Carol herself knew that her identity was exposed and she was targeted by the reporter. She could only take a deep breath and try her best.

Otherwise, if you are eliminated in the audition stage, it will definitely be much more embarrassing than ordinary players.

Celebrities also have their own worries.

He Xiao looked down and smiled heartlessly.

Fortunately, no one abroad knows him, and the company has not been popular in the country for promoting topics.

As a star, he has no burden and does not need to be as nervous as Carol.

On the stage, Carlo's slender figure sat in front of the piano and played a piano piece he wrote, which made the three judges' eyes shine.

The courage to perform your own original repertoire is to be commendable. The Isabella Piano Competition needs such a person.

In addition, Carlore herself is also very strong. After all, no matter what, she also graduated from the Berkeley Conservatory of Music, and her professional knowledge and skills are far more comparable.

So the result of this assessment was passed.

Carol's tense heart finally let go, a flower bloomed on his face, and he returned to He Xiao happily.

"Congratulations."

He Xiao raised his eyebrows and clasped his fists at her.

I was naturally happy for her when I saw the old friend pass the audition.

Carlore also clasped his fists and gave a greeting, smiling cleverly Ruyan, "Come on, too, let's strive to enter the top ten together."

Although she said that, Carol didn't worry about laughing at all in her heart.

Since "The Voice of Dreams", He Xiao has amazed everyone with his original works again and again. As the mentor who watched him walk along the way, Carloer knew his strength very well.

He Xiao pursed his lips shyly, chatting with Carol while waiting for him to appear.

He is No. 48.

It will probably take another hour to go.

His stomach was a little roaring, and He Xiao decided to close his eyes and rest. Carol stopped talking when he saw this.

In a daze, I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly a sound rang out.

"Player No. 48 appears!"

The moment the voice came into my ears, He Xiaoteng opened his eyes, stood up from the audience, and walked towards the stage.

The dark hair, dark eyes, and yellow skin immediately attracted countless eyes.

The three judges were also a little surprised, and one of them said, "Why laugh... Chinese people?"

"Yes."

He Xiao nodded and replied.

Everyone was in an uproar again.

Because there are too few Chinese people coming to participate in the Isabella Piano Competition.

The main reason is that Chinese people have always been not very active internationally, such as social software such as Special Tip and Facebook. Due to the restrictions of firewalls, Chinese users have always been scarce.

After all, not every Chinese user will surf the Internet through the wall, and the monthly membership of VPNs is not low, which makes many people discouraged.

This indirectly leads to the fact that the Chinese have always been in a very transparent state in the international arena.

There are very few Chinese scenes in many Hollywood blockbusters.

The same is true for the Isabella International Piano Competition. Since its inception, it has not seen many Chinese people participate. The focus of the appearance of the United States is.

The three judges looked at He Xiao curiously, and the other contestants in the audience also had their own opinions.

Some people expect it, while others sniff it.

Strictly speaking, everyone is a competitor, so it is naturally impossible to send sincere blessings to a stranger.

Even some of the white contestants who were racist in secret cursing below.

Occasionally, there are extremely insulting words such as "yellow monkey" and "lower man" in the language.

The three judges vaguely heard this, looked at each other without stopping them.

After all, freedom of speech is free, people can only knock on the table symbolically and shout "quiet".

This is the first time that He Xiao has felt the status of Chinese overseas, and he feels a little uncomfortable.

"Mr. He, you can start your performance."

A female judge preached in a not-so-fluent Chinese language. Her behavior of respecting Chinese was particularly prominent among the three, which made He Xiao feel good.

He nodded and walked onto the stage politely, bowing to the judges.

China is a country of etiquette. It is important that people respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot.

This female judge had a good attitude, so He Xiao naturally had to go back to someone else's house.

“So, what’s the repertoire you’re going to perform?”

A middle-aged judge sitting next to the female judge seemed a little mean and asked impatiently.

He Xiaoguang glanced at him without rushing to speak. He let go of his anger in his heart, and came to the piano step by step, and then spoke.

"Dear judges, what I want to play today is an original piano piece."
Chapter completed!