Speed up and play at twice the speed, slow down and play at twice the speed, and the effect is unexpectedly not so embarrassing.
When Zhu Zhengting heard the song "Twinkle, Twinkle, Bright Crystal", he almost spit out the water he drank. He held Fan Chengcheng's shoulder and looked at the black screen on the stage.
zhuzhengting：It must be natural.
Unexpectedly... she actually bounced Little Star...
Zhu Zhengting didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he was inexplicably happy. What happened?
fanchengcheng：Of course... of course?
Fan Chengcheng, who was next to him, was stunned for a moment.
fanchengcheng：Are you serious?
It's a shame that he wanted to complain just now... It's too easy to play... Well, it's a good thing he didn't complain, otherwise he might have been beaten up.
Zhu Zhengting didn't say much and nodded.
...
A simple little star ended like this. Although it was simple, it was fortunate that Gu Xiaoran used twice the speed, which made the judges feel that she was still very familiar with the piano, and there was no mistake in playing it.
Mu Xue, who was behind, skimmed her eyes contemptuously, thinking how powerful she was. Sure enough, she was still a vase.
It's just... she must destroy her clothes before she appears in front of everyone.
A hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and she had to say that Gu Xiaoran's dress overwhelmed everyone today, and her face without rouge looked more pure. When she didn't laugh, she looked like a high-ranking princess, and when she laughed, she had a shallow dimple, and she looked like the little loli next door.
This made Mu Xue very angry and clenched her fists to think of a way.
Gu Xiaoran's votes were not large, and it could even be described as less. Although it feels like playing it skillfully, everyone is too familiar with this song, and it is difficult for them to be moved.
...
The second exam was painting. Gu Xiaoran twitched the corners of her mouth, should she cry or laugh? She didn't know much about the exam? But thankfully, she just spent more than an hour drawing yesterday and barely drew a design.
The content of the painting is customized, and everyone only needs to draw it and hand it over to the host to show it on the big screen.
Gu Xiaoran: "..." Too humble.
What to draw? The time is only twenty minutes.
After holding his head for a while, Huang Minghao's face suddenly appeared in his mind. Sometimes skinny and sometimes considerate.
Draw him?
Then... Five minutes passed, and Gu Xiaoran only drew an outline.
Ten minutes passed... Gu Xiaoran only drew a pair of eyes. In fact, she could still draw with simple strokes, but she couldn't control herself as soon as she drew.
The outline of the hair and nose is relatively simple. After looking at the time, the host has already knocked on the door, and the face has not been drawn in detail. He simply hooked the corner of his mouth, put the painting in a sealed file bag, and wrote his name.
The host took the painting and took a look at the name before leaving. Gu Xiaoran closed the door, watched the live broadcast on stage, and waited for the host to come on stage.
Only then did she know why there was a live broadcast computer in the single-person room, and the co-authoring was to watch this part.
...
The other side.
muxue：Wait a minute, little brother, I forgot to write my name!
Mu Xue opened the door and pretended to forget to write her name. Just as she wrote the word "Mu", she suddenly frowned. The pen slipped from her hand and fell to the ground.
The left hand began to cover his stomach tightly, and the right hand grabbed the table with a very painful expression.
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