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Chapter 224 The first game is definitely stable!

It is the kind of person who has been repeatedly trained and is extremely familiar with this song!

The people on the scene were very skilled and listened to her playing.

But the audience in front of the live broadcast screen began to frantically browse the barrage!

[No, I feel that our country is going to be in chaos in this "Islamic America"!]

[Same, I also feel this way. She is from the Conservatory of Music here and she is indeed of good piano attainment!]

【The play is very skillful and the skills are great. There is no mistake at present, and the emotional aspect is pretty good!】

[Isn't it good to listen carefully? She can play the barrage, but it doesn't mean that our Yun Guo team will lose, and I don't know what they are thinking!]

[Vomit! I'm almost vomiting! The people on the barrage are really from Yun Guo? Just turning their elbows outwards?]

After listening to this play, most people think that Yun Guo team will definitely lose in this first game!

There is no way, after all, Cui Meixuan's piano level is there!

Soon, as time passed.

Cui Meixuan played the middle part, which was the melody of a song sung by an opera actor.

This paragraph-

It also plays without any problems, it is a piece of emotional music.

After the middle part passed, it was the most difficult to play!

The speed is much faster than it was at the beginning, and back to the original theme, the ending is filled with a sense of fanaticism and intenseness!

It makes people's heart beat faster!

In the last paragraph, people with high musical attainments can hear that she has a short paragraph that is not very good at playing.

There were a few wrong notes, and I almost didn't finish playing them.

But she still insisted on playing "Islamic"!

After the last sound fell, everyone heard applause!

"Smack--"

This is respect for a participant, and she did play pretty well.

Even if there are a few sounds that are wrong!

Hua Ziwan's eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, her emotions were not fluctuating, and a faint curve was curled up at the corners of her lips.

Just listening to her playing "Islamic" she knew that her level was quite poor!

Jin Baiwei's face changed slightly, but she felt relieved.

Indeed, her level is not as good as Cui Meixuan.

She plays the piano herself, just for her amateurism, just to cultivate her sentiment, and it is normal that she can't compare to her.

The people at the scene began to talk.

"It's good to play! It's true that he is a student of Janet Irving!"

"Although she has a very bad character, I have watched her international competition on site, and she really plays well. She definitely puts some effort into the piano!"

"I guess this first game is in lingering, or look back at the second game! I don't know if "Dance of Death" can win!"

"Don't be ambitious to others and destroy your own might? I, Yun Country, is the best! Just playing the piano, there are more pianists who can show off in Yun Country!"

"I'm just saying a fact. Did she play it well? Even many pianists will make mistakes in this song!"

After playing a song, almost no one thinks that Yun Guo team will win.

Although they shouted that Yun Guo team would win, they were actually trying to lose!

Cui Meixuan breathed a sigh of relief after playing.

Not perfect, but she performed extraordinaryly!

When she played this song in the past, she would collapse at the end of the game.

This time... it's finished playing!

She slowly got up from the stool, and an elegant and confident smile hung on the corner of her mouth!

The first game is definitely stable!
Chapter completed!
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