Next, each player's rating will be based on "below the first place" or "above the first place". "Standard" is often difficult to win awards.
When it was Gong Hai's turn to draw lots, he slowly walked to the box and took out a blue ball from it.
Gong Hai did not rush to open the ball, but shook it at Ding Jiajun, looking very good.
"It's No. 1." Gong Hai said with a smile.
"Ah? Is that so?" Ding Jiajun didn't know what to say.
Gong Hai happily handed the number plate to the next staff member for registration, and then received his rehearsal number.
"It doesn't matter. Although everyone doesn't want to draw No. 1, because few No. 1s can get high scores, but Dad said that you can't never get No. 1, and you can't always get No. 1. Uncle Seven should think this way, since I drew number 1 in the first qualifying round, then I will not encounter this number again." Gong Hai was afraid that Ding Jiajun would be nervous, so he consoled him sensibly.
Seeing that Gong Hai didn't feel any pressure, Ding Jiajun was also very happy. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go and try the piano. The more important thing today is to get familiar with the venue. I will let you use the piano for tomorrow's competition." ?"
When Ding Jiajun asked, Gong Hai laughed, "Of course not, it's just the first qualifier. Today's rehearsal is for players from other cities. Local players don't need to go to those cooperative rehearsal rooms to rehearse. We will practice at home." The piano is fine, but I can take Uncle Seven to see the rehearsal room, and we can also see how other players are doing, and we can learn more about it~"
Unexpectedly, Gong Hai had such small thoughts, Ding Jiajun secretly laughed and agreed.
When walking through the piano room at the far end of the corridor, a girl's voice suddenly came from behind Ding Jiajun and Gong Hai.
"Gong Hai?" the girl called again.
The girl with twin tails looked about the same age as Gong Hai. Gong Hai smiled and stepped forward, "Sister Yacang? Is she really Sister Yacang?"
Gong Hai was shy and didn't know what else to say besides these words, but the girl was more cheerful and stretched out her arms to hug Gong Hai.
"Ah, what a warm scarf, it smells good." Yacang said with a smile.
"Well, it smells like daddy." Gong Hai replied proudly.
"Dad? Didn't Xiaohai's father pass away last month?" Yacang said.
When Ding Jiajun heard this, he suddenly became confused. There is a competition tomorrow, how could such a thing happen?
I was worried that Gong Hai wouldn't be able to support him, so he hurriedly said: "Ah, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."
Wearing a white lambswool coat and apricot mesh, Qun Yacang looked like a princess, but unfortunately she said something scarier than the devil.
Of course, Ding Jiajun knew that he was also unintentional.
"Misunderstanding?" Yacang blinked and looked at Gong Hai? "Xiaohai? Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"I'm fine. Please don't talk nonsense, sister Yacang. Dad just went to the hospital to rescue patients. Going to the hospital is not about death. Sister Yacang is too worried." Gong Hai's face turned red and his voice was trembling. .
"That Xiaohai?" Yacang saw Ding Jiajun, who had been shaking his head at her behind Gong Hai, and finally seemed to understand a little, so he took Gong Hai's hand, "Xiaohai, can you practice piano with me? I came to the music as soon as I got off the train. After practicing, I have to go back to the hotel early to rest. Since I met Xiao Hai, please ask Xiao Hai to practice the piano with me for a while."
Yacang and Gong Hai were classmates in elementary school. They studied piano together in a youth center for several years. Later, Yacang and his mother went to Sulin City. Because his father's company and business were in Sulin, Yacang had no choice but to transfer his school. Got there.
After all, the two of them were childhood sweethearts. Unfortunately, after they broke up, their contact became less and less.
Although Yacang left Raohai City, in Gong Hai's heart Yacang was always by his side. When practicing or playing, Yacang would accompany him in some way.
As long as the sound of the piano sounds, Gong Hai closes his eyes and recalls the image of Ya Cang sitting in front of the piano playing in the melody, Gong Hai can see Ya Cang growing up in the world of music.
For Gong Hai, Yacang has never left.
For Yacang, it seems that he is more fond of Gong Hai. Of course, it is just a childhood sweetheart. For Yacang, it is not possible to find a musically talented companion like Xiao Hai in another city. of.
Although there are many children in Sulin who are learning piano, Gong Hai is only in Raohai City. After Yacang saw the registration information for this year's Lechuan International Piano Competition, he immediately decided that he must come to participate and watch Gong Hai perform on the stage. Shiny on.
Ding Jiajun was still worried, but when he saw Yacang blinking at him, Ding Jiajun had no choice but to nod to her.
I hope they both said the same thing in mute words.
Gong Hai obviously hadn't recovered from the uneasiness and panic just now. He just walked into the rehearsal room by Ya Cang's hand, and for a while he forgot why he suddenly felt uneasy.
The rehearsal room door opens, the rehearsal room door closes.
The piano sounds.
Ding Jiajun breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the sofa in the rest area not far away, sat down, took out his mobile phone and called Mu.
When he received a call from Ding Jiajun, Mu was studying in the clinic and worrying about the next day's qualifying match.
Mu was not worried about Gong Hai, because as soon as he knew the match time, Mu applied for leave to the hospital, and Mu would not arrange anything else for the entire Saturday.
But now, he is a little hungry and frowning.
"Ah? Is Gong Hai okay?" Mu asked.
"It should be okay. I met a girl just now and mentioned Xiaohai's father. I'm worried that Xiaohai will be okay. Now the two children are practicing piano." Ding Jiajun said worriedly.
"No wonder you called me. Then please ask Master Seven to take more care of Xiao Hai. I still have a headache here. See you at the concert hall at nine o'clock tomorrow. Please."
Ding Jiajun heard that Mu's voice was a bit tired, and reminded him with concern: "Remember to eat, we can't save everyone."
"Ah, I know, try your best." Mu replied helplessly.
After hanging up the phone, Mu checked Weibo again. The overwhelming news about trumpet star He Ping's cheating and domestic violence against his mistress directly covered up the problems caused by Liu Hua.
Although people are very sensitive to news of death, they subconsciously hope that this kind of news will pass soon. This is the instinct evolved by human beings. Although we know that life composed of more than one cell cannot be immortal, human beings are almost all living life. The only one who found this.
