After the two had breakfast and tidied up, they went to the competition site.

The game started at nine o'clock in the morning. Zhang Ziluo and Gao Ning arrived early, but there was already a group of people waiting at the scene.

The crowd was bustling, everyone was waiting to draw lots to get their numbers.

It is said to be an audition, but in fact, the competition itself has a registration threshold, and only those who have reached a certain level can participate.

But even so, those who attended exceeded their expectations.

"Hey, is that the previous national violin competition champion?"

"It's her, Zhang Linlin! Oh my God, I didn't expect her to come too."

"She was the last champion, right? Since she won the championship, she has become completely popular. Now she is a big star in the country, and she actually came to participate in this competition."

"What should I do? I'm so excited and nervous at the same time."

"Anyway, I'm just here to compete, so what are you afraid of? This global violin competition is of high value, and many celebrities will probably come. We are lucky."

"That's true. If you're lucky, you can get autographs and photos from them, and you'll make a lot of money."

Listening to the conversation between the two young girls next to him, a soft smile overflowed from the corner of Zhang Ziluo's mouth.

She has always felt that the violin is a very pure art and should not be mixed with too much intrigue.

But everything she experienced during this period left her a little confused.

After experiencing people like Wu Lele and Lu Yingying, she even wondered if she was too naive to think that the violin was also pure.

At this time, listening to the discussion of the two young people beside her, she seemed to see hope again.

Indeed, it is not the violin that is complicated, but the human heart.

The violin itself is a very simple and beautiful existence. She should always believe that people who play the violin are kind-hearted and pure and beautiful.

No matter what you go through, you should always believe that the world is beautiful.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ziluo took a deep breath, calmed down, and waited quietly for the game to start.

At 8:30, the venue was already full of people waiting for the game.

It was estimated that there were at least hundreds of people.

And this is just a branch venue in China.

It is conceivable that the domestic violin industry is developing rapidly.

This is a good thing. Although competition has increased a lot, Zhang Ziluo feels that it is a blessing for the art world that the violin can flourish.

Soon, several staff members came in from outside, looked at the crowded black people, and read out the relevant rules of the game loudly.

Then let the contestants pick up the small buttons in their hands and draw lots randomly.

In less than a minute, everyone at the scene got their number tags.

The place became bustling again, everyone was whispering among each other.

"Wow, you actually drew number 100? Doesn't the game have to be played in the afternoon?" The girl next to Zhang Ziluo was shocked when she saw the numbers on the counter in her hand.

Zhang Ziluo Xiaoxiao said, "It should be so. I think there will only be fifty or sixty people here in the morning."

"It's okay, I'm also the one with the last number. We should be about the same time." The girl smiled and raised the number in her hand to Zhang Ziluo, which read No. 89.

"Just in time, we can watch other people's games first and get to know our opponents." The girl was very cheerful.

Zhang Ziluo nodded slightly, "Yes."

Things like drawing lots are inherently probabilistic events. There is no good or bad thing. It can only be left to chance.

However, it is indeed a very long process to stay here until the afternoon. If you have a bad mentality, it is easy to suffer and affect your normal performance.

Fortunately, the girl next to Zhang Ziluo had a cheerful personality and kept talking to Zhang Ziluo. Until the game officially started, Zhang Ziluo didn't feel bored at all.

After the competition started, the two of them watched the competition carefully, enjoying the excellent songs of the contestants while commenting in low voices.

Zhang Ziluo doesn't talk much, but he can't stand up to the chatty girls around him.

Moreover, Zhang Ziluo found that her ears were particularly good. She could point out their strengths and weaknesses just by listening to their music from a distance.

Zhang Ziluo couldn't help but look at her differently, "What's your name? Your ears and judgment are too strong."

The girl smiled sheepishly, "My name is Qiu Nian. My master always said that I am not suitable to be a violinist. I should be a violin reviewer. But, I have been doing reviews since I was a child. I am really tired. Well, it’s not as interesting as playing the violin on stage.”

Have you been commentating since you were a kid?

Only then did Zhang Ziluo realize that he was afraid of meeting a big shot.

Moreover, he is still hiding his identity.

"I can't tell that you have such strong hearing at such a young age." After Zhang Ziluo finished speaking, he also introduced himself, "My name is Zhang Ziluo. I'm glad to meet you."

"Zhang Ziluo? I seem to have heard your name somewhere." Qiu Nian tilted his head and seemed not to remember it for a moment.

Zhang Ziluo chuckled, "We are all in the same industry, so it's not surprising to hear about it."

"Yes, but those who come to participate in the competition are not just ordinary people. Are you also a big star? I'm not very star-chasing, so don't be surprised if I don't recognize you."

Zhang Ziluo waved his hand, "No, I'm not a big star, I'm just a little shrimp who just graduated."

"Haha, I'm afraid it's the big star I've offended." Qiu Nian scratched his head, "To be honest, because I always like to comment on other people's piano sounds and skills, I have actually offended a lot of people online."

Zhang Ziluo understands that after all, no one likes to be criticized, especially in public.

But she also understands that only by being constantly judged can a person discover his or her own strengths and weaknesses, develop strengths and avoid weaknesses, and make progress.

"That's because those people can't accept their own shortcomings and mediocrity. You're just telling the truth." Xia Xingran chuckled.

"You, do you really think so?" Qiu Nian held Zhang Ziluo's hand as if she had found a confidant, "Oh my God, I haven't met a girl as candid as you for a long time. She's too good for my taste. .”

Zhang Ziluo chuckled, "I do think so, but only if you have the capital and ability to judge others. Otherwise, talking nonsense is slander and slander."

After saying that, Zhang Ziluo hurriedly said, "I just listened to your evaluation of those big names. I personally think they are very pertinent and very high-level."

"Haha, you said that, I'm so happy. You don't know, because I can't control my mouth. Every time I hear those unpleasant sounds, I can't help but want to say something. Nowadays, there are so many people around me I don’t even have any friends left.”

"But you are right. Only capable people are qualified to judge others. I think I still need to restrain myself in the future."

Zhang Ziluo was amused. She is such a cute and upright girl.

"So, you will be friends with me, right?" Qiu Nian looked at Zhang Ziluo seriously.

"Making friends or something, it doesn't matter. You are very cheerful and I like it very much." Zhang Ziluo narrowed his eyes and smiled.

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