After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

Under the stage, Mu San took out the camera he bought specially, eager to witness Ye Nanqing's embarrassing moment.

He wanted to record Ye Nanqing's extremely ugly song, so that Master Si would hate this woman every time he listened to it!

At that time, Ye Nanqing walked to the piano, the look of disgust in his eyes was beyond words.

"The organizer, please help me get a new piano. This piano is already dirty."

When the voice fell to the ground, the host was stunned for a moment.

How can anyone make such a request?

Which squeamish princess is this?

At this time, Gu Sihan waved his hand and said in a deep voice:

"Change!"

The organizers took a look.

I understood immediately.

It turned out to be the squeamish princess of the big man's family.

Then a brand new piano was carried over in a hurry.

The audience in the audience looked contemptuous.

"It's really hypocritical! There are so many things before the play starts, and I don't know why the organizer is spoiling her!"

"Usually this kind of food is good and loves to pretend, just watch it."

At this time, Song Baiyuan's shocked voice came from the judges' seat:

"Girl! Why did your hand hurt?"

God knows how dazzling the white gauze wrapped on the finger that was favored by the angel is in his eyes!

He was so anxious, worry was about to come out in his eyes, he almost ran over to see her wound regardless of his image.

Song Baiyuan's abnormal behavior caused everyone to cast strange glances at him.

"Ahem!" Song Baiyuan forced himself to remain calm, "I mean...Ye Nanqing, I think your hand seems to be injured. How can you continue to participate in the competition like this?"

Only then did the audience notice Ye Nanqing's left index finger and middle finger wrapped in gauze.

"It doesn't matter." The girl on the stage didn't change her face, "I changed the fingering of my left hand and played this piece with eight fingers, it's the same."

As soon as these words came out, even Song Baiyuan was shocked.

"Girl, have you forgotten that you are going to play "Western Fantasy"?"

Use eight fingers to play this piece?

Even if it was him, he would not dare to say that this is something that humans can do.

"How is it possible?" Ye Anya snorted coldly.

This song, with such a complicated fingering, she wished she could play with two more fingers, ten fingers are enough, and eight fingers is even more nonsense!

What's more, she hurt her most important index finger and middle finger.

Ye Nanqing, Ye Nanqing, how dare you say such a thing?

"If you can play it, you'll know if you just listen to it?" Facing the strange eyes from the audience, Ye Nanqing ignored it at all.

She put her hands over the keys.

Immediately, the nimble fingers jumped up quickly on it, as fast as a phantom.

The sound of the piano sounded, getting better and better, shocking.

Different from Ye Anya's blunt and blunt playing before, this time, the syllables are distinct and penetrating.

When it's hot, it's like a roaring torrent, stirring your heart; when it's deep, it's like a dark night, silent and cold.

It reminded countless people of the song they heard when they passed by the art museum, and only then did they check it into their seats.

"It turns out that the person playing this piece in the art gallery is not Ye Anya, but Ye Nanqing!"

"..."

After the song ended, the audience was full of excitement, and everyone looked at the girl on the high platform with incredulous eyes, as if they were worshiping a god.

Ye Anya's face was pale and she was shocked!

At that moment, it was as if the blood had coagulated in her veins, and her whole body was piercingly cold.

how can that be?

Even if the eight fingers can be played, but after changing the fingering, how can it be possible to practice so fluently overnight?

Is this still Ye Nanqing?

Song Baiyuan, who was sitting in the judges' seat, looked at Ye Nanqing again, as if he was looking at a rare treasure and was afraid that someone would snatch her away.

How much potential does this girl have that this old man doesn't know?

He really wanted to cut open her head to see if the things in her brain were the same as ordinary people's.

"Impossible!" Mu San held up the camera in bewilderment, "Am I dazzled, is that really Ye Nanqing on stage?"

Although this woman is not very good, she can play the piano... really well.

"Have you recorded it all?" Gu Sihan smiled, and looked at the girl on stage with satisfaction, "After recording, send it to me, and I will listen to it every day."

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing glasses in the judges' seat said solemnly:

"This student is very talented and suitable to come to the art department of our Beijing University."

He is a piano professor at the Art Department of Peking University, and he was also invited to be a judge this time.

"No!" Song Baiyuan jumped up anxiously, "Such a good seedling will only be buried in the art department of your Beijing University. She should come to our association. This is the best way."

"What's the point of going to a broken association?" Another middle-aged woman with sharp eyes stood up, "I can see that this girl is the most suitable for our Haida's aura!"

"Aura?" Another judge sneered, "I think you are delusional! This student must come to our Harmanton Conservatory of Music!"

"..."

The host finally recovered from the shock brought by the sound of the piano and prepared to call the next contestant to play...

With a glance, he saw that the experts on the judging panel were actually fighting, and hurried over to fight.

In the end, because the host and several judges and teachers were too seriously injured, they informed the competition to put it on hold until the afternoon before continuing...

The people in Class [-] looked at Ye Nanqing from disdain and suspicion to admiration.

"Oh my god! Why didn't I know that Ye Nanqing is so good at playing the piano? Forgive me for scolding her a little louder just now."

"Woooo, I was wrong, Ye Nanqing, you are a god."

"..."

in the corner.

Ye Nanqing looked at Ye Nanqing who was surrounded by everyone, his expression gradually became distorted!

Today was supposed to be her home game.

If it wasn't for Ye Nanqing, she should be the one that all the judges are vying for right now.

Damn it, when did Ye Nanqing practice the piano behind her back?

How much more does she have that she doesn't know?

On the other hand, the first thing Ye Nanqing did after stepping down was to find Gu Sihan.

She was full of joy, like a kid who got full marks in the exam and asked her parents for candy. She raised her starry eyes and looked at Gu Sihan, "How is it? Did I play well just now? Do you like it?"

Gu Sihan pampered her head fondly, grinning from ear to ear, "It sounds good, my family is more powerful than I imagined."

How could he not like the way her little girl was shining on the stage just now?

I like it very much.

Lu Ran leaned over, "Master Si, my sister-in-law is so good at playing the piano... I'm afraid I'm going to make you a lot of rivals in love again."

"So what?" Gu Sihan's eyes were as usual, "My girl, I never need to deliberately hide my excellence, even if she is so bright that she causes countless troubles, I will spare no effort to protect her forward."

"Hehe!" Lu Ran laughed dryly, "Brother Si, you know love."

He thought of something again, and looked at Ye Nanqing with encouraging eyes, "Sister-in-law, I think if you practice harder, maybe one day, you can be compared with Ye Fei, the youngest piano goddess in Huaguo."

"Hehe!" Ye Nanqing laughed awkwardly, "I will work hard."

"..."