English g on March 20th local time, 9 am.

The 3rd English G International Youth Piano Competition officially kicked off.

Mo Mo, Wu Ming and Lu Lei went to the match point in advance to check in, and soon they learned about the general situation.

The organizer and jury members of the competition are all world-renowned pianists and teachers, and the competition is favored by more and more young pianists.

This competition invites more than 300 contestants from 33 countries including Azerbaijan, Finnish, Italian pear, Spanish duck, China, French, Romani duck, Ruidian, Czech Republic, Indonesia, Korean, British, and American. (The national name river crab, helpless)

Of course, "invitation" and "pianist" are the official statements. In fact, they both signed up for themselves, and there were no real pianist contestants participating.

This competition is divided into four age groups according to age, namely the debut group of 9 years old and under, the A group of 12 years old and under, the B group of 16 years old and under, and the C group of 20 years old and under.

Mo Mo didn't want to bully the child, so he asked Lu Lei to register for Group C, and the age was 16 years old. In fact, he just wanted to bully the next adult.

When you are abroad, you can't be too humble. Instead, it makes foreigners feel cowardly. Domineering means being powerful, like the Americans.

There are only two judges in the preliminary round, and the rules of the competition are very simple. Just go on stage and have an etude. The judges think that you are not playing well, so they will directly ask you to step down and will not let you continue playing, leaving you without any face.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and the host shouted "!". The pinyin made the host tangled for a long time and didn't know how to speak. After shouting twice, it felt like the sound of a cow shouting, which caused a burst of laughter on the spot.

"no250, little boy? Are you sure you didn't report an error? This is the adult group C!" The judge saw a black-haired child walking onto the stage, with a young face that must be underage, with a question, "How old are you?"

"no! I'm applying for the adult group C! I'm twelve years old." Mo Mo heard the trumpet and went on stage without waiting for Lu Lei to remind him, and spoke fluent English.

"How can your brother speak English? He speaks well!" Lu Lei from the audience turned to ask inexplicably. She was really curious, but she spoke well than her.

"He is a genius. He has only been studying for a few months. If anyone asks to know how he learned, you can get used to it." Inexplicably, he was not surprised. His cousin often unexpectedly, and it would be fine if he got used to it.

"Okay, I'm only twelve years old, very calm, please continue!" The judges didn't say much, and there were no ones participating in the competition, but at most one group. Although he was curious about this black-haired child, he would still listen to how he played.

If he plays less than the level, let him out.

Mo Mo played a tenth level song, Chopin's etude "Black Key".

Mo Mo lowered his hands and dropped the keys, and the sound of the piano sounded, which shocked the judges and the audience.

"Hey, it feels a little wrong. Xiao Mo's piano level has improved a lot." Lu Lei felt something was wrong after listening for a while.

She felt that Mo Mo was free and unrestrained, like flowing clouds and water, and letting her thoughts fly smoothly. This level was completely comparable to her. There was surprise, but more surprises.

A few minutes later.

"Perfect pass!" The two judges were fascinated by the sound. Until the end of the song, Mo Mo was about to step off the stage and quickly made a comment when he heard the applause of the audience around him.

Mo Mo walked off the stage, Lu Lei touched his head and said in praise: "It's really perfect, it's better than me."

"Hehe, Teacher Lu teaches well!"

Lu Lei was praised and felt sweet in her heart, like a blooming flower, with a crisp and loud voice: "Hehe, I didn't teach you anything, go back, the final will be the final tomorrow. It seems that even in Group C, you will have no problem winning the award."

The three of them left the match point and walked around the city for nothing to do, buying some local specialties, but found a lot of "madeinchina".

Local time, at 2 pm, the final officially begins and the Group C competition is at the end.

There were only five people in the finals of each group. It was Group C's turn at 4:30 pm. Mo Mo ranked fifth and there were three more judges.

The four contestants in Group C all showed level 10 and even level 1. The five judges gave high scores. Currently, the average score of the first place is 899 points, and the average score of the fourth place is 823 points.

Half an hour later, it was Mo Mo's turn to come on stage.

Today Mo Mo was wearing a suit vest, with shiny leather shoes and hair. In the words before Mo Mo came on stage, it doesn’t matter if others are embarrassed, but they cannot lose face of the country.

Mo Mo walked onto the stage with sunglasses, raised his head and chest out, and immediately detonated the two or three thousand people in the Grand Theater concert hall. He walked to the middle of the stage, took off his sunglasses, smiled faintly, and gave a gentlemanly gift to the judges.

"Very great little boy, momo, how old are you? Are you sure you are only twelve years old? Why do I feel that you are very mature? Or are you Chinese mature very early?" A female judge carefully looked at the contestants' information and asked curiously that she wanted to tease the little boy.

"I'm twelve years old, no matter how familiar I am, I'm not as good as my sister." After Mo Mo said, the audience laughed. The judges were obviously in their thirties and forties, and they still called them sister.

Mo Mo's quick and clever answer, calm expression and fluent English really didn't look like an eight-year-old child, and it quickly won the joy of the audience.

"Wow, English is good, you really know how to speak!" Another judge said in praise, "Are you sure you signed up for Group C? That's the adult group. Although you played very well, you should have listened to the competition of the first four contestants just now, but it is probably difficult to win the prize. But I admire your courage."

"We Chinese people respect each other and do not bully the weak." Mo Mo said pretentiously.

The judges gave a thumbs up. Although they spoke very arrogantly, the speaker was an eight-year-old child. No one was often surprised, but they just thought it was very cute.

"Momo, did your parents come with you?" One of the judges asked quippedly.

"No, I came with my brother and sister." Mo Mo said fragilely.

"What did your parents do?" asked the last judge.

"My parents are farmers!"

After Mo Mo answered, he walked to the piano and sat down.

Group C competition, with a limited time of 12 minutes in one round, starting with a famous etude, and then select songs from different styles.

The first song of Mo Motan is Chopin's etude, which is very difficult and exceeds level ten.

At a pause, Mo Mo left the seat, and everyone didn't know what he was going to do.

I saw him slid more than ten meters behind the space step, which shocked the audience to stand up. Some of the audience even shouted loudly. What was originally an elegant piano competition turned out to be a noisy live performance.

Mo Mo slipped to the edge of the stage, and suddenly there was a backflip. Everyone thought he was about to fall off the stage, which caused many people to scream and be careful.

"Hao!"

After a backflip, the toes steadily stepped on the edge, and then the mechanical dance was like a clumsy robot walking forward. When they reached the stool, the robot didn't know how to turn around and how to cross over.

Suddenly, the robot smiled at the audience. He bent down, supported his hands hard on the stool, slowly off the ground, and straightened his legs rhythmically until he was in a 90-degree handstand, bent his arms, and then bounced up hard, flipped in the air, and his butt just sat on the stool.

It's a very simple question, and it's very complicated.

After a set of actions, it took just half a minute.

The audience was stunned. It was not until Mo Mo sat down that thunderous applause, cheers and screams erupted.
Chapter completed!