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Tsubaki and Wataru in the distance did not stop after seeing this scene.

They also want to make some changes in the public life.

It seems like a good opportunity too.

Stumbling and breaking into the venue, the tense atmosphere has gathered.

“Did Eleventh get the Encouragement Award last year?”

“Can the kid bounce it off properly?”

“The chairman of the review committee is that Kazama-sensei!”

“I’m so nervous! Is there anything we can do to alleviate this? ”

Step into it.

What can be seen are celebrities from all sides.

The characters were all watching intently.

Everything in the venue made Arima Gongsheng, who had already mustered up courage, experience that fear again.

That nervousness.

Change never happens overnight, and not just one thought is enough to change.

The shadow from his seriously ill mother had made him tremble.

At this moment, the voice still rings in my ears.

“This is your workplace!”

She used to say that.

When you enter the auditorium, you can clearly feel the dry air and the smell of dust.

Everything here is still so familiar.

Even many people around him recognized him in an instant.

“That’s not… Got a horse? ”

“Is there a horse boy? The one who plays the piano…”

“It’s the youngest winner of the Colored Wood Competition.”

“Didn’t go abroad? Why did you come to the violin department? ”

The words of others, the past of telling.

All of this is as if a heavy weight is coming at you.

Such a terrible feeling and emotion had already made him a little breathless.

“The world of classical music is so small.”

Tsubaki said helplessly.

“You’re hiding it from me on purpose, aren’t you? In order for me to listen to her play. ”

Gongsheng said angrily.

Clearly, he was the one who was kept in the dark.

Xiao Tsubaki’s mind is simple, and he doesn’t know how to answer the question for a while at this time.

“Because… Gongsheng… If I knew, I wouldn’t have come, would I? ”

“That’s why I’m trying my best to hide it from you.”

There was a helpless look on her face.

Gongsheng didn’t say anything, just looked ahead.

Tsubaki also felt something from it.

She wanted to hear the familiar sound of practice in the evening.

However, looking at the way you look in front of you, there should be no hope, right?

“Sure enough… Still hate the piano? ”

There was a look of loneliness in her eyes.

This feeling was finally awakened by the opening.

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Beethoven’s Violin Sonata, No. 9 [Croce].

This familiar tune, even if you haven’t been to the concert for a long time, will make you feel uneasy.

As always, it still seems that it can’t be changed compared to before.

Nervousness, even sitting in the audience, can resonate.

Finally, the girl of fate walked onto the stage.

She was wearing a long white dress with pale blue stars at the neck.

The long pale yellow hair fell loosely, and the exposed snow-white arms complemented each other.

She held the violin and strings in one hand, and her red heels rattled.

It’s just this slow walk, which is enough to amaze everyone.

At this moment, she is like a knight who is about to go to the battlefield, and she is also like a queen who is high above.

Walk to the front of the stage.

The queen was more nervous than anyone else.

Because this time, she wants to pass that mood on to someone.

It’s in this venue, it’s here.

Still, I was very nervous.

She took a deep breath and began to pray for the voice in her heart.

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There was a moment of silence, and she was ready.

Gently audition past.

A tune played, and the determined eyes slowly opened.

It was a melodious tune, like a soft murmur, like a breeze, sending everyone to that mysterious place.

At this moment, everyone present felt an unprecedented feeling.

It’s no longer the monotonous repetition of the past, nor is it the harshness of making mistakes.

The soft music is like the tenderness and affection of the goddess of the wind.

All the audience present, as well as the judges in charge, also heard everything.

It’s not just different, it’s a unique rhythm.

Listeners in the live music scene have been confused.

It’s the same track, but it feels like that.

“It’s… The same specific track, right? ”

Countless listeners watched, and their eyes were full of incredulity.

Even Tsubaki, who doesn’t understand music, and Wataru, who is sleepy, now feel the part of it.

When Gongsheng heard the track, it was difficult for him to hide his shock when he was familiar with it.

There is no doubt that this is the designated track [Kroce].

But….

Both the speed and rhythm of the performance are different from the standard.

As a judge of the committee, Kazama can’t hold back his heart.

“It’s nothing short of provoking the composer!!”

He was so angry.

It’s not just that her performance doesn’t follow the rules, but because this non-disciplined performance is so pleasant.

Genius?

Maybe that’s it.

It’s the same [Croce], but this piece no longer belongs to Beethoven.

This tune… No doubt… It’s her stuff….