Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

In the evening, the beautiful piano sound came from the small building in the backyard. Fortunately, it was far away from the villa in front, so the sound of the piano could not reach there.

After the song ended, Xie Yanliang looked at Mu Qing with shining eyes,

Mu Qing nodded, "Not satisfactory."

Xie Yan thought he was going to be praised, and his expression drooped, "I thought you were going to praise me."

"Unsatisfactory means that it is generally satisfactory. I am indeed complimenting you."

Xie Yan was still unhappy. He held his face and flashed his starry eyes, which seemed particularly exaggerated. "You can't just say, wow, why do you play so well?"

Mu Qing: ...

Xie Yan became serious, with a bit of uncertainty in his eyes, "Do you think I can win?"

"Yes." Mu Qing's tone was full of certainty.

Xie Yan suddenly felt at ease for some reason, full of confidence and smiling brightly, "I also think I can win."

Mu Qing thought he could win because she could hear Xie Wei playing the piano during this period.

Occasionally I will go somewhere else if I have nothing to do.

She pretty much knows the level of the students participating in the competition.

No one can compare to this little guy.

So he can win.

game day.

The school deliberately canceled evening self-study to hold this piano competition.

It is said to be a piano competition, but it is actually similar to an art performance.

It was a cultural performance held just before the holidays, and the piano competition was only a small part of it.

But it is a competition that all students with the talent of piano must participate with all their strength, and it is more important than the official piano competition.

Just because of a piece of news circulating.

It is said that the principal's friend will come to watch this competition. His friend is a well-respected master in the piano field and is even a judge of a world-class piano competition. He is the only Chinese who enjoys this honor.

He is the world's top pianist.

In the past, these students were pretty good in school, but would be drowned out by outstanding pianists across the country, that is, the master who went to Guanyin Temple and kowtowed three times to have his head smashed, and he might not even get to meet him.

But now it's so easy, not only can we meet, but we can also perform in front of him.

If the rumors are true, he might even be accepted as a disciple by the master.

I heard that the master returned to China this time just to choose his apprentice.

And Xie Yan knew that this was not a rumor, and with the ability of the Xie family, they could get accurate information.

This master is indeed here to choose his disciples.

The Xie family only told Xie Wei the news, and he overheard it.

His parents even spent a lot of money to clear the way for Xie Wei to climb onto this high branch.

I don't know where they have forgotten this little son. They may have forgotten that he also loves the piano.

The campus is decorated with lights and colorful, lively and lively.

Backstage, Xie Yan stood with other contestants, heads lowered, standing there without any sense of existence.

He looked very calm, so calm that he looked dull.

But only those who know him well know that his mental activities are very active.

Xie Yan was extremely nervous and his back was sweating all the time. He was afraid of getting the expensive suit Mu Qing prepared for him dirty.

Xie Yan tried his best to relieve the tension.

My heart calls out.

"Mu Qing, Mu Qing, are you there?"

"Mu Qing?"

There was no sound around him, and there was no unusual movement at all.

Oh, it seems that calling from the heart doesn’t work.

Xie Yan's pale pink lips moved slightly and said in a voice that only he could hear, "Mu Qing?"

Still no sound.

He did not call out to the fallen angels who came to guard him.

But it attracted the attention of the person in charge of this competition.

The person in charge was also the dean of the school. Looking at Xie Yan, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, "What are you doing mumbling alone? Did you hear what I just said?"

Xie Yan's voice was thin and soft, "I heard it."

No matter what he said, I heard it anyway.

Mainly a well-behaved one.

Person in charge: “Then what do you mean by what I just said?”

Xie Yan was stunned for a second.

Why are you still asking questions on the spot?

Can't compete anymore? !

Is it appropriate to let the master wait?

Xie Yan was obedient and said, "Let us behave well in a while."

Person in charge: ...I didn’t expect that I really listened carefully.

"Okay, you guys can't make any mistakes on stage later, a big shot is coming."

Among the people participating in the piano competition, some got the news and some did not. Those who got the news became excited.

"Yes!"

Compared with these nervous boys, Xie Wei looks like a experienced master.

Wearing a crisp black suit, his eyebrows look even more handsome. Xie Wei and Xie Yan are not particularly similar, but they are equally good-looking, maybe because of their genes.

Xie Yan is like a high-end version of Xie Wei. She must be described as beautiful. Her facial features are exquisite and distinct, and she is so beautiful that there is no distinction between male and female. She is a little less masculine than Xie Wei, but not at all feminine.

Xie Wei sat upright in his position, calm and relaxed.

Xie Yan felt a little strange.

Xie Wei usually pretends to be a bitch on the outside, but he is quite guilty in his heart. It is impossible not to be afraid of this kind of scene.

But today he felt confident that he would win.

Xie Yan didn't think any more and found a seat farthest away from Xie Wei and sat down.

The game officially begins.

As each player came on stage, Xie Yan felt more and more at ease.

Not that he blows.

He can beat ten of these little pieces of trash one at a time.

It was Xie Yan's turn soon.

Xie Yan stood up, straightened his suit, and walked to the stage.

Xie Wei looked at him from behind, his three-dimensional brows and eyes sunken in shadow, and a faint light flashed deep in his eyes.

When I stood on the stage, I realized that the nervousness I had felt backstage was nothing at all. I felt dizzy when I saw countless faces.

He can't fall down!

This is the first time he wants to prove himself to everyone.

Xie Yan sat down in front of the piano, his fingertips elegantly touching the black and white keys.

The first accurate and beautiful sound came out.

Very good, smooth!

Xie Yan immediately felt much more settled. He played smoothly and smoothly. His white fingertips were as beautiful as bone china. He struck the keys lightly and very fast. There was almost an afterimage of his hands, like Pian Pian. Dancing white butterflies.

The music is very beautiful, like the melting of ice and snow, with a refreshing crispness and cleanness, mixed with the pleasant coolness of cedar.

Music has a healing power.

Xie Yan frowned slightly while listening to his own music, feeling that it was getting heavier and heavier.

It's obviously correct, but when I listen to the whole tune, I feel like it's going downhill.

How is this going?

He played with increasing difficulty, and large beads of sweat fell from his forehead.

Couldn't help but look down the stage.

The face sitting in the first row with the principal is the same face that appears in every major international piano competition.

The people below all frowned unbearably, feeling as if they were shrouded in haze and instantly brought into an endless darkness with no light.

The master's face was expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.