young sir

stop.

The concert hall was very quiet, even the sound of the reporter pressing the shutter disappeared.

After about ten seconds, a white-haired judge teacher in the jury raised his hand and slowly applauded Bi Ziyun.

The young man on the stage who is not afraid of tigers and the old man who has experienced vicissitudes under the stage look at each other, with decades of time in between.

"Okay, the performance of contestant No. 12 is over now, and now I invite the judges to give their marks."

The white-haired old man immediately lowered his head and wrote down a line of numbers, but the other judges seemed to be in hesitation and began to whisper to each other.

"Now, the scores of all the judges have been released," the host took the note from the staff and read aloud on the stage, "There are six judges and teachers on the scene, the highest score is removed, and the lowest score is removed. The final score of No. 12 player is 94.25 points."

94.25.

He didn't know what the score was, but he remembered that when he watched the live broadcast, he saw that two or three players scored above 95. From this point of view, the score he got should not be high.

Bi Ziyun bowed deeply to the commentators in the audience, and followed the staff off the stage.

Back in the lounge, he twisted away the mineral water given by the staff, raised his neck and drank most of it in one gulp, and then slowly calmed down.

If the violin teacher in the troupe knew that he had changed his score, he would probably be mad at him.

However, even knowing that the second half should not be played in that way, he still has no regrets.If you give him another chance, he will definitely be the same as today.

This is the first time he has heard his inner voice in the sound of the piano since he practiced the piano since he was a child.

After all the games in the afternoon, the female teacher who led the team bought tickets for the six of them and planned to take them to Gulangyu Island to play together.

Bi Ziyun originally wanted to go back to the hostel to get his cell phone, but he wanted to call Fang Nan so that he could take it to the island to take pictures or something.However, the sea has been a bit rough these days, so there are only two round-trip boats to Gulangyu Island today.Afraid of delaying the time, the leading teacher took the six of them directly from the school.

There was a drizzle of rain outside the window, and the hull was a little bumpy.Bi Ziyun chose a seat by the window, lying on the railing, quietly looking at the sea outside the window.

Uncle Huai always said that he wanted to go to a city by the sea to go to university in the future.In this way, you don't have to go to travel specially, you can see the sea when you go out.

Although the weather is not very good today, you can still see the vast sea through the hazy mist.This tourist ship carrying dozens of people is like a solitary boat, drifting with the wind in the boundless sea.

As soon as the group landed on Gulangyu Island, it started to rain heavily.They rushed to get on the last boat on the return journey, and they had less than two hours to stay on the island.

Bi Ziyun was not very familiar with the others, so after the team leader set up a meeting point, he started wandering around the island alone.

Many tourists who land on the island are attracted by the Internet celebrity attractions on Gulangyu Island. They are either queuing up to buy special products, or taking pictures at various Internet celebrity locations.He didn't bring his mobile phone, and he couldn't save the beautiful scenery on the island, so he found another way and chose a direction with few people.

When passing a fork in the road, Bi Ziyun saw a giant tree several people thick beside the road.The leaves on the tree fell all over the ground, revealing many wooden signs tied to the branches with red strings.

There is a small stall not far away, and the billboard of the stall reads: "The resort of wishing, dreams come true, the special price is 20 yuan per person."

Because of the rain, there are not many tourists around.Bi Ziyun walked forward holding an umbrella, and said to the drowsy uncle behind the stall, "Uncle, I want to buy a wooden sign."

The uncle pointed to the flyer on the table: "You can ask for academic, career, love and wealth luck, you can ask for yourself, or for family and friends, which one do you want?"

Bi Ziyun hesitated for a moment: "Then, then I want three, one for myself and two for others, thanks."

After receiving the three wooden signs and markers from the uncle, he found a roof that could shelter from the rain, and squatted down in the corridor.

Bi Ziyun wrote a wooden sign wishing his parents good health, and worried about the remaining one.

The rest of the wooden sign, the boss said it is a universal card, you can ask for anything, just need to add money.He thought for a while, and first wrote the words "Bi Ziyun" on the front of the wooden sign, and then wrote Fang Nan's name on the back of the wooden sign.

After standing still and struggling for a while, Bi Ziyun's mind flashed, he held the wooden sign in his hand, and began to write crookedly.

As the rain gradually subsided, he walked under the tree with an umbrella, chose the thick branch closest to him, and tied the two wooden signs to it with red strings.A gust of cold wind blew by, and the wooden signs on the trees collided with each other, making a crisp sound of "ding ding dong dong".

Ten minutes before the meeting, Bi Ziyun found another small shop hidden in an alley that could send postcards for tourists.

"Boss, if you send out a postcard today, how long will it take for others to receive it?" He walked into the store and asked the owner.

The shop owner is a literary youth with long hair. He is stroking the cat in the shop with his hand, without raising his head: "Then it depends on luck."

"Some places can arrive in three to five days, and some places take a month or two." The shop owner is very frank. "Postcards are easy to lose, and sometimes there is no more after sending them."

In the end, Bi Ziyun still bought a postcard with a Gulangyu cat printed on it in the store.

He picked up a pen and carefully wrote on the back of the postcard:

"Fang Nan, hello:

"I have been in Xiamen for two days, and I will leave tomorrow. Xiamen is still not far enough to the north, and there is no snow at all."

"I visited the campus of X University yesterday. The university campus is really big, more than ten times bigger than our school."

At this point, he suddenly felt that he was too deliberate in sending a letter to Fang Nan, so he added a sentence at the end: "I sent a letter to everyone, I hope you all receive it. Bi Ziyun."

He didn't know the specific address of Fang Nan's home, so he left the school and class on the postcard.

Anyway, if Fang Nan asked, he would say that all the mails sent to others were lost.

On the last boat of the day, the team leader led six people back to X University from Gulangyu Island.

After returning to the hostel, Bi Ziyun had just taken a hot bath in his room when he heard the team leader teacher shouting outside the door: "Bi Ziyun, tidy up, change clothes, and go out with me now!"

He didn't know why the team leader teacher came to him suddenly, but he put on the down jacket and zipped it up, and went out with the teacher. The guest house of University X is on campus, not far from other areas on campus.The teacher leading the team took him into a building that seemed to be used for administration, and stopped outside an office.

"Dean Yu, the person has already been brought."

The young teacher standing in the corridor saw the person coming, and immediately said to the people in the office.

Bi Ziyun followed the team leader teacher into the door, and found two people sitting inside, one of them was the white-haired judge whom he had seen in the previous competition.

Another middle-aged man introduced to Bi Ziyun: "Student, this is the head of the music performance department of Z University, and also the chief judge teacher of this competition."

"Hello, Teacher Yu." Bi Ziyun greeted the white-haired old man obediently.

"Student Bi," the middle-aged man continued, "Dean Yu listened to your performance during today's competition, and was very impressed with you. He came to ask you about whether he will pass the special admissions exam in the future. Go to University Z to study."

Dean Yu took a sip of tea and looked at Bi Ziyun very kindly.

Bi Ziyun didn't even think about it, and immediately said: "I'm really sorry, Teacher Yu, and all the teachers, I actually don't plan to take the art test—"

"You misunderstood me," Dean Yu interrupted him, "It's not an art test."

"The dean refers to the self-enrollment examination for special students. If you sign up for our school's examination and pass it, the school can lower your score and admit you to our school. Our school usually drops to the first-tier undergraduate level. It is not guaranteed after admission. To choose a music-related major, you can choose your favorite major in the school except for the subjects with specific restrictions.” The middle-aged man explained.

When Bi Ziyun heard the teacher say this, he vaguely felt that the word seemed familiar.

correct.

Zhou Yi came to him before, just to go to various colleges and universities to take the self-enrollment specialty student examination.In order to be able to pass the school's review, Zhou Yi sought out people to clear up the relationship, but he didn't expect that someone would offer an olive branch without doing anything.

What is Z big.One of the top 985 colleges, a top college that he never dared to consider in his dreams.

Dean Yu saw Bi Ziyun standing there dumbfounded, thinking that he was dazzled by the sudden joy.He put down his teacup, smiled and said to Bi Ziyun: "It's okay, you can think about it slowly, don't rush it for a while. But we still hope that a good seed like you can become a member of the school."

Bi Ziyun took the hot water from the young teacher, lowered his head and took a sip, and said to Dean Yu: "Teacher, I am very yearning for Z University, but I already have a university I like."

"Oh?"

Dean Yu was a little surprised. They are already one of the best universities in the country. Is there anything this kid likes more than Z University?

"Teacher, I," Bi Ziyun took a deep breath, and said, "I want to be admitted to P University."

The expression on Dean Yu's face was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at Bi Ziyun in front of him and laughed: "I didn't expect you to have such a big appetite at such a young age