Chapter 62 Don't panic, there's still
time The first thing she did was to look at the man she had just had an argument with. He looked at her with a disgusted but calm expression, and it seemed that he didn't know what happened to Mu Wan's piano.
Mu Wan's heartbeat was a little fast. There were a total of twelve people in the finals, and she was ranked sixth. There were three people left before her turn.
A trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes. Could it be that her first competition after rebirth would end in such a miserable way?
Even if the murderer was found afterwards, what would happen? The competition was over.
No, it couldn't end like this.
Mu Wan took out her mobile phone and called Kuang Ye immediately.
After receiving the call, Jingye was a little surprised. "Wanwan, what's wrong? Are you nervous..."
Mu Wan said concisely: "Aye, go home and get me a spare bow. It's in the spare case in the piano room. My bow was broken."
Jingye: "...How many more do you have?"
Mu Wan: "Three."
Jingye: "Don't panic, there's still time."
Mu Wan's originally impatient heart calmed down after hearing this, and she took a deep breath.
"Yes, there's still time."
——
Jingye rushed out of the concert hall as soon as he received the call.
While walking towards the garage, he dialed the internal voice of the ST starting team.
stShen Le: "Hello? Captain?"
Kuang Ye said briefly, "Who of you is free now? Go to this address immediately and help me get the violin case downstairs. Wanwan is in the finals today and her violin bow was broken."
He posted the location of the apartment, the building number and the door password in the group.
The team members who were usually like elementary school students did not make jokes this time, and quickly used the positioning software to check the distance between themselves and the apartment.
In the end, Jiang Yu was the closest and said he would get it right away.
So when Kuang Ye drove to the door of the apartment, Jiang Yu was already waiting on the side of the road with the violin case, saving Kuang Ye the time of going up and down the elevator and in and out of the garage.
He checked the violin case, and after finding that it was correct, he immediately drove back to the First Concert Hall.
"Thank you. I'll treat you guys to dinner when I get back."
"You're so polite!"
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First Concert Hall.
After Chu Xiaoyin's performance, she was anxious and angry when she learned that Mu Wan's strings were broken.
"How could there be such a bad person? We must tell the organizers. Goddess, why don't you use my violin first."
She generously contributed her violin.
But musical instruments are to musicians like kitchen knives are to chefs. If they are not familiar with them, it will greatly affect the performance of their strength.
But Mu Wan did not refuse. Kuang Ye
might not be able to make it in time. She had to make preparations for both situations. She was really determined to take the stage today.
Time passed little by little.
There were only the last three minutes left before Mu Wan's performance.
Just when Chu Xiaoyin was waiting anxiously at the door of the backstage, thinking that the goddess' boyfriend must be too late, Kueye came running from a distance, panting and begging, holding a violin case.
She was immediately surprised: "Goddess, your violin is here."
Mu Wan raised her eyes and saw Kueye standing at the door with sweat all over his head. His face was flushed after intense exercise. He didn't know how long he had been running, and the collar of his shirt was all sweat-stained.
"Wanwan, violin!"
Kueye was a little breathless when he spoke.
Mu Wan's eyes were slightly hot.
The First Concert Hall is at least half an hour's drive away from the apartment.
This does not include the time to go up and down the stairs.
But now it has been less than ten minutes since she made the call.
She walked over to take the violin case, tiptoed and kissed him on the lips.
"Thank you."
Then he went backstage with the violin case in his arms. During the last three minutes of emergency tuning, Kueno stood there, sweating profusely, but with an undisguised smile in his eyes.
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"Contestant No. 12, Mu Wan, will play Paganini's 24 Caprices oP.24."
As the announcer finished his announcement, the stage dimmed, and then the lights came on. Mu Wan, wearing a gorgeous dress, appeared on the stage.
After a simple bow, she placed the violin on her shoulder.
As her arm pulled the bowstring, the passionate sound of the violin rang in the silent concert hall.
Paganini is a well-known master of mystical skills. Each of his famous 24 caprices is a combination of many difficult fingering techniques.
So few people can perform it perfectly on the spot.
This is also the reason why the Paganini Competition requires each contestant to select six pieces to perform.
The judges looked at Mu Wan on the stage and nodded frequently, worthy of being the winner of the three Stern Violin Competitions.
There was only one person.
He looked at Mu Wan playing on the stage with a gloomy face, and the hatred in his eyes almost made his whole face distorted.
——Wang
Lan looked at her beautiful and confident daughter on the stage, and her eyes were filled with tears. It has been a year since she last saw Mu Wan on the stage.
After that incident, Mu Wan locked herself in the room, did not eat or drink for a whole day, and never touched the violin again.
Mu Jianhua's eyes also flashed with moisture. This is the little princess they raised with their hands.
Suddenly, he saw Kuangye sweating profusely, as if he had just finished participating in an 800-meter race.
Questioning: Is the air conditioning in the concert hall turned up so high?
He asked Kuangye if he was feeling unwell.
Kuangye looked at Mu Wan who was still performing on the stage, not sure whether she was willing to let her uncle and aunt intervene in this matter, in order not to ruin their good mood at the moment.
Shaking his head: "Nothing, I just went to get something."
Mu Jianhua didn't think much about it and turned his attention back to the lady on the stage.
Oh, my baby daughter plays the piano so well.