the mid-level level of lv3, not to mention that I have only touched the threshold of lv4 now.

He looked at the judges again, and the three judges were discussing.

"These are the ones who made up the numbers. Where are the good seedlings?"

"I heard it was a random draw, but the good ones were all drawn to the back."

"How many do you think you can pass?"

"It looks like there are three of them, maybe not yet. The only one people are looking forward to is Ma Xiao's son."

"Who is Ma Xiao's son?"

"Twenty-two, good guy, the finale!"

Five minutes passed quickly, and the three judges continued to watch the competition.

The standards of the contestants at the back were indeed much more reliable, and one of the more amiable judges already had a smile on his face.

When the twentieth person arrived, Xia Yu stood up and went backstage to change clothes and prepare.

In the lounge backstage, he met Feng Ma.

Feng Ma was wearing a suit, sitting upright on the stool, and nodded slightly towards Xia Yu.

This is usually what a leader does to his subordinates.

Xia Yu calmly nodded to him, then sat aside and played with his mobile phone.

Feng Ma glanced at him again and shook his head, looking sad.

His expression did not escape Xia Yu's eyes. Xia Yu raised his eyebrows, and his sense of this person was even worse.

Although he had two lives, Xia Yu was not a good-tempered person. He thought that when he reached level 4 and defeated him in the next game, he would definitely ridicule him back.

It's a pity that I will be using guzheng when the time comes, which affects the feeling of enjoyment across instruments.

"Player Feng Ma, it's your turn." The staff led Feng Ma closer to the venue.

Xia Yu also followed and stopped at the corner entering the stage to watch.

When he came to the stage, Feng Ma first bowed to the audience and then bowed to the judges. His gesture was indeed elegant, and there was a burst of applause from the audience.

The three judges also smiled and nodded towards Feng Ma.

Sitting in front of the piano, Feng Ma raised his arms, and a string of soothing notes sounded under his hands.

This is the pope's dancer.

"Dancing Girl" is just a piece of medium-to-high difficulty, but the quality of piano playing depends not on the difficulty level of the piece, but on the level of performance.

Xia Yu listened attentively for a while and looked a little strange.

This guy's level seems a bit inferior? Is it what the middle level of lv3 looks like?

That's right, the last time the principal listened to his own music, he had just entered level 3, so there was nothing wrong with saying that Feng Ma was better than him.

After working on it for a long time, it turned out to be a parallel import.

Xia Yu sighed, feeling bored.

On the stage, Feng Ma danced his fingers and pressed back and forth on the keys. His arms rose and fell, his body swayed, and his eyes were slightly closed.

With his pretty face, Xia Yu had to admit that the other person was a bit handsome.

The elegant first part passes, the tempo speeds up, and the notes become a little messy. This is to express that turbulent era, and then the third part comes, which combines the elegance of the first part with the fast playing of the second part.

When Feng Ma pressed the last note and stood up to bow to the audience, loud applause sounded. The three judges also smiled and clapped their hands twice.

After the applause stopped, the three judges spoke for the first time: "Very good. Although the third part is still a little flawed, it is already a rare and good piece of music. When I was your age, I couldn't compare to you!"

"Come on, you are better than your mother."

"Why don't you come to Kaiyang Conservatory of Music for college?"

Feng Ma thanked the three judges one by one and entered the backstage.

He passed by Xia Yu, smiled at Xia Yu again, and said, "Don't be nervous."

Xia Yu simply responded and went on stage.

Not being as showy as Feng Ma, Xia Yu sat quietly in front of the piano and started playing.

He was the last person standing and the competition was about to end. The three judges were already wandering around, thinking about what to eat for lunch.

The food pictures in their minds were shattered by a sonorous tune.