Chapter 606

The little boy in the gray blue kindergarten uniform stood up.

He stepped out of the piano stool and slowly walked to the center of the stage. He bowed again to the bottom, but when he got up, his lips pursed.

Liang Xiaoyi just saw that the children in front of her had finished the competition. Now she will applaud.

But when he finished, no one clapped.

He is a little worried. Is it his own bad performance? Is it still wrong?

Although he didn't bring the score, he should have played it correctly. He has used his spare time to practice with the music teacher in school these days.

Thinking that he may be playing out of order, and he has not found the problem, Liang Xiaoyi is very depressed.

He thought he had messed up. He wanted to take a certificate and give it to his mother, but now he has no chance.

After taking a deep breath, he took a long look at his mother's direction.

Then he saw Uncle Bo suddenly raise his hand and start clapping.

The scattered applause suddenly became intense. Liang Xiaoyi saw that his mother also applauded, and the parents of other children also applauded. Finally, even the dean and the judges and teachers also applauded.

Liang Xiaoyi was particularly moved. He felt that everyone was too kind. He didn't play well. They were still so supportive.

Liang Xiaoyi sniffed and said softly, "thank you." Then I intend to step down.

There are other children on the stage.

"Wait a minute." The judge teacher who refused to give him extra points because of his good looks suddenly said, "do you think this song you played is master Christopher's butterfly of dreams?"

"Yes," Liang said

The judge teacher said, "but I remember that the dream butterfly was not played like this. Although you played it well, completely and artistically, it was definitely not a dream butterfly. What did you play?"

Liang Xiaoyi scratched his head. He was confused and murmured, "I, I play the butterfly of dreams."

"Do you have any music?"

Liang Xiaoyi said, "yes, but at home."

Several judges began to discuss in a low voice.

Liang Xiaoyi licked his lips, a little nervous. He subconsciously looked at his mother.

Liang qiange quickly nodded to his son and gave him affirmation.

This is the butterfly of dreams! You are right.

Encouraged by his mother, Liang Xiaoyi took a deep breath and said, "if the teachers have any doubts about my repertoire, I can call Mr. Christopher. I practiced the song" butterfly of dreams "according to the manuscript he gave me. Maybe I was younger at that time. Mr. Christopher was afraid that I could not keep up with the original rhythm, so he adjusted it for me A new version, but this is the butterfly of dreams

With what he said later, all the judges were stunned.

The judge who spoke just now was more stunned: "you Know Master Christopher? "

Liang Xiaoyi said frankly: "yes, my music teacher is Mr. Christopher, but he is usually too busy. He has only directed me three times. He also gave me the manuscript of" butterfly of dreams "there, because I think it is a very precious gift. So I don't take it with me, it's collected at home, and I'm out of manuscript when I practice Practice. "

Now the judges are talking more.

"Know Master Christopher?"

"What does the child's parents do?"

"Is this child from a musical family? Or is it the relative of a famous music master in the world? "

After a long discussion, there was no result. The teacher of piano Association who translated the video to Liang Xiao suddenly asked, "are your parents here today?"

Liang looked subconsciously at his mother and uncle Bo.

His mother nodded to him.

Liang Xiaoyi said, "yes, my mom and dad are here, over there."

He said, reaching directly back.

For a moment, everyone in the hall turned to Liang qiange and Bo Xiushen.

Liang qiange:

You don't have to emphasize one word, Dad.

She was wearing a mask and a hat, thin and heavy, but still bare.

Liang qiange was embarrassed. He nodded a little to the front, coughed, and said, "in fact, this is the original version of the butterfly of dreams, which is the first version made by master Christopher. The version you heard later is actually the result of the second revision by master Christopher's wife Master Fu also said this at a concert in France three years ago. He said that his wife was just pregnant and he didn't dare to disobey her, so he accepted the second version. However, he himself preferred the original version. He played the original version at that concert. Later, he saw the little translator and gave the original manuscript as a gift, so he gave it to him In principle, it is also the butterfly of dreams that Xiaoyi plays this version. "After liang qiange declared for his son, he nodded to the judges in front of him and then closed his mouth.

This incident seems to be just a small interlude, soon Liang Xiaoyi left the field, the children behind to continue the game.

An hour later, the first three of the game had a result.

There is no doubt that the first one is Liang Xiaoyi.

Whether it is the fluency of playing or the difficulty of selecting music, he is much better than other contestants.

He was the first, almost everyone expected, and no one refused to accept it.

After all, the distance is clear at a glance, everyone has long ears.

Liang Xiaoyi won a trophy customized by the school and a set of hard shell notebooks as prizes.

Liang Xiaoyi went to her mother with the trophy and prize.

Liang qiange held him in his arms, lowered his head to touch his hair and boasted: "great!"

At this time, the judges and the teachers of the piano Association came over under the leadership of the president.

Liang qiange expected that they would come to find themselves. After all, the performance of Xiaoyi was really excellent.

She pulled the mask up to avoid wearing it on her own.

"Here." Bo Xiushen suddenly reached out and helped Liang qiange sort out the edge of the mask, then laughed again and said, "the glue is falling off. The special effect makeup is not very professional."

Liang qiange said with a straight face: "temporary where to find professional special effect glue, with false eyelash glue, make do with it."

Bo Xiushen put his thumb into the edge of her mask, rubbed her scar with his finger pulp, and asked, "does it itch?"

Liang qiange suddenly seems to have been stabbed, the man's fingertips are cold, but her heartbeat is thumping fast.

She quickly waved his hand away and said seriously, "you don't have to worry about it!"

Bo Xiushen put his hand down and made a very regular appearance.

Liang qiange thought, stink / hooligan!