187. The Hammer Filled with Resentment and Anger!
Just by raising her head, the young woman’s eyes lost their confusion.
Nanaly pulled at the strings.
The thick and solemn sound of the cello flowed gracefully from the piece—
“Whoa.”
Lin Tian was slightly surprised.
“Adjusting so quickly.”
Gan Yan Yu couldn’t help but whisper as well.
Indeed.
Everyone noticed.
Just now, when Nanaly stepped onto the stage, she was clearly nervous and uncertain, her aura far less impressive than usual.
As fellow performers, they were quite aware of such feelings—all could see her unease.
Yet, just by adjusting herself on stage for a bit,
She returned to this level?
Moreover, she had done it in a place like the stage, which can easily make performers blank out.
That’s scary.
Even Lin Tian couldn’t help but sigh.
If only this ability could have been used by Gan Yan Yu earlier. How great would that be?
But rather,
Such an ability to regain confidence so easily must absolutely not belong to ordinary musicians.
It seems more like it was
Baked into her DNA.
A legacy passed down through generations of cello players, an inherent pride that all cellists look up to with admiration!!
Dressed in an elegant ball gown with Nanaly sat at the center of the stage, focused and playing beautifully.
Her music was deep, lyrical, and powerful.
During a variation,
The young woman sharply struck the strings and raised her head.
With auburn hair dancing in the air.
“.”
“How beautiful!”
He Shu Mo couldn’t help saying.
The beauty here didn’t just refer to Christine.
It was about the performance, the stage, and the music—a feast for the senses.
Nanaly was so regal and elegant.
Every light in the venue focused on her; she was the brightest star.
Everyone found it impossible to look away from her.
Simply watching filled one’s heart with admiration, like beholding a masterpiece.
Just moments ago, He Shu Mo thought her aura was off,
But once the music began, it was like watching a completely different person.
In that daze.
This girl—dressed in lolita attire with golden hair shining brighter than ever—
Seemed to truly transform into some royal princess.
Every movement, every note, radiated irresistible charm.
“As expected of a family of cellists,”
Yao Han marveled,
“I’ve never seen such a ‘magnificent’ performance from any other player.”
Perhaps, Yao Han never had a chance to go back in time to 19th century Europe and listen to a performance by Greta Clyden Nanaly seated in a concert hall amidst noble aristocrats.
But now,
Listening to this rendition of ‘Abesse First Brilliant Piece’ by Christine Nanaly—
Yao Han felt a sense of time travel.
However,
Is Nanaly’s music merely flashy?
No!
Under that dazzling surface,
Burned within her was the fiery passion of a young woman.
Nanaly looked at her bow.
Emotion could no longer be contained!
Gan Yan Yu!
I must beat you!
I’m going to beat you right now!
If I win you here, I won’t have to touch this damned cello anymore, I can drop out of school and return home to that distant…
Again and again, the young girl’s mind repeated this thought!
She has no grand dreams.
She doesn’t seek to do anything earth-shattering.
All she wants is to open her own clothing store after graduation.
Sit at the counter, drawing patterns she loves, greeting little girls who come in.
See girls—like her—with shared interests, dress them in dresses she’s designed.
This was the most beautiful vision Nanaly could fathom.
Onstage, Nanaly gripped her bow tightly.
Facing the sea of people,
She channeled all her bitterness, resentment, and despair into the cello, releasing everything!
Her music contained intense emotion, a hammer blow that wasn’t fast but packed immense aggression, striking the stage repeatedly and captivating every audience member’s gaze.
“What incredible emotional influence!”
At the climax, Mao Junfeng in the rest room burst out,
“So what we heard was just the appetizer?”
Even Yun Qiu Qiu, who’d been silently looking at her phone in a corner,
Removed one earphone and stared blankly at the screen.
Seeing Nanaly fully unleash on stage,
Even Lin Tian, who had seen enough,
Was moved.
Wasn’t
You’re actually this good?!
If Yun Qiu Qiu emphasized offensive playing, quick and precise, like a swordsman burning through repeated attacks,
Then Nanaly’s was slow yet profound, like a hammer striking forcefully and accumulating power to fall.
Every release of emotion made hearts pound.
What kind of emotion did that represent?
Lin Tian stared at the screen where Nanaly’s face showed,
That dual-color iris reflecting hope for the future.
That was hope.
But unlike how this meant the end of music for Gan Yan Yu, this hope seemed to point towards something else.
So that’s it.
Remembering when Nanaly had said something strange in the café,
Lin Tian got a hint.
To pick up a bow for a certain future?
Performing to this degree was already quite commendable.
After all, she’s just 19.
Though often ignored because of Gan Yan Yu’s age, in reality, here in the competition, Nanaly was also an inexperienced newcomer.
Lin Tian should have known that.
Regardless of the first media prediction list,
Or the comprehensive strength ranking after the second preliminary round,
Christine Nanaly stood above Yun Qiu Qiu!
Now, Nanaly proved her worth.
Her rankings weren’t watered down at all!
In this edition of the Parrot Zither Cup,
Christine Nanaly ranked top three!
As Nanaly’s music came to an end,
The air in the entire venue grew even more turbulent.
“Yes, exactly like that… fantastic!”
Yao Han on the judges’ bench couldn’t contain his excitement.
Yun Qiu Qiu and Christine Nanaly,
Both had delivered incredibly stunning performances.
Yao Han’s hands trembled on his thighs, feeling his pores breathe,
“More, more! Give me more energy.”
“This is exactly what a Qingjiang Provincial event should be, just like what Master Gan Hua’s hometown, the Parrot Zither Cup semi-final, deserves!”
“If so,”
“This will make the upcoming performances even more intriguing…”
“Lin Tian.”
“Don’t pretend. I know you’re ready.”
“Your turn.”
(End of Chapter)
