The director waved his hand, and the lights in the performance hall went out, leaving only the light on the stage that shone on Situ Yue.

Mr. Xun, who was sitting in the audience, looked at Situ Yue with a complicated expression.

As the sound of Situ Yue's piano playing slowly rose, Mr. Xun's mood became more complicated.

To be fair, Situ Yue is a very talented person. As long as he calms down and practices hard to improve his level, he will surely become a rising star in the violin world in time.

He really cherishes such talents.

But why does this child have such a bad heart and go astray?

For an artist, if his heart is not right, no matter how high his talent is, it will be useless.

Suddenly, Old Xun frowned.

Uncle Qian and several teachers nearby also frowned.

Situ Yue's piano sounded very calm and distant at first, but as she played, it gradually became mixed with some depressing emotions, like resentment and dissatisfaction. She constantly used techniques to create changes in the music, but the music became messy because there were too many techniques. She also didn't master some high-level techniques, which made it sound a little stiff.

"Strange, her level wasn't like this before. Could it be that the situation brought about a change in her mentality and affected her level?" Old Xun said with a frown.

Uncle Qian heard this and leaned over to whisper, "Master Xun, I heard that she has been practicing at the Qin Association these days, but she mostly quarreled with students in the same room and nearby rooms, and she was not very serious when practicing, and was quite anxious. It is not surprising that she has regressed."

It is true that Situ Yue is talented.

But talent is not permanent. When a person does not cherish it, or even does not work hard to improve it, God will slowly take away your talent. It will not return until the next awakening and hard work.

Practicing the piano is different from other things. It is like rowing against the current. If you don’t move forward, you will fall behind. It is difficult to maintain the same level for many years.

Lin Wu, who was sitting in the center, also heard the conversation between Mr. Xun and Uncle Qian. She only glanced at Situ Yue on the stage, then retracted her gaze to the magazine.

Suddenly, she took out her cell phone, took a photo and sent it to Zheng Qi.

【Send it before 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. 】

Situ Yue on the stage was not concentrating on the performance, but was paying attention to the reactions of the people below.

When Situ Yue saw Mr. Xun and others frowning at her, she panicked and accidentally uttered a wrong note.

Her heart trembled, and she quickly adjusted her state to continue.

However, until the end of the performance, it was just standard and there were no more mistakes. When the music stopped, Situ Yue felt disappointed. She stood up and said calmly, "I'm done." It's okay, it's okay. She was just not in the best condition for a while, but Fang Hanxi was far inferior to her. She was enough to crush her! The director didn't even want to comment. He waved his hand and let Fang Hanxi go on stage.

This made Situ Yue look at the director with resentment, and he lowered his head and walked away reluctantly.

Fang Hanxi was already extremely excited. She quickly went up with her violin in her arms, bowed to everyone, and stuttered a little nervously: "I have thought about what to play for a long time, and I have many songs to choose from. But now, I think of another song, "To Alice". This is the song my father played for my mother to propose to her, and then they had me. I like this song very much, and I also like the violin very much."

Compared to Situ Yue, these words were quite sincere, and the expressions of everyone in Yi were much more relaxed.

Fang Hanxi took a few breaths and prepared to start.

Below the stage, Lin Wu was quickly typing away on the keyboard to reply to Guan Chen’s message. She decided to visit the Lu family tomorrow morning.

Just as the message was sent, Lin Wu suddenly heard a soft and melodious piano sound, which was full of emotion, skill, and rhythm.

She raised her head and looked at Fang Hanxi on the stage.

The other party seemed to be immersed in the music, playing it attentively, as if he was thinking of some beautiful memories, with a smile on his face.

The sound of a person's piano can reflect his or her inner heart.

The eyes of Mr. Xun, Uncle Qian and others gradually brightened.

Situ Yue's face turned pale at one side of the stage, looking extremely ugly.

It can be said that everyone was immersed in Fang Hanxi's performance, and they didn't even react when she finished. She even called out to everyone embarrassedly.

"Good! Fang Hanxi, you've made great progress!"

A teacher clapped happily, and then the others gradually started clapping as well.

Elder Xun nodded in appreciation and stood up with the help of his cane. "I have an impression of you, kid. I remember that when you first joined the Qin Association, you were the worst among the students of the same period. Your foundation was not very good and you were far behind. I didn't expect that you can play so well now. You must have worked hard during this period, right? Not bad, hard work can make up for lack of talent. You are a good seedling."

Upon hearing this, Fang Hanxi's cheeks turned slightly red with excitement, and she bowed repeatedly, feeling a little at a loss as to what to do.

"Mr. Xun, you are so kind! I still have a lot to learn, and I will work harder in the future to become a truly excellent violinist!"

Lin Wu put down his crossed legs, supported himself on the handrail and slowly stood up, saying: "Then, the result is obvious. Fang Hanxi deservedly defeated Situ Yue and can get a place to participate in the competition in R Continent."

Everyone now remembered that there was Situ Yue, and they all looked at her.

Situ Yue took a step back unconsciously, shaking with embarrassment.

She couldn't utter a word, and finally threw the piano away in disbelief, turned around and left.

"Wait."

Lin Wu suddenly spoke.

Situ Yue couldn't pretend anymore, she turned around and glared at Lin Wu: "Lin Wu, don't go too far! Isn't it enough to humiliate me?!"

"Humiliation? How could that be?" Lin Wu seemed to be surprised. He walked past everyone to the front and looked directly at Situ Yue. "Didn't you insist on competing with me before?"

Situ Yue was stunned.

Lin Wu said calmly, "Do you know why you can't find me on the official website of the Qin Association?"

Situ Yue stared at her without saying a word.

Lin Wu glanced sideways at the director.

The director stepped forward with great insight and replied respectfully, "Miss Lin Wu is Master Xun's direct disciple and the next president of the Qin Association designated by Master Xun. Her authority level is only lower than Master Xun. Only Master Xun is qualified to inquire about Miss Lin Wu's information."

When Situ Yue heard this, her whole body began to tremble, and she glared at Lin Wu with eyes as sharp as a knife, capable of cutting a person into pieces.

Lin Wu said calmly, "In other words, you are not qualified to challenge me. However, I am kind-hearted and don't mind giving you a chance. As long as you beat Fang Hanxi, I will reluctantly come down to compete with you. But who would have known that you have degraded yourself in these days and your level has declined to this point. You can't even beat Fang Hanxi, whom you used to look down on the most."

“Lin Wu!!”

Situ Yue's eyes were red as she glared at Lin Wu and almost rushed over. Seeing this, Old Xun and Uncle Qian were a little worried about the safety of Lin Wu, who had just been discharged from the hospital.

Lin Wu remained calm and even flexed his wrist, saying, "You seem very dissatisfied? It's okay, I'm kind after all. I'll give you a chance to recognize yourself."

She raised her eyes and looked directly at Situ Yue, emphasizing each word, "—Recognize how ridiculous the clown is."

After saying that, Lin Wu turned around and went on stage.

(End of this chapter)