Chapter 122 On-Site Competition
Just that Anika is a bit too young and too good-looking... They thought Anika would at least be Lady's age... Isla couldn't believe her ears.
Could Abella really be Anika? How is that possible?!! Even Mr. Wilson, Mrs. Wilson, and Remy in the audience were all shocked and couldn't believe it...
"Are you questioning Anika' piano skills as a younger generation? She can play the piano with her eyes closed, not to mention closing her eyes, even if she's facing away from the piano and playing with her hands behind her, she can still play better than you!"
The audience erupted once again. Isla's complexion couldn't be described as pale anymore, but she still insisted, "Is that so? Since her piano skills are so profound, then please have her come on stage and play for everyone to hear!"
Hah! Such arrogance! No one has ever dared to make such an unreasonable request before! Does this younger generation think too highly of themselves?
"If the piece is hers, she can play it without reading the music. If not, then she's not Anika, and the piece is not hers! So, Anika, do you have the guts to come up here? Prove yourself!"
"Go ahead and do it yourself!" Isla was confident that Abella couldn't play the piano!
Even if she could, she couldn't remember this unreleased piece and play it flawlessly!
Lady was about to have the security guards throw this foolish young person out, but unexpectedly, Abella stood up and lightly hooked her lips, saying, "I can."
Let her lose and admit defeat!!
Everyone watched as Abella took step by step onto the stage, her beautiful features overwhelming, her skin fair as snow, her eyes sparkling like proud plum blossoms in the snow, her whole being exuding a cold and aloof aura.
Not only did this girl have a strong presence, but she was also exceptionally good-looking.
"Just now Lady said you could play the piano with your back turned? Why not let everyone see for themselves?" Isla was confident that Abella would embarrass herself!
At this moment, Mr. Medici and Mrs. Medici hurried back and found many people standing on the stage, Lola already holding the champion's trophy. It seemed like the award had already been given?
But why hadn't she come down after the award ceremony and was standing with a group of people up there?
And why did the atmosphere feel a bit off?
What surprised them the most was, how did Abella end up going up there too?
What in the world was going on?!
They saw Abella sitting on the piano stool, her back turned to the piano, her slender fingers gracefully landing on the keys behind her.
The whole audience was shocked because Abella didn't lift her head to look at the sheet music, yet naturally and effortlessly played every single note.
The beautiful sound flowed out from her hands, utterly captivating.
"I'm an avid fan of Anika, and both the melody and the grandeur of this piece are just like Anika's style!"
"Only Anika can create such a beautiful piece!"
"This piece must have been written by her, otherwise, how could she play it without any preparation?"
"She must be Anika, no doubt!"
Mr. Medici and Mrs. Medici were both stunned. Abella was Anika?
Their beloved daughter was actually a musical genius?!
They had no idea before...
To be able to play with her back turned to the piano, without looking at the sheet music, and still play such a moving melody with such an elegant posture, and most importantly, her technique was perfect!
The entire piece had a magnificent momentum and a grand scope, just like Anika's usual style.
Anika's music has a strong power to move people, and everyone present was deeply touched...
In comparison, everyone realized that the piece "Sorrow" that Isla had written before was simply trash!
This girl playing the piano was undoubtedly Anika, no doubt about it!
After Abella finished her performance, she took the microphone from the host and calmly said, "I wrote this piece last year for the survivors of an earthquake, so I can play it even without looking at the sheet music."
That was the best proof!
Mr. Wilson and Mrs. Wilson in the audience felt as if they had been struck by lightning. Dumbfounded, they couldn't believe that this girl who played the piano so fluently was once their child...
She couldn't be completely useless!
Not only is she not useless, but she always has a cold and distant demeanor!
How could she play the piano?
And such a difficult piece too...
It was said that someone had offered a fortune to hire Anika to compose, but was rejected...
Who would have thought that the person who rejected it, was Abella?
Lola also couldn't believe that Abella was actually Anika, seeing her play at such a high level, clearly surpassing everyone else!
And she had the audacity to show off in front of everyone earlier... just thinking about it is embarrassing!
Isla was shocked beyond belief, refusing to admit it, "Impossible! Lady said that this piece has already been included in the curriculum. You must have used your connections to get the sheet music and memorize it in advance just to embarrass me!"
Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible to play so fluently!
Taking advantage of her identity as the daughter of the Wilson family since childhood, using their money to learn the piano, there's nothing to be proud of!
After listening to Abella's performance, Lily finally understood what it meant for there to be more talented people in the world. Did Anika think she played the climax part poorly?
Seeing Isla desperate until the end, still refusing to admit it, Lady's anger flared up.
"Since you insist that 'Sorrow' is your own independent creation, and since you can compose such a beautiful climax part, dare you compete with Anika on the spot?"
Compete??
How are they going to compete??
"You and Anika, each have ten minutes to improvise. If you really have that talent, and if your improvisation can surpass Anika', then we will recognize your composing skills!" Lady said coldly, looking at her,
"Let's see if you dare!"
Abella lazily spoke from the side, "No need for ten minutes."
She sat at the piano and casually played a spontaneously improvised melody.
Without any preparation, without deep thought and consideration, her style of music was always "Anika." It sounded grand and melodious.
After playing a quick and joyful melody, Abella played a shocking tune. The crowd could feel the anger in it, followed by a heartbreaking melody that engulfed everyone in sadness. Lastly, a pleasant and cheerful rhythm lifted the spirits of everyone in the room.
She effortlessly used music to interpret "joy," "anger," "sorrow," and "happiness."
The whole room erupted in thunderous applause.
Whether it was her technique, her ability to improvise, or the style and level of her compositions...
They all proved that she was Anika!!
If it weren't for this farce today, they still wouldn't have heard such beautiful music or seen Anika in person...
The applause in the room continued indefinitely...
Even Mr. Medici and Mrs. Medici were clapping vigorously.
They never expected their precious daughter to be so outstanding in piano!
She played so well!
And Isla's expression could no longer be described as just shocked and embarrassed...
Abella's piano skills not only surpassed her, but also far exceeded everyone present!
She really is Anika!
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