Sheng Yi's performance was very successful and stable.

The judges showed recognition and appreciation for her in their eyes.

Sheng Yi stood up, holding the violin in her hand, and squatted slightly to salute gracefully. She kept remembering that the assistant had said before she went on stage that Mr. Luo Ang was also present, so she looked towards the audience seats with a purpose.

Sure enough, she saw Mr. Rohan in the front row.

Sheng Yi pursed her lips and smiled at him.

The latter nodded slightly in response to Sheng Yi's goodwill.

Although this was just a polite gesture and not very warm, it was already a difficult thing for Mr. Luo Ang, who was aloof by nature.

Even after Sheng Yi stepped down from the stage, the assistant said excitedly: "Xiao Yi, I told you that Mr. Luo Ang noticed you! Your performance was really great. Didn't you see the worried expressions of the contestants in front of you after you came on stage? In my opinion, the gold medal really belongs to you!"

Sheng Yi was proud in his heart, but his expression did not show it. He spoke modestly: "Don't talk nonsense. It's not good for others to hear. The competition is not over yet. There is still one contestant behind."

The assistant said, "No more."

Sheng Yi: “What?”

The assistant covered her mouth with her hand and whispered in Sheng Yi's ear, "I went backstage to inquire about this. That contestant is unlikely to come. Even if she does come, her lateness will leave a bad impression on the judges. She will never get a higher score than you, Xiao Yi."

As the assistant said.

After the announcement of "Contestant 33, please come on stage to perform" was repeated for the third time, no one saw the contestant himself come on stage.

The judges tilted their heads to each other and talked in low voices.

The audience in the auditorium also looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

"What's going on?"

"Are you planning to give up the game?"

"Maybe. After all, the contestant Sheng Yi in front is so strong."

“…”

Li Yinghui and Xu Ting who were sitting in the back row also looked over curiously.

Just as the discussion was spreading.

All the lights on the stage suddenly went out, and the entire stage became pitch black.

A melodious and deep piano sound was heard.

The sound was like a winding stream, gentle and slowly pouring into everyone's ears.

Everyone at the scene fell silent, and subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

But I saw nothing.

The stage is dark.

You can't see who is playing or how they are playing.

Only the piano music continued.

Then the sound of the piano became as if it had substance.

It begins as gentle as water, as if telling the beginning of a story.

then.

It becomes warm and compact, making people unable to help but follow its emotions and then enter the story.

Unconsciously, everyone was immersed in it, and it seemed as if the whole world was quiet in their ears, and only the endless life contained in the piano music could be heard.

Who is it?

Which contestant was able to produce such charming piano sound? I didn’t see any introduction of “him” in the contestant’s manual.

This can't help but make people curious.

At that time.

No one noticed that the moment the piano music sounded, Mr. Luo Ang in the front seat sat up straight, his eyes suddenly lit up as if he recognized something.

at the same time.

"Xiao Yi, where are you going?!"

Sheng Yi, who was originally sitting in the backstage lounge watching the live broadcast, suddenly looked very ugly. She stood up from the sofa and rushed towards the stage. The assistant couldn't stop her.

Sheng Yi was completely shocked and disbelieving.

This piano sound...

This piano sound——

In order to surpass Sheng Yuan one day, Sheng Yi had listened to the pieces Sheng Yuan had played over and over again, whether he was practicing or in his free time. He had even memorized Sheng Yuan's playing habits by heart.

Won't.

Absolutely not.

Didn't that person want to vomit when he saw the piano? Didn't his hand get bitten so that he could no longer play the piano? Sheng Yi didn't believe it.

The piano music in her ears seemed to turn into spells and blades under her feet. She ignored her image as a lady, grabbed the hem of her skirt, and walked forward step by step hurriedly and tormentedly.

She wanted to see it with her own eyes.

Sheng Yi stared at the direction of the stage.

finally.

The piano music reached its final climax.

Just like waves coming one after another, the one when it reaches its highest is also the most thrilling one.

The center stage.

A beam of light shone down.

A soft halo was cast around the girl sitting on the piano stool.

She had a simple flower-bud hairstyle, revealing her slender neck, and wore an elegant petal dress.

Holding a bow.

The other hand holds the cello.

The slender white fingertips danced flexibly on the strings.

She sometimes lowered her eyes and sometimes closed them.

The look when she was so focused and calm that the whole world seemed to be focused on the piano in her hands - just like back then.

Some people seem to be born this way.

Even if you leave you will still be remembered, and once you come back you will be the center of attention.

Almost the moment Sheng Yuan appeared on the stage, more than a dozen judges on the judges' panel were surprised and delighted. They all stood up and looked sideways to see clearly whether the person on the stage was Sheng Yuan.

Is she the girl who once played the cello with genius?

"It's Sheng Yuan."

"It's really Sheng Yuan!"

To this day.

Everyone thought that there would be no chance to see Sheng Yuan appear on stage again.

My mood at the moment.

It can only be described as an overwhelming surge of emotion.

The atmosphere at the scene became heated for a while.

Back row.

Xu Ting also shook Li Yinghui's arm excitedly.

"Yinghui, look, look quickly, this is the talented violinist girl I just told you about. This ticket is so worth it, I must stay here as a souvenir!"

Li Yinghui seemed to be in a trance, and stammered: "...Xiaoting, who do you say she is?"

Without waiting for his friend Xu Ting to answer.

The piano music ended.

Under the expectant and excited gazes of the crowd, the girl held the piano and bowed her neck slightly towards the audience. The clear and ethereal sound reverberated in the concert hall.

"The 33rd contestant, Sheng Yuan."

Xu Ting said: "She is Sheng Yuan, a girl who has been excellent since childhood and a true gifted girl."

Li Yinghui was speechless for a long time.

She stared at the girl on the stage in a daze, and had no way of connecting her impression of the uneducated bad student with the shining girl in front of her.

It turned out that the person that her friends praised so highly was actually Sheng Yuan.

Xu Ting joked, "She is exactly the prototype of the beautiful, strong and miserable heroine in TV dramas. Her family was killed in an accident. Her parents loved her very much."

"Her father was once the chairman of Sheng's Real Estate. When she was born, Chairman Sheng set up a charity fund in his daughter's name and donated money to many schools."

"Oh, right," Xu Ting turned around and looked at Li Yinghui, "One of those schools was your Qingfeng No. 1 Middle School. Remember? Qingfeng was facing closure at that time."

"If it weren't for Chairman Sheng's donation, there would be no Qingfeng No. 1 Middle School today."