The next day at noon.

After sending Zhang Ya from Charles de Gaulle Airport to the plane back home, He Xiao and Carlore returned to the city of Paris.

Both of them advanced to the quarterfinals and will have a tough battle to fight at the start of the day after tomorrow.

In the quarterfinals, except for Carloer, who accidentally eliminated the Owls and advanced successfully by relying on his luck, none of the others is soft persimmons.

After all, everyone has been through the auditions of 800 people. Under such cruel layers of skin, no matter how lucky the luck is, it will be in vain if there is not enough strength to support it.

Moreover, the competition has reached this point, and there is no obvious difference in strength and weakness. It can be said that everyone's rating is stable at more than 90.

The honor of being famous in history is so close to you, and everyone is qualified to win the championship.

"He Xiao, I am content. I have entered the quarterfinals and will not lose if I lose the game. But you are different. You have the ability to win the championship, so you must work hard!"

When the car was about to drive to the hotel, Carloer suddenly stretched out his arm and made an inspirational gesture, speaking to He Xiao with blessings.

Carol watched He Xiao grow up step by step, and even the other party was able to participate in the Isabella Piano Competition because of her.

She prepared for this competition for several months, and finally relied on her great luck to advance to the quarterfinals.

But what about He Xiao? He suddenly got the news a few days before the start of the game. He didn't have such a long preparation time and was completely driven by his strength.

So Carol sighed that He Xiao was too strong, and he also truly felt that He Xiao had the strength to win the championship.

He is too strong!

One famous song can be played effortlessly. Such a level of strength is beyond Carol's reach.

There is almost no doubt that when He Xiao returns to China after the competition, regardless of whether he wins the championship or not, he will become a shining and dazzling superstar, which will make the entire music industry look at it.

It is particularly important to establish a good relationship with each other at this time.

Carlore still understands interpersonal relationships very well.

After hearing Carol's words, He Xiao immediately responded with a blessing tone, and smiled and joked: "Sister Luo, maybe I will match you in the quarterfinals."

"Haha, if you match you, I will abstain directly!" Carol's smile was as beautiful as a flower.

Although it was said in a joking tone, it was indeed the truth. If He Xiao was matched, she had no chance of winning. After all, on a stage of this level, He Xiao would not hold back no matter who his opponent was.

What's more, their friendship is not so good.

Outside the window, the weather was cloudy again and the wind was blowing.

Paris has been patronized by rain for a month, and there is no sign of slowing down. Such huge rainfall is really rare.

However, citizens have long been accustomed to it. Now that the global warming is severe, the climate in almost every place is somewhat abnormal. Even if it snows one day in Africa, no one will be too surprised.

After the car entered the city, it turned around and finally stopped at the entrance of the hotel where Carlore lived.

Shi Dahammer got out of the car and helped the famous female singer in the Chinese anthem world open the car door. Carol nodded and thanked him, then turned around and said goodbye to He Xiao.

The cheeks on both sides are close together, and the touch is a little soft, and accompanied by a unique fragrance on a girl.

The fragrance flowed on the tip of the nose in an instant, and before I could savor it, the beauty had left.

He Xiao couldn't help but sniff it in the air. This smell was really good.

"Crazy--" The sky that had been brewing for a long time finally started to drizzle, diluting the smell of Carlo's lingering in the air. He Xiao closed the car door, pressed the window, and began to drive towards the piano shop.

The organizer of this competition only gave three days off to prepare for the next competition, and He Xiao still had several songs to practice, so time was still quite tight.

Perhaps because of the rain, the piano shop is a bit deserted today. When He Xiao entered, there was no one in the room, only a remote little room with the sound of the piano.

The melody is very pleasant and the rhythm jumps very quickly, giving people a feeling of being hot and cold sometimes. The span between the sound ranges is extremely large and the contrast is strong.

"This should be the famous piano song "Summer Variations" by the famous Hungarian musician Kelsbo in the last century. However, the performer added his own adaptation and understanding to make the original song sublimate again. If this song is put into the Isabella International Piano Competition, he will definitely win a high score of more than 90...Who is playing the piano?"

He Xiao stopped and listened for a while, then he couldn't help but feel a little secretly shocked.

Kelsbo's "Summer Variations" is the most romantic song in the piano world. There have been many contestants performing on Isabella's stage, but none of them are as good as this person now.

This aroused He Xiao's strong curiosity. He couldn't help but take two steps forward quietly, look into the house, and then his expression was stunned.

I saw that there were two people in this small private piano practice room.

One is a pianist who sat in front of the piano to perform this famous song. She is not an artist in a suit and ties, but an old woman with gray hair, wearing clean but plain clothes that are washed until white, with wrinkles on her face, and wearing a pair of small cloth shoes under her feet. This is an extremely common dress abroad, and walking on the road is no different from an ordinary old lady.

But who would have thought that her fingers were so flexible that she did not become dull due to her old age and physical weakness, and she interpreted the Summer Variations to a new level.

The man standing next to the old woman was a relative of the piano shop owner's house, a little witch who claimed to be a fan of him, but she shouted "Slave Family" every day, Yin Miaozhi.

But at this time, Yin Miaozhi was a little different from what He Xiao’s impression. He did not jump up and down lawlessly or laugh like a "goose, goose, goose, and goose". Instead, he was extremely serious, listening carefully to the old woman's speech like a primary school student and learning piano skills.

This made He Xiao look at her with admiration.

"It seems that this is her teacher..."

After observing in the door for a while, He Xiao understood the situation in front of him.

Sure enough, there is no absolute genius in this world. Even if the academic master seems to be relaxed, he still has a serious side in private, but he is just not seen by outsiders.

Yin Miaozhi has already started working hard for the quarterfinals of the quarterfinals and has hired famous teachers to guide him. It seems that he is heading for the quarterfinals like this.

Without disturbing Yin Miaozhi's piano practice, He Xiao turned around and came to another piano practice room to find the piano he often used in the corner.

The black piano was polished brightly, with a plate of cut fruit salad on it, and a small card was inserted, saying "Guess who I am", and behind it was a "smiley face and?".

He Xiao suddenly laughed. Only that girl Yin Miaozhi could do this trick, but her heart was still full of warmth.

He pricked a banana with a toothpick and put it in his mouth. Before he could take a second bite, He Xiao narrowed his eyes and vomited it all.

hot!

The endless spicy smell exploded in the mouth, and the strong and irritating smell choked on the nose and rushed to the eyes.

This banana is actually full of mustard!

"Yin Miaozhi!"

He Xiaola's tears were flowing out, his mouth was open and gasping like a pug. The warmth that had just risen to Yin Miaozhi disappeared in a short time.

"What's wrong with the idol?"

Hearing the shouts, Yin Miaozhi suddenly poked out half of his head and looked at He Xiao, saying with a smile.

"Bad idol, is there anyone with such a pair of idols?"

He Xiao couldn't stop crying and roared at Yin Miaozhi.

"A brief ~~"

When the latter saw He Xiao's reaction, he was so happy that he was like a naughty child who had succeeded in his plan. He made a face and ran away.

He Xiao could only be so angry that he kept looking for water, and he was furious.

"Don't let me meet you in the quarterfinals, otherwise I will be so cruel that I won't even recognize your mother!"

On this day, He Xiao swears in tears at Mustard.

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...

Under the farce that Yin Miaozhi, a naughty child, created from time to time, time flew quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the day when the competition began.

He Xiao was not very sleepy, so he was not sleepy. He got up early and started to clean up at dawn.

I changed into new clothes, cleaned my hairstyle, and wiped the red face mask again until I stopped when the light was reflected.

"Teacher He, it's time for us to set off!"

At 7:30, Bao Yuanyuan, who was as flat as A and B, appeared on time, but remained unchanged for thousands of years. He held the document in his arms with his hands and said timidly to He Xiao.

“That’s it.”

He Xiao replied, and then took his small team to leave the hotel.

Through the crowded streets, you can enter without any danger under the protection of security.

The contestants' seats in the audience area are much wider today because compared to the last game, half of the number of people were eliminated this time, and there were only eight contestants on the scene.

Eight people sitting in such a large area inevitably seemed a little deserted, so the organizer found some school leaders or high-ranking officials to fill the vacancy.

One celebrity after another entered the venue and sat around He Xiao.

Many judges came down to greet them.

"Huh? Why is that old woman a little familiar?"

"That's...Ms. Rebecca Field!"

"What? That's Ms. Field?"

"My God, the most outstanding female pianist of the last century has actually arrived. This is simply a myth of living!"

"This is really crazy!"

Just as He Xiao was sitting on a chair and resting with his eyes closed, the scene suddenly became commotion, and one after another of exclamations came out.

He Xiao opened his eyes curiously and was stunned.

Because Ms. Field, who is so popular among the public, was the old woman who taught Yin Miaozhi to play "Summer Variations" at the piano store last time.
To be continued...