Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1154 414. No One Can Escape [Part ]

"you"

"Shhh."

Nail shut up.

Although he kept his mouth shut, Dingzi still had something to say in his heart - is this okay?
Looking at Master Li who was sticking his whole body to the door, Dingzi felt a little embarrassed. Was it against the master's demeanor to eavesdrop like this?

Shouldn't I be allowed to do this?
Dingzi raised his head and looked around. After making sure that there was no one in the corridor, his envious eyes returned to Li An again.

Just as the two of them came out of the house, they heard a faint howl coming from inside the door.

Then Li An threw himself on the door.

"Okay."

At this moment, Ang Lee was listening and cheering in his heart, crying for me, crying hard.

It was as if the harder the little car in the house cried, the happier he was.

That's right.

That's exactly what Ang Lee thought.

Hearing Xiaoche crying, he felt relieved.

Xiaoche needs to vent his emotions.

Vent your emotions and have a good sleep. The sun will rise as usual tomorrow and a new day will begin.

Nail leaned closer: "Are you still crying?"

Ang Lee: "Yeah."

Dingzi sighed. Although he knew that crying was a way to vent emotions, he felt more heartbroken.

About a minute later, Li An came down from the door, and then Nail quickly climbed up.

Just then, the elevator door on the fourth floor suddenly opened, and a couple walked out of the elevator. Dingzi quickly coughed twice and returned to Li Ang.

After the couple passed by them and walked away, Dingzi eavesdropped again for a while, but unfortunately he didn't hear anything.

"Buy some wine and have a drink?" Li An invited.

Nail meant it: "Okay!"

Li An joked: "Not accompanying your girlfriend tonight?"

Nail replied shyly, "She wants to go to bed early today."

The two of them went to the convenience store downstairs and bought six cans of beer and some peanuts. Then they returned to the room and leaned against the head of the bed to drink.

"Teacher Li."

Nail stretched out his hand, and Li Ang touched Nail.

"Are you tired?" Li An asked.

"Not tired." Dingzi said as he drank half the bottle in one gulp.

Li An: "Then accompany me and watch it again."

Nail: “What are you looking at?”

Ang Lee turned on the projector and used his mobile phone to project the score sheet of Group C onto the screen.

moment.

Nail: "Do you know Sun Zhaohuan?"

Lee Ang: "We have never met, nor have we had any intersection."

Nail: "Oh."

Ang Lee: "He is the deputy director of the piano department of Xinghai Conservatory of Music."

Looking at Sun Zhaohuan who gave the car the lowest score, Dingzi became more and more angry: "Can he play the piano?"

Ang Lee: "Yes."

Then Nail moved his gaze to another low score that was crossed out: "Do you know Xu Jianbin?"

Li An: "I don't know him, and we have no intersection."

Nail: "What is he an expert on?"

Li An: "Jiang Yin's professor."

Dingzi: "Does he know Sun Zhaohuan?"

Lee An: “I guess they know each other.”

Dingzi: "So they both gave Linlin a score of 8.5."

Li An: "It should have nothing to do with this."

Dingzi: "Teacher Li, you just used the example of the chef competition. I can understand that Linlin's style is not liked by the domestic judges. But even if they don't like it, aren't the scores these judges gave Linlin too low?"

Li An: "What do you want to ask?"

Dingzi was silent for a moment. "Did they do it on purpose? For example, these two judges could give Linlin 8.8 or 8.9 points. Although I don't understand music and don't know how to give points, since Linlin got six full marks, it means that Linlin has outstanding qualities. Can't these outstanding qualities make these two judges give Linlin a little more points?"

Li An: "Then why do you think they deliberately gave Linlin a low score?"

Dingzi: "Because by lowering Linlin's score, they can help students from their own region rank higher."

Li An: "But you see, the two judges gave high scores to the top three, why did they deliberately give Linlin a low score?"

Nail: "Maybe they know these three contestants. They said they know the teachers of the top three."

Li An: "So according to what you mean, do they want to lower the scores of other contestants to make way for their own school's students, or do they want to give friendship points? Isn't giving friendship points to other contestants also a disguised way of increasing the difficulty for their own school's students to advance?"

The nail was silent.

The room fell silent for a moment.

After a moment, Li An grabbed two peanuts and put them into his mouth: "Dingzi, there is nothing wrong with the score sheet in front of you."

Nail: "Are you saying that this scoring sheet is absolutely fair?"

Li An laughed: "Dingzi, if you were the judge today, and you knew me, and after listening to Wang Xiaohu's performance, you thought Wang Xiaohu's performance was only 9 points, but considering that you and I have a good relationship, would you give Linlin a few tenths of a point more?"

Dingzi sighed. Although he didn't want to admit anything, he still nodded according to his true thoughts: "Yes."

Li An: "So there is no such thing as an absolutely fair competition. Besides, the complexity of this kind of competition is not as simple as it seems on the surface."

Nail: "Then you are admitting that there was injustice in today's game."

Li An: "I am not admitting it, I am acknowledging it. I acknowledging that such a situation would be discovered at the beginning of the game, and I also told you that today's game can be considered fair."

"Look at No. 09 Sun Wenjun. Do you know who his teacher is?"

Nail: “Who?”

Li An: "Zhao Weilin, the chairman of the Chinese jury for this competition."

Nail wondered, "Aren't judges not allowed to give grades to their own students?"

Li An: "What if the instructor Linlin filled in when she signed up was really you?"

Dingzi immediately grasped the key point: "Zhao Weilin did it on purpose! He deliberately asked students to fill in someone else as their instructor when they registered, so that he could give his students high scores!"

But when Dingzi looked at it more carefully, his doubts became even greater.

"9.75?"

"Zhao Weilin only gave Sun Wenjun a score of 9.75."

Dingzi couldn't understand it, and his tone became hesitant, "Why?" Li An smiled: "Why?"

Dingzi: "He gave full marks to both Linlin and He Jiaming, so why did he only give his own student 9.75? He is clearly qualified."

Li An: "He could obviously give his own students a higher score, so that Sun Wenjun's score might surpass Xiao Jingchen and get first place. After all, Sun Wenjun has already received many high scores, and no one can say anything if he gets one more high score."

"In other words, it is completely reasonable for him to give Sun Wenjun a higher score. Is that what you want to say?"

Nail: “Yes!”

Li An: "So I said today's competition was relatively fair."

Dingzi frowned again for a moment, "Teacher Li"

Ang Lee: "Huh?"

Dingzi thought of another possibility through Li An's analysis, but it was a bit bold for him: "Do you think he did it on purpose?"

Li An opened the second can: "What do you say?"

Nail: "He's gambling."

Li An: "How do you bet?"

Nail: "You said he is the chairman of the jury, a very powerful person."

Li An: "In the domestic piano academic circle, he is the nominal big brother, and his influence is also similar."

Nail: "If you were a judge, would you be more considerate of Sun Wenjun for this reason?"

Ang Lee: "It's hard to say, maybe, maybe not."

This is what Dingzi was waiting for. He clapped his hands, sat up, and said loudly, "Then I will assume that you will. Even you will take care of his students when grading because of his status. I dare not think about the other judges."

"So I said he was gambling. He was gambling that everyone would give his students a higher score for his sake. Plus, he was confident in his students, so he gave his students a relatively low score."

The more Dingzi spoke, the clearer his thoughts became: "If Sun Wenjun won first place today, and once the scores were announced, everyone found out that none of Sun Wenjun's teachers had given him high scores, wouldn't that mean that Sun Wenjun's first place had nothing to do with him? Sun Wenjun won first place, and at the same time everyone would have to say that he had no selfish motives, and in the end he would even be known as a fair person. How can this be described?"

Lee Ang: "Kill two birds with one stone."

Nail: "Yes! Kill two birds with one stone. Teacher Li, do you think this is possible?"

Li An smiled and said, "You think so badly of him."

Dingzi: "It can't be said to be bad. If it is really as I guessed, then he deliberately lowered the scores of his own students. This is relatively fair to other contestants."

Li An turned around and said, "Dingzi, a teacher deliberately lowered his student's score for the sake of fairness. Do you think this teacher is not bad? If it is because of his lowering of his student's score that his student missed the first place, what would you say from the student's perspective?"

Nail: "Uh"

Li An retracted his gaze and continued to look at the big screen: "There is nothing wrong with your guess, but he is not gambling. He didn't want Sun Wenjun to take first place at all, so he can score like this."

Nail puzzled.

Li An: "Look at the scores he gave to the top five. The first place Xiao Jingchen scored 9.9 points, the third place He Jiaming scored 10 points, the fourth place Linlin scored 10 points, and the fifth place Chen Yutong, who is also his student, scored 9.8 points."

Nail: "This"

Li An: “I tell you nails, the biggest problem here is Jamel Xiao. He gave Jamel Xiao a score 0.15 higher than Sun Wenjun. Don’t underestimate this 0.15 points.”

"If Zhao Weilin really wanted Sun Wenjun to win first place, he should at least give both of them the same score. This is reasonable."

Nail: “So he is so sure that the last one or two are Jamel Xiao and Sun Wenjun?”

Li An: "If Linlin wasn't there, I would think so too, and all the judges would think so too."

Nail: “I think I understand.”

Lee Ang: "He has nothing to bet on. He doesn't need to bet at all because this is not the final. The real final is in Warsaw."

The nail suddenly shuddered.

Li An: "Because he knew Sun Wenjun would definitely get a ticket, so he didn't care about his ranking in this round."

Nail: "So in his mind, there are actually only two qualifying spots in this round that belong to other players."

Lee Ang: “Only one.”

Nail: “Did he know that Jamel Xiao played well before the competition?”

Li An: "All contestants in today's competition were selected through video auditions, layer by layer, and the jury that decided the contestants in each district was the Beijing circle judges headed by Zhao Weilin."

Nail: “So that’s the case, then he has been optimistic about Jamel Xiao for a long time.”

"Oh? Then shouldn't he be more optimistic about Linlin and He Jiaming?"

Nail suddenly circled back to the previous question, "He gave full marks to Linlin and He Jiaming today, and only gave Jamel Xiao 9.9 points."

Li An chewed the peanuts in his mouth, and then replied to Dingzi meaningfully:

“That’s what’s so great about this guy.”

"I guess he had already decided to give these two kids full marks."

A question mark instantly appeared on Dingzi's red face.

Li An smiled and said, "It's just my personal guess. You think about it, a judge doesn't even care about his own students' grades. You can't say he doesn't care at all. Maybe he has other plans. After all, this is not the final yet. But in this one game, he didn't show me his care and love for his students."

"Nail, you said he doesn't even care about his own students, how can he care about other people's students?"

"He won't, he doesn't care which kids get the last ticket today."

"What he cares about is which players he can get actual benefits from by giving them high scores."

Dingzi tapped his chin hard. He seemed to understand what Teacher Li was saying at the moment, but he also seemed to feel that he didn't understand it anymore.

Ang Lee: "Why did he give He Jiaming a full score? Because He Jiaming's father is very good. His father's orchestra is the first Chinese orchestra to perform at the Berlin Philharmonic Hall. It is the core force of symphony music in South China."

Nail nodded.

Li An: "Why should he give Linlin a full score? Because the Golden Bell Awards will be held in Chengdu for the next three consecutive years."

"You don't have to understand what the Berlin Philharmonic Hall is, and you don't have to care what the Golden Bell is. Anyway, the scores he gave to the two children were not because of their performance."

Nail nodded again.

Li An: "So you said this guy is a bad guy, but I admire him very much. You said he gave Linlin a perfect score. Whether it's true or not, what can I say? Linlin, my student, he gave Linlin a perfect score in such an important competition. I cursed him in my heart, but when we met, I had to thank him politely."

Nail: “Yes.”

Li An: "But he messed up, you know, because Linlin got six perfect marks."

"I bet he didn't expect Linlin to get fourth place, let alone get six full marks."

"This is the biggest surprise of today's game."

"I guess he was confused at the time and held a stupid discussion meeting."

"In fact, he didn't even need to do this. He could just announce the results directly and no one would be able to say anything."

“But he wanted the picture so badly.”

"Now he is satisfied."

"But he made Linlin feel worse."

"He's waiting for me."

As he said this, Li An raised his head and took the last sip.

"Dingzi, remember for me all the judges on this score sheet who gave Linlin a score below 8.9."

“No one can escape.”

"Sleep."