In mid-August, the 32nd Donghai Youth Guitar Competition.

The evening breeze blows gently, and outside the Donghai Concert Hall, scalpers and audiences who have not bought tickets are bargaining.

Music and audience applause were heard from time to time in the concert hall.

A short-haired girl, who had just finished her curtain call from the stage, was immersed in the performance just now, summarizing her gains and losses.

At this moment, a magnetic male voice came from behind:

"Hello, this classmate,"

"Sorry, there is something wrong with my guitar string. Can you lend your guitar to use it?"

Short-haired girl looked back:

He is a sunny big boy with a shy smile on his handsome face.

Sweat flowed through the cheeks from just a short inch of hair, with seven or eight emotions in her eyes, including sincerity, anxiety, shyness, embarrassment, expectation, annoyance, etc.

Although I felt sorry for the classical cypress guitar in my hand, the short-haired girl felt inexplicably soft:

"Okay, okay, you can lend it to you, you have to cherish it!"

Xia Tian quickly replied: "Of course, of course! I must cherish it as much as I cherish my own eyes!"

Xia Tian thought to himself:

"How can I not cherish it? It was the first time I touched the guitar since I was a child."

.........

"The following is the No. 25 contestant: Summer, please come on the court."

With the host's report, Xia Tian walked onto the stage with a guitar in his arms.

Bow, sit down, and take a deep breath.

There are three judges directly in front of the stage. Behind the judges is a full audience.

Xia Tian thought secretly: "When was the last time I faced so many audiences?"

"Oh, it doesn't seem to be the last time."

Xia Tian calmed down again, his fingers twitched, and the prelude rang.

The three judges directly in front of the stage looked at each other:

"【Jinzhou Hotel】? Being too ambitious! Is it not good for young people to play campus folk songs?"

In summer, fingers are twitching, and the guitar sound continues to flow.

The three judges looked at each other again:

"Huh? It's interesting..."

The fingering method is as subtle as flowing water, and the guitar sound gradually substitutes the listener into such a scene:

[On a cold winter night, under the dim light in front of the Jinzhou Hotel, a young man with a straw hat was carefully performing a guitar song.

Around me, there is a group of tired, hard-working, depressed, and tired under the pressure of life, surrounding the young people and listening quietly.】

The three judges looked at each other in shock:

"Adapted version of Master Chen!"

The scene flows with the fingers:

[In the guitar song, people gradually smiled on their faces, some people took off their straw hats, and their mood gradually improved with the music, as if the guitar sound was healing.]

The two judges looked at each other excitedly: "This level! What level is this?"

A judge's eyes were filled with tears:

"The teacher reappears! The teacher reappears at the level!"

...........

The performance ended, stood up in summer and bowed again.

A short-haired girl stood up and applauded with the audience around her.

The applause lasted for a long time, lasting for three minutes.

The audience exclaimed: How many years have you not heard of this classic adaptation of [Jinzhou Hotel] since Master Chen passed away?

And today, an 18-year-old boy will recreate the classic.

"I remember, his name is Xiatian." The short-haired girl murmured.

After fierce discussion, the judges finally scored: full score, 100 points.

The reason for the intense discussion was that one of the judges strongly asked for a score of 110 for Xia Tian.

The other two judges dissuaded without such a precedent, and in the end the judge had to give up.

The 32nd Donghai Youth Guitar Competition.

Champion: Summer. The championship bonus is 30,000 yuan.

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In early September, Donghai City Concert Hall.

The 45th Donghai Youth Violin Competition.

A girl with long hair bowed and left the curtain call in the applause and walked on the way to the backstage.

A magnetic male voice came:

"Hello, this classmate,"

"Sorry, there is something wrong with my violin string. Can you lend it to your violin?"

The girl with long hair looked back:

A sunny big boy with a shy smile on his handsome face.

His face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were filled with more than ten emotions, including sincerity, anxiety, shyness, embarrassment, expectation, annoyance, etc.

.........

After the song is finished, stand up in summer and bow.

A girl with long hair stood up and applauded the audience judges, and was amazed at the wonderful [Praise of Love] just now.

The applause lasted for a long time. After Xia Tian returned to the backstage, he had to come to the stage again to thank the audience.

After the audience sat down, they still remembered it endlessly: "Classics are reproduced, classics are reproduced!"

The long-haired girl murmured, "Remember, his name is Xiatian."

Judges scored: 105 points.

This time the three judges reached an agreement: 100 points are not enough to evaluate the level of summer.

The champion of the 45th Donghai Youth Violin Competition: Summer.

The championship bonus is 45,000 yuan.

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In late September, the 28th Donghai Youth Cello Competition.

"Hello, this classmate,"

"Sorry, there is something wrong with my cello strings. Can you lend it to your cello?"

"I'm sick! I won't borrow it!" a boy said without looking back.

summer....

After calming down my mood, I wiped the sweat beads on my face a little messed up. In summer, I walked towards a girl with long hair in the distance.

[Stop, you borrowed a violin from her.]

Xiri's voice came from his mind.

Xia Tian was stunned for a moment, turned around and walked towards another girl with short hair.

【Stop, you borrowed a guitar from her.】

Xia Tian was stunned for a moment, turned around and walked towards another girl with a tram hair.

"Hello, this classmate,"

"Sorry, there is something wrong with my cello strings. Can you lend it to your cello?"

The girl with a tie-haired hair turned around: "Huh? It's you, summer!"

Xia Tian stayed again: [Xirui, I haven't borrowed anything from her, right?]

The girl with hair tie said excitedly:

"In summer, I am your fan. I also participated in the last violin competition. Your song [Praise of Love] is so good!"
To be continued...