First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

  Chapter 152 Ang Lee is on the stage! Play the tune! (on)

  After the draw, the bright lights of the opera house gradually dimmed in an orderly manner. In the end, only the faint light above the stage was left, which happened to shine on the small stool in front of the piano, which was the core and most conspicuous position of the whole stage.

   "Are you invited the number one player to perform on stage."

  With a soft voice, a short man with a hook-nosed nose of only about 1.7 meters walked onto the stage.

  "Hello everyone, I'm Pick Martin, a pianist from Oris."

  The eagle-hook nose man saluted the judges and the audience and introduced himself briefly, then he sat in front of the piano.

  After sitting down, the eagle-nosed man took a few deep breaths to adjust his breath, and then quickly swept his fingers across the piano. After a prelude sounded, his fingers burst into play.

  In the entire huge opera house, only the wonderful and fast sound remains.

  He plays very ordinary. After all, Olis is a small country. Only a strong pianist who has gone abroad is eligible for the competition.

  Actually, people from small countries like them come to join in the number of people.

  A few minutes later, the hook-nosed man finished playing, and the twelve judges gave points one after another.

  The full score is 100 points, and the basic scores are 20 points, 20 points for technique, 20 points for music proficiency, and 40 points for emotion.

   And this 1.7-meter eagle-nosed man scored 87 points in total.

  This is a very bad result, but the man with the hook nose saluted everyone, and then smiled back to his seat.

   "I would like to invite the second player to perform on stage."

  After the gentle voice sounded, Cui Kun stood up with a wry smile at the bottom of the stage, and then walked onto the stage with his head high.

  The spotlight lantern was over Cui Kun's body, and everyone could see him with an oriental face.

   "Hello everyone, I am a piano player from China, my name is Cui Kun." Cui Kun bowed and introduced himself.

  After the introduction, the entire opera house suddenly burst into applause.

  After all, this is Huaguo Harbin, and most of the people who come to watch the game are still Chinese.

  People from their own country are on the stage, and warm applause is naturally indispensable.

  Cui Kun heard such fierce applause, he was full of confidence for a while, he took a deep breath and sat in front of the piano, and then gently stroked the piano.

  Cui Kun has touched the piano in front of him dozens of times, and even practiced the piano before the start of the competition.

  But Cui Kun is still nervous.

  He was afraid of sorry for the hot applause, sorry for all those who believed in him.

  After taking a deep breath two or three times to calm down his heart, Cui Kun began to play, and the grand piano suddenly heard a fast and rhythmic sound.

   is still the song "Wild Fire"!

  Cui Kun practiced this song for more than five hours almost every day, and focused on error correction exercises under the guidance of Sun Ke.

  The current "Wraith Fire", even if Sun Ke is not as good as Sun Ke, a good score is enough.

  Weird notes sounded throughout the opera house, and everyone was a little frightened, but at the same time they listened.

  Two minutes later, Cui Kun finished playing.

  The foreign judge on the judges' bench was whispering, and then raised the score card in his hand.

  91 points, 90 points, 90 points, 89 points...

  Nine of the twelve judges gave a score of 90 or more, and only three gave a score of 89.

  After the final comprehensive average, Cui Kun scored ninety points!

   is three points higher than the hook-nosed man on the field.

  The Chinese people in the whole venue once again clapped with warm applause, and there were bursts of shouts.

   "Cui Kun, great."

   "Cui Kun, good job."

   "Cui Kun, we must enter the second round!"

  Even Li Yeping sitting in the judges' bench, Sun Ke, Zhao Jingwen and others in the audience, the corners of everyone's mouth rose slightly.

  Cui Kun's performance was super long, with an average of 90 points.

  This result will definitely not make it into the top five, nor into the top ten. But overall it's not a particularly embarrassing result! Of course, this is compared to previous Nalca competitions.

   "I would like to invite contestant No. 3 to perform on stage."

  When the gentle voice sounded, a blond man with his back combed onto the stage, he bowed and smiled at the crowd, and then introduced himself:

  "Hello everyone, I am Lorenworth, the pianist of Ilida."

The four words   Lorenworth are not long, but when they fell in the ears of Sun Ke and Li Yeping, their faces became gloomy.

  This is an old pianist from Ilida. Three years ago, he participated in Ilida’s top piano competition and won the runner-up in one fell swoop. At that time, he was almost famous all over the world!

  But because of the bug in the Kanalka Piano Competition, this guy has never participated in the International Piano Competition.

  Wait, wait, I didn’t expect that after three years of waiting, I actually participated in the Nalca contest hosted by China!

  After introducing himself, Lorenworth swept his eyes provocatively and playfully towards the judge Li Yeping, towards the Chinese audience, and finally fell on Cui Kun.

  The corners of Lorenworth's mouth rose slightly, as if full of ridicule all the time.

  He sat in front of the piano, and after lightly stroking the piano, he began to play fascinatingly.

  Lorenworth came here this time to target the Chinese piano, so the piece he played was also "Wraith Fire", exactly the same as Cui Kun played.

  But, he plays really well...not as good as Sun Ke, but the gap is not particularly big.

  Two minutes later, the tune is finished.

  The judges gave their respective scores: 93 points, 94 points, 93 points, 92 points...

  The combined average score reached a terrifying 93 points.

   is three points higher than Cui Kun!

  After the judges announced the score, Lorenworth stood on the stage and glanced at everyone, then walked off the stage proudly.

  China’s Cui Kun and Ilida’s Lorenworth, they both played the same piece.

  But the former only played ninety points, while the latter was three points higher than the former.

  When this result came out, the Chinese who originally supported Cui Kun sighed one by one, and their faces were full of disappointment in their own country's piano.

  Lorenworth walked off the stage.

Perhaps deliberately, he specifically passed by the seats where Cui Kun and Li Ang sat, and then said with a disgusting expression: "You country without music cells, on the same stage with people from this country, made me play abnormally. Only scored 93 points!"

  He said this sentence in Ilida, Cui Kun and Li An didn’t understand at all, but from his expression and tone, they could feel his contemptuous attitude towards Huaguo piano!

  Cui Kun asked Li Ang next to him: "Brother Li Ang, what does he mean?"

  Li Ann shook his head, also saying that he didn't know.

   "Grass, I feel he is talking bad about our country of China!" Cui Kun blushed and his neck was thick.

  Li Ang smiled and said, "No matter what he says, we don't need to be angry."

  Cui Kun asked: "Why?"

  Li Ang: "Because our country is stronger than them, they are jealous and envious. They want to prove that they are superior to us through the side of the piano."

  Cui Kun thought for a while, and I feel that what Li An said is indeed reasonable!

  After listening to these words from Ang Lee, Cui Kun felt much more comfortable.

However, Cui Kun is as comfortable as a frustrated ball at this moment. He patted Li Ang on the shoulder and pinned all his hopes on Li Ang: "Brother Li Ang, I am gone. You, Hua Guo's face depends on you!"

  As time passed, one after another players played on stage.

  It’s amazing that 80% of the people who came to the stage next got an average score of 90 or more!

  There are only two or three players with a score of 90 or less, and all of them are from small countries.

  Cui Kun's score of ninety points is really in the bottom.

  The Chinese people who were still confident, after hearing the sounds of so many foreign pianists, they couldn’t help but start to wonder...Is the piano performance in foreign countries really better than that in China?

  Soon, more than 20 people have finished playing, and two hours have passed.

  Everyone may be a little tired, so the intermission takes a 30-minute break.

Break time.

  Crist, who was picking things up ten days ago, and Lorenworth, who had just played the ghost fire, walked beside Li Ang and Cui Kun.

   "Hey, Cui Kun, Li Ang, hello!" Kriste said in stiff Chinese.

  Li An ignored them, Cui Kun said with a cold face: "What do you want to say?"

  Kriste smiled: "Look, this Nalka competition is in your country, but your performance is so bad. You Chinese are really not suitable for playing the piano, Sun Ke is an exception."

Lorenworth next to    also nodded, and blinked at Ang Lee who had not yet played: "Come on, your friend has already lost, I believe you will create brilliant!"

  Just the words that came out of Lorenworth’s mouth, full of contempt and ridicule.

  After speaking, the two turned around and left, talking about dirty words: "The level of the piano in China is very average, but the chicks in China are small in stature and look like signs."

  These people, in vain as artists, are very vulgar!

After the two left, President Li Yeping and Sun Ke also came over. They looked at the two with smiles. Li Yeping comforted: "Cui Kun, your prospects are very good. Train well in the future to have a broader world. Don’t Care about the gains and losses at this time."

   "Ang Lee, don't have too much psychological pressure. You just need to show your best level after playing in the second half."

  In the eyes of everyone, this Nalca competition is almost hopeless.

  Hua Guo’s Cui Kun and Li An, I am afraid that both of them will be destroyed and it will be difficult to get to the second round!

  Li Ang nodded, without speaking.

   Soon the second round began.

  One by one, the players played on stage.

   "Next, please let the 49th contestant come on stage."

  The host’s gentle voice sounded, and Li Ang looked at the ball with the number 49 in his hand, and calmly stepped onto the stage.

  (End of this chapter)