This piece is not another Nocturne series, is it?!
...
Before everyone had more time to think.
Guanglin's performance had already begun.
Soft melody, gently flowing on the stage of the Blue Songlympics.
In the sustained slow movement.
Filled with fantasy and lyricism.
A gentle melody reveals a hint of melancholy.
As if on a moonlit lake surface, a small boat sways.
Gradually.
The melody becomes more lively.
Short, powerful, yet beautifully pleasing to the ear, forming a stark contrast with the first movement.
The audience's expressions gradually change.
What the audience doesn't notice, however.
Are the reactions of the Maestros from all continents!
Over at Zhong Continent.
The head coaches' smiles have disappeared without a trace at some point.
Leading them, Abigail feels a furious throbbing at her temples.
Other continents.
Some have twitching laugh lines.
Some suddenly clench their fists tight.
Some's eyes bulge out roundly in disbelief.
