Chapter 57

In the corridor outside the backstage, song Yan looks at Monday's strange and arrogant look. He doesn't know what the other side wants him to do. [full text reading]

"you can make a price." Monday Qi held his head high, with a tone of almsgiving.

"What do you mean?" Song Yan is more confused.

Monday odd look slightly discontented, deep voice way: "don't act silly, you should understand my meaning, as long as you open the price reasonable, I will satisfy you!"

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about. What's the matter, please say it clearly!" Song Yan has some speechless ways.

"You don't understand?" Asked odd Monday.

Song Yan is a little impatient: "if you sell again, I'll turn around and go!"

"Dare you!" "My father is Zhou Lianghu," he added immediately

Song Yan's face is cold, turn around and go!

Looking at the song Yan who left, he had a strange look on Monday. Then he was furious. He quickly caught up with song Yan and stopped him in front of him. He shouted: "Song Yan, you don't want to drink or eat wine!"

Hearing Monday's strange threat, song Yanzhen couldn't help crying and laughing: "what do you want to do?"

"Song Yan, do you know who I am?" Qi shouted angrily on Monday? Zhou Lianghu is my father, how dare you ignore me. "

"I know your father is Zhou Lianghu. You have said it once, and don't need to repeat it again. Now, please tell me what you want. Otherwise, I really want to go!" Song Yan is speechless, and he thinks that this strange Monday in front of him is just a synonym for second-class goods.

Wen Yan said that Monday Qi looked at Song Yan suspiciously for a long time, and then said, "you don't understand me. I thought you were so smart that you won the first place in the preliminary contest. You couldn't understand what I meant. It's stupid!"

"Enough!" Song Yan's face sank, and he shook his fist twice: "if you don't believe me, I'll beat you!"

"Dare you!" Monday, Qi subconsciously quit two steps back and said: "my father is..."

"Your father is Zhou Lianghu!" Song Yan said.

Zhou Yiqi didn't hear the sarcasm in Song Yan's words, but showed some satisfaction: "you know my father is Zhou Lianghu, so I don't treat you badly, as long as you deliberately lose to me in PK match, I will give you 30000 yuan!"

"That's why you came to me?" Song Yan has some wrong ways.

"As long as you nod, I'll transfer it to you right away!" On Monday, Qi returned to his arrogance.

"Why should I agree?" Song Yan said with a smile.

"Thirty thousand yuan is a lot. Don't be unknowable!" On Monday, I didn't expect that song Yan would disagree, so I was very angry.

"My goal is to win the championship, and the prize is 100000 yuan. If it's you, choose 100000 yuan or 30000 yuan?" Song Yan asked.

"One hundred thousand, of course!" On Monday, chit said.

"Since you all know how to choose 100000, I'm sure to choose 100000!" Song Yan smiled cruelly and walked away.

"Wait!" He called again on Monday.

"What's the matter?" Song Yan has no good way.

"Can you reduce it? My pocket money for a month is only 30000 yuan. I'll borrow some from my friends. I think I can raise 50000 yuan. Do you think it's ok? " At the moment, Monday Qi has no arrogant posture, and there is more pleading in his tone.

Song Yan sneered and said, "isn't your father Zhou Lianghu? You don't have money to ask him for it!"

"My father is not a corrupt official. He doesn't have that much money!" Monday Qi is a bit frustrated.

Wen Yan, song Yan thinks that this Monday's odd two is a little cute, and he is curious about his purpose of doing this. He asks, "what are you doing this for?"

Monday Qi's expression became a little shy, a little pinched, and said, "Ah Xiang said that as long as I win the piano competition, I can chase her. I know you are powerful, and I'm sure PK can't beat you, so I did it!"

"You have a strong reason, but I can't promise you!" Song Yan sighed.

"Why?"

"I won the championship for a girl too."

Hearing song Yan's words, Monday's strange expression suddenly became depressed.

Seeing his appearance, song Yan patted him on the shoulder and said: "if that a Xiang really likes you, it doesn't matter if you can't win the championship. If she doesn't like you, even if she wins the championship, she won't like you. The feelings are pure. If you mix with other things, it's not true feelings. It's just that a Xiang deliberately makes trouble for you, So that you can go back! "

Hearing song Yan's saying, Monday Qi was even more depressed. After a long silence, he said to song Yan, "you're right. In fact, I knew that Ah Xiang didn't like me. I was just deceiving myself all the time!"

"Just think it over." Song inkstone.

"Song Yan thank you. Let's be friends! "

Looking at the look in the eyes of the second middle school kid, song Yan couldn't bear to refuse. He reached out and said, "Song Yan, nice to meet you.""Nice to meet you Monday, too!" Monday, I reached out my hand happily.

At half past nine, the game began.

After two days of fermentation and the promotion of the organizers, the audience who came to watch the game today is twice as many as yesterday.

The first one on the court was a man and a woman.

Song Yan, a male, knows Huang Quan, a music teacher of the holy night middle school. Her female name is Meng Yue. She is also a player of strength level. Her piano level is not lower than that of Huang Quan.

Huang Quan played first. He played a violent and complex tune.

After playing, he looked at Meng Yue defiantly: "please."

Meng Yue is not ambiguous either. When his fingers are beating, he plays the music Huang Quan has played. There is no wrong sound.

For a while, Huang Quan's face became a little dignified. After a while of silence, he began to play again. It was much more difficult than the first one.

This time, Meng Yue failed to pop up completely, and made two mistakes.

Third, Meng Yue made a mistake.

Then, change Meng Yue to play.

Her fingers were beating fast on the black-and-white keys, and a series of mixed notes came out constantly, which made Huang Quan's face a little ugly.

As a result, Huang Quan made four mistakes in the first tune.

Meng Yue only made three mistakes in total, and he made four mistakes in one piece of music. Therefore, there is no need to compare them. He directly conceded defeat.

"Meng Yue has hidden his strength in the preliminary match. He has reached the level of professional eight at least!" Standing beside song Yan, Xia wanted to say, "but compared with you and song Xue, it's still a lot worse."

"Of course, my Xiaoxue is a professional grade 9." The eldest aunt said proudly.

"Mom, you don't always say that." Song Xue complains awkwardly that song Yan's piano level has reached the grand master level. Her mother shows off in front of song Yan, and she feels a little blushed.

In the next competition, I never saw Huang Quan and Meng Yue again.

Finally, it's song Yanhe's turn to go to PK on Monday.

Before going on stage, on Monday, Qi murmured, "Song Yan, I hope you don't show mercy. In this way, I'm still proud of my defeat!"

Listening to Monday Qi, song Yan changed his idea of releasing water and decided to go all out to complete him.

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