Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 144 Divine Comedy

Chapter 144: Chapter 144 Divine Comedy

Lou Ting happened to return at that moment, not knowing where she had been off having fun for so long.

She ran into Ruan Yingtong just as she was leaving the house, raising an eyebrow, "Your turn, huh?"

"Pretty soon. Just getting ready for the celebration party," Ruan Yingtong said, stepping out in high heels, leaving behind a back full of confidence.

Sun Hong: "..."

She had meant to encourage her to have a little confidence, but not this much!

She hadn’t even performed yet, and she was already telling people to prepare the celebration party, if other contestants overheard this, they might well laugh at her.

"Got it. How many tables?" Lou Ting leaned against the doorframe, grinning nonchalantly.

"Well, I guess several dozen tables at least."

Ruan Yingtong’s melodious voice floated into Lou Ting’s ears, prompting him to snort with laughter— the young girl sure was confident.

Sun Hong was a bit thrown off by her words; she wasn’t sure if it was she who had forgotten how to walk or if she was floating on air.

Ruan Yingtong was waiting backstage when contestant number 34 ran offstage in tears, nearly knocking her phone to the ground. Sun Hong was somewhat confused.

Sun Hong looked at Ruan Yingtong wearing earphones and spoke helplessly, "That person plagiarized someone else’s piece, got caught, and wouldn’t admit it. A few sharp words from Master Yao Nan reduced them to this state."

"So did you bring someone else’s piece, or is it one you composed yourself?"

Ruan Yingtong continued listening to music through her earphones, "One I composed."

Sun Hong gave her a look, feeling relieved that it was her own composition. Even something as simple as "Two Tigers" would do, just so long as it wasn’t plagiarism.

"It’s your turn, hurry up and go on stage. Perform well, your fans are watching in the live stream," Sun Hong said, cheering her on.

Upon hearing about her fans, Ruan Yingtong’s lax expression focused, and she handed her phone and earphones to Sun Hong before going onstage.

Sun Hong frowned, feeling like she must have forgotten something. It dawned on her that her artist didn’t have a score when she saw contestant number 35 passing by with the sheet music!

Where was the score?!

She went on stage without it?!

It seemed she came empty-handed and hadn’t brought anything, so what was she going to play?

Play thin air?

Sun Hong was going crazy; how could she forget something so crucial? If Ruan Yingtong couldn’t play or stumbled through her performance, the live stream audience would be rolling with laughter!

At that point, it wouldn’t just be the haters, but even the passersby would be cursing her out!

So many pianists were working their tails off to get into the Piano Association. Her entering the finals like this would inevitably lead to suspicion that she had relied on connections.

And as she was a celebrity, the scrutiny would surely intensify tenfold.

Sun Hong was frantic and wanted to rush onstage to pull her down, but the staff stopped her.

Ruan Yingtong had already gone onstage, there was no turning back.

"Good evening, judges. I’m contestant number 36, Ruan Yingtong. The piece I’m going to play is one I’ve composed myself, titled ’Sleep’."

Hearing she would be playing ’Sleep,’ the judges couldn’t help but show strange expressions, as they had never heard this title before.

Her opening notes were understated, yet they strummed the heartstrings. Her technique was visibly skilled, evidence of solid fundamentals.

While the tune was soft, the whole piece carried a grand tone. After listening for a while, it was actually somewhat soporific, inducing sleepiness.

Without a score, she played very smoothly, interspersing her own flair into the music, rendering it an emotional performance.

Sun Hong went from initial concern to shock, and now to drowsiness, just like everyone at work who heard the piano music, down to the audience watching the live stream—if they were listening attentively, they were nearly falling asleep.

Finally, when the piece ended, she played a few high notes to wake the audience—after all, if everyone fell asleep, who would score her performance.

Everyone was jolted awake by the final notes, too stunned to utter a word!

[Goodness! That’s the most soothing lullaby I’ve ever heard!]

[This "Sleep" can rival sleeping pills, ah. No more sleeping pills for me when I have insomnia, I’ll just listen to this tune instead! Healthy and saves money!]

[If she hadn’t played the last few notes I really would have fallen asleep, wuwuwu! Too impressive! What kind of divine tune is this?]

[Wasn’t this tune published online? Just now, she said it’s her own composition.]

[It’s true, I’ve heard this tune online, just a short clip. When I couldn’t sleep, I repeatedly listened to that short piece and then I fell asleep. But the person who published the tune was anonymous, and they have many tunes in their posts. They are all very nice to listen to, everyone can go check them out.]

[What’s it called? Let’s go search for it.]

[It’s called Zuo’er Youyuan.]

The barrage in the live broadcast room all ran off to Weibo to search for Zuo’er Youyuan.

Most were only half a minute to a minute long recordings, the sound quality very clear, each tune could be called a divine composition, touching to all who listened.

But these tunes had no names, which made it difficult for them to guess at the time.

[So is this tune really composed by her, or could it be plagiarism?]

[Watch your words, our Yingtao would never plagiarize. That Zuo’er Youyuan only has recordings from half a minute to a minute long, and my Yingtao just played for a full eight minutes!]

[This person is also a celebrity, I heard she came from an impoverished village. You can’t play such a tune without over a decade of experience, let alone create it yourself.]

[What do you mean by that, as if you doubt that Yingtao composed it herself!]

...

In just a minute, the live broadcast room erupted into chaos.

However, those on the scene were quite composed; Sun Hong pinched herself hard, feeling as if she were dreaming. Even as an outsider, she thought the tune was played beautifully.

Stabilized.

She hadn’t expected that her artist had such piano skills; her previous worries were unnecessary!

Ruan Yingtong stood in front of the judges, waiting for their scores.

"Is this tune your own creation?" Master Yao Nan furrowed his brows and stared at her with a pair of vigorous old eyes, exuding an intimidating presence.

"Mmm." Ruan Yingtong replied softly.

Yao Nan asked again, his voice carrying a pressing tone, "There’s a short clip of this tune online, did you publish it?"

"I have posted quite a few audios online, all of them are my own compositions, my Weibo handle is Zuo’er Youyuan."

Facing Yao Nan’s questioning, she straightened her back, answering his questions calmly and composedly.

"If you don’t believe me, I can show you the account."

At the time, she thought naming things was troublesome, so she just split her surname, hence Zuo’er Youyuan is the character "Ruan".

The live broadcast room’s barrage exploded once again.

[Combined, Zuo’er Youyuan forms the character "Ruan," right?]

[Holy cow! You guys are so smart to figure that out!]

[Yingtao’s surname is Ruan, what other proof do we need, it’s 100% certain the tunes were created by her.]

[Aah! What kind of star did I even become a fan of, Yingtao is so amazing!]

[Divine tune! Mom will never have to worry about me not being able to sleep again!]

Master Yao Nan’s expression softened; indeed the online composer’s nickname was Zuo’er Youyuan.

Just a moment ago, number 34 was accused of plagiarizing Zuo’er Youyuan’s tune and claimed to be Zuo’er Youyuan himself, but after relentless questioning, he revealed his lie.

The one before him, however, was forthright and didn’t seem to be lying. Moreover, the "Sleep" she played lasted eight minutes, and the melodies were unrepeated, rich in emotion and skill. If she could provide evidence to prove she was indeed Zuo’er Youyuan, he would not question her any further.