After Reborn, I Became the Bigshots' Beloved novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95: Chapter 95: Slap in the Face: Dimensional Reduction Strike (Part 2)

What’s called a dimensional strike.

If Lu Qianrou’s piece just now was considered splendid by everyone.

Then Lu Sheng’s piece can only be described as shocking and incomparable.

This is not merely a question of whether one’s piano performance skills are superb.

The whole song is like telling a story with movements, progressing with the leaping of notes, unfolding the scroll of history before everyone.

—Above the Wasteland.

What is Above the Wasteland?

Even though China today stands proudly at the summit of the world, having reclaimed its voice, no Chinese person could forget the humiliating history that occurred less than a century ago when our motherland was invaded, trampled, pillaged, and insulted.

That humiliation is etched into the bloodline of every Chinese person, and this piece named "Above the Wasteland" suddenly awakened the memories sealed within everyone’s blood.

Striving, uplifting, fighting, ascending.

Above the Wasteland represents an indomitable hope.

Lu Qianrou’s piece depicted the tender love and attachment between lovers, while Lu Sheng’s depicted a sweeping landscape and the rebuilding of a nation and home.

It was already a level above in terms of scope and intent.

Not to mention the impeccable technique and performance.

The single tear that the girl shed after finishing her performance resonated in everyone’s heart, making everyone’s heart tremble with it.

The barrage in the live broadcast room paused for a moment.

The ridicules and wait-for-a-laugh comments that were there before vanished at the first bar of the music.

No distinction between professionals and amateurs was needed; anyone with a normal hearing could tell how strong the girl’s piano playing was.

There was simply no comparison with others.

Some even felt that her performance could hold its own against Master Osborne’s live performance.

Even more so, it had the authenticity and passion unique to youth.

Because of youth, because of representing a new life force, tears welled up in the eyes.

A true, dimensional strike.

At this moment, no one in the barrage was mentioning the rumors about the girl sleeping with old men from the organizing committee for the sake of competition eligibility.

With such piano skills, it wouldn’t have been too much if Master Osborne himself had written an invitation letter for the girl.

Was there a need to sell her body for qualifications?

Li Muchen took a deep breath below the stage.

At this point, he knew why, when the girl saw the vicious comments on Weibo that day and asked if she needed him to do anything, she said there was no need, that she was clear about it in her heart.

She did need him to use any tactics or connections, and she didn’t need any explanations or defensiveness.

Ability was the best proof.

Brutally slapping the face of all the trolls.

In the audience, Lu Qianrou’s lips trembled, shaking her head in disbelief, murmuring: "How is this possible... how is this possible..."

Jiang Ting and Jiang Yusheng were also struck by lightning, unable to recover their senses.

In stark contrast was Lu Youye, standing on the other side below the stage.

"My Shengsheng wah wah... truly deserves to be my sister! So impressive!"

Lu Youye, with tears at the corners of his eyes from the performance, was excited like a Husky, almost jumping up, wanting to rush to the stage to give Lu Sheng flowers.

He was pulled back by the expressionless Lu Siyan grabbing his collar, speaking with some speechlessness: "... You think this is a concert? Calm down a bit."

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