The wealthy family is also pretending to be poor for each other today

Accompanied by Song Fangzhi and her music teacher, Ye Ning came to the practice room.

The difference is that it is bigger than the one she played before, and there is already a row of teachers sitting there, all with serious expressions.

Moreover, there is Ye Shiyu with red eyes.

Ye Cheng sat with her with a grim look on his face, as if he wanted to eat Ye Ning.

There will be a three-party trial.

Ye Ning narrowed her eyes and understood.

"Hello, classmate Ye Ning."

Nie Qiuhan sits in the middle position. He is handsome, elegant, with meticulous hair style, and speaks in a flowing baritone, like a retro artist who stepped out of an oil painting.

Ye Ning also nodded, "Hello, teachers."

"Just a magical episode, I saw your video. No matter what the reason is, I think this is a kind of fate, so can you play the song "Seconds" for me again?"

Nie Qiuhan looked at the beautiful girl in front of him with wet hair for some reason, and felt that she had a quiet temperament.

It's hard to imagine her using syllables to curse people.

Quite interesting.

However, Ye Cheng's face became even more ugly, and Ye Shiyu also clenched her hands tightly, bit her lips and looked at her.

This bitch!She ruined her own game!

"Ok."

Ye Ning didn't say much and sat in front of the piano.

The music teacher rubbed her hands in anticipation. She had also seen the video. To be honest, she couldn't play Nie Qiuhan's music to such an extent that she got carried away.

Song Fangzhi's eyes were a little worried.

Because what Ye Ning didn't know was that the invitation to Nie Qiuhan to serve as the chief judge for this piano competition was actually the result of two years of hard work by the Minghai School Committee, in order to promote the piano genius they had always been most optimistic about. The girl Ye Shiyu was pushed out.

Once successful, Minghai will be directly linked to Nie Qiuhan, and it will be no problem to invite him to be a guest lecturer every year.

But everything originally planned by the school has now been disrupted...

Ye Ning closed her eyes and began to move her hands on the keyboard.

The bright rhythm sounded, as if a beautiful girl woke up on a beautiful morning, full of hope and expectation for every moment. She danced with the bear, shared acorns with the squirrel, and competed with the kitten in running. Everything was... So comfortable.

Nie Qiuhan listened to the sound of the piano and smiled.

But soon, a not-so-obvious bass was simply hidden at the end of the first paragraph, as if laying hidden dangers for this period of freedom.

The rhythm became intensive, as if more people were pouring into the girl's life.

The girl cared for those people like small animals and became good friends with them, but she did not expect that there was a hunter lurking among them, raising a shotgun at their happy dance.

In order to protect the little animals and friends, the girl bravely stood at the front.

The wind and rain also came to help, shaking off the leaves of the big trees, helping the creek to rush out of the river, so that the hunter's shotgun could not aim, and the stronger creek rushed into the sea, and the forest once again restored peace.

A girl is always happy with her friends.

But, really?

As the piano sound progressed to the end, Ye Ning's fingers slowly touched the keys and climbed higher, finally landing briefly on the highest note of C. The sound ended with a 'ding', like a storyteller murmuring stubbornly to himself.

There was silence in the practice room.

The music teacher had tears in his eyes for some reason, and the other teachers also had complicated expressions.

'Crack clap clap'!

"Well played, so well played!"

Nie Qiuhan stood up after a long time, clapped vigorously a few times and walked towards Ye Ning, his eyes full of affirmation, "This piece seems to have a brisk melody and a very distinct rhythm, but it is a tragic song I wrote in memory of a friend. Many people like it." Play it like a happy minuet, even the girl who competed today did the same, but only you performed the theme perfectly, thank you."

He actually smiled a little sadly.

In fact, even people like Ye Cheng, who didn't understand music at all, could tell that the performance just now was so good that it seemed to penetrate people's hearts.

Ye Shiyu bit her lip in discomfort and drew blood.

Ye Ning shook her head, "You wrote it well."

She liked this piece of music as soon as she heard it. If Ye Shiyu hadn't played it so rubbish, she wouldn't have played it, which led to today's situation.

"How many years have you been studying piano?"

Nie Qiuhan asked again, "Are you interested in following me to the capital to develop? Every concert of mine will be a stage for you to show off. I can write music specifically for you so that your talents can be known to the world."

His eyes were full of seriousness and he was a little excited when he talked about the future.

How could Ye Shiyu be reconciled to these words? Tears fell again.

All this should be hers!

But Ye Ning shook her head again, "I haven't learned anything."

Everyone was shocked, even the most serious-looking old teacher asked, "You, you don't have any musical foundation?"

"That's it."

Ye Ning smiled lightly and casually started another verse, "But I can write music myself."

And it uses relatively difficult advanced chords very accurately.

"OMG!"

Nie Qiuhan touched his face in disbelief, "Am I dreaming that I can meet such a genius! No, I'm going to settle on you!"

He acted like a gentle gentleman just now, but now he's a little crazy.

But in Nie Qiuhan’s own words: If there was nothing wrong with it, who would be doing music?

Ye Ning shook her head, "I just want to study hard."

"Silly boy, if you come with me, you won't have to go through the painful college entrance examination. You can be directly promoted to the Music Department of Beijing University. I can help you to get a doctorate!"

Nie Qiuhan continued to be tempting.

At this time, a certain teacher gave Song Fangzhi a wink.

So Song Fangzhi coughed lightly and said, "Master Nie, I am a student... I have only been here for half a month, but my scores in mathematics, physics, biology and Chinese are currently No. 1 in the school."

Nie Qiuhan: "???"

He couldn't help but stare at Ye Ning, "How did you do that?"

I originally thought that if I only focused on the piano, I would be good enough. But in the end, is this a real talent?

At the same time, the serious teachers around them all nodded to each other.

In fact, they are not real teachers, but leaders of various parties in the school committee. For them, as long as they can achieve the same benefits, no matter which student is favored by Nie Qiuhan, it is the same.

"Master Nie, this student is really excellent in all aspects."

The most serious person from before said, "We think that artistic accomplishment is as important as academic performance, so we might as well respect the students' own choices, but... if Master Nie is willing to sign a guest lecture contract with our school, he will do it every year Come and guide the other students a few times, and our school is willing to give priority to retaining the opportunity for you to admit our classmate."