Chapter 6 If you regret it, our deal can be cancelled 4
The competition started soon after the host introduced the judges. The contestants tried their best to show their talents on the stage. The talent show was more exciting and intense than expected. Hangweicheng gave each contestant a very fair and reasonable score, which made me wonder if I was thinking too much.
"Next is the last group of contestants, Group 23 - Qin Xiaoya and His Highness Yi Youxi!" The host announced loudly as the previous contestant stepped down from the stage.
"Ah——" A thunderous scream suddenly broke out from the audience. All the members of the "Prince's Guard" stretched their necks, raised their arms, and shouted Yi Youxi's name with all their might.
"Your Highness Yi Youxi—we love you!"
"Your Highness Yi Youxi - our love for you - will last until death - until the end of time!"
The screams were like the sound of the devil filling my ears, and my ears were almost deafened by them.
Damn it! I am the protagonist and Yi Youxi is just an accompaniment! What a confusion of priorities!
Amid the screams, Yi Youxi and I stepped onto the magnificent stage like superstars, under the attention of the crowd.
The previous contestants all performed very well, almost comparable to professional artists. The best among them was Song Xiwei, known as the flower of Yadunis Island. Her heavenly voice moved everyone present. Three judges gave her 10 points, and another gave her 9 points . She is currently ranked first.
Looking at the silver harmonica in my hand, I remembered the agreement between me and the little prince. He said that he would come to find me after I learned to play "Rainbow Smile". Although ten years have passed, I still believe that as long as I wait for him in Ouran City, he will appear one day. So, I must return to Ouran City!
Little prince, you must bless me!
I held the harmonica, stroking the protruding "Y", my heart pounding. In just a few seconds, my palms were covered with cold sweat.
Hang Weicheng propped his chin with one hand, staring at me with a deep gaze like midnight, with a faint smile on his face. It was impossible to discern his thoughts from his face and eyes.
Come on! Come on! Qin Xiaoya - you can't be defeated by anyone! I looked at Hang Weicheng on the judges' panel and made up my mind.
The stage was covered with red rose petals, and a white grand piano was placed in the middle. Yi Youxi walked to the piano with an elegant posture and sat down. He was as perfect as a dream lover, which made people infatuated.
Before the performance began, a large number of audience members fainted, with their hands clasped to their chests and drooling in ecstasy.
I stood in front of the piano and nodded to Yi Youxi. He received the signal and raised his slender fingers to strike the keys. The crisp notes, like a rush of water, penetrated everyone's heart.
I followed his rhythm, put the harmonica to my lips, and took a deep breath. The smooth and gentle sound of the harmonica blended naturally with his piano sound.
The audience was completely silent. Everyone opened their eyes wide and pricked up their ears. They watched with fascination and listened with bated breath. Their obsessed expressions seemed as if they were hearing the sound of nature pouring down from heaven.
Yi Youxi narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head, and let his mind fly. His straight shoulders trembled and rose and fell with his movements. His golden hair drew dazzling rays of light in the air. His blue-purple eyes were out of focus, as if covered with a layer of hazy mist, intoxicating.
His slender white fingers were so flexible that they jumped and slid on the black and white keys at a very high frequency.
I turned my head, and my eyes met Yi Youxi's in mid-air. His unfocused eyes became more and more penetrating. After more than two weeks of practice, our cooperation became more and more tacit. Without any deliberate effort, my harmonica and his piano could be perfectly matched.
Red rose petals gently fell from our side, spinning and dancing in the air. It was blurry and dreamy. The pair of pupils as bright as sapphires reflected the flying petals, which was breathtakingly beautiful.
He looked at me and suddenly gave me a gentle smile. It was like a flower blooming in an instant, and I almost forgot to breathe.
Was it my illusion? At that moment, Yi Youxi became so gentle, as gentle as his piano playing... Just as I was intoxicated by his smile, a sharp look made me shudder.
Hang Weicheng was sitting on the judges' bench, pursing his lips and half-squinting his eyes as he stared at Yi Youxi, who was concentrating on playing the piano. Those two sharp eyes were like two sharp arrows, as if they were going to shoot through Yi Youxi's body.
If Hang Weicheng usually disliked Yi Youxi, then he hated Yi Youxi at this moment. What's wrong with this kid? Is he jealous of Yi Youxi's piano playing?
I think Yi Youxi, who is so thoughtful, must have sensed such a sharp gaze, but he didn't care at all. His piano sound was still so smooth and ethereal. It was like raindrops falling into a calm lake, or a clear stream gurgling in a valley. I couldn't find any impurities in his piano sound, it was so clear that it was like music from heaven.
The audience in the audience looked at Yi Youxi in fascination, and were all infected by his piano playing.
I was surrounded by Yi Youxi's piano music, and the stage beneath my feet seemed to have turned into white clouds. I stepped on the clouds and flew up to the sky. In the clear sky, I played the harmonica with abandon. Every note was so natural and smooth, as if it came directly from my heart.
When the last note faded away, everyone still had an intoxicated expression on their face, they were deeply immersed in our music and unable to extricate themselves.
Yi Youxi stood up and walked to my side. He lowered his head and looked at me with a smile. His blue-purple eyes were like the sea caressed by the afternoon sun, so gentle and so quiet. I looked into his eyes and my eyes became moist.
We bowed to the audience together. At this moment, the audience seemed to have just woken up from a dream and burst into thunderous screams and applause.
It was perfect! I've never been in such a good mood! I looked at the audience below who were clapping crazily, and I was so excited that I almost shed tears.
"It's perfect! Qin Xiaoya and His Highness Yi Youxi let us know what the sound of nature is. I think the singing of angels can't compare to their performance!" The bald host rushed onto the stage holding the microphone, dancing with excitement.
The judges in the audience kept nodding their heads and looking at us with admiration. Only Hang Weicheng sat coldly on the side, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, and a dangerous light shone through his midnight pupils. I don't know what evil water he has hidden in his belly!
"Now, please ask the judges to give scores to contestants Qin Xiaoya and His Highness Yi Youxi from Group 23!" The bald host smiled and stretched out his hand, making a gesture of invitation to all the judges.
Julie, the host of the music channel, smiled into the microphone and said, "The two contestants played very skillfully. Every note penetrated my heart. It was so wonderful!" After making a fair evaluation, she held up a sign. On the yellow sign was a striking red number "10".
Wow—I almost screamed. She gave me a perfect score! So exciting, I was so excited!
Yi Youxi had a polite smile on his face, not showing much surprise, as if he had expected it.
"I feel the same as Miss Julie. Thank you for letting me hear such beautiful music." Hermann, the director of the opera house, smiled and held up a sign with another eye-catching red number "10".
"Wow!" I really shouted this time. 10 points! 10 points! Even Herman gave us 10 points!
The audience also got agitated because this was the first time Hermann gave a performer a full score.
The principal held the microphone on the judges' stand with both hands, shaking with excitement. "Our school is really full of talents. I am so honored and excited to be the principal of Yadunis Island! This is all due to the good teaching of all our teachers, haha... Of course, I also deserve credit. I can pat my chest and say that our students in Yadunis Island are the best!" After saying this, he stood up and held up a yellow sign high. The red "10" was dazzling and seemed to be shining.
Humph! It's just a score, but you don't miss the opportunity to flatter yourself. But we also have to thank the principal for giving us a full score.
"Wow wow wow wow--" the host screamed as if seeing a ghost, "Now three judges have given our 23rd group of contestants a full score of 10 points! The most thrilling moment has come! The 16th contestant Miss Song Xiwei got 39 points. Can our 23rd group of contestants beat her? Then we will see how much the last judge, Master Hang, will give our 23rd group of contestants!"
Hang Weicheng was still carelessly stroking his chin, his expression unfathomable. One, two, countless pairs of eyes were fixed on him, and under the gazes of countless people, he remained calm and composed.
"Now, please invite Master Hang to give the score!" The host stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
How much would this brat give us? Would he give us 10 points like the other judges? Impossible ! Absolutely impossible, this brat would definitely find fault with our performance and deduct a few points. He might give us 9 points, or even 8 points! I clenched my fists and looked at Hang Weicheng nervously. Brat, if you give random scores, I will never let you go!
The host and the audience were as nervous as I was. They all stared at Hang Weicheng with wide eyes.
Under the gazes of countless people, Hang Weicheng seemed to be teasing everyone. He smiled and glanced at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on me. His black pupils were deeper than the night, and I couldn't guess what he was thinking.
The host stood aside, holding the microphone tightly in one hand, and with the other hand he took out a white handkerchief he carried with him, wiping the sweat dripping from his forehead. The audience swallowed their saliva nervously, with beads of sweat on their foreheads.
When everyone was about to lose their patience, Hang Weicheng slowly raised the sign at hand, on which was clearly printed a red number "0"!
Zero! I looked at the sign and my jaw dropped.
"Zero zero zero... zero... zero?" The host stared at the sign, dumbfounded. "Master Hang... you... you... did you... accidentally raise the wrong sign?" He walked to the edge of the stage, with a flattering smile on his face, and asked carefully.
Tens of thousands of eyes were looking at Hang Weicheng at the same time, and those eyes were full of questions, just like the host's.
"That's right!" Hang Weicheng moved his lips and spoke clearly word by word. His loud voice spread throughout the audience through the microphone.
"Oh——" The audience burst into sighs. The other judges all looked at each other in confusion.
