The control group was torn apart by hand, and the four-year-old milk bag led the parents to countera

Youyou: [Yes] I hope Aunt Gu can figure it out completely this time.

The car stopped in front of the TV station, and a black luxury car following closely behind it also stopped immediately.

As soon as Youyou and the others got out of the car, the door of the black luxury car opposite opened and it was Luo Ping's family.

Luo Ping smiled honestly at Ji Wanwan: "Miss Ji, what a coincidence!"

Ji Wanwan just pretended that she didn't see anyone, and pulled Youyou forward.

Chen Gang was furious, gritted his teeth and stabbed: "What a coincidence..."

Luo Ping hung his head in shame and said in a low voice: "...You can scold me if you want! As long as you can calm down."

After speaking, he sighed sadly: "Whether you believe it or not, I have always regarded you as my brothers over the years..."

Chen Gang was so disgusted that he almost vomited, and he clenched his fists in anger, wishing to punch the hypocritical face in front of him.

Chen Wu stopped the man, signaled him to calm down, and replied coldly: "Don't dare to take it seriously! We are just two little gangsters, how can we be brothers with a big boss like you!"

Luo Ping lowered his head more and more sadly: "I..."

Youyou turned her little head and looked at Luo Ping carefully, not missing the expression on his face, and then imitated a line she heard online and asked curiously: "Uncle, what brand of garbage bag are you!"

Luo Ping raised his head in confusion.

Without giving him a chance to ask a question, the little guy answered abruptly: "You can pretend so well!"

Luo Ping's face froze for a moment.

Tao Ping'an couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yao Shiyu and her daughter followed closely behind. Seeing her stepfather being bullied like this, Huo Qingyao was angry but was about to speak out, but was stopped by her mother.

Yao Shiyu shook his head gently and signaled her to leave it alone.

Huo Qingyao frowned in confusion.

……

Youyou and his group entered the TV station building. There were still two or three hours before the start of the game.

Mrs. Tao happened to meet an old sister she knew well, and they sat on the lounge chair at the door to chat.Xie Jingze and the two stayed in the car for the time being, playing games and reading.

Youyou was taken to the backstage rehearsal by her mother.

They arrived relatively late. When the two came in, almost all the other contestants had arrived.There was an endless stream of people playing and singing in the hall.

Youyou took a quick look and saw that there was no one she knew. Wang Yike, who was in the same kindergarten, was eliminated in the rematch.Among the 20 people who advanced to the finals, Huo Qingyao was not included. She only knew Ron Ruo, but Ron Ruo hadn't come yet.

Ji Wanwan handed the promotion sign to the staff.

The staff glanced at Youyou and said in a gentle manner: "The instruments and props are all there, you can practice first. We will do the final rehearsal together when the teacher comes over."

After all, it is going to be broadcast live on TV, and things will always go wrong when the time comes.

Ji Wanwan politely thanked you and took Youyou to the shelf with various musical instruments on the wall.Among the 20 groups of players who advanced to the finals, only Youyou chose to play the guzheng.

Youyou stretched out her little hand and tried the sound of the piano, nodding her little head with satisfaction: "This piano is even better than the one used in the semi-finals!" Ji Wanwan's eyes paused on a violin on the shelf for a while, with a look in her eyes. Can't hide the nostalgia.

"Of course, this is going to be broadcast live on TV, and the props used must be well chosen."

Youyou keenly noticed her gaze and glanced at the violin.

I remembered that it was said in the original book that my mother played the violin very well and had won many awards.Invited to many concerts.

Something clicked in her mind. It would be her mother's birthday in a few days. She was thinking about what gift to give her.How about giving me a violin?

Ji Wanwan helped her move the piano over and asked, "What song do you want to play, baby?"

Youyou moved a stool and sat down, "(The fishing boat sings late)"

After saying that, he put on his nails, gently plucked the strings, and played a short section.

Ji Wanwan listened carefully and nodded secretly. Both the technique and the artistic conception expressed in the song were almost perfect. As expected, there was no problem in being selected for this competition.

But all she said was: "Well, it was a good conversation."

At this time, a male voice with dialect mixed in behind him came: "...I...I'm here to compete. Where can I go in?"

Youyou looked around and turned her head, only to see that the person asking the question was a little boy of about ten years old.The boy was wearing an old cotton-padded jacket that had been washed out of shape, with a ring of raw edges on the cuffs. He was carrying a large schoolbag behind his back, and his plain face was covered with two clusters of frostbite.

Seeing Youyou staring at his face, the boy shrank back slightly in embarrassment.

Youyou retracted her gaze, pointed at the staff opposite, and said with a smile:
"Brother, take your sign and go to the aunt over there to register first. There will be a rehearsal later."

The boy thanked him profusely. Most of the people around him looked at him with disdain in their eyes when they saw the boy's clothes.

Youyou stared at the boy's walking back, and clearly noticed that although he was poorly dressed and his eyes were timid, his body was straight and straight, and his whole person exuded an indescribable spirit from the inside out.

The little guy looked away: "This brother should be quite powerful."

Soon a group of well-dressed people came over and asked all the children participating in the competition to stand together and prepare for a round of rehearsal.

The children stood in a row, and the four teachers looked over one after another. Everyone except Rongruo had arrived.The eldest child is 13 years old, and the youngest is naturally Youyou.

The oldest child started first.The girl wore a beautiful dance costume and walked slowly out of the parade. Due to years of dancing practice, her walking posture was light and graceful.

As the music plays, the girl leans back and swings her water sleeves. Everyone around her looks intently. After all, she looks beautiful just from her clothing.

Youyou also looked at it very seriously. She recognized at a glance that the other party was dancing the water sleeve dance, but it was much improved compared to the water sleeve dance she learned in Jing Dynasty.

After just watching for a while, her little brows furrowed. This sister danced well in the front, but her movements in the back were very perfunctory.

Youyou couldn't help but look at the four teachers sitting opposite, and found that their expressions were as usual, and they didn't mean to be angry at all.

The little guy was even more confused. The teachers who could be arranged to come to the rehearsal should know a lot about these things, but why weren't they angry at all?
In the end, she attributed it to the fact that these teachers were very easy-going and easy to talk to. However, when it was the next girl's turn, she also performed a classical ritual dance.The critical eyes of several teachers never stopped.

After the dance ended, he pointed out several problems with sharp words. The girl blushed and nodded repeatedly.

Feng Siyu swung her beautiful dance clothes and chose a seat opposite with a perfect view to sit down.
Watching the girl being scolded, she raised her chin proudly and snorted softly in her nose.

I have to say that those who can reach the finals are quite good.