This year's finals is really a battle of gods, it's exciting just thinking about it.
After returning home, Song Ci called Shen Yubei and told him about this year's new competition system. After listening, Shen Yubei told Song Ci: "Did I tell you that I am one of the judges of the finals?"
"ah?"
Song Ci didn't know this.
"Teacher, when were you invited?"
Shen Yubei said: “Three months ago.”
"Then why have you been hiding it from me..."
Shen Yubei smiled and said to Song Ci: “Song Song, I hope to hear your concerto in the finals.”
"good!"
In the next few days, Song Ci began to prepare wholeheartedly for the first round of competition.
Time flies and it is the 11th.
Song Ci slept until she woke up naturally. After waking up, she did not practice the piano like she did in the previous few days. Instead, she walked in the yard with a plate of fruit, humming a tune as she walked.
Seeing her so calm, Allen leaned over the window and asked her, "Are you confident in yourself? I don't even see you practicing the piano."
Song Ci looked up at the sunny sky in a foreign country and said with a broken jar attitude, "It's useless to cram at the last minute. It's better to relax, eat and drink well, and treat it with a normal attitude."
Alan clapped his hands and said, "Well said!"
Song Ci was the last one to compete today. She could have lunch at home before going to the competition. After lunch, Allen began to style Song Ci.
Song Ci is now in the third trimester of her pregnancy, and her belly is no longer concealed, making many fitted dresses unsuitable. Allen selected more than a dozen dresses for Song Ci this time, saying, "The most gorgeous dresses should be saved for the most exciting moments. Today, we'll just be ordinary beauties."
Song Ci was amused by Allen, "Okay, put on my makeup."
"OK."
Alan put makeup on Song Ci before taking out the dress and letting her change into it herself.
Allen picked out a golden, deep-V-neck, backless dress for Song Ci. Song Ci felt strangely uncomfortable in it. Her bust had become noticeably fuller after her pregnancy, and her fair skin made her look particularly sexy and voluptuous in the dress.
She walked out of the locker room clutching her chest and said to Allen, "My brother Han will definitely scold you tomorrow if he sees my clothes online."
Alan was unfazed. "You can be nice and he can scold you."
"You are quite courageous."
Song Ci, fearing a cold, put on a thin down jacket over her dress and sneakers before heading to the competition venue with Allen and her bodyguard. She took off her down jacket in the car and put on a stylish camel coat. She also took off her sneakers and put on diamond-faced flats before heading into the competition venue, her skirt in hand.
When she arrived, the competition was in full swing.
At this moment, a Western beauty was standing on the stage, playing Bach's Violin Solo Sonata in G minor No. 1. The woman was wearing a blue fishtail skirt, and her blonde hair on the left side was braided into a small braid, hidden behind her ear.
She wore a pair of deep blue diamond earrings on her ears, and her violin was obviously also custom-made and blue. When she played the violin, the earrings swayed, complementing the violin, which was both a feast for the senses and a feast for the eyes.
Allen saw Song Ci looking at the woman on the stage. He stared at the woman for a moment before saying uncertainly, "Is she Eliza?"
Song Ci nodded, "Yes, it's her."
Eliza Teren, a young world-renowned violinist, is the daughter of Idris Teren, the principal pianist of the First Symphony Orchestra of Country Y. She is an outstanding student, graduated from the Juilliard School of Music, and has won several international violin competitions.
Song Ci looked at her, a new light in his eyes.
She had been hailed as a violin prodigy since she was young. Seeing Eliza, who was also hailed as a prodigy, Song Ci was aroused. "Let's go. It's still a while before we get to play."
"Um."
There weren't many people in the practice room at the moment, as today's competition was almost over. When Song Ci arrived, there was only one male contestant practicing piano.
Song Ci did not disturb the male player's practice. She walked in quietly and found a stool to sit down.
She opened the case, took out the porcelain treasure, placed it on her lap and stroked it gently.
At this moment, applause could be heard from afar. It seemed that Eliza had finished her performance and was leaving the stage. Upon hearing the applause, the male contestant in the practice room immediately stood up, picked up his violin, and walked out. It was his turn to take the stage next.
After everyone left, Song Ci was the only one left in the practice room.
Song Ci picked up the bow and looked at the inscription on it. Thinking that this bow was a gift from Han Zhan, she felt like she was bringing Han Zhan along to compete. Song Ci couldn't help but smile. Allen saw her smile and said, "You smile like a cat in spring, you're in heat."
Song Ci glared at Allen and said, "If you can't speak, don't open your mouth."
The two were arguing when they heard the sound of approaching high heels. Allen shut up and, along with Song Ci, looked up toward the entrance. A graceful blue figure sauntered in. Eliza, wearing high heels, walked with a swagger, her hair swaying with every step, like a supermodel.
Eliza walked in with an arrogant look, and when she saw Song Ci in the practice room, her eyes became obviously surprised.
Song Ci caught Eliza's reaction and couldn't help wondering: Does she know me?
Song Ci nodded at her as a greeting. She hadn't expected Elisa to speak to her. She was about to tune her zither, and just as she raised her bow, she heard Elisa say in London-accented English, "What's your relationship with Jiang Shifeng?"
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