The Daughter of the Enchanted in the Modern Age

Chapter 207

[Can't be? Didn't Xia Wanyuan only know how to play the zither? How could he enter the World Music Competition? ]

[How's what? What's wrong with the sitar? This is the culture of our country, okay? It's not worse than the others. Why can't we go in? ]

[I guess this is as far as I can go. After all, foreign countries have considerable prejudice against our country's music. ]

[Who knows what method Xia Wanyuan used to get into the semifinals? Does he think we don't know how hard it is to enter a music competition? ]

In the end, only everyone guessed. After all, the semifinals are not open to the public. Everyone discussed for a long time based only on the list of names. Many people did not even want to believe that Xia Wanyuan could actually enter the semi-finals.

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In the waiting room, as there were more people and they had been waiting for a long time, everyone gradually started chatting.

A young man with an Asian face saw Xia Wanyuan sitting alone, so he bowed and spoke in fluent English. 

“Halo, may I know where you are from? Korea or Japan?”

From the moment Xia Wanyuan arrived in the modern world, she knew that this was the era of global integration. English is more important for everyday communication than vanity.

At first, he followed Xiao Bao's introductory book to read, but later, he followed the English edition Jun Shiling had given him to read. There was no problem with Xia Wanyuan's daily reading.

“I'm from China.” When Xia Wanyuan spoke English, her voice was very pleasant to listen to, like the sound of a ring clink.

"China?" The man was first stunned by Xia Wanyuan's voice. Only then did he realize which country Xia Wanyuan was talking about. He immediately spoke Chinese with a strange expression.

"You too?"

“I was.” The man nodded. “But Chinese music is actually not very deep, so I changed my nationality and wanted to pursue better music.”

Xia Wanyuan nodded. Although he did not understand how this man could change his nationality, it was understandable that he wanted to learn foreign music more comfortably.

However, this man did not speak of music. Instead, he proudly introduced himself to Xia Wanyuan, his tone expressing his contempt for China.

Xia Wanyuan originally wanted to chat more with her after hearing her speak Mandarin, but she actually started to nag her about how bad China is, how bad the music is, and how country.

Before the man finished speaking, Xia Wanyuan cut him off. 

"I'm not interested in what you're saying." Then, Xia Wanyuan looked at the score in his hand.

The man was rejected and felt a little embarrassed. “You are too young and insensitive. When you change your nationality, you will know how good it is to be abroad.”

Xia Wanyuan looked at the man with an unseen sense of disdain in her eyes. 

“Can you go? You're so noisy.”

“Pfft.” 

No matter how beautiful Xia Wanyuan was, the man could not continue chatting with her after being insulted by her. He immediately flicked his sleeve and left.

Xia Wanyuan glanced behind this person and commented, "Crazy."

Time passed by bit by bit, and the number of people in the waiting room decreased. By the time Xia Wanyuan's name was called, basically all the participants in the semi-finals had already performed.

In the evaluation room, over a hundred jurors sat together and took the opportunity to discuss the contestants.

The contestants in front were still not bad, but those who came later were basically average. Everyone saw the list. There is still the last Chinese to play the ancient zither.

Maybe nothing is worth watching. Many people have started packing their things.

The judges, who were initially uninterested, were startled by Xia Wanyuan's appearance.

This woman from China is really too beautiful, but why is she so young? It was strange that he had entered the semi-finals at such a young age.

Some people even suspect there is a story behind this competition.

"Hello everyone. My name is Xia Wanyuan, and I am from China. Next, I will bring an ancient zither to play.” Xia Wanyuan was fluent in English and was out of control on stage.

The staff moved Feng Xiqin, whom Xia Wanyuan had brought, onto the stage.

The judges present were basically all people familiar with the music world. They naturally realized that this was a very ancient instrument in China.

Violins and pianos are very popular all over the world. Although everyone knows that there are ancient instruments, even the Chinese themselves are unwilling to learn them, let alone foreigners.

Now, everyone had smaller expectations for Xia Wanyuan. After all, they had never heard of any special achievements in the Chinese sitar.

China is relatively famous in the world for a song called "The Moon in the Spring". Everyone's impression of traditional Chinese instruments is sad and low.

Therefore, Xia Wanyuan did the opposite. As she took a walk at the Olly Music Academy yesterday, she saw the blue sky and white clouds on campus and listened to the church bells. He had an early impression of Olly. He turned this impression into a song.

A soft cry suddenly sounded in the silent hall. It was like the sound of a church bell, as if it was coming from afar.

The agitated judges stopped when they heard this voice.

Xia Wanyuan gently waved her hand. The dignified ancient zither aura, mixed with Xia Wanyuan's gentle melody, actually had a unique appeal.

Everyone seemed to be led by the zither as they passed the omnipresent flowers and stepped on the dew-filled courtyard. They could even feel the warmth of the sunlight that pierced through the dome of the church.

Unknowingly, everyone was brought to this peaceful and beautiful realm.

After the song ended, the hall was completely silent for a long time. Only when the host came to remind everyone, did they react.

Then, a standing ovation sounded in the hall.

Wearing a long dress, Xia Wanyuan stood quietly on the stage, enjoying everyone's praise.

In the end, other than a few judges who hated the Chinese so much, basically everyone gave a near-perfect score. In the end, Xia Wanyuan's results were quite impressive.

After leaving the hall, the young man stood at the door.

Seeing Xia Wanyuan's cold expression, the young man guessed that he must have failed the selection. The others with higher scores were all overjoyed when they came out.

“Hey, beautiful, it's okay if you fail. The Chinese cultivation method is completely backward. This isn't your problem. I am a student of the American Academy of Music. Leave a phone number. Maybe I can introduce my mentor to you and let you study in America.” The young man handed him his phone.

Xia Wanyuan frowned. “You don't deserve it.”

With that, Xia Wanyuan left without looking at her. He felt dirty seeing such a person who had to defame his country after changing citizenship.

The young man behind her was stunned by Xia Wanyuan's words. 

"Pfft, if it wasn't for your looks, I wouldn't have bothered you."

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