Chapter 422 - Anger You Anger You
Chapter 422: Anger You Anger You
Little Nocturne’s fans were mostly music lovers so they could easily distinguish the different sounds of the three instruments.
Piano, violin, cello.
Combined together, it was like the performance of a small orchestra.
The improvisation of the violin was spontaneous and natural; the cello was apt and tacit; the addition of the piano enhanced the timbre and, like icing on the cake, pushed the climax of this ensemble to the peak!
…
In the music room, Jiang closed her eyes and devoted herself to the performance.
In no time, she ended her improvisation and skillfully transitioned to the last movement of the Spring Overture. The light and deft sound, which was full of the beautiful aura of spring, slowly and gently struck the softest corners of the human heart.
When the last note settled down.
The violin, cello and piano came to a clean close at the same time!
It was as if someone had pressed the mute button and everything fell silent.
“…”
The pop-up comments were also gone as if they had been cleared.
However, a few seconds later, the screen was covered in comments again.
—— [Did Goddess Nuwa create me to be a filler and make up the number?]
—— [I… *cactus* *cactus* Was there really no rehearsal, just improvisation?]
—— [After three years of learning to play the violin, I still sound like I’m sawing mood when I play some new tunes from time to time. I still can’t remember the score, and these two ladies are like human notation machines?]
…
The long-awaited ensemble this time could be said to be excellent. Panting slightly, Jiang Jiujiu looked at Xiang Yi.
Xiang Yi was still staring at her and clapping. “You’re impressive.”
Jiang Jiujiu suddenly felt like crying.
As a gifted child, she had taken a shortcut in learning the violin compared to ordinary people.
However, even geniuses, too, have to work hard to beat other geniuses.
Over the past decade or so of learning the violin, she often developed calluses and blood blisters on her fingers. Even her parents and teachers would chide her.
Only Xiang Yi was different.
She would always gently encourage her.
“You…you’re not too bad.” Jiang Jiujiu said arrogantly, “You must not have played for a long time, your skills are far worse than before!”
“I’m too busy…”
“Excuses! It’s all excuses!”
‘She’s clearly more talented than me but she just had to go be a cook…’ Jiang Jiujiu expected better from Xiang Yi.
“Do you want to consider joining the Orpheus Orchestra?”
The haters were pleased to hear that.
—— [Is Orpheus Orchestra an orchestra that you can join just because you want to?]
—— [Okay, I admit she can play the cello, but does Orpheus Orchestra want her?]
—— [Don’t insult the Orpheus Orchestra, it’s a sacred place for young performers which is not to be dirtied by people like Vase Fairy!]
…
The pop-up comments ups were full of discussion, but the reality was that Xiang Yi’s expression was indifferent.
She shook her head and said, “Jiujiu, I want to do what I like to do.”
She didn’t need fame or fortune, nor did she care about the applause and denigration.
She had once lost everything so she knew what was most precious.
Jiang Jiujiu pursed her lips, feeling a little upset but she made up her mind to respect Xiang Yi’s decision.
She pushed Xiang Yi towards the outside of the room and said, “Go out first, I want to be alone for a while!”
Xiang Yi was a little confused but she nodded and did as she was told.
She closed the door. The soundproofing effects of the room was excellent and Jiang Jiujiu was fearless.
She moved her head closer to the camera and said fiercely, “Orpheus invited Xiang Yi to join them back when she was 15 years old!”
“If you don’t need your eyes, you can donate them to those that need them!”
“My best friend is just that excellent! She’s going to anger you! Anger you!”