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The room suddenly fell silent, as desolate as the earth after a flood.

A faint ringing in everyone's ears still lingered.

Chen Ya got up and picked up the cup of tea he had placed on the piano.

He took his teacup and slowly walked back to his seat.

"Pat-pat, pat, pat..."

His footsteps echoed throughout the room.

No one spoke, and no one applauded.

These people even forgot to breathe.

"Fuck-"

Chen Ya walked to his seat, dragged out his chair, and plopped down in it.

After he sat down, everything was the same as before he stood up; even his expression remained unchanged.

It was as if he had just gone to the toilet or done something trivial.

Everyone in the room stared at him in shock.

"Clap clap clap..."

Lu Ningna led the applause.

She clapped for a while, but no one joined in, so she stopped, feeling a little timid.

Finally, someone started clapping, and then everyone else joined in sparsely.

"You played well," Lu Qingxuan said calmly to Chen Ya.

Lu Liangchen looked at Chen Ya with a strange expression.

He looked at a monster.

Spanning two octaves, the difficulty of the piece he just played was unbelievable to a human.

Either he can stop time, or he has four hands.

Otherwise, how can you explain that he was able to play that piece of music?

This guy is like a monster... no, he's a monster!

The look in his eyes as he looked at Chen Ya had unknowingly become tinged with fear.

He was terrified that Chen Ya would speak to him.

Because talking to him means that everyone will recall what happened before he played the piano.

He used to be arguing that Chen Ya was showing off, but now he wished he could crawl under the table so that no one could see his face.

However, Chen Ya didn't even look at him, as if he didn't exist or didn't care about him at all.

His inner turmoil and inner conflict at this moment made him truly look like a joke.

Lu Qingxuan stared at Chen Ya, her long legs pressed tightly together, her hands placed between her thighs, and said:

“I admit you play very well, but you have a problem.”

Chen Ya looked at her and narrowed his eyes.

"What's the problem?"

“You played JX’s Beethoven,” Lu Qingxuan said calmly. “You shouldn’t have allowed JX’s songs to be played in a place like Fushoutang.”

After she finished speaking, many uncles and elders echoed her.

"Yes, it's a bit inappropriate."

“JX is an enemy of our Lu family.”

Chen Ya looked at Lu Qingxuan, who was holding a teacup and looked harmless.

How did you know which JX song I just played?

Lu Qingxuan paused, somewhat stunned.

"Do you listen to JX often?" Chen Ya asked.

Lu Qingxuan opened her mouth to retort, "I only heard it once, and I have a naturally good memory for music."

"Oh," Chen Ya said.

Lu Qingxuan's face turned even redder. She was even a little angry.

She wanted to say, "What business is it of yours who I listen to?" but she calmed down.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you," Lu Qingxuan said. "I play the violin, and I don't know much about the piano. Let's listen to Teacher Li's evaluation."

"Teacher Li, how did he play?" an older man asked, bowing slightly.

This is also the question Chen Sheng wanted to ask.

He asked in a low voice, "Between him and Liang Chen from earlier, who played better? Teacher Li, please give an objective evaluation."

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Hearing Chen Sheng's words, Lu Qingxuan frowned:

"Uncle, how can you compare him to Lu Liangchen?"

Chen Sheng was taken aback, thinking to himself: As expected...

As expected, Chen Ya is no match for Lu Liangchen. After all, Lu Liangchen is Lu Hongtai's son.

What Lu Qingxuan said next caused his heart and lungs to stop:

"Anyone with ears can tell that what Lu Liangchen just played was not even in the same league as what he played. Your question is simply a waste of time."

Lu Liangchen immediately sat down to the side, feeling utterly ashamed.

Chen Sheng was a little embarrassed. He didn't want to offend Lu Liangchen so inexplicably, so he said cautiously:

"I really think Lu Liangchen played very well; I can't tell the difference."

Lu Qingxuan pressed her forehead and said:

"That just shows you don't have ears. Comparing Lu Liangchen to what he just played is like comparing an elementary school student to a college student. I think anyone with ears and a little basic sensitivity can feel the difference."

Then she added, "I know you don't want to offend Lu Liangchen, but comparing him to what your son just played is an insult to both sides. I advise you to keep quiet."

Lu Liangchen sat to the side, feeling as if a thousand arrows were piercing his heart, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Chen Sheng remained silent.

He had heard before that Lu Qingxuan could infuriate people with her words, and now he had experienced it for himself.

This straightforward girl may seem to lack emotional intelligence, but she's just too lazy to use it on you.

"Alright, alright," Li Siqing said, trying to smooth things over. "Then let me share my thoughts."

Everyone turned to look at Li Siqing.

Seeing the expectant looks from everyone, Li Siqing sighed helplessly.

"Actually, I'm not in a position to comment. I've never heard anyone play this piece like that before. Let me state upfront that I'm not a pianist; I've just collaborated with many pianists, so I have more experience than those outside the profession. My assessment of the difficulty of that piece might be inaccurate, and what I said might seem funny to Chen Ya. Therefore, my opinion may not be correct; it only represents my personal judgment..."

He talked for ages, mostly about layering armor and preparing for spray protection, leaving the people around him completely bewildered and lost.

Is the dignified Li Siqing really this humble when facing a young man?

After finally finishing stacking the nails, he carefully chose his words and said:

"If we're just talking about the feeling, it seems like only Lang Lang has ever given me this kind of shock. No one else in China can play with this kind of feeling."

Everyone found his words absurd.

Only Langlang experienced this kind of shock; no one else has.

Does that mean Chen Ya is the number one person below Langlang?

That's a bit too shameless.

Grandma Yu asked, "If it's 100 points, what score would you give him?"

Li Siqing said, "Of course I'd give it 100 points, but actually I don't really know much about the piano..."

He meant that his piano skills were far inferior to Chen Ya's, and it would be a bit ridiculous for him to give Chen Ya a score.

However, some people interpreted it differently: Li Siqing was not familiar with the piano and might have misjudged the situation; Chen Ya's piano skills might not be as exaggerated as they had just described...

Grandma Yu nodded without offering any comments, and instead said to Lu Qingxuan, "Qingxuan, it's your turn to perform."

Lu Qingxuan nodded, stood up, and picked up the violin that Lu Ningna had just used.

She placed the bow on the strings and said:

"Let me state upfront that my playing level is definitely not as high as Chen Ya's, so please don't have too high expectations of me. However, he is much older than me, and when I reach his age, it's hard to say who will be better or worse."

After saying that, she began to play.

Indeed, as she herself said, her playing level was also very high, but the impact it had on people was far less than that of Chen Ya's performance just now.

The beginning is relatively relaxed, but in the middle, the emotions become more intense and the pace quickens, and in the final part, the pace becomes even faster.

Throughout the entire piece, from beginning to end, her emotions remained high, she made no mistakes, and her technique was outstanding.

Even if she's not as good as Chen Ya, a complete novice in music could tell at a glance that her level is much higher than Lu Ningna's.

After the piece ended, Lu Qingxuan put down her violin, returned to her seat, and waited for Li Siqing's comments.

"Your technique is very mature, and your emotional control is also very good," Li Siqing said. "There's nothing more to say. You're just a perfect student. You will definitely grow into a good violinist in the future."

Grandma Yu patted him on the shoulder and asked, "What score would you give her?"

Li Siqing thought for a moment and said, "85 points."

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Yu's eyes dimmed.

When she heard Lu Qingxuan play, she could clearly feel that although it was very beautiful, it was not as breathtaking as the performance of the mysterious violinist she had heard before.

Li Siqing's decision to give her only 85 points further confirmed her feelings.

She wasn't that mysterious violinist either.

Who could that person be?

"...Great-grandmother, great-grandmother?"

A voice woke her from her thoughts, and she looked up to see Gao Jinliang calling her.

"Great-Grandma, who do you think will be the winner of this competition?"

Looking into Gao Jinliang's eyes, Yu Shuning understood the subtext of his words.

If we only consider acting skills, it's obvious to anyone with eyes that the first place should go to Chen Ya, the child from Lu Ruixiang's family.

There's no need to ask that question.

But the reason Gao Jinliang asked her was because, even though the mysterious violinist had not been found, was the award still to be given to Chen Ya?

If the first place isn't Chen Ya, but Lu Qingxuan, it doesn't matter if Yunshang Jinghua gives it away.

With a professional team in place, as long as things aren't messed up, Yunshang Jinghua media won't be ruined in three months.

What's truly frightening is when someone messes around with things.

Chen Ya is Lu Ruixiang's son, from a collateral branch. He is not usually qualified to have access to the core family business. If he were to take over Yunshang Jinghua, wouldn't that be a huge undertaking?

I'm afraid he'll exploit the situation to the point of exhaustion, damaging the credibility of this media outlet.

In that case, the family would lose another source of income, its influence in the capital would be greatly diminished, and it would slide even faster into the ranks of insignificant aristocratic families.

Grandma Yu frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "Everyone saw the performance just now, and Lu Ruixiang's son performed the best."

Gao Jinliang asked cautiously, "Then, what about the prize you mentioned earlier..."

Grandma Yu said, "The first place winner will get three months of control over Yunshang Jinghua. I will definitely keep my word."

Upon hearing this, several uncles and elders nearby immediately became restless.

"I object!" someone nearby said. "Yun Shang Jing Hua is of great importance; it is currently the family's main source of wealth. How can we just give it away like that?"