Upon seeing Jiang Ranran step onto the stage, Jiang Sheng and Chen Fulan in the audience were equally excited.

He even introduced her to the people next to him: "See this? This is my daughter. She's here to win the championship tonight."

"Good morning/afternoon/afternoon/afternoon/afternoon/evening ...

Jiang Ranran bowed gracefully and sat down in the chair with poise.

Live broadcast of the musical instrument competition.

Swan Lake? This piece is quite sophisticated; this girl seems to have some skill.

Wow, this player is decked out in AN.X from head to toe! Their family must be super rich.

[He seems very confident; he's in much better shape than the previous contestants who were visibly nervous.]

[I feel like I've seen this person before. Isn't this the one from Yingzhong who instigated classmates to frame another student for bullying?]

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Jiang Ranran has been preparing for this year's instrumental competition for a long time, and she has practiced "Swan Lake" countless times.

Furthermore, knowing that the Qin family had helped her find connections, she became even more confident.

The entire piece was played flawlessly, with almost no mistakes.

When she finished playing and gave her thanks, Jiang Ranran couldn't hide the joy on her face.

When the scores from the six teachers were released, apart from Hu Yan who only gave a score of 9.42, the other five judges gave very high scores, all above 9.6.

After removing the highest score of 9.85 and the lowest score of 9.42, Jiang Ranran's final average score was 9.654.

As expected, it was the highest score of the entire event. It was even 0.1 points higher than the current second-place finisher.

Jiang Ranran was secretly delighted.

In previous years, this result would have easily placed her in first place.

"Thank you, judges, and thank you everyone!" Jiang Ranran stepped off the stage with a big smile.

Many viewers in the live stream felt that although Jiang Ranran was in good form and made no mistakes, her score was a bit too high.

This piece, while not simple, isn't particularly difficult or technically demanding either.

But they are laymen after all, and they don't understand professional knowledge. So many judges gave her high scores, which must mean that Jiang Ranran is really talented.

When Jiang Ranran went down to the stage, Chen Fulan excitedly hugged her daughter, saying, "My precious daughter is so amazing! I knew my daughter was the best!"

"Mom, I'm definitely going to get first place now. There aren't many contestants left after me," Jiang Ranran said confidently.

Looking up again, Jiang Ranran saw Tang Qiuyue carrying a zither and walking onto the stage. At first, she was disdainful.

Did Tang Qiuya actually manage to get a cello on the spot?

But upon closer inspection, her eyes almost popped out.

He rubbed his eyes frantically, practically lying down to look at the stage, unable to believe it.

"What's wrong, Ranran?" Chen Fulan asked.

"Mom, is that the Eternal Song that Tang Qiuya is holding? Antonio's Eternal Song?"

Jiang Ranran's voice was trembling.

"How is this possible? Could it be that Tang Qiuyue only uses her million-dollar piano for practice and has already prepared the Eternal Song for the competition?"

"Even the Tang family shouldn't be able to afford a cello that costs at least 70 or 80 million, right? How could the Tang family have such connections and resources?!"

Jiang Ranran never imagined that the Eternal Song sword belonged to Jiang Nian.

Moreover, Jiang Nian got it for Tang Qiuya within fifteen minutes.

Jiang Ranran seemed to have had her soul ripped out, and suddenly slumped into a chair.

His face was deathly pale.

If Tang Qiuya originally intended to use the Eternal Song in the competition, then what was the point of her having someone cut her strings?

The timbre of the Eternal Song is a complete game-changer compared to other cellos priced under ten million.

I don't know how many times more sophisticated it is than her piano.

The audience in the live stream also included professionals.

[This is eye-opening! Could the harp that girl is holding be the Eternal Song?]

I don't believe it. Isn't everyone saying the Eternal Song is in the hands of a collector overseas?

Whether it's an eternal song or not, just listen to this girl play it and you'll know.

[Beastars... This is much more difficult than Swan Lake!]

Tang Qiuya first glanced at Jiang Nian backstage.

She glanced at her mother in the audience, who was holding a banner to cheer her on.

Muster your courage.

The lights shone on her. Tang Qiuyue closed her eyes and played the first note.

The entire venue fell silent.

There's a saying that goes, "Listening to celestial music temporarily brightens the ears."

The tone was exquisitely refined; the deep, melodious notes poured forth from the strings. A sound fit for the heavens.

Clearly, even the judges thought so.

Perhaps it was the support of the world's only top-quality cello, as well as the belief and encouragement of his friends and mother.

Tang Qiuyue's performance this time was even smoother and more wonderful than her performance at the party venue on Friday, and it was a seamless performance.

At the end of the performance, the audience gave it the loudest applause of the night.

Tang Qiuya couldn't help but burst into tears.

She did it.

I did not let Jiang Nian's help go to waste.

I did not disappoint my mother's expectations.

This should be the best performance of the night so far, but the judges' scoring process was very long.

Finally, the scores were announced. Professor Hu Yan gave a high score of 9.75, while the other five judges gave scores of 9.65, 9.68, 9.72, 9.58, and 9.55 respectively.

After removing the highest and lowest scores, the final score is 9.657.

She is 0.03 meters taller than Jiang Ranran.

People cheered in the stadium.

Chen Fulan jumped up from her seat.

Incredulous: "How could this be? How come she got a higher score than our Ranran?!"

How did those judges conduct themselves?!

Couldn't you have shot it a little lower?

Someone nearby couldn't help but say, "What's the basis for this? Her daughter clearly pulls it better than yours."

“Even we laymen can tell that her piece is more difficult and technically demanding, yet she performed it so perfectly. She deserves this score.”

Jiang Ranran sat there with her eyes reddening.

Suppressing his anger, he comforted himself and Chen Fulan, "It's okay, Mom. Getting second place will also give me an advantage when I get into the art department at Tsinghua University..."

Second place?

The words fell.

Jiang Nian took a suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) and went on stage.