boyutpedia Chapter 140 1m filter
Chapter 140 1m filter
The first round is for piano competition, with no restrictions on the repertoire.
A few young men and ladies whose names I couldn't remember went up first. Their playing was neither good nor bad, and they received sparse applause.
Then a young man in white came up. Madam Yao said that he was Su Mobai, the eldest son of the Su family and Su Yingyue's elder brother. He had learned the true art from some master and was an excellent zither player.
Zhao Mianmian took a closer look and found that she was indeed 70% similar to Su Yingyue.
only……
[This is also called the uniqueness of Beijing? ? ]
Zhao Mianmian curled her lips and complained in her heart, which in turn caused the audience in the live broadcast room to laugh at her:
[Hahaha, life is boring, Toad comments on humans. Anchor, you are a tone-deaf rookie, and you have the nerve to say that others play the piano badly? ? ]
[Alright, alright, you guys need to be considerate of the host. She can’t seem to get any favors from anyone except Song Qiuting.]
[Tsk tsk tsk, the host's filter is too thick. You don't even know what Song Qiuting looks like! ]
[Of course not. A filter worth two thousand taels of silver must be at least eighteen centimeters thick! ]
[Hahahahaha, sooner or later I will die of laughter in the anchor’s live broadcast room. ]
Although they joked in the live broadcast room, Zhao Mianmian in real life was not affected by them at all.
Zhao Mianmian had long been accustomed to her fans' rude behavior, so she just curled her lips and pretended she heard nothing.
When Su Mobai finished his song, the silk flower basket with his name tag on it was full. If nothing unexpected happened, he would probably take first place in the piano test.
Fortunately, Zhao Mianmian kept her composure, thinking that only ten people in total could pass the piano test, and she did not show any anxiety.
After Su Mobai came down, Wu You took over.
As the only son of the Marquis of Chengyi, Wu You was not short of money at all, and he did not look down on the house in Wanhou Lane.
The reason why he came to join in the fun of the Spring Festival was that he had grown calluses in his ears from being nagged by the Earl of Chengyi at home, so he had to pretend to deal with it.
Wu You appeared to be extremely serious and attentive, but in fact he was just laughing and didn't take it seriously at all.
Probably because his old father didn't know how to play the piano at all, he deliberately made mistakes and missed notes, and even changed the tune while playing, making the ladies and girls in the audience cover their mouths with their handkerchiefs and laugh.
[Oh, this young master of the Wu family is really good! ]
[No, no, the one before, are you serious??? He plays like this, and you actually say he's OK???]
Zhao Mianmian didn't understand the music and didn't dare to speak, so she just watched the fun obediently.
[No, no, no, we can't just look at the surface. I feel that this young master of the Wu family does have some basic skills. Even if he played those two sentences randomly, if you listen carefully, they still follow a certain rhythm and are quite interesting.]
[So, you mean, he played it badly on purpose? ? ]
【Probably. 】
After seeing the analysis in the barrage, Zhao Mianmian couldn't help but look at Wu You twice more.
In the past, Zhao Mianmian only thought that Wu You was an uneducated playboy who could do nothing except walking chickens, fighting dogs, eating, drinking and having fun.
I didn't expect there was a hidden trick!!
She looked at Wu You on the stage, then looked at the silk flowers in her arms.
Finally, he frowned, took out a flower reluctantly, let Dong Zhu take it, and threw it into the basket with Wu You's name tag on it.
Although Wu You was on the stage, he still saw Dong Zhu throwing silk flowers into his basket.
He recognized Dong Zhu and knew that she was Zhao Mianmian's maid.
But I didn't expect that even though I played the piano so well, Zhao Mianmian still gave me flowers. I felt both angry and amused.
Wu You raised his head, glanced at the little girl clinging to the railing on the second floor, made a face at her, then quickly finished the song and left the stage.
What the two didn't know was that this scene happened to fall into someone's eyes.
Xiao Haizhou came here to do serious business today and had no interest in this spring party.
But after seeing the interaction between the two people on and off the stage, he suddenly spoke:
"At what age can a girl from Tianying learn to play the qin?"
Wang Yuan, who was following behind Xiao Haizhou, was stunned and didn't answer for a long time.
Feng Chen thought about it and replied:
"Children start learning at the age of three, and study law at the age of five. In wealthy families, some children start learning at the age of four."
Xiao Haizhou nodded upon hearing this:
"I'll order a piano later and send it to the He family."
Wang Yuan was stunned again after hearing this, not knowing whether he should respond.
He glanced at Feng Chen beside him and mouthed, "Aren't we here to catch aliens today? Why did you think of ordering a piano for Miss He?"
Feng Chen twitched the corners of his mouth and didn't dare to speak at all.
Not to mention that he didn't know, even if he knew, he wouldn't dare to talk nonsense under the nose of the Grand Tutor.
He is not Wang Yuan, and he doesn't have nine layers of skin that can be peeled off by others.
The two were silent for a while.
After a while, the man in the moon-white coat in front of him spoke to himself in a calm voice, jokingly:
"You're free anyway, so I'll find you something to do first."
**
Zhao Mianmian had no idea how much trouble a silk flower had brought her into, and she was still there complaining to her fans about the guys who came on stage.
Before long, everyone had gone on stage.
Including the newly-crowned third place winner An Song, the young master of Jin'an Song Qiuting, the capital's most talented woman Wang Luochu, and Xu Huiling who spent 100,000 taels of silver to buy her own victory.
The third place winner An Song was indeed as others said. Although he came from a poor family, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and he knew when to advance and retreat.
Not only did he play the piano well, he also gave people the impression of a gentleman as beautiful as jade. Before the competition was over, he had collected a full basket of silk flowers.
Song Qiuting is also okay. He is young and has a baby face. He smiles all the time and makes people feel very friendly.
When he saw Dong Zhu throwing him a bag of silk flowers, he quickly bowed to express his gratitude.
On the other hand, Wang Luochu, relying on her reputation as the most talented woman in the capital, was serious and seemed to keep people at a distance.
But even though she doesn't smile, there are still people who like her cool style, and they even sent her silk flowers.
As for Xu Huiling...
This was the first time Zhao Mianmian met Xu Huiling.
No, not only Zhao Mianmian, but all the masters, ladies, young masters and young ladies in the capital seemed to be meeting Xu Huiling for the first time.
Xu Huiling had a graceful figure, but her face was half covered with a white veil, and she looked mysterious, which made several ladies in the box on the second floor dissatisfied.
"You are just a concubine's daughter, do you really think you are something that can be put on the stage?"
"That's right! This Spring Festival is an occasion for people to show off openly. She is a concubine's daughter, so if she doesn't want to show her face, she can just not come.
You're still covering your face on stage, what do you think this is?"
"If you ask me, this girl from the Xu family has never seen the world. She thinks our Spring Festival Gala is like the red stage in a brothel!"
"Oh, Madam Fang, please don't let anyone hear what you said.
I am not that kind of man. What is the point of using this Bichunhui as a red stage? I cannot be her patron and be brought into her house as her concubine!"
"Pfft~ You little mouth, please stop talking."
"Why, tell me, is there any truth in what I said?"
"That makes sense, that makes sense. What you said makes the most sense!"
After listening to what the ladies said, Zhao Mianmian quietly glanced at Xu Huiling who had returned to the first floor and sat down, and then looked at the dark place on the second floor where Xiao Haizhou was hiding.
I silently lit a candle for this colleague in my heart.