Qin Yang noticed the slightly strange eyes of many people around him, and his expression was free, unaffected in the slightest.

It was Dai Yun who came over and said in a low voice with a good relationship: "Don't care about their eyes, you see that many big singers didn't all sing in bars before, and big movie stars also started by running tricks and eating box lunches, although playing in the bar may not improve their skills much, but it is still very helpful for playing and praising experience." ”

Qin Yang smiled and nodded, and did not speak again.

He didn't want to say anything more to Dai Yun, this was a man who was proud and capable, but narrow-minded and very vain, and he was not worthy of deep friendship.

One by one, the contestants walked into the house, and when they came out, they looked different.

Excited, lost, gloomy, helpless......

"No. 34, Qin Yang, please prepare on the No. 35."

Qin Yang stood up, smiled at Han Qingqing, and walked towards the house.

Qin Yang pushed open the door and walked into the room, closed the door casually, and then walked to the middle of the room, owed to the five judges sitting behind the chairs, and smiled: "Hello judges, I am Qin Yang No. 34." ”

The five judges, four men and one woman, looked at Qin Yang twice, and they all felt that Qin Yang was very unfamiliar, and looked at Qin Yang's resume.

Zhonghai University, Department of English?

The resumes of the contestants who participated in the competition before are full of flowers, what competitions they have participated in, what awards they have won, they are basically sprinkled with a large article, but Qin Yang's resume is clean.

To be clean means to be nothing.

Non-art school, non-music department, arrived at the piano competition I participated in since I was a child - no, won awards - no!

An almost blank resume!

The female judge helped her glasses, put down the resume in her hand, and smiled: "Look at your resume, you have no experience in piano competitions before, are you an amateur piano?" ”

Qin Yang replied with a smile: "Yes, my teacher is Professor Zhang Ming from Zhonghai Conservatory of Music. ”

"Professor Zhang?"

The female judge had a slight surprise on her face, and then smiled clearly: "I see, okay, let's start your performance." ”

Qin Yang owed, then sat down in front of the piano, took a deep breath, and then slowly raised his hands, and then fell cleanly.

The competition repertoire is not one, but five, and contestants can choose one of the five pieces from the world-class pianist Mozart.

The song selected by Qin Yang is the most difficult to play among the five songs, which is very challenging for fingering, but there is no problem with Qin Yang's physical fitness and nerve reflex speed at this time.

Since they are all masters, Qin Yang naturally wants to show all his strength, and at this time, he is still thinking about hiding something clumsy, that is, he slaps himself in the face.

The smooth sound of the piano slanted down like a spring, and the faces of the five judges all changed slightly, and they glanced at each other, and there were two points of surprise in their eyes.

There were already 33 contestants in the competition, but only three of them chose this piano piece, which is enough to see how difficult it is.

The difficulty of this piece is not in the playing, but in the change, in the rapid fingering changes, it is easy to make rhythmic mistakes, and thus make mistakes, which may not affect the whole playing, but it will be like a rat poop in a delicacy, ruining all feelings.

Several judges have two more expectations in their eyes, although the young man in front of him is very young, and his resume is also blank, but he is Zhang Ming's disciple after all, with Zhang Ming's ability and prestige, since he let his disciples participate in the competition of the dispatch group instead of participating in the student group, this shows that his strength should not be bad, but he doesn't know what level he can reach.

Qin Yang's hands were very fast, so fast that they seemed to be unable to see clearly at all, as if they were convulsive, but if it was a cultivator's master, although Qin Yang's hands were fast, they were very rhythmic and rhythmic, not blindly tired of playing fast, but a kind of fast with ease!

This is like driving the same 120 yards, 100,000 yuan scooter to this speed the car has begun to faintly flutter, some seem to be uncontrollable, but if it is a million-level car, driving to a speed of 12, it will only feel very relaxed, it is a matter of one foot on the throttle, and it is very stable, there will be no such fluttering feeling, and it can be faster, it is a calm operation from the heart.

Dozens of seconds later, the eyes of several judges and teachers were already unconsciously widened, and their eyes revealed undisguised surprise.

Master!

This Qin Yang is a real master!

Although this piece is not a piano piece of the highest difficulty, it is not easy for anyone to take into account the speed on the one hand, and the mellow flow and lightness between them on the other!

The judges and teachers present are naturally masters in appreciation, and they can naturally hear the calmness and ease between Qin Yang's performances, and they are all pleasantly surprised, and they all stretch out their ears to listen carefully, and even two of them even closed their eyes.

At the same time, the faces of everyone in the corridor changed.

"The hardest song he ever picked!"

"His fingering is so fast, but it's not messy at all, the rhythm is clear, and the whole playing is like a cloud of peers, this young man is amazing!"

"That's amazing! Are young people so powerful now? ”

"Zhang Ming is very prestigious in China. The disciples who have been taught are really powerful, looking at this, I'm afraid it's no problem to enter the top ten! ”

"It's not just the top ten, I think he has this level of skills, as long as he doesn't make mistakes, most of the semi-finals can be in the top three!"

"Dai Yun has encountered a strong enemy now!"

Han Qingqing listened to Qin Yang's playing, as smooth and natural as ever, pleasing to the eye, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but then he smiled dumbly.

What big scene hasn't Qin Yang seen?

He didn't change his face in the rain of bullets, he played the piano freely in the face of tens of thousands of people, and in the face of a few judges and teachers, would he still feel uncomfortable because of the listening of a few strangers and cause his performance to be abnormal?

I'm completely careless.

Compared with the players who participated in the competition in front of them, the top ten are obviously stable, and they can definitely enter the semi-finals and enter the open selection, but I don't know how many they can rank in the end, and what is the score of Bidaiyun?

Han Qingqing subconsciously glanced at Dai Yun next to him, but found that there was an unconcealed shock in his eyes, and there was a bit of the current solemnity of the great enemy......