Xue Jingyi deliberately did not take medicine, which made her physical condition deteriorate rapidly, but this was only an appearance. Once the goal was achieved, she would try her best to restore herself to the best condition so that she could withstand the risk of heart transplantation. Before that, she wants to get back everything Huang Yi owes her.

She asked Xue Li Danni to let Huang Yi participate in the competition instead of her. Xue Li Danni was undoubtedly the person who loved her the most in the Xue family. She agreed without thinking about it, and told Xue Rui about it. Xue Rui decided to send several bodyguards to follow Huang Yi all the time, so that he would not reveal his identity during the game.

Xue Jingyi asked the housekeeper to call Huang Yi again, put on a dying look, and said that she wanted more people to remember her, wanted to stand on that stage in person but could not do anything, and wanted to leave more or less in this world. traces of survival. This is her last wish, and I hope her brother can help her fulfill it.

Zhou Yun Sheng sneered again and again in his heart, but his eyes were flushed. After thinking for a while, he agreed.

Xue Jingyi held his hand and thanked him weakly.

Everyone in the Xue family revolved around her. Whenever she asked for something, they would try their best to fulfill her. However, when they got to Xue Zixuan, all they got was a cold denial.

"No, this is cheating, I can't agree." He stared blankly at a score, not even giving Xue Jingyi the corner of his eye. He hadn't even visited her room once these days, and he couldn't face her existence.

"But I heard that Lord Yan will be back in two days. If Xiaoyi goes to the competition instead of me, he can still avoid him." Xue Jingyi took out the remarks she had planned in advance.

Xue Zixuan was obviously stunned, and nodded silently after a few minutes.

If it was in the past, my brother would never agree to this approach. He often said that music is the most real, and there is no room for falsehood, so he hates plagiarism and cheating. But now, in order to keep Huang Yi, he can let go of all principles.

If that day comes, I don't know who he will choose between himself and Huang Yi.

Xue Jingyi couldn't control her thoughts, and couldn't help asking, "Brother, do you want me to live?" If I live, Huang Yi must die. What would you choose?

Xue Zixuan glanced at her with particularly cold eyes, and left without saying a word. Of course he wanted his sister to live, but only if she could not rob the boy's life. Death is an extremely natural process that everyone in the world cannot avoid, it's just a matter of sooner or later. When that day comes, calm acceptance is the most calm response.

He didn't see how intense resentment filled his sister's eyes when he turned around.

It has always been Zhou Yun Sheng's plan to replace Xue Jingyi in the competition. The Xue family wanted to hide his identity, so he wanted to be famous in the world. When the truth was revealed, the little Xue family could not control the development of the situation at all.

In order to ensure that he did not have contact with outsiders, the Xue family sent several bodyguards to monitor him. The preliminaries had already begun, and the lounge was filled with teenagers between the ages of twelve and eighteen. Among them, there were not many people from prominent backgrounds, but few were as high-profile as him, always surrounded by a group of big men wearing sunglasses.

Some people didn't like his behavior very much, and they talked a lot, and some people tried to walk up to him to protest, but were stopped by several bodyguards. The move drew more cynicism for him. It's so high-profile before the game starts, don't be too ugly when you lose later.

Each contestant once recorded a VCR and handed it over to the organizing committee, and the organizing committee edited it and played it together, in order to let everyone know each other's level.

The VCR was filmed by Xue Jingyi before she got sick. Although she has no experience of life and death, although she is also considered talented, she can only be ranked in the middle and top among the players. They didn't see her as a real rival.

And such a person with mediocre strength, but put on a lofty attitude, really makes many players feel that someone is in a fox and a tiger. In fact, Xue Zixuan's talent has nothing to do with him.

Thinking like this, many people shook their heads and sneered, taking the initiative to distance themselves from him. Especially the Austrian contestant Hannah, who had the most hope to win the championship, brought a small gift for each contestant, except Zhou Yunsheng.

This kind of open and secret fight under the stage was irrelevant to Zhou Yun Sheng. He sat quietly in the corner and looked down at a sheet music. After a while, there was a series of gasping sounds in the lounge, and exaggerated expressions such as "Oh my God, I'm going to faint" could still be heard.

Zhou Yun Sheng felt something in his heart, raised his eyes to glance, but saw Xue Zixuan walking towards him quickly. He was wearing a gray dress today, with a silk scarf with black, white and gray stripes around his neck, and pure white gloves on his hands, looking like an aristocrat walking out of a medieval oil painting.

In the meantime, someone stopped him to sign an autograph, but he refused. When he walked to the boy's side, his ice-like face softened slightly. He leaned over and asked, "Are you nervous?"

"Don't be nervous." Zhou Yun Sheng shook his head.

"For the sake of fairness, I can't be your judge, but I will watch you from the audience. Believe in yourself, the champion must be yours." He took off his gloves and stroked the boy's cheek, his expression and tone indescribably gentle.

Zhou Yun Sheng smiled shyly.

Xue Zixuan still wanted to say something comforting, but he found that he was very unfamiliar in this regard, and after frowning for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable sentence, so he had to stand beside the young man like a sculpture. He thought that he might be able to give the boy a hug, but just as he was about to bend over, he saw Xue Yan being pushed over by Xue Laosi.

He immediately stood in front of the teenager, "This is the rest area for players, and idlers can't come in."

"Then how did they get in?" Xue Laosi pouted at the bodyguards surrounding the boy. Look at it so strictly, when a teenager is a prisoner?

"Xiaoyi has a heart attack. In order to prevent him from having an accident, the organizing committee agreed that we should send someone to protect him."

Xue Yan didn't speak, only sneered. Xue Zixuan wanted to rush the two of them away, but a staff member hurried in, saying that the organizing committee was going to hold an emergency meeting and told him to hurry up.

"Brother, go ahead, I'm fine, my uncle won't eat me." Zhou Yun Sheng lightly patted his arm.

Xue Zixuan clenched his fists repeatedly, glared at the man coldly and left.

"You go down first." Xue Yan waved to several bodyguards. These people all know Yan Ye's prestige, how dare they defy it, and file out with their heads bowed.

"Brother? It's very affectionate. What kind of brother is he?" Xue Yan held the teenager's wrist and sneered, looked him up and down, and said in disgust, "What kind of clothes are these? Can't you dress normally every time you meet?"

Zhou Yun Sheng pulled the pure white dress on his body and shrugged helplessly, "This is the uniform issued by the organizing committee, all female players wear it like this, what can I do? It's okay, I'll be able to leave Xue's house soon, and I won't have to suffer anymore. guilty."

Xue Yan pulled him to his side, kneaded his slender fingertips and said, "We will hold an engagement ceremony after the game. I will help you customize a dress. Do you like black or white?"

"What color are you wearing?" Zhou Yun Sheng became interested, squatted down on his knees, his eyes were shining.

"I wear black."

"Then I'll wear white."

"Okay, it's settled." Xue Yan smiled briskly, took out a ring from his jacket pocket and put it in his ring finger, and said slowly, "This is an engagement ring, we'll pick it out together after the wedding ring. When the game is over, I will help you make up a grand marriage proposal, do you want me to kneel?"

Zhou Yunsheng opened his five fingers and repeatedly admired the exquisitely crafted diamond ring, and saw that his ring finger was also wearing the same style, he smiled contentedly, "No need, I will do the marriage proposal ceremony, I should kneel if I want to kneel. Just wait." He couldn't contain the joy in his heart, hugged the man's head and kissed it hard, his loud voice attracted everyone to look over curiously.

Every time Xue Laosi heard the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but want to laugh, and he had to sigh that the boss had found a treasure this time. Although the young man was only sixteen years old, anyone with a discerning eye could see how much effort he put into this relationship. His love is so deep and unquestionable that once he identifies someone, he will hold that person's hand tightly and lead him toward happiness.

Only such a person can make the hard-hearted Xue Yan move.

Xue Yan held the back of the boy's head, gave him a kiss with his lips and tongues, and squeezed his fingertips to show encouragement, and then left the lounge.

The players were already disdainful of Zhou Yun Sheng's behavior, but now they decided that he was just a bastard who was addicted to pleasure and sensuality, so they stopped looking at him, and secretly felt sorry for Xue Zixuan to have such a sister.

The competition went on in an orderly manner, and several seeded players performed quite well, and the judges gave very high evaluations. Especially Hannah, she played "Companella", one of the most difficult piano pieces in the world. She played this piece in the preliminaries, which directly improved the style of the competition several levels.

If the contestants behind her do not perform better, they will end up as foils, and the judges may give a lower score than their actual performance under the condition of high standards.

Because of the prolonged applause, she kept bowing to the audience until she left the stage after a minute or two. Zhou Yun Sheng came out just behind her, standing at the bottom of the steps looking up.

"Good luck." She said with the corners of her lips raised when she passed by with the boy.

"You temporarily changed the competition repertoire?" Zhou Yun Sheng asked in standard German. He remembered that Hannah's track on the entry list was "Sad", and her sudden increase of the difficulty would put the following players in an extremely embarrassing situation. Of course, if there is absolute strength, this little episode is nothing.

"Yeah, you can change it temporarily." Hannah said with a smile.

"Your proposal is very good. I like competitive competitions." Zhou Yun Sheng smiled and nodded, writing a small note and handing it to the judges in the audience.

The judges were taken aback when they read the note. After sending someone to negotiate with the young man repeatedly, they could only nod their heads in agreement when they saw that he had made up his mind. Xue Zixuan, who was sitting in the back row, saw that the curtain had not been opened for a long time, and walked over to inquire about the situation.

"Dear Xuan, your sister has temporarily changed the repertoire, she wants to play "To Palochev". We persuaded her, but she is not willing to accept our opinion. So..." The staff shrugged and said that he Also very helpless.

"To Palochev" is not included in the "Etudes of Super-Techniques", but it is only slightly more difficult to play than them. This piece is little known, and even fewer performers, not only because it requires master-level playing skills, but also because it requires an unimaginable amount of emotion.

Puffalo, the most famous pianist of the last century, suffered a nervous breakdown while practicing this piece. No one has been able to play it in full since then. As soon as it came out, it was hailed as "the devil's music". The player needed to constantly strike the keys vigorously, play the dissonance chords continuously, and the melody stayed at the climax from beginning to end and never subsided.

When this piece was premiered, the audience chose to leave the stage collectively because they could not stand the strong stimulation of the piano sound. From that day on, "To Palochev" completely withdrew from the stage of mainstream music, and it is not until now, a century later, that musicians have discovered the unique charm hidden in its melody and intend to bring it back to the world.

But they failed without exception. Even Xue Zixuan once said that he could only play the form of "To Palochev", but could not reshape its soul.

The devil's music may only be played by the devil.

This is why the judges were shocked. They don't want to watch a potential player get eliminated for picking the wrong piece. But they wouldn't stop it if he insisted on it himself.

The host reported the temporarily changed repertoire, and there were boos on and off the stage. The players in the lounge even laughed quite happily and gave Hannah a thumbs up. If Hannah hadn't provoked Xue Jingyi, she wouldn't take the initiative to seek death. Great, one less contender.

"Yan Ye, Xiaoyi hasn't come on stage yet, what are they booing?" Xue Laosi is a rough guy who doesn't understand the rhythm.

Xue Yanzheng raised one eyebrow when he saw the introduction of "To Palochev" on his mobile phone Baidu.

"The devil's music is so tricky." Xue Laosi leaned over and looked at it, his mouth was speechless.

While the two were talking, the curtain opened, and the girl (juvenile) in a pure white dress was already sitting in front of the piano, and a beam of light focused on the top of her head, revealing the slenderness of him. He lowered his eyelids slightly, as if adjusting his mood.

The judges were not rushing. The girl's choice of this piece had already proved his courage, and they were willing to give him a little more time.

Xue Jingyi, who was sitting at home watching the live broadcast, gritted her teeth secretly, and couldn't understand why Huang Yi temporarily changed the track. Did he think he could play a tune that even his brother couldn't perform perfectly? Is he too arrogant or too stupid? If he knew he shouldn't have been in the competition, he would have screwed up!

Zhou Yunsheng is recalling the creative background of "To Palochev". It was written by Calance, a little-known musician in the last century. After the song was performed and received numerous bad reviews, he committed suicide by taking poison. The body slowly decayed in the dilapidated attic where he lived until a month. It was later discovered by the landlord.

At that time, the public believed that he chose to die because he could not accept failure. After all, he spent seven years composing this song, and it is not an exaggeration to say "heart and soul". But Zhou Yun Sheng didn't think so. Why is this piece called "To Palochev"? Who is Palochev and what is his relationship with Callans?

The people at the time couldn't find it, and they didn't want to, but Zhou Yun Sheng had 008, and it was easy to find the truth. By searching the historical archives, he found that Palochev was a real person. He was a classmate of Callans in high school. The two had a very close relationship, but when they graduated, Palochev couldn't stand the family's Abuse committed suicide. From the day of his death, Callance spent all his energy and time composing the music, and the day after the song was completed and performed, he also chose to commit suicide.

To pay homage to a dead soul with a lifetime of hard work, and follow him without hesitation, what kind of heavy feeling is that? Just a simple friend? Zhou Yunsheng doesn't think so. According to local medical records, Palochev was sent to a mental hospital by his family for treatment because he fell in love with the same sex. In those days, homosexuals were not treated with the slightest respect and, if discovered, were ostracized by society as a whole.

What kind of inhuman torture did Palochev suffer to choose death? And how did Calance, his lover, persevere in the endless despair? Why is the melody of "To Palochev" so violent from beginning to end, really just to express the pain of losing a lover?

No, there should be resentment, resistance, condemnation, condemnation of this cruel and ruthless society for ruining their possibility of happiness and ruining their hope of living. The emotions intertwined in the rampant melody are pure love and hate, the two combined into one destruction.

What Calance really wants to do after the death of his lover is actually to destroy this cruel world, but he has no ability to act. He can only compose a melody of endless love and hate, and vent it to all the listeners, even Palo Chef, he was all resentful, hated him for leaving him to face death alone.

When the audience scolded and exited the stage because they couldn't stand the excitement, he should be in a very happy mood, so he would leave this world satisfied.

The music critics at the time were astute, they were right, it was indeed a devil's music, because destruction and death were its main themes.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yun Sheng took a deep breath and pressed the first note hard. He has also experienced the most passionate love and the most painful torture; he has also struggled desperately in despair with no end, trying to resist this cruel and ruthless world. When his lover threw him back to his body to die alone, he hated him equally, but also loved him piercingly.

He felt the same way about Calance's mood.

The judges and audience in the audience were waiting for him to timidly exit the stage after enduring a long silence, but they did not expect that he would not move, and his movement was so thunderous. As the first soaring note splattered out, paragraph after paragraph of extremely heavy, sharp, dissonant melody rolled in like a mountain crumbling.

The young man tapped the keys quickly and violently, and because of too much force, the back of his hand burst out with blue veins, with a hideous and painful expression on his face. His back suddenly straightened, suddenly crooked, and his hair traced traces in the beam of light along with his wiggling head. His fingertips quickly slid from one end to the other, tapping out more than 300 notes that packed a bar one by one at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

The high sound of the piano continuously hit the eardrums of the listeners, straight into their hearts, making them feel fearful and uneasy at the same time as painful and depressed, as if there were hands covering their mouths and noses, causing them to fall into desperate suffocation.

The teenagers are obviously more miserable and desperate than they are. Because he was deeply immersed in the sound of the piano, his face was covered with liquid, whether it was sweat or tears. With the swing of his head, it fell on the back of his hands and the piano keys, shining crystal stars in the beam of light.

He gritted his teeth, pressing down on the last note, as if the music from hell had come to an abrupt end. He placed his hands weakly on the keys, his heavy breathing spread out from the receiver and echoed in every corner of the concert hall.

The quiet needle dropping under the stage could be heard. Some people were clutching their chests with fear on their faces, some pursed their lips and wept silently, and some were sluggish and unable to withdraw. Only today do they really realize that music really has the power to hit the soul, and every note he plays can make their souls feel pain and shiver because of it.

"Diao! Diao is outrageous." Xue Laosi was stunned. Even a rude man can be shocked by the music of the young man, not to mention the professionals in the hall.

Xue Yan was the first to applaud, and after him, the applause sounded sparsely until it converged into thunder. The eight judges stood up and cheered loudly, their cheeks flushed with excitement. To hear such a pure "To Palochev" in their lifetime, they died without regret.

Xue Zixuan pushed aside the audience around him and rushed to the stage, hugging the young man tightly, every cell trembled. He was conquered by him, from body to soul.

"Encore!" The audience under the stage stood up one after another, and the cheers converged into a monstrous wave.

Zhou Yun Sheng pushed Xue Zixuan away and bowed to pay tribute to everyone, with a slightly painful look on his face. Xue Zixuan took off his white gloves, wiped the sweat on his face, and then hugged him warmly again, his proud smile can be seen all over the world.

Xue Yan was stuck in the auditorium because of his inconvenience, so he could only stare at the stage with a livid face.

"I want to treat my leg." He explained briefly.

"Ah? Don't you mean you don't want to be treated?" Xue Laosi was stunned at first, and when he saw Xue Zixuan running up the stage and standing side by side with the young man, he naturally understood everything.

"Okay, I'll arrange the surgery for you when I go back." He smiled with relief. If you can have a person who loves to heal his life, no matter how unfortunate his life is, he will slowly become lucky.

The contestants huddled in the aisle with particularly wonderful expressions. The young man has been able to compete with the top musicians in the world in terms of technique and expressiveness. After Hannah raised the level of the game, the teenager pushed it to a height that is unattainable for ordinary people. Not to mention the youth group, even the adult group, he is also a well-deserved champion.

And now, the game has just started, what kind of shock will he bring to everyone in the next semi-finals and finals?

The judges are aspiring to play the highest score. Perfect, they can't give any other evaluation except perfect. The teenager thanked the audience who were about to step down, but was called back warmly. They liked him so much and hoped that he could play another song, but this obviously did not conform to the rules of the competition. Zhou Yun Sheng could only call the curtain again and again, and it took five minutes before he returned to the lounge under the protection of Xue Zixuan.

The players who came out later had no hope, so they were very relaxed when performing. They know that no matter how hard they try, they can't surpass the teenagers. The competition has just started, and the winner has already been determined, unless something happens to the teenager during this period and cannot participate in the competition normally.

Sitting in front of the TV, Xue Jingyi hurriedly swallowed a heart-saving pill. The boy's unparalleled talent has seriously exceeded her expectations, and now she is beginning to panic, not sure if she can climb to the same height as him after getting the boy's heart.

Standing on the stage, he is like a star in the sky, so far away.