However, there is a high probability that this senior sister does not know Song Zhizhi. After all, Song Zhizhi has not officially met with the senior sisters and brothers under the leadership of Mr. Qi.
But she still planned to remind Song Zhizhi, so she ran to the entrance again. As she arrived, the last candidate entered and the entrance door was closed.
She sighed and sat back to her previous seat, holding Song Zhizhi's book. She looked too bored. Fortunately, Song Zhizhi brought a book.
In the examination room.
The scale lottery was going on, and all the children were very nervous. Song Zhizhi was the first one to go over and confirm it, followed closely behind, and it took about ten minutes to get it done.
The teacher took the statistical table and handed it to the five teachers at the judges' table, three men and two women, all about 30-50 years old. Song Zhizhi only glanced at it and sat down in his seat.
She was the last one in order of exam numbers, so there was no need to worry or anything.
She watched others take the exam first, and also observed the judges' bench. There were more than 20 candidates in the large examination room, and it would take about 10 minutes for one person to complete the exam performance.
That is to say, when it is her turn, it will be twelve o'clock at the earliest.
She could eat just after the exam, which was also the time when people are most tired. The exam became more and more dangerous as the judges were tired and easily tired, and their own condition would get worse and worse.
She can still control and adjust, which is very challenging for other real children.
The first boy went up, and immediately panicked in the basic exercise test, made mistakes all the time, and finally gave up the test and ran away.
It takes less than three minutes.
This made the atmosphere in the examination room even more terrifying. Until the fifth girl came on the stage and finished the examination with a very stable performance, the atmosphere in the entire examination room became much better and stabilized.
However, there were still candidates whose skills were not up to standard and left the exam early. Halfway through the exam, five of them ran away. The faces of the judges at the judges' table became increasingly ugly, and some of the judges murmured softly.
"This small county is just not good enough. It's too poor. There are too few people engaged in art. We can't see any good talents at all. I don't know why we have to be the judges. It's a waste of time!"
His meaning was obvious, he looked down upon everyone present.
The other children didn't pay much attention because they were nervous, but Song Zhizhi had a good hearing and could hear clearly. As soon as he finished speaking, Teacher Yu swung him away and said, "There are few good seedlings everywhere. You are here in college."
After being a teacher for so long in the city, how many good talents have you found?"
With one sentence, the other party was blocked and humiliated by the way.
The corners of the other judges' mouths were raised and they were suppressing smiles. Who didn't know that he, Wang Chun, had just returned to the small county town without finding any of them? If he hadn't been a good professional, he wouldn't have been able to get into the judges' seat.
You are still saying this here.
Time passed by minute by second. Although many students performed well and could pass Level 3, there was no particularly outstanding performance. The judges were also too tired and not very interested in doing their work step by step.
Because several people ran away, it was Song Zhizhi's turn to appear on the stage at early eleven o'clock. When several judges saw Song Zhizhi's registration form, they frowned. You are from the town, so why don't you come to make up the numbers?
Especially Wang Chun, he laughed directly, as if he wanted to save face for the humiliation just now, "Children in the city, at least...you guys from this village dare to listen, don't hurt your ears, this is the last one, it's so funny,"
What levels are they all at!"
His voice was not loud, and he thought Song Zhizhi couldn't hear it, but Song Zhizhi heard it. Before other teachers could say anything, she had already stepped forward and sat down. She looked at the judges' table with a smile and said, "It's up to you, the teacher, to judge my level.
, I don’t know either!”
Jury seat:???
Is this kid mocking Wang Chun?
Why does it sound so thorny!
Wang Chun thought so too, but when he saw Song Zhizhi's expression, she looked innocent, simple, and innocent. At this age, she probably hadn't learned to be sarcastic yet, so she felt that she had misunderstood.
The other judges thought so too, so they didn't take it seriously. They nodded and signaled Song Zhizhi to start, "Okay, you are smart, let's start the exam!"
"Okay teacher!" Song Zhizhi retracted her smile and took it seriously. The first item, basic exercises (scales and arpeggios) - finger running, support, evenness, etc., Song Zhizhi moved her hands according to her heart under the teacher's command.
The judges' seats were filled with surprise.
The more basic you are, the better you can see your level. Song Zhizhi’s performance is a bit surprising, and I feel like she will be a good prospect!
Then came the second project, the etude, which tested the running, bouncing, intensity changes, uniformity, etc. of the fingers. Song Zhizhi once again received applause and appreciation.
“I didn’t expect the last one to be pretty good, it’s a bit interesting!”
"Teacher Yu, maybe you can meet the student you like today!"
…
The judges were in a good mood. Wang Chun felt like he was being ridiculed by Song Zhizhi's strength, so he went online with a fake smile, "This is just the basic part. What can you tell? It's too early to say anything!"
Others ignore him!
Song Zhizhi just pretended that she couldn't hear it and continued with the third project, polyphony, which tested the singing ability and balance of her left and right hands. Her strength was as stable as ever.
The judges' table has already started to be full of excitement, and Song Zhizhi doesn't care. The fourth project, a large-scale piece of music, combines the technique of the etude and the musicality of the piece.
After Song Zhizhi finished playing, Teacher Yu's demeanor softened, her eyes appreciative, "Please continue!"
The last one is a small music assessment that emphasizes musical performance. Song Zhizhi is still very stable. Let alone minor mistakes like playing mistakes, Song Zhizhi can be described as amazing throughout the entire exam.
Several teachers applauded.
"Teacher Wang made a mistake again this time. This student is really good!"
"Yes, Lao Wang, you need to practice your eyesight in the future. You need to correct your problem of seeing people through the cracks in the door. Maybe you will find a good candidate!"
…
Several teachers began to tease Wang Chun, and Yu Nianmiao also chuckled. The sarcasm was particularly obvious, "You have to be virtuous, otherwise the good students will not learn from him if they hear it!"
"You..." Wang Chun was so angry that he glared at Song Zhizhi fiercely, threw down the scoring sheet and walked away.
Teacher Yu looked at the judges' scores and saw that they were all full marks. He glanced at Wang Chun's 80 and tightened his mouth slightly.
She then looked at Song Zhizhi, "Obviously, your skills are not only at Level 3, your performance is very good, you can definitely pass. I saw that you come from a small mountain village, I want to ask if this information is true?"
After all, Song Zhizhi's performance was the result of extensive practice and hard work, but she had a rough idea of the living standards and salary levels in the village, so it was unlikely that she would buy a piano.
Her skills are good, but if the information is fake...
"Hello, Teacher Yu, my information is true, but I am a very lucky child. There is a teacher in our village who works as a teacher in the town and teaches music. She has a piano, and I learned from her!"
"What's that teacher's name?" Yu Nianmiao asked hurriedly.