Chapter 13
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"If she can't play, she should just admit defeat. It's as if she can play so well with the score." Zhu Xiaoqin sneered mercilessly.
"That's right. Some people just don't know their own limits."
"What's the big deal about a primary school award? Linna's award is the most valuable professional award in the country."
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After listening to Zhou Linna's performance, a group of junior sisters who supported her began to mock Gu Weiwei who still wanted to see the score.
"This song is Linna's famous work, so she is naturally familiar with it. It's only fair to let Mu Weiwei read the score and play it." The host suggested.
The music teacher asked a student to find the score for "Flight of the Bumblebee" and didn't forget to comfort her in advance.
"Don't be so stressed. Just do your best."
Anyway, she was only here to serve as a foil for Linna.
"Thank you."
Gu Weiwei took the score and started to read it attentively.
Mu Weiwei hadn't played the piano for a while. Although she knew how to play the piano, she hadn't really played this "Flight of the Bumblebee". She only heard Zhou Linna play it quickly, which wasn't enough to memorize the score.
Fortunately, she always had an amazing memory. She could accurately memorize something after reading it once or twice.
The onlookers outside the classroom saw her flipping through the score for a long time without playing and prepared to leave.
"Forget it. Zhou Linna's performance just now could be called a dazzling performance. Even the students of Di Music can't compare to her. She hasn't even played before, how can she compare?"
"Primary school level and professional level, how can they be compared?"
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However, as soon as they reached the stairs, the melody of "Flight of the Bumblebee" came from the piano classroom again, and it was not inferior to Zhou Linna's performance just now.
So, they all curiously turned back and saw the girl wearing a baseball cap concentrating on playing. The score was put aside and she didn't look at it at all.
In the crowd, there was a baby-faced boy who was watching the fun. He was holding his phone and taking pictures of the young girl who was immersed in playing in the piano classroom. He was taking pictures while muttering.
"Young Master Lv, it was Big Beauty Zhou who played the piano just now. Now, it's your crush. Mu Weiwei must be a monster. She said she didn't know how to play the piano just now, but after listening to it once and reading the music score twice, she started to crush it. That's crazy."
On the other end of the video call came the clear voice of the young man. "Can you shut up?"
Even the ordinary onlookers could tell that Gu Weiwei's playing was obviously better than Zhou Linna's, not to mention the music teachers and hosts who knew the industry. They were so shocked that their eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.
The girl's back was taut, and her slender fingers ran quickly on the piano keys. The naked eye could only see the phantom of her fingers.
If Zhou Linna's performance was close to perfection, then Mu Weiwei's performance was flawless.
Zhou Linna's smile gradually disappeared along with Gu Weiwei's performance. In the end, only anger and coldness remained on her exquisitely made-up face.
After Gu Weiwei finished playing the last note, he looked up and heaved a sigh of relief.
A few girls who were learning piano with Zhou Linna on the side applauded, dumbfounded. Usually, because the teacher favored Zhou Linna, they were relegated to being her sparring partners.
Now that someone had finally stood up and crushed her, they were naturally happy to see it happen.
"This is what you call a f * cking show-off. What the hell was someone playing just now?"
"I calculated the time. She played 16 notes in a second with her fastest hand speed. How many hands does she have?"
"Hehe, who was the one who said that Zhou Linna's masterpiece was superb? She showed off her skills and beat all the other contestants."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Someone wanted to show off with her masterpiece, but she ended up being humiliated."
"Don't you think that the real show is coming up next?" a short-haired girl said with a smile.
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