Luo Qianqian and Ji Cheng’s ridiculous voices passed to Zhou Linna’s ears, and her whole face was even more ugly.
Because she knows that Wei Wei has not played the piano for a few years, she believes that her strength must be crushed.
As a result... She even popped up the super skill Etude "WISP".
Instead, she herself, even the sound she popped up did not remember one.
Gu Weiwei was very appreciative of Zhou Linna’s collapse and her kind advice.
"Or, do you also watch the scores come to play?"
The teacher who taught her piano since childhood is a world-renowned pianist.
Zhou Linna's level is only the strength of her eight years old.
When the micro was tiny, the piano played well and even won the award at the festival.
It’s just that when I went to middle school, I slowly became ruined. I couldn’t have the best teacher in her family, and I could learn what I wanted to learn as I wanted.
The music teacher looked at Zhou Linna's appearance and said with a smile. "This song is rare. You shouldn't find a score at the moment, or do you change one?"
As a teacher of Zhou Linna, she is too aware of her level.
This song is not said to be Zhou Linna, that is, her teacher can not play at all.
On the side of Luo Qianqian, he took out the collected scores from his bag and sent them enthusiastically.
"Mr. Ye, I have a score for this song."
Ji Cheng waited until Luo Qianqian came back and whispered, "Thousands, how can you help her?"
Luo Qianqian sneered, "Don't worry, she can't play her scores."
Without a score, she found an excuse for a while and did not play.
Now the score is given to her, she can't play, see how she got the stage.
Zhou Linna bit her teeth, rubbing her scalp and turning the score, seeing the dense notes, the scalp numb, and the hand shakes even more.
"Lena champion, the score is given to you, why don't you start to play?"
Ji Cheng looked at Zhou Linna and was scared by the scores. She didn't mention how happy she was.
Because of her, they have not qualified for several qualifications.
After she won the championship, the classroom was used to photograph her every day. The school broadcasted her songs every day, and she heard her head hurt.
Zhu Xiaoqin and Zhou Linna’s bunch of small fans waited anxiously and whispered.
"I believe Linna, she will be able to pop up."
"That is, Linna has won the championship, and Mu Wei can pop up, she will be able to pop up."
......
"Hey, isn't that a champion?" Ji Cheng took out his mobile phone and was ready to search for what awards Mudi had taken.
When the page of the search results comes out, the eyes are straight.
"The trough!"
"What is it called?"
“I searched for the prize that I received when I was a micro-small student.” Ji Cheng handed the phone to a few people and pointed to the photo inside. “It’s the Liszt International Music Festival, and the Literary King Liszt was held in Austria. At the festival, Mu Wei won the first place in the children's group."
After listening to it, Luo Qiang glanced at Zhu Xiaoqin, who was speechless.
"The fifth grade of the elementary school has won the international award. How can someone get the superiority of the domestic small prize?"
Ji Cheng quickly saved the photo of Mu Wei's award-winning land. "Your father will always be your father. If you don't accept it, you will hang. I decided to worship Dad as a teacher."
Several of them discussed the enthusiasm of Gu Weiwei's "Wreath of Fire", while on the other side, Zhou Linna looked at the cold and sweat of the music, and tried to record the score, but it was more and more eye-catching.
The music teacher and the principal were so anxious that they had to come out, and Zhou Linna won the championship. She was reported as a "genius piano player", and she lost her face with the micro-fighting piano.
It was not only that she was embarrassed, but also that her school had to follow her.