215: 202 Night Sister’s correct way to make an appearance!
215: 202 Night Sister’s correct way to make an appearance!
The table in front of the judges was laid out with scoring sheets and pens for signing, and Tan Lao was seated among them.
Projected on a screen behind them were the words “Ancient Flute Level 8 Grading Examination.” Listed below were a few points, outlining the procedure and rules of the examination.
At the very front, a small video cara was set up with cables connected.
The entire grading process would be videotaped and uploaded live to the Ancient Flute Association’s backend system to ensure fair evaluation.
The procedure was almost exactly like that of a regular grading examination, which clearly showed how much Tan Lao valued Xia Yourong.
The only difference was that Qiao Yufen and Xu Qing were still sitting at the table opposite.
Generally, parents are not allowed to accompany their children during the grading examinations, but Yourong was an exception, as Tan Lao had made an exception for her.
Before Yourong began to play the ancient flute, Xu Qing deliberately took several photos of her daughter, dressed in a red garnt, planning to capture this glorious mont of hers.
While taking the pictures, her phone suddenly received a ssage.
Believing it to be spam and about to swipe it away, Xu Qing glanced at the content and was startled.
[Is your daughter taking the ancient flute grading exam?]
She almost thought soone was watching them, but a quick scan of the surroundings revealed no suspicious persons.
She carefully looked at the string of phone numbers…
It was the mysterious boss from the phone who assigned her missions…
How did he know her daughter was taking the grading examination now?
Wasn’t this too magical??
With no clue, Xu Qing, not wanting to be rude, imdiately replied to the ssage.
[Yes, Mr.
Tan of the Ancient Flute Association seems quite fond of my little girl.
He’s even considering taking her as a pupil after the grading, though her grandmother and I haven’t decided yet.]
She spoke lightly, but who couldn’t detect the bragging tone?
Xu Qing did it on purpose, fearing that the mysterious boss would be disappointed with her and her daughter.
Between the lines, she wanted to highlight her daughter’s excellence.
With the success tone for the sent ssage, Xu Qing found it quite strange.
Whenever she’d try to call the boss directly, the number would co up invalid, but apparently, text ssages could be sent successfully.
It didn’t take long for a response to co back.
It was very brief, just two words.
[Expecting.]
Xu Qing put her phone away and warily scanned the judges sitting across from her, noticing they were all awaiting attentively, hands properly on the table, none looking like any mysterious person.
Unable to comprehend how the mysterious boss had seen it, she refocused her attention on her daughter and straightened up her posture.
Yet, she overlooked the cara behind her and Qiao Yufen, flashing red as it uploaded the live recording to the backend system of the Ancient Flute Association…
Yourong covered the various holes of the flute with both hands, her lips positioned at the mouthpiece.
Her posture looked extrely professional.
Tan Lao gestured to her, and Yourong concentrated her attention, and began to play.
The judges were all prepared to listen closely to the flute sound that had even astonished Tan Lao with its beauty.
Tan Lao even closed his eyes, shutting off other senses, leaving only a pair of critical and discerning ears to appreciate the music.
Last ti he listened through a phone receiver, and the sound quality didn’t seem very good, sotis accompanied by a hiss of electrical noise.
This ti, to be able to listen live, it would definitely be an auditory feast.
Yourong caught a glimpse of their expressions and felt very proud inside, playing with great effort.
But as she played, those expressions began to change.
The judges started to whisper to each other, and Tan Lao even opened his eyes, looking at Yourong with puzzled eyes.
“Is this the student Mr.
Tan brought us to see?
This…”
“Shh, keep it down, Mr.
Tan is sitting right there.”
Qiao Yufen and Xu Qing, on the other hand, were nodding in satisfaction, having no understanding of the ancient flute and unable to discern its quality.
As long as it ca from Yourong’s mouth, they thought it was good.
During the performance, the judges managed to show so restraint, out of respect for the student’s performance and on account of Mr.
Tan’s face.
Yet, once Yourong finished playing, which was the ti for the judges to discuss and score, their discussion beca more apparent.
“This level…
isn’t it a bit too ordinary?”
“If she followed the normal process to take the Level 8 exam, perhaps she could pass, but for such a level…
there’s absolutely no need to assemble us for a make-up examination.”
“But she is, after all, a student Mr.
Tan selected, and Mr.
Tan couldn’t possibly have misjudged her.
Could it be that she just didn’t perform well this ti?”
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