Fine, let them see how awesome she was!
Qi Yan didn't believe it. Lu An had been a sickly child since young, and had spent all her time studying Chinese medicine. Where would she have had the time to learn the piano?
Qi Yan wanted to see what kind of song Lu An could play. Would it really be similar to hers?
She curled her lip, and stood quietly on the side.
On the other side, the comments had exploded again in the live stream —
[D*mn, she's actually looking down on it? And she said it herself?]
[Does she know what a 1998 collector's piano means?]
[This isn't something that can be bought with money; it's a status symbol. There are only about 100 people in the world who have this piano, and all of them are top piano geniuses. She's actually looking down on it, and even said so herself?]
Everyone wanted nothing more than to slap "stupid Lu An."
Lu An's fans were really lost for words —
[Didn't you hear our little sister stress that she doesn't use someone else's things so easily?]
[What are you all harping on about? So what if it's a 1998 collector's piano? Who said she absolutely has to use it?]
[Also, when you suspect that someone has plagiarized your mother's song, wouldn't you feel uncomfortable using their things before the matter has been clarified?]
Lu An's fans were really furious.
[Fine, you guys are brainless. Let's see what kind of trash she can produce with that junk!]
The haters were extremely disdainful!
Lu An's fans were too lazy to bother with them.
On the other side, Lu An had already started. Ding~
The first note could be considered a sound test, and it was full and lilting. The live audience was instantly dumbfounded. W- what was going on? Where did that sound come from?
Everyone at the scene as well as in front of the live stream were all dumbfounded.
Had they heard wrong? Did that sound come from Lu An's junk?
How was that possible?
Xu Xuan, the quick-witted host, immediately jumped over with the microphone. "Here! Here!"
His heart couldn't help but pound in excitement!
Xu Xuan stared at Lu An's pile of bizarre things in disbelief.
The sound technicians backstage, as well as viewers who understood music, were all full of admiration: An expert!
Very quickly, everyone heard it very clearly!
That sound wasn't inferior to a piano at all; it even felt like it was more perfect! The sound!
The tune flowed like a clear spring, like a surging lake!
The girl was clearly just tapping around with chopsticks, right?
Everyone was utterly dumbfounded!
The sound technicians had already run out from backstage to observe Lu An up close.
On the side, Xu Xuan felt like he had become redundant. He feebly took away the microphone and walked a little further away to listen quietly on the side.
The girl in white sat cross-legged on the stage. She looked like a graceful goddess and a free spirit!
She had a focused and solemn expression on her face, and a confident and light posture. The pink flower belt at her waist made her look even more like a female warrior, carefree and open. She was tall and slender, sharp like fire but unrestrained like smoke. There was a serene and profound air about her, like something born out of a dream.
After the song ended, everyone remained frozen like statues!
They swallowed secretly, over and over again.
Heavens, what kind of angelic sound was that?!
It did sound a little similar to Qi Yan's song.
Was it the same?
Many people already had perplexed expressions on their faces, and were lost in thought.
On the other side, Qi Yan could no longer keep a straight face!