BOSS Transmigrates as a Little Cutie - Chapter 115
The listeners, who felt as if they had completed their lives, could not calm down for a long time and only now began to discuss in detail: “What was that just now?”
“Flowing Water”! It’s “Flowing Water”!”
“Liar, this must be a fake “Flowing Water”. Isn’t “Flowing Water” just a collection of some water sounds? How can there be such emotion? You don’t know that it’s almost like I was watching a person from birth to death. I experienced everything he went through, suffering for him and happy for him. This song shouldn’t be called “Flowing Water”, it should be called “Life”!”
“It’s horrible. That player just now is Xiang Chenjin?”
“Oh no no, dear, you’re wrong, that’s Xiang Chenyu. He’s the one who played “Flowing Water”, and I didn’t even know the real “Flowing Water” was like this before him!”
At this time, the host’s uncontainable high voice in the background reached the audience’s ears because of an accident: “God! This is not scientific! He is just a first-year student of the music conservatory, but he played “Flowing Water” in its entirety! The last one who played Flowing Water was the top violinist Rosef. I’m sure Rosef won’t be able to resist hitting his head against the wall when he hears Xiang Chenyu’s music……”
The unexpected burst of sound made the audience roar with laughter. However, after they finished laughing, they looked at each other and realized what the host had just said……
Damn! Xiang Chenyu is only a little over 18 years old this year, and he actually played the entire “Flowing Water”? They weren’t dreaming, were they?
The Capital Opera House was in an uproar. Both the audience and the judges, and even the rest of the contestants were talking about it. This led directly to the fact that Lin, who came on stage right after Qing Yun, had his music completely unnoticed.
The rest of the dozen or so contestants who followed were not much better off because the shock that the teenager named Xiang Chenyu brought to the audience and the judges was too great, whether it was the soul-shaking “Flowing Water” itself that brought them or the youth who easily played “Flowing Water” and gave the piece its true meaning for the first time.
Outside the Capital Opera House, a black commercial car was parked nearby. A pale man inside the car with an indifferent expression turned off the live broadcast of the music competition on his cell phone and said softly to the driver in front of him, “Let’s go.”
There was no light in his dark eyes, and the whole person looked like he had been drained of life’s hope, looking exceptionally depressed.
But even in such a state, it cannot conceal the danger that emanates from this man’s body. He was like a wounded beast, although showing decline, but also has the same madness to fight back from death.
Perhaps it is not accurate to say that the man is in a state of decline. The man displays a lack of desire as if nothing and no one can arouse his interest.
The bodyguard in the passenger seat turned his head and looked at his boss with a hesitant face: “Boss, do you really not want to bring that violinist here? Your condition is obviously much better when you listen to his music.”
Hearing the bodyguard’s words, Wei Changxiu’s eyes, which were as still as stagnant water, seemed to fluctuate for a moment. However, he still said indifferently, “No need.”
The bodyguard helplessly turned his head. The boss’s bipolar disorder has continued for a long time. He has seen various doctors to no avail, and now even the drugs are gradually losing their effect.
And when Wei Changxiu was in a depressed state, nothing could attract his attention.
When they escorted the boss back today, the originally indifferent him suddenly asked the car to stop. After that, he listened to the beautiful violin sound faintly coming from the opera house, and he even showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth?
This made the bodyguards surprised. They immediately took out their phones, pulling out the live broadcast of the international music conference for Wei Changxiu to watch carefully.
They had tried using music to relieve the boss’s condition. The most famous performer, Rosef, was brought in, but it never gave Wei Changxiu any relief.
Unexpectedly, the boss reacted so vividly when he heard the young man playing on the stage!
Although the boss fell back into depression after the music stopped, it certainly gave them hope. Even though the request to find that teenager was rejected by the boss, the two bodyguards still looked at each other and had their own calculations in mind.
The car slowly started. Wei Changxiu indifferently looked out the window, but his thoughts began to turn.
Wei Changxiu himself was also surprised. Falling into a state of depression, he was never attracted to other things. But……somehow, hearing that burst of music, Wei Changxiu inexplicably felt happy.
Until all the contestants’ performances were finished, the entire audience in the venue was still chattering about the “Flowing Water” that had just been performed. The pop-ups on the live broadcast were also one after another, completely covering up those contestants who were on stage together.
This made Xiang Chenjin, who came out after Qing Yun, unable to be happy. He couldn’t imagine why Xiang Chenyu was able to play the whole “Flowing Water” completely, not only without mistakes but even gave a new feeling to “Flowing Water” like no other person before.
Could it be that Xiang Chenyu has not gone home recently just to practice this piece at school?
Xiang Chenjin couldn’t help but turn his head slightly and look at the young man standing behind everyone, with his head bowed and still looking quiet and gloomy. Xiang Chenjin’s gaze slowly became sharp. No one knows better than him that Xiang Chenyu is half deaf!
Is he going to lose to a deaf person today?
The contest ended, and the host began to announce the scores. All the contestants could not help but tilt their heads and look at the big screen behind them, even though they knew the final result with a shock in their hearts.
After all, with Xiang Chenyu’s “Flowing Water”, their playing was not worth mentioning at all. Even Xiang Chenjin, who had been shining brightly in previously, became dwarfed by Xiang Chenyu today.
The audience below the stage also began to wait eagerly, but they were more looking for Xiang Chenyu’s figure in that group of contestants. When he played on stage, most of them were immersed in the music and did not have another good look at the talented young man who surprised the crowd.
However, it was not easy to find Xiang Chenyu among more than twenty players because they now realized that the young man was really thin and small and also inconspicuously retreated to the end.
Oh my God, he should be brave enough to stand in front and bear the adoring eyes of the people instead of hiding behind all the others!
After all, he managed to play “Flowing Water” at the age of eighteen, which defeated many famous violinists in the music industry.
The judges first commented on the players who did not advance to the top five one by one. When the other judges started to show their sharp tongues, Norad, the judge who gave Qing Yun a zero score earlier, was nervous and kept looking at the big screen.
Finally, the names of the contestants who advanced to the top five were put on the big screen.
However, to everyone’s surprise, Xiang Chenyu’s rating was the lowest among the five, whether it was the judges’ ratings or the audience’s ratings.
Xiang Chenyu advanced to the top five.
Xiang Chenjin looked at his name in first place on the screen and couldn’t help but sigh with relief.
For such a result, even the other contestants who advanced to the top five were very surprised and could not help but look at the judges. Also, the audience was so loud that it could have lifted the roof of the opera house.
“What’s going on? How can it be the fifth?”
“This is not scientific! Xiang Chenyu’s “Flowing Water” is enough to beat many established musicians in the music industry. How come it’s only ranked fifth now?”
On the judging platform, Norad already buried his face into his hands, bearing the angry looks of the judges around him.
Of the ten judges, eight have given Qing Yun ten points, one gave nine points, and Norad gave zero points. God knows how much Norad wanted to change this score, but the staff who reported the score said that the score on each judge’s number plate could not be changed.
That is why the score of Xiang Chenyu was pulled down.
The camera gave a close-up of Xiang Chenyu. On the screen, the teenager looked at the score displayed, and for just a moment, his eyes widened. Water seemed to glisten in his eyes before he lowered his head in silence.
There was no anger to seek justice for himself, no indignant whispers. He just flatly kept his head down and even turned his head to avoid the cameras.
The netizens on the live broadcast have started commenting again.
[Um……my goodness, don’t be so soft, okay?]
[Hehe, is it his fault? I’ll just ask how many people had water in their heads like me and ran out to go to the bathroom during Xiang Chenyu’s performance but were unwilling to let go of the opportunity to score……so they scored a zero before he performed. God knows how devastated I felt when I ran out of the bathroom and heard him play!’
[I also got water in my head……]
[Brain is in the water +1]
[F-ck! At least you guys got to listen, but I really left. Who’s going to tell me what happened at that moment? Why do I always feel like I’m missing out on a billion?]
[Believe me, you’re really missing out by a billion!]
Given that most of the audience left with a low score for Xiang Chenyu’s performance and that none of the audience present had any expectations of him, his audience rating was really low.
[Thank God……we are so unreliable, but he still advanced to the top five. When I think of him almost leaving the competition, I want to find a f-cking tofu to hit my head!]
When commenting on Qing Yun’s performance, the judges expressed their surprise and praise. Norad was at a loss as he explained, “Oh, you must forgive me. I was too arrogant. I really didn’t expect you to play ‘Flowing Water’ in its entirety and to play it like this. It simply turned all my impressions of ‘Flowing Water’ upside down. Your playing made me feel that it should have been like this, that the last piece in Khrutaf’s life should have been in this style, and that he had completed his breakthrough. You presented it to us perfectly, which is the greatest contribution to the music world!”
After that, Norad looked directly at the camera with anger and said, “I also want to condemn this unreasonable scoring rule! Why can’t the judges change the score? Oh no, I think the competition should have a rule that judges are not allowed to score until they have heard the contestants’ performance!”
Netizens were amused by the cute little old man. Still, an equally large portion of them expressed support for his comment that even audience evaluation should be placed after the contestants had finished playing.
If this rule had been in place earlier, they wouldn’t have wanted to bang their heads against the wall with guilt and anger as they do now.
“I have a different opinion from Norad.” The first judge, Turris, who gave Qing Yun a nine, elegantly held the microphone and said to Qing Yun, “Your interpretation was very good and touching. From your performance, you deserve a ten from me. But you forgot that you played a piece by Khrutaf, a man who has always scorned the so-called sentimentalism, so he should not want others to present his music in this way. The piece you played is just your own conjecture.”
Qing Yun looked slowly at Turris. Turris is one of the top violinists in the world and is on par with Rosef. He has a very eccentric personality. Although he belongs to the sentimentalist group, he is harsher than any extreme technical judge. He has a deep prejudice against the technical stream of playing.
In the original direction of this world, it was because of Turris’ harsh evaluation on the stage that made Xiang Chenyu very nervous. Under great mental pressure, Xiang Chenyu not only made mistakes on the stage but also broke the violin strings and gained the ridicule of everyone.
It was only through various efforts that Xiang Chenjin was able to study with Turris as his teacher.
“Mr. Turris, I don’t agree with your words.”
The audience had their attention drawn by the youth’s clear and fresh voice, and they found that this teenager’s voice was almost as beautiful as his music.
And this young man, who seemed unusually quiet, was full of courage when defending his music.
Xiang Chenyu opened his dark eyes and looked firmly at Turris, not feeling at all that he was challenging the musician who stood at the top of the world: “Sir, people are not static. Mr. Khrutaf’s behavior did change after he recovered from his illness in his later years, which can be confirmed in the notes of his relatives. And, Mr. Khrutaf left a final saying: “Skill is the most perfect tool.”
“Everyone thinks he’s simply praising musical techniques, but I think it’s because he’s found the best way to use them. The highest level of skill is for presenting the most passionate emotions.”
As soon as the teenager’s words fell, Turris raised his eyebrows in surprise, and the rest of the judges and the audience applauded from the bottom of their hearts.
After commenting on Xiang Chenyu, the judges’ reactions started to become flat. Even Xiang Chenjin, who was praised by them all initially, only received a few comments from the judges.
Your performance is already very good among your peers, you are doing very well for your age……
These words caused a constant pounding on Xiang Chenjin’s heart, and he couldn’t help but compare it to the comments the judges left for Xiang Chenyu. They simply praised Xiang Chenyu to the skies, and Xiang Chenyu seemed to have returned to the days of old when he was highly praised.
Of course, the most unlucky one was Lin, who came on stage immediately after Xiang Chenyu. No one remembered what he played.
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