Chapter 125 The final winner

anny was really pissed off by Su Youxue.

But on the stage, Bian Yue was calm and composed, not at all affected by the sound of cold water being poured down from the audience. She pressed the piano keys calmly.

Several incoherent piano sounds were heard.

Su Youxue immediately smiled and said meaningfully: "The sound of the piano played by Miss Bian is really unique!"

Behind me, the audience were also laughing.

Only Zhuang Boxi was looking at the stage with a serious expression.

I don’t know if I heard it wrongly, but why does this piano sound so familiar?

The next moment, the originally clear and melodious piano sound suddenly changed and became smooth and passionate.

Everyone was shocked. On the stage, under the sound of Bian Yue's piano, it seemed as if thousands of troops were galloping, with a magnificent momentum.

"What is this song? Why have I never heard it before?"

"But you know what, it's really nice to listen to. And this piece of music sounds more difficult to play than Miss Su's."

The moment Su Youxue heard the exciting piano music, the smile on her face could no longer be maintained. Who was Bian Yue? Why did she know such a difficult piece of music?

And this piece of music, I have been practicing piano for many years, why have I never heard it before?

Su Youxue's fingertips dug into the flesh, causing sharp pain.

She looked at Bian Yue with vicious eyes, full of unwillingness.

Why. Why is this happening?

My piano skills are already top-notch in the country, so why am I still inferior to Bian Yue?

Bian Yue was very focused on playing the piano. She was not affected by the noise from the audience at all and was immersed in her own world.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes and clear face, and was immersed in the light and shadow, like a dream, beautiful as an illusion. But the sound of the piano under her fingers was completely different from her face, moving and exciting.

Zhuang Boqi's face changed drastically and he slowly stood up.

"What happened to Teacher Zhuang? Why did you stand up out of nowhere?"

"Yeah, what's going on?"

Zhuang Boyi's eyes were red as he stared at Bian Yue's figure, his voice trembling: "It's her. It's actually her!"

Zhuang Boqi became famous at a young age. The only time in his life when he did not win the first prize was the piano competition in Milan when he was 17 years old.

At that time, a 9-year-old piano genius emerged and composed a piano piece on the spot that was improvised by the examiner - "The Wave".

In that competition, Zhuang Boxi only took second place. As for who the child prodigy who took first place was, no one knew.

It is said that the eldest daughter decided to participate in the competition on a whim. She is not a professional and does not intend to pursue a career in art.

For many years afterwards, Zhuang Boqi was still brooding over this incident and wanted to find the little prodigy.

But I didn't expect that by some strange coincidence, we would meet today.

Zhuang Boqi stood there, staring blankly at Bian Yue on the stage. He felt that her whole body was glowing, so dazzling that it was unspeakable.

He couldn't calm down for a long time, and even the audience around him began to feel strange.

Bian Yue on the stage pressed the last piano key, and slowly stood up amid the equally enthusiastic applause from the crowd. Su Youxue sat motionless, looking at Bian Yue coldly, and could no longer pretend to be calm for the last time.

She sneered, and her eyes turned red when she looked at Bian Yue.

The applause around them died down, and Su Youxue slowly said, "Boss Bian is really shocking. You just pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger in front of me. Do you think you are very smart?"

"I never said that I can't play the piano. Even the idea of ​​our piano competition was suggested by you! Su Youxue, what right do you have to accuse me of pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?" Bian Yue's indifferent counterattack made Su Youxue's face even uglier.

She clenched her fists and said coldly, "Don't think you can beat me just by playing an obscure piano piece! Teacher Zhuang is right behind us, he will give the most fair judgment!"

Bian Yue's eyes were calm. She held the microphone tightly in her hand and said slowly, "Then please let Mr. Zhuang judge."

Zhuang Boqi stared at Bian Yue, his heart restless for a long time. He spoke with restraint and a heavy voice: "I personally taught Su Youxue this piece of "Bell Fantasy". Now I hear that the style is also mature and there is no flaw."

Everyone was in an uproar, and they all looked at Su Youxue with admiration.

Su Youxue looked at Bian Yue proudly with confident eyes.

"I said, although the lady on the stage played very well, a piece as difficult as 'The Grand Fantasy of the Bells' should be better."

"Mr. Zhuang is a master in the piano world. Since he said so, there must be no problem."

Bian Yue was calm, staring at Zhuang Boqi, and said calmly: "Mr. Zhuang hasn't said anything yet, how do you think I played this piece?"

Zhuang Boxi frowned, took off his mask, revealing his sickly and pale face, which was in line with the world's imagination of a musician.

At this moment, he looked at Bian Yue, his eyes flashing with complex and intense light, and he said: "You play very well. Better than Su Youxue."

"Teacher Zhuang," Su Youxue turned her head in disbelief and looked at Zhuang Boyi. She clenched her fists, angry and aggrieved, "What did you say? What makes you say that Bian Yue is better than me?"

The people who had just been saying that Su Youxue was better suddenly fell silent, and the scene was dead silent.

Wang Dan'an originally thought he had victory in his grasp, but now the situation has reversed and his expression is gloomy.

"Your name is Bian Yue?" Only Zhuang Boyi was not affected. He keenly grasped the information and his eyes were filled with urgency. "Did you participate in a piano competition when you were a child?"

Bian Yue frowned, and although she was puzzled, she still answered truthfully, "When I was a child, I participated in a piano competition in Milan. I played this piano piece at that time. I also gave it a name, called "Waves"."

Zhuang Boqi could not hide his excitement and tried to walk towards the stage in full view of everyone.

Su Youxue couldn't stand it any longer and stopped him, her voice trembling with anger, "Teacher Zhuang, I invited you here! How could you..."

Wang Dan'an stood up and coughed towards the people watching the excitement behind him. He said in a serious tone, "Okay, everyone, please go out first."

The crowd was still not satisfied and went out in twos and threes.

There were only a few people left at the scene.

Anny helped Bian Yue down from the stage, her face full of joy, "Boss Bian, I never thought you were an artist when you were a child."

Zhuang Boqi's gaze was fixed on Bian Yue, without blinking.

Su Youxue looked at Wang Dan'an, and both of them had slightly gloomy expressions.

"Bian Yue, I want to talk to you, do you have time?" Zhuang Boyi said anxiously, "If possible, I hope we can play together."

"Teacher Zhuang," Su Youxue's expression almost lost control, "Why?"

When she said this, she pursed her lips and stopped talking after receiving a look from Wang Dan'an.

Bian Yue spoke calmly, with a sense of distance: "Mr. Zhuang, thank you for your fair judgment just now, but I am not from the art circle. Regarding the ensemble, I can only say thank you for your kindness."