The end of the preliminaries of the Chopin International Piano Competition can be regarded as a short break for Fu Diao. He can use the gap between April and October to reorganize his Chopin.

Or reorganize your selection of works.

After all, music selection is also a very important skill. When he comes back, he will definitely prepare some new works to prevent him from selecting some works that are not suitable for him.

However, for others, especially those Up hosts who specialize in Chopin International Piano Competition programs, the end of the competition is just the beginning.

After all, now, except for a few players who have obtained quotas through other competitions, all the players' performances have been presented in front of them.

It is actually very clear who will advance to the next round and who will be eliminated here.

Even if there is still a little error, it will not particularly affect the final outcome.

Jiang Ruijia was sitting cross-legged in her small room, the blackout curtains were completely closed, and the room was dark.

Only the computer in front of her kept playing videos of the qualifiers.

She is doing an inventory of the players most likely to win the championship this year and the rounds those players can enter.

Jiang Ruijia sat cross-legged on a pure black ergonomic chair, her body swaying constantly.

She has been like this for a long time, it has been three or four days since the preliminaries of the Chopin International Piano Competition ended.

It's a pity that she hasn't fully understood the ranking until now.

"Well, I feel that the players from South Korea are very strong this year, especially the one named Seong-Jin Cho. I feel that the effect of this player is particularly good. It is extremely precise and accurate, just like a scalpel, without any error.

He should be able to win the top six in this year's finals...right?"

"Hey, if he can enter the top six, then I feel that Aimi Koyabashi from Japan is about the same. If her level is just based on the preliminary rounds, she seems to have a feeling that she can enter the finals. Her personal style is a bit strong, and it always feels like

It’s a bit risky.”

"Japan and South Korea are really strong. These two people should be the strongest in Japan and South Korea. They can definitely enter the finals, and other people, besides them, can also enter the four in the second round.

, As for the third round, Japan feels a bit uncertain."

"Well...it's so difficult, I don't want to do it!"

Jiang Ruijia stretched out suddenly, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked at the sparsely drawn form in front of her with an extremely helpless expression.

"Japan and South Korea are really strong this year. No matter how you calculate the players from China, you can only say that the third round is relatively safe. As for the fourth round, no matter how you think about it, you can't think of a particularly strong one!

Huh? Wait, that’s not right..."

Jiang Ruijia froze suddenly. She stretched out her hand to hook the mouse and moved it all the way to the end.

At the end of the table, there was a person's name in the first and second round list that she had forgotten to count before.

This was a name she decided on a long time ago. She knew very well that this name could make it into the first and second rounds, but it would definitely not make it into the third or fourth rounds.

So she kept the name behind and ignored it.

Now when I am taking stock of the strength of Chinese players in this place, I suddenly thought of him.

Fu Tiao.

A native of Jiangzhou, China, studying at Haicheng Conservatory of Music.

He seemed to be her classmate? But she had never seen him at Haicheng Conservatory of Music.

She had listened to Fu Diao's performance several times before and really thought Fu Diao's performance was good. However, the problem was that there was not much Chopin in Fu Diao's music.

Even if this point is made up for through technology, and the first and second rounds are fully compensated, it will definitely be impossible for Fu Tiao to enter in the subsequent rounds.

Unless...Fu Tiao can play with the feeling of Chopin.

"Well, the relatively stable and powerful person in Hua Kingdom should be Xu Zi, right? Others seem to be good, but they are better than Fu Tiao. They are stable in the second round. The third round depends on luck, unlike Fu Tiao.

There is almost no hope for the third round with such a tune."

"Ahhhhhhh, damn Fu Tiao, why do you play so well but don't feel like Chopin at all? Why do you participate in the Chopin International Piano Competition when you play classical music like this? Why don't you participate in the Van Cliburn Competition?"

Okay? The requirements for Chopin are not as strict as those of the Chopin International Piano Competition, so you can go a little further!"

"Oh no, although the requirements are not strict, it doesn't mean that Chopin is not required... Oooh, it's so annoying!"

"If I can't choose a Chinese player who can definitely enter the finals, I will definitely be scolded, right? First I will be questioned, then it will be reported, and then I will be bullied by the Internet?"

"In the end, all my fans lost their fans, and I could only continue to squat in the corner holding the piano and live for the rest of my life..."

Jiang Ruijia shivered inexplicably and sat in her room, extremely agitated.

In the end, I could only stand up suddenly and open the blinds.

Stab...

"Well, it hurts, my eyes."

The dazzling sunlight instantly shone on Jiang Ruijia's face, causing Jiang Ruijia to cover her eyes and take a few steps back, returning to the shadow where the sun did not shine.

She looked at the sunshine and felt inexplicably depressed.

"Oh... I have to go to school again, but I haven't finished my new video yet. I have been waiting for three or four days. I feel like if I don't finish it, I will lose my fans again."

“If I don’t make this video, I feel like I’ll lose followers. If I make this video, I feel like I’ll be bullied by the Internet…”

"Ahhhhhhhhh, so annoying!"

Boom!

There was a knock on the door, and an extremely mature voice sounded.

"Ruijia, your mother and I went to work, should I take you off or should you take the subway by yourself?"

"Ah? I can just take the subway by myself."

"Okay, I've put this month's living expenses on the table. You can pick it up when you go out."

"Oh oh oh, okay."

As the door closed, Jiang Ruijia stood up helplessly, sighed, and turned off the computer.

The reason why she is at home is because the school is very small and students in the center of Haicheng City will not be provided with accommodation, so she has been a day student.

She originally wanted to live there, but after taking a look at the environment of the dormitory, she decided immediately.

It's better to stay at home, squat at home, and race high!

She put on her black sportswear that she wears all year round, carried a heavy sheet of music on her back, took the money and walked out.

Forget it, you can’t rush into making videos, just do it slowly. If the Internet gets violent, you’ll have to change your account and skin.

Anyway, no one knows me in reality, and I am a social worker and I probably don’t have many friends.

Alas, it would be nice if a friend could discuss this with me.

Wait, isn’t that right? When you become a Vtuber, you don’t want to get rid of social anxiety by starting online. Why do you become more socially anxious as you become a Vtuber?

Jiang Ruijia didn't know what to say about herself for a moment, but lowered her head even further, squeezed into the subway along with the flow of people, and walked towards the Haicheng Conservatory of Music in the center of Haicheng.

I hope eavesdropping on the discussion among classmates today can give her a little inspiration.

At this time, everyone should be discussing the Chopin International Piano Competition, right?

After all, we are all from the piano department of Haicheng Conservatory of Music.
Chapter completed!