The Joy of Rebirth

Ye Tongtong was very articulate and the host's job was hers. She had no rehearsal at all, but she didn't worry at all and went on stage directly.

"Bihuang, since things have come to this, I hope you can come on." Ye Tongtong knew that nothing she could say could change Ye Bihuang's decision, so she could only say "come on."

Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "The winner is definitely me. This is an outcome that cannot be changed."

With that said, Ye Bihuang left Ye Tongtong and walked towards Zhang Dongdong, who was wearing a tuxedo and his hair was shiny with oil.

"Hello, classmate Zhang Dongdong." Ye Bihuang said and stretched out his hand.

Zhang Dongdong still has a very bad impression of Ye Bihuang. He has been preparing for this game for nearly three weeks. He came with the confidence to win, but when he saw Ye Bihuang's polite look, he didn't like to speak harshly. , after all, there are many girls watching next to you, and your glorious image cannot be damaged.

"Hello." Zhang Dongdong shook hands with Ye Bihuang.

Ye Bihuang quickly copied Zhang Dongdong's piano skills, integrated and optimized them with his own piano skills, and quickly mastered it.

"I will win you and leave you speechless." Ye Bihuang took out his hand and laughed arrogantly, "And I hope you will stop coveting Sister Tongtong. Sister Tongtong is not yours." A close presence.”

"You..." Looking at Ye Bihuang laughing arrogantly and walking away, Zhang Dongdong clenched his fists and his angry expression changed several times. Several girls not far away cast heart-shaped glances at the arrogant Ye Bihuang. Children are all duplicitous guys. Although they all say they like gentlemen, when truly arrogant and capable men stand next to them, their attention is on these people, and they all hope that they You can melt into the arms of this man and enjoy the warmth.

In just twenty minutes, the concert hall went from a few people to a full house, and the three judges on the judges' bench in the audience also sat down early, whispering in low voices, and the whole concert hall was filled with voices. When the sound started, most people were discussing Ye Bihuang and Zhang Dongdong.

Ye Tongtong specially wore a milk-pink dress today, with her hair spread out and lightly tied together with a milk-white belt on one side, giving her a princess-like feel, while Ouyang Qingyin stood in the audience and presided over other work.

Many boys looked at these two goddesses with twinkling eyes and drooling.

Suddenly, more than 100 to 50 men appeared in the aisle, and the scene fell silent for no other reason. This man was Wu Menglin, the president of Yenching University.

Wu Menglin walked to the judges' table. Regardless of the surprised eyes of the judges, he picked up the microphone and laughed loudly: "I heard that there is a piano competition between two classmates here today. I think it is quite interesting. Anyway, I am bored, so I came over to take a look. Everyone Don’t be formal, just keep talking about whatever you need to talk about.”

The audience burst into laughter immediately. Everyone was happy to have such a kind and amiable principal, and some boys even whistled.

After another ten minutes, Ye Tongtong picked up his microphone and said with a smile: "Dear students, today is a piano PK competition between two influential figures in our school. Originally we only invited three authoritative professors from the school to serve as judges. But I didn’t expect that the principal is also here. Now we warmly welcome the principal to speak..."

Suddenly there was thunderous applause, which lasted for a minute.

Wu Menglin did not expect that Ye Tongtong would defeat him, so he had no choice but to stand up and make a simple speech. At the end, he looked at Ye Tongtong funny.

He knew Ye Tongtong. He was very good at studying. He had won scholarships all year round. He showed up at the school's art evening every year. He was a very good student with both talent and appearance.

After Wu Menglin finished speaking, Ye Tongtong began to introduce the three professors in the audience.

These three judges are Sun Jiankai, Shang Ruiguo, and Xiong Chunling. They are all well-known music festival experts, at least in China. Otherwise, it would be impossible to come to Yenching University to be a professor. After all, it is a school like Yenching University. , the professors who teach here can’t be any worse no matter how bad they are.

It is worth mentioning Professor Shang Ruiguo. He once composed a song "Wheat Field at Night" and won the Norwegian Music Award. He is quite authoritative in music appreciation.

After Ye Tongtong introduced the three professors, he smiled and began to introduce the two contestants.

"The man standing next to me in a tuxedo is the well-known classmate Zhang Dongdong. He has always liked playing chess, calligraphy and painting. His best skill is piano. He has won a grand prize at the National Center for the Performing Arts and passed the Level 9 piano exam. , is the absolute favorite to win the championship.”

As Ye Tongtong introduced, the audience whistled and applauded one after another, all of which were cheering for Zhang Dongdong.

"The boy standing next to me in casual clothes is the top scorer in liberal arts in the country this year. With a super high score of 743, he broke the highest score in the history of liberal arts in the college entrance examination and became the creator of a new historical record. Ye Bihuang has an excellent talent He and his talents have repeatedly created miracles. I wonder if he can create miracles this time. To be honest, Ye Bihuang and I grew up together and have never heard of him playing the piano." As he said that, Ye Tongtong was minding his own business. Ye Tongtong laughed, her voice was like a silver bell, and all the boys in the concert hall were intoxicated by Ye Tongtong's laughter. The boys who were originally planning to make a fuss were also distracted for a moment and missed the best opportunity to start a fuss.

Ye Bihuang reached out to Ye Tongtong. Ye Tongtong was stunned for a moment, then handed the microphone to Ye Bihuang.

"I hope the game can start as soon as possible. After winning, I still have things to do. I'm very busy."

Ye Bihuang's arrogant attitude made many people in the audience unhappy. You can be arrogant if you say you are. You are still arrogant in front of Ye Tongtong and Ouyang Qingyin. This is too much. Many boys in the audience began to feel unbalanced, and the stage Zhang Dongdong’s face is also very ugly.

"Arrogant." Zhang Dongdong said angrily.

"Why, classmate Dongdong, you are very unconvinced."

"I will beat you." Zhang Dongdong said coldly.

Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "If I win you, I hope you won't harass classmate Ye Tongtong in the future. I don't know if that's okay."

"If you beat me and you call me brother when we meet, I will agree to your terms." In fact, Zhang Dongdong wanted to humiliate Ye Bihuang to his heart's content, but with the principal in the audience, he couldn't say too harsh words.

Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "Of course there is no problem."

Ye Tongtong took the microphone with a smile and announced the start of the game.

According to the rules of the competition, lots were drawn to determine who came first and who came last. Ye Bihuang directly used his divine eyes to draw the lot for his last performance, then walked to the VIP seat under the stage and closed his eyes to wait.

The piece Zhang Dongdong prepared was "Evening in the Suburbs of Moscow." He had practiced this piece for three weeks. Coupled with his solid skills in the past, there was absolutely no reason to make any mistakes.

From the beginning, Zhang Dongdong showed extraordinary attainments. The professors in the audience nodded, and the student audience felt a refreshing coolness slowly spreading in their hearts. This feeling cannot be described in words, but it is

Makes you feel very comfortable.

"Zhang Dongdong is very good. He handles the succession and transition perfectly. He put a lot of effort into this piece."

"Yes, the artistic conception is well grasped, especially the timbre. This is a good idea."

"Not bad, not bad."

The three judges in the audience nodded secretly, feeling that Zhang Dongdong was a promising talent, but it was a pity for them that such a student was not from the Conservatory of Music.

Zhang Dongdong's music was played quickly, and Ye Bihuang had to admit that Dongdong's song was somewhat good, but this quality was not noticed by him at all.

Ye Bihuang can say that even if he doesn't integrate Zhang Dongdong's piano skills at all, he can still beat Zhang Dongdong ten times.

After all, he has also been exposed to the existence of a music great.

I saw Ye Bihuang getting up calmly and walking towards the stage, and the audience immediately became commotion.

"Is he really competing? He can just admit defeat." At first glance, this person is a classmate who strongly supports Zhang Dongdong.

"Can Bihuang do it? Come on." Zuo Zhenliang clenched his fists and cheered for Ye Bihuang from the bottom of his heart.

Guan Yulei whispered: "He has been too arrogant these days. This kid is really worrying."

Liu Pengfei said: "I believe that eldest brother will not act recklessly. He must be confident before accepting other people's challenges."

Ouyang Qingyin stood in the audience, looked at Ye Bihuang and shook her head slightly. She deeply understood that among college students, it is difficult to surpass. I heard that this kid Ye Bihuang is quite good at school. Is he still that good?

Should you put more energy into learning piano? Ouyang Qingyin deeply doubted this.

Ye Bihuang stood on the stage, looking around the audience, with a confident smile on his lips. His eyes finally landed on Ouyang Qingyin's face, with a hint of deep meaning.

"Next, the song I bring to you is also "Evening on the Suburbs of Moscow". I hope you like it."

There was an uproar in the audience. If it were a different song, Ye Bihuang might still have a glimmer of hope, but what does it mean for him to choose the same song now? Is he really sure of winning, or is he ready to break the pot?

Ouyang Qingyin was glanced at by Ye Bihuang, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. When she listened to Ye Bihuang's song again, her heart skipped a beat.

Because she felt that Ye Bihuang's eyes were full of confidence just now. Zhang Dongdong had already chosen the night outside Moscow. He still chose to play this piece. He must be sure of victory, otherwise how could he make such a choice.

Ouyang Qingyin looked at Ye Bihuang expectantly.

Ye Bihuang walked to the piano, sat down, and slowly placed his hands on the keys.

Ye Bihuang slowly closed his eyes, and the whole world became quiet. Ye Bihuang could no longer hear any sound, only the row of piano keys under his hands.

"bite,."

"Dong dong,."

The sound of the piano was a little slow at the beginning, but it just caught the attention of the entire concert hall audience, and the discussion in the audience gradually became quieter.