A few days later—

Feng Tianming repeatedly reminded the backstage of the huge and empty venue.

"Don't be nervous, dad is here at this age..."

"Just use your strength normally, don't be too nervous..."

The old couple looked at Feng Yi with concern.

Feng Yi just smiled and said, "Well, I will... I am your son, I will never embarrass you!"

He took a deep breath and threw all his worries and entanglements behind his head.

"There is nothing to be afraid of anymore. Isn't it just a small youth competition..."

Looking at the small number of people in front of the stage, most of them are fifty-year-olds, they are silently waiting for the performance of the new generation of guqin seedlings.

There are not many people, but they are all the strongest figures in the guqin world.

Feng Yi saw the old couple in the audience on stage and looked at him with relief.

The two of them were encouraging and gave strength in their own way.

An inexplicable emotion gushed out.

I found it, maybe I found it, and I can play the power of emotions and the piano that can play the emotional...

Just as Feng Yi was thinking, another figure came into view.

Looking at the figure, Feng Yi suddenly felt something collapsed in his heart.

That familiar and unfamiliar figure is in the deepest part of memory...

My heart is in chaos again.

...

"I didn't expect that she would come here." Li Yu looked at Ding Lian in front of him, wearing a cleaner uniform, and was a little surprised.

At this time, Ding Lian was silently cleaning the surroundings of the venue, but her eyes still glanced up from time to time, and there were extremely complex emotional fluctuations in her eyes.

I originally thought she had given up, but what I didn't expect was that she actually came here.

Being a cleaner in this venue, it is enough to be able to look at your son from a distance.

"Since you have such perseverance and such awareness... admire you." Li Yu sang lightly: "So what's the point of helping you with help?"

Li Yu used the hidden art to come to Ding Lian.

Her body was very weak, and she would take a breath to relieve her heavy breathing and pain when she walked two steps.

Li Yu sighed: "It is not easy to take on the job of a cleaner with such a high intensity with her current body... No, it is a very difficult thing."

She is holding on.

Being able to join the company within five days and enter this venue will definitely cost a lot, such as reducing wages, not paying wages, increasing workload, or taking care of all the workload.

For the sake of just looking at your own children.

Looking at Ding Lian's back, Li Yu shook her head and said.

“What a great power…”

...

Soon, this guqin competition for teenagers began.

He is skillful in his technique and the sound he plays is very standard.

But there is no emotion in it. Not to mention the audience, the judges all looked like they were not fluctuating inside, looking at the stage drowsy.

"No feelings, no feelings, these piano sounds, no feelings... This year's Guqin contestants are really not good..." One of the elderly judges sighed: "Our Guqin world has really reached the point where it is inconsistent..."

"Don't have such high requirements. It's good for someone to learn. Guqin is a thing that has the limitation of appreciation. Unlike similar Guqins, Guqin is pleasing to yourself and Guqins are very rare. Look at the time when they come to participate in the competition and performance, no one has the foundation for guqin. Many people have no conditions to get in touch with guqin. Ordinary parents will only let them learn talents such as piano and violin." Another judge said lightly: "Besides, don't be too impetuous. They are just children. They have not experienced anything and cannot play the rhyme of the guqin. When they are old and have experienced more things, the rhyme will naturally come out. I think they are still the main focus of honing their techniques now... they can pass the technique."

However, the old judge shook his head and said, "Who said that young people can't play emotions? The last time I went to listen to the Taoist priest's song, that emotion is really unforgettable for me, and even... it directly shows the picture in front of me... The ultimate piano is worthy of it."

"You have said it many times, and we are annoyed to listen to it. It's so magical like you said. Why have you been silent before? Maybe it's really good to play, but I can only make a judgment when I really hear his piano sound. Let's be more conservative now. After all, what you said is so amazing."

Just as the old judge was trying to say something, a little messy sound appeared on the stage.

It's very messy, and even the notes are played wrongly.

This play made the judges and the audience frown.

"This is...I remember it was the son of the old Feng family?" The female judge frowned and said, "The old Feng family is also a well-known Guqin family. How can you train such a son? You even play the notes wrong. This basic skill is not good."

"Is it because this is too spoiled by an old man? This level is not good at all. Maybe it's not because of his basic skills... Maybe it's because of stage fright?"

"Stage fright is also a sign of poor basic skills..."

The judges sighed repeatedly, secretly feeling that Feng Tianming's family had not cultivated a good heir.

Feng Tianming, who was off the stage, also looked at Feng Yi playing on the stage with a worried look on his face, and murmured.

"What's going on with my son? Why is it suddenly absent-minded... He even played the notes wrongly... He doesn't do this normally. Even if he can't play real feelings, he is familiar with these basic notes."

Feng Tianming's wife also said.

"Our son's heart suddenly became confused. Did he think of something again..."

Feng Yi on the stage was also anxious and upset.

"Why is my piano sound so messy? Will my parents scold me? Damn it, what should I do... What should I do... It's all her fault, it's all her fault! If it weren't for her, my heart wouldn't be messy, and I wouldn't let my parents down. What should I do now? I can't play the piano well..."

The more you think about it, the more you feel confused, the more you feel, the more you feel confused, the more you will be.

Feng Yi wanted to give up.

After so many years of practice, it was such a shameful result.

Whose fault?

It's all her fault, it's all her fault...

Why do you appear at this time? It appears at the most important time in his life!

"Ah..." Feng Yi could imagine the ridicule of the audience judges and the disappointed expression of his parents...

Just when Feng Yi wanted to smash the piano maniacly, a flash of tears suddenly appeared in front of him...

The scene in front of you has been distorted and changed.

Not in the venue.

But a place covered by ice and snow—
Chapter completed!