Ji Qianchong listened to his words and said, "Congratulations, Qianxue has made your reputation even more famous. From now on, when others mention you, they will add the title of mentor of the world's award-winning piano contestants before your name."
"Yes, yes." The tutor did not deny it. He was also very happy listening to the piano music echoing in the center of the Bird's Nest.
In his joy, he asked again, "Second Miss, will you play the second piece of music, the Dream Wedding, like before?"
"Yeah." Ji Qianchong nodded, "Teacher, it seems you know me quite well."
"I admire you very much. I've watched almost every one of your competitions. There are many people who can play the piano, and there are also many masters who have passed the professional level eight and even level ten. But there are not many who can recognize a piece of music by ear and integrate the tunes into their whole being."
"I first saw your video about four years ago at the Haicheng World Youth Championship. I never imagined that someone would put Scarlatti's Sonata in G major and Chopin's Fantasy Impromptu together. And the transitions between them are so well-crafted that even someone who knows piano might mistake them for the same piece if they're not paying attention."
"Then you came to the Qian family in the capital. I met you there and thought I could get to know you. Unfortunately, Madam Li Muzi wouldn't let me..." The teacher stopped talking and smiled. "You don't really need a teacher. If I were to teach you, I probably wouldn't even know what to teach you."
Ji Qianchong smiled at him.
The girl's smile is very innocent and sweet, just like a rainbow after the rain, which makes people feel soft at first sight.
The instructor expressed concern again: "Today's competition is different. The contestants are all heavyweights. The song "Dream Wedding" may be too low."
Low means low rank.
If the first song "Moonlight" that Qianxue played before was at the Star Glory level, then the wedding in the dream was at the Silver level.
This is a song that can be played as long as the basics are laid.
The instructor continued, "The judges will score based on two performances, taking the middle value. Even if you play 'Dream Wedding' very well, your score might not be high. It will drag down your score for the first piece, and your final score won't be very high."
Ji Qianchong raised his eyes and pondered for a moment. "The international competition is held every five years, and this is already the 25th. I remember there was a pianist twenty years ago who only played one piece. The international committee divided his score for that piece by two, and the final total score was still the championship."
She winked at her instructor. "Maybe I can do it, too." She smiled softly. "If not, the important thing is to participate."
The instructor looked at her, unable to guess what was in this little head.
Which competitor who has made it to an international competition hasn't practiced diligently since childhood? Isn't it all about sitting in the practice room for six, seven, or even more than ten hours a day, just to get into international competitions and achieve a good ranking?
Applause broke out in the center of the Bird's Nest, indicating that Qianxue had finished performing.
When Qianxue came down from the stage, Ji Qianchong was adjusting his dress and preparing to enter.
The woman stood in the distance and watched Ji Qianchong for a while before she walked over. She stood in front of Ji Qianchong and looked at her, "I didn't give up before because I thought I couldn't beat you and ran away halfway."
July adjusted Ji Qianchong's skirt from behind.
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