The song becomes low in the second part, but it does not fall down all of a sudden, but in the first part, there is a trend, and this trend is continued in the second part.

At the beginning of the third part, the tune suddenly became very slow and gentle, and finally stopped directly. It seemed as if the sky suddenly turned from dusk to night.

Liu Manman tightly held his hands, is this song over here?

Of course not.

After three seconds of silence, Xia Yu's fingers moved again, and a light melody appeared again.

Yes, it is the appearance of "again".

Liu Manman opened her eyes wide. She discovered what she felt was missing before, just such a melody.

This melody appears many times in the prelude, in the first part, and in the second part, but its concealment appears, only one of the bars appears each time, and it is fully revealed at this time.

The light melody keeps repeating.

Soothing his frown, Liu Manman continued to watch the images appearing in his mind.

Under the light melody, the night seemed to suddenly become brighter.

No, it’s not that it becomes clear, this melody has long been involved.

This melody is like a little flower hidden in the picture.

During the day, behind the sunlight, grass, and butterflies, the flower is swaying. At dusk, the butterflies disappear, the sunlight fades, and the grass is quiet, and the flower becomes slightly more obvious.

When it comes to the third part, at night, the sunlight disappears, the grass completely falls asleep, and the picture goes into darkness. The shot of the entire grassland suddenly draws closer and approaches the flower.

The audience was shocked to realize that the flower, the flower that grew quietly in the corner, was so clean and clean.

In their minds, they recalled the day and dusk, and the swaying of flowers.

The melody has no infinite repetition, and it becomes dispersed again, hiding behind the newly emerging beats.

It's already dawn.

Stopped his palm and Xia Yu stood up.

There was warm applause from the audience.

The judges on the stage discussed excitedly.

The host came to the stage and she started to introduce other competitions before playing.

This method of playing first and then speaking is of great benefit to good music. After listening to good music, people will be more curious about the music and the players and composers, but after listening to bad music, the audience will completely lose interest in understanding.

Xia Yu's song is undoubtedly the former.

The host glanced at the card in his hand: "Thanks to Mr. Xia Yu for the wonderful performances he brought to us. The name of this song is Princess Jingli, a very beautiful song. The composer and performer are both Mr. Xia Yu..."

While talking, the host was puzzled, why didn’t he hear about this person named Xia Yu? Is there such a person in the Conservatory of Music?

He briefly mentioned the information that Xia Yu had filled in before and handed the microphone to the judges.

The judges looked at each other and said that they could still give some suggestions on the previous songs, but they couldn't do this song!

Moreover, this link has been decided as a link that the judges give to them, and they can't just slap them over.

They are all also known as composers and performers, and they never thought that this arrangement would encounter such an embarrassing situation.

They were about to get away with it, but the host was kind-hearted and kept asking them to comment.

After a few perfunctory words, the judges immediately asked Xia Yu to get off the stage.

At this time, due to the fixed mindset and inner embarrassment, the judges had not yet recognized Xia Yu.

The same is true for a group of contestants in the audience.

Looking at Xia Yu who was sitting back in his seat, Lao Zheng and Lao Gang held each other's hand, a little confused.

Xia Yu’s actions at this time can be compared with a scene.

In the Huashan Sword Contest, Lao Zheng and Lao Gang, as well as a group of martial arts people gathered in Huashan to compete for fame and fortune. Lao Zheng relied on the Nine Yin True Sutra and Lao Gang defeated a group of martial arts people with the Nine Yang Divine Arts, stood on the top of Mount Hua, and began the final battle.

The Nine Yin yin has many changes, the Nine Yang qi is majestic, and the two of them are fighting happily.

At this time, an explosion came from the sky, and Xia Yu stepped on the flying sword and came to their heads.

Then, Xia Yu made another move of thousands of swords and cut off the top of Mount Hua.

Lao Zheng and Lao Gang's mentality collapsed on the spot.

We are competing for martial arts. This is a martial arts world! Why are you flying with swords and going to the sect? Your world level is not right!

You are a sword immortal in the world of fairy tales. Come to our martial arts world to compete with us ordinary people for the best in the world!

They were sad, but they could not say anything.

Although Xia Yu is a sword immortal, he is also a person in this world. Why is the best in the world not allowed to participate?

They grabbed each other's hands and couldn't help but use their strength. They looked at each other with sadness on their faces.

Compared to them, the other players' emotions are more stable.

One player poked another player: "Didn't you say that there is no suspense in this kind of game and it is impossible to get a dark horse?"

"Hey, why are you wronged? When did I say such things?" the other party refused to admit it.

Without caring about the quarrel between the two, Xia Yu looked at Lao Zheng who was walking towards the stage.

After Lao Zheng started playing, he felt relieved.

Listening to these people playing so well just now, I thought Lao Zheng would play such a good song, but the result was that the level of LV3's music creation was two levels different from his LV5's music.

After listening to Xia Yu's performance, the audience no longer had any interest in this kind of music. When it came to the judges, the judges also showed the resentment they had received from Xia Yu and said harshly Lao Zheng.

Lao Zheng fell down in shame, and the contestants who came up behind failed to get well.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the competition ended, and the host went on stage to summarize. After the summary, it was the ranking, and then the meeting could be broken.

After the meeting ended, it was the time when Xia Yu started his business.

Lao Zheng and Lao Gang had recovered their emotions at this time. They sat next to Xia Yu, one left and one right, and asked Xia Yu: "Brother, which class are you from? Please give us more advice when you have time."

"Class 3." Xia Yu replied.

"I've recorded the third class of piano in the first year."

"No." Xia Yu was about to explain that the host had already read the ranking of the competition.

The host looked at the card in his hand: "There is no suspense to the first place, it is the third class of District Wen..."

Halfway through the conversation, the host was stunned.

Does their music school have a district literature class? Isn’t the district literature abbreviation for district literature or a modern title for Chinese literature?

He then skipped the class and talked directly about Xia Yu.

At this time, the contestant who had doubts before had a panic guess after hearing the word Qu Wen.

He asked Xiang Xia Yu: "Which department are you from?"
Chapter completed!