Everyone would want to get first place in the first qualifier, after all, the first place can directly enter the finals, and if you choose unfamiliar songs in the first qualifier, it is almost like trying to kick yourself out.

Bai Lu can be considered willful.

Even her husband He Ping couldn't help frowning when he found out, and said, "Although it's no problem for Bai Lu, maybe Bach would be better. If the youth group only needs to choose one piece of music, why not choose Bach?"

It's really a joke. How can you get someone else to decide on your own game?

Bai Lu encouraged herself to think about everything after the competition, adjusted her breathing, walked slowly to the piano, and bowed gracefully.

She is too familiar with all this and cannot make mistakes. For a professional pianist, no matter what difficulties she has, she cannot bring it into her performance.

Even if I didn't sleep at all the night before, even if my heart beat was completely out of rhythm.

The light is a bit dazzling.

It's the misty fog on the windows, as if a banshee is about to dance at any moment.

A ferocious face appeared on the face of every judge in the jury box, and demons filled the concert hall.

The sour smell rushed into Bai Lu's respiratory tract, yes, a woman's, a man's, an ugly sour smell.

Her body once had such a sour smell that was rotting from the inside out, but now it has all escaped, and the demons lurking in the dark corners around the stage are all waiting for an opportunity.

The sound of people whispering seemed to be ringing in Bai Lu's ears.

People said, "This is Bai Lu. Her husband is a rapist and a domestic abuser."

Domestic violence, rape, such a harsh voice, how could it be lurking on such a sacred and solemn stage with such an ugly weapon.

How could you tarnish the temple of music?

The audience is waiting, waiting for ridicule and pity.

A has-been female pianist, no matter how famous she is, she has been a shining star since she was a child.

There are always people who remember her, know her, and can string her past into a candied haws, and then pick it up and put it in the cold air, in the cinders, and in the hot oil.

Breathe, regulate breathing

The doctor seemed to have taught her how to breathe, one, two, three

No, it can't be done.

My mind went blank.

The silence in the audience is a kind of quiet restlessness, urging the performers not to waste time.

Yes, the long adjustment has to begin.

When the lights come on, the music starts.

Bai Lu, your life cannot fall on other people's mistakes, and your life cannot fall on your favorite piano.

This is your last stage.

Bai Lu recalled the feeling when her favorite pianist Gurda played the first movement of Piano Sonata No. 12 in F major.

Cheerful, relaxed, natural, full and smart sound.

Imagine another player sitting at the piano.

Starting from the first measure, the rhythm starts and the melody follows closely, like a maze. Musicians do not recite and memorize the score while playing, they memorize it through various senses.

From the path to the garden, the fragrance of flowers, followed by the sunlight pouring down from the fountain

"This is wrong." Xiao Hai grabbed Muchun's arm and said softly.

Ten seconds later, Xiaohai pinched Muchun's arm again, and Muchun also became nervous.

There is also a mistake here. This piece by Mozart is not a popular piece. Music lovers are familiar with it. It is not difficult to accurately hear the error.

It was too easy for Gong Hai.

The auditorium was quiet at first, but gradually whispers came from several corners.

wrong!

wrong again!

This player is in the wrong state!

Aren't you well prepared?

It is impossible not to prepare well. Poor condition is the only possible reason. There are almost no amateur players who can participate in the youth group of Lechuan International Piano Competition. Each one has at least ten to twenty years of experience.

Piano practice time, if these hours were connected into a rope, it would probably be able to circle the earth several times.

The palace began to collapse, the sun set, and the stars turned into meteorites and fell into the palace. The flowers on both sides of the path withered, turned black, and smelled of decay.

Finally, the black keys and white keys in front of me turned into a disintegrating gray city wall.

Everything can't be seen clearly.

My fingers no longer belong to me, and my breath no longer belongs to me.

Bai Lu, in everyone's doubts, fainted on the piano, and the piano made a heavy duang! sound.

"It's surrender!" Gong Hai said.

The judges were nervous and didn't know what was going on. The staff on the side quickly walked onto the stage. Bai Lu had already lost consciousness. "Call doctor, doctor." The staff shouted.

Gong Hai was silent and trembling all over, Mu Chun did not dare to leave Gong Hai alone in the audience, and Bai Lu lost consciousness again.

Muchun guessed that the scene where Xiaohai fainted because of Bailu might have thought of his father's death, so Xiaohai was now in some kind of short-circuit state.

"Xiao Hai, Xiao Hai." Mu Chun pushed Xiao Hai's shoulder. Xiao Hai didn't respond, but his lips trembled slightly and his skin was pale.

"Xiaohai, daddy is going to save people now. Xiaohai, Teacher Bailu has fainted." Mu Chun said again.

"Teacher Bai Lu?" Gong Hai finally recovered and nodded sensibly, "Dad, go quickly, I'll wait for you here."

Muchun rushed to the stage, checked Bai Lu's condition, and said to the staff and judges: "I am a doctor. I need to prepare for first aid. Call the emergency number immediately. Also, can any of you find an AED defibrillator nearby?"

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Mu Chun had accurately calculated the time from the moment Bai Lu fainted on the piano. Now 56 seconds had passed, and given Bai Lu's current state, the most precious time for her was less than three minutes.

Mu Chun calculated Bai Lu's remaining time based on the golden four-minute first aid time for cardiac arrest. There was no way for the emergency personnel to arrive at the patient's location within four minutes, so Mu Chun asked the staff to immediately find an AED near the concert hall.

Defibrillators.

Public places in densely populated places such as concert halls, airports, schools, cinemas, train stations, subway stations, shopping malls, etc. have long been equipped with a prescribed number of AED defibrillators.

AED defibrillator, the full name of which is automated external defibrillator, is used when the injured person's pulse stops.

However, it will not shock the injured person who has no heart rate and whose electrocardiogram shows a horizontal straight line. In short, using a defibrillator itself cannot restore the patient's heartbeat. This is the misunderstanding of many movies and TV shows, but it uses electric shock to make the patient's heart beat again.

The fatal arrhythmia is terminated, and then the heart beat is re-controlled through the excitement of the high-level pacemaker points of the heart, allowing the heart to resume beating.

Muchun had already taken off his coat when he ran onto the stage. With the help of another staff member, Bai Lu was laid flat on the stage. His pulse had disappeared.

sudden death!

Someone was saying nervously next to him, and the audience all ran to the stage to see what was going on, but they couldn't see anything clearly. They could only tell one person after another that it seemed to be a heart problem and that he seemed to be not breathing.

"Have you found the AED?" Mu Chun asked, while using his index and middle fingers to touch the carotid artery in the sternoclavicular process groove next to the thyroid cartilage to feel for pulsation.

After confirming that the pulse disappeared, Muchun began to perform extracardiac compression. He placed his knees at the level of the body surface in the white dew position, aligned with the chest. He stretched out his hand and used his middle finger to find the joint between the ribs and sternum with his middle finger.

Place it on the sternum, put the heel of the other hand close to the index finger and place it on the sternum, then fold the other hand on the back of the hand on the sternum as a fingertip, lean forward with the hip joint as the fulcrum, and stretch both arms

Press the heel of the palm straightly and vertically toward the sternum by 4-5 cm, then relax and return to the original position. Repeat this for 30 times at a rate of 100-120 times per minute.

There was silence in the small hall, and everyone's hearts were in their throats.

The judges didn't know what they could do, so they could only stand stiffly.

"Wake up, Bai Lu, wake up." Mu Chun shouted in his heart.

"Bai Lu, be strong. If you have any difficulties, I will help you, Bai Lu."

The average compression speed is 100 times per minute. After every 30 compressions, Muchun blows twice in accordance with the prescribed actions of cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

Checked, no response.

no response.

In another group, perform 30 compressions at an average compression speed of 100 times per minute to ensure the patient's chest rebounds and inflates twice.

"Bai Lu, Bai Lu." Mu Chun kept shouting in his heart.

Everyone started to get restless, "I guess it won't work."

"It's so difficult like this."

Three minutes have passed and aed has not arrived on the stage.

Muchun's sweat had already soaked the dark gray knitted sweater.

An untrained person cannot achieve the level of Mu Chun. Similarly, if one can achieve the level of Mu Chun but still cannot restore Bai Lu's pulse, despair will begin to spread around the piano.

The prelude to death begins to sound.

The constant roaring in my ears,
To be continued...