"Dahua is questioning the meaning of life..."
"Hahahaha, I could laugh at Henry's expression for a year!"
"Everyone, I'm listening to this on my knees..."
"This was really improvised? He wrote this piece? Amazing!"
"So this is what it feels like for the Butterfly Lovers to transform into butterflies in 'The Butterfly Lovers'..."
"Help! Wang Yueheng's violin playing is absolutely stunning!"
"From today onwards, I am a fan of Teacher Wang's violin!"
"Who said Teacher Wang can only sing? Come out and take your punishment!"
"The true master of hidden skills!"
"I hereby announce that the title of Violin King of Mushroom House has changed hands!"
"Dahua: In the end, I made a mistake in trusting you..."
"It's over? I haven't had enough!"
"Holy crap! That's it? I'm begging Heng Ge to do it a million more times!"...
...
"Clap clap clap!"
Next to the stove in the courtyard.
Teacher He was the first to come to his senses.
His eyes were bloodshot as he took a deep breath and clapped his hands vigorously!
"Great! Great! That's wonderful!"
"Yue Heng! This...this is simply masterful! This piece...is so moving!"
His voice was filled with excitement and a barely perceptible sob.
Teacher Huang Lei also seemed to wake up from a dream.
Then he slapped his thigh hard, "Ouch, my braised pork!"
He then remembered the food on the stove and quickly turned around to try and salvage it, but he kept muttering:
"Amazing! Absolutely amazing! Yue Heng, you've been hiding this well! That violin playing has completely captivated me and Teacher He!"
"This original composition? 'The Butterfly Lovers'? 'Transformation into Butterflies'? You're truly a talent!"
"Even Dahua has to step aside for this level. Only my old friend Lü Siqing has the ability to compete with you!"
Huang Lei frantically stir-fried the slightly charred braised pork.
On the one hand, they generously offered the highest praise.
"Personally certified by Teacher He—Master Level!"
"Teacher Huang's braised pork almost burned! Hilarious!"
"That violinist Lü Siqing, a hall-of-fame figure in China? She certainly could come and have a go with Wang Yueheng!"
"I see Dahua is so helpless! Hahahaha..."
Upon hearing Huang Lei and Teacher He give Wang Yueheng such high praise, the live stream chat seemed to awaken and surged forth.
"Clap clap clap clap!"
A wave of enthusiastic applause erupted in the courtyard, like a belated tide.
"Teacher Yue Heng! You're amazing! It sounded so good!"
Zhao Ying, who originally wanted to help Wang Yueheng out of the predicament, clapped enthusiastically, her face flushed with excitement.
Mo Zixue also clapped, her eyes shining brightly as she looked at Wang Yueheng.
Liu Huaxian finally closed his jaw, which had dropped in astonishment.
He stepped forward.
There was no jealousy on her face.
I felt nothing but admiration and a slight sense of defeat.
Silently, she took her violin back from Wang Yueheng and put it back in its case.
Then the singer suddenly turned around, his eyes shining with sincerity, and bowed to Wang Yueheng: "Teacher Yueheng, I apologize for my rudeness just now. From now on, you are the principal violinist of Mushroom House! I will accompany you!"
"You flatter me. I just came to such a wonderful place as the Mushroom House and had a sudden burst of inspiration while breathing in the fresh air of the countryside."
"We can learn from each other and exchange ideas when we have the opportunity in the future."
"Teacher Huang Lei, is the meat almost ready? I'm getting a little hungry..."
Faced with Liu Huaxian's heartfelt admiration, Wang Yueheng simply smiled modestly.
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