First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 147 Krist’s taunt, Sun Ke fights back (seeking subscription)

  Along with Li Yeping's voice falling, a young man in the first row walked to the stage piano, his expression nervous and anxious.

  He put his right hand on his chest, bowed slightly to the judges and everyone, and then briefly introduced himself: "Hello everyone, this is Bao Mingming."

  After finishing speaking, Bao Mingming sat in front of the piano and began a fluent performance.

  The door of the gorgeous opera house is open, and any music lover can come here to learn and watch.

  This internal competition can't be regarded as much formal, it is just a small competition within the Piano Association, and there is no closure.

  So after the sound from the performance hall on the first floor, many interested people have already sat in the auditorium one after another and watched with relish.

  Two minutes later.

  Bao Mingming’s tune has been played.

  "Your playing skill is acceptable, but your emotions are not enough. Overall, it's still a long way behind, giving you 79 points." Li Yeping judged without thinking.

  The next few other presidents, Mr. He with bright hair, and Sun Ke and others, all gave a score of about 80.

  With this level and score, participating in the Nalca Competition will only be a shame!

   Soon, the second player took the stage.

  The third, the fourth...

  Everyone is doing their best to perform their best songs.

  In the entire opera house, only fast or slow, compact or elegant piano sounds remain.

  The level of these players is not bad, and there is no problem with proficiency, but there are always more or less problems in emotion or some details.

   can only be said to be at the provincial level, no matter how high it is, it is not worthy of it.

  "Hello everyone, my name is Cui Kun, I am 22 years old this year."

  Ten days ago, Cui Kun, a young man who practiced piano in Room 208, stepped onto the stage with a confident smile on his lips.

   Soon, Cui Kun began to play.

  After a brief test, Cui Kun's fingers began to beat rhythmically, and the keys made strange sounds.

  It’s still the song "Wraith Fire", but what Cui Kun played today is much better than what he played ten days ago. Both the emotions contained in it and the details of the mistakes have been greatly improved.

  Even overall, it’s better than what Li Ang played when he was fighting the piano ten days ago.

When    was halfway through, Sun Ke on the panel of judges was already a little surprised.

  Sun Ke looked sideways at Teacher He beside his eyes: "Teacher He, this Cui Kun has made rapid progress."

   Teacher He nodded: "This is a piano genius, the kind who gets more frustrated and brave!"

  Three minutes later, the tune is finished.

   "Whether it is proficiency or emotional aspects, I did everything in place. I gave a score of 90 points for this performance." Li Yeping raised the sign in his hand.

  The corners of Li Yeping's mouth, which had been cold, eased slightly. This level is placed in the Nalca Competition... at least it will not be the bottom.

  Afterwards, Sun Ke and several other judges and teachers also scored separately, all of which were above 90 points.

  The average score is 91 points. This is the player with the highest score among more than a dozen people on stage!

  A burst of applause, Cui Kun bowed again to the judges and the rest of the contestants, and then returned to his seat.

  After five or six contestants took the stage, it was Ang Lee's turn.

   "Hello everyone, this is Ang Lee." After a brief introduction, Ang Lee sat in front of the piano and played.

  Two minutes later, the tune ends.

  Excellent as always, smooth as always. Like Cui Kun, Li Ang's music has received more than 90 ratings from several teachers.

  About two hours later, the entire internal match has come to an end.

  Only two people had an average score of over ninety points, one was Li Ang and the other was Cui Kun.

Chairman Li Yeping stepped onto the stage and said to the 28 eliminated players: "After more than two hours of competition, Cui Kun and Li An scored 91 and 92 points, respectively. Success stands out."

  "I will report the number of the two of them. In 20 days, they will represent China and participate in the Nalca International Piano Competition."

  "Next, I will invite Cui Kun and Li An to come on stage."

  Cui Kun and Li An took to the stage one after another.

   Just when the two of them stepped onto the stage, a slurred voice in English and Chinese was heard from the audience below.

   "Hello, everyone."

  The opening is in English at the front, followed by verbal Chinese.

Everyone looked sideways in the direction where the sound came from, and saw a young man with a head of about 1.83 meters tall, a pale complexion, an upside-down head, a smile, and a beard standing up from the audience. Then came onto the stage uninvited.

  Beside him, there was a sturdy guy with a fierce complexion and a tattoo on his neck, who should be his bodyguard and entourage.

  After the youth stepped onto the stage, the president Li Yeping looked at him and asked fluently in English: "May I ask you who are you?"

"You don't need to speak English, I can understand Chinese!" The young man spoke sloppy and stiff Chinese. He smiled and said, "My name is Kriste and I am from England. Erka International Piano Competition. So I came to the venue in advance to take a look. When I came, I happened to see you are making an internal selection. I am sorry to disturb you."

  The other party is very polite, so the president Li Yeping is naturally more polite: “It’s okay, or sit down first, and I’ll show you around this opera house after our selection is over.”

   After hearing Li Yeping’s words, Kriste waved his hand again and again, and continued to say stiffly: “No need, no, I’ve already turned the opera house just now, it’s very big and beautiful!”

   "And your game, I have heard the end of the game since you started."

  While talking, Kriste pointed to Li Ang and Cui Kun and asked, “Are these two people selected by you to participate in the Nalca International Piano Competition?”

  President Li Yeping nodded: "Yes, they are both."

   "Hahahaha." After hearing Li Yeping's words, Corister suddenly laughed.

  Li Yeping, Sun Ke, Li An, Cui Kun, including all the brows present frowned.

  The sound of Kriste’s laughter makes people uncomfortable.

   "What are you laughing at?" Li Yeping asked.

   "The level of your contestants is great, really great. These two contestants participate in the Nakar Competition, they will definitely win the championship and runner-up." Kriste grinned.

  Cui Kun and Li Ang played really well and reached the highest level of the country.

   But you just said that you will definitely win the championship and runner-up. Isn’t that nonsense?

  Crist’s words are compliments, but when they come out of his mouth, they completely change their taste. Coupled with the magical laughter that hahahaha just now, it immediately gave everyone a sense of ‘mockery’.

  Yes, just mocking!

  Li Yeping directly asked with a gloomy expression: "Mr. Krist, what you said is ridiculing the poor level of our Chinese players?"

  Corrist raised his hand and scratched his head, then frowned and thought.

  Finally, under everyone's attention, Kriste nodded directly: "Forget it."

  The words come out.

  All the faces of all the people in the whole venue are white!

  Li Yeping frowned fiercely: "Mr. Krist, whether our players are good or not, we will see on the field at that time. You are not in the field now. It is not polite for you to say this."

  Hearing the accusation, Krist hurriedly waved his hand and opened his mouth wide: "Oh, sorry. I apologize for my impoliteness."

  Although his mouth is apologizing, his exaggerated and playful expression does not mean the slightest confession.

  All the Chinese on the venue were a little angry.

  The first to bear the brunt is Cui Kun who is also standing on the stage.

  In the previous song "Wild Fire", Cui Kun practiced 16 hours a day for ten consecutive days, but now a fair-skinned person laughed and said that his level is not good.

  Moreover, this Kriste smiled more than just Cui Kun and Li Ang, he smiled as a piano business in China!

  Although the level of Chinese piano is indeed relatively backward and has been criticized in the world, it is very angry if you ridicule it in public!

  Cui Kun stood up and said in fluent English: "You said we are not good enough, or you can play a piece, let us see if you can do it."

  As soon as he heard this, Kriste suddenly became interested, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time: "Of course! I'm very happy."

  Speaking, Krist sat directly on the performance chair next to the grand piano, then he flicked the keys, and he looked intoxicated.

  Corister turned his head and glanced at Cui Kun, and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, you just played "Wraith Fire", then I will also play "Wraith Fire"."

  Speaking, Christopher lowered his body slightly, and then began to move his fingers quickly.

  Weird notes sounded all over the first floor of the opera house in an instant.

  Crist’s emotions are very good, and everyone even has a slightly creepy feeling in their ears. And in several places where Cui Kun made mistakes, he performed perfectly.

  It can be said that this Kriste has completely surpassed Cui Kun, and is even stronger than Li An.

  His level has completely reached the level of an international pianist!

  Two minutes later, Corrist finished playing. He stood up and looked down at Cui Kun, who was half a head shorter than him, with a funny smile on his mouth: "How do you think I play?"

   "You!" Cui Kun's expression suddenly turned pale, and the whole person got stuck in his throat but couldn't spit it out.

  All the Chinese players in the lobby stared at Kriste, with annoyance written in their eyes. But that's only the case, because their level is really limited, irritated to irritated, they have no ability to stand up and teach this Krist.

   Just when the scene fell into an extreme situation for a while, a soft but firm voice came over like a spring breeze in February: "I feel like you are playing very ordinary!"

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  Fever sequelae, the fever is gone, but my throat is so painful, the whole person is dizzy, dizzy and swollen.

  I hope to forgive me for bad writing.

  (End of this chapter)