Qi’s mother kept a tight face, not speaking.
Gu Zhi vaguely heard a sound and looked up in that direction.
Quickly, the Sun family’s performance ca to an end.
Most of the villagers participated, they were very excited, and it was obvious they were having a great ti.
Not long after, Jiang family’s "Three Blessings," the Han father and son’s "Brotherly Hug," and the Sun family leading all the villagers in a yangko dance were posted on Weibo by netizens.
Many bystanders who saw the live recordings couldn’t stop laughing and flocked to the live broadcast room to await the next performance.
So trolls and bystanders, upon hearing Gu Zhi was also going to perform, began with sneers and disdain.
Anyone familiar with Gu Zhi knows that apart from making headlines, she can’t do much else.
What could she possibly perform?
Next up was the Qi family’s performance.
Due to a lack of people, Qi Yunlin had to step up personally.
Qi’s mother’s expression was visibly unpleasant.
Their performance was a short film directed by Qi Yunlin, lasting only five to six minutes, entirely reliant on the superb acting and dialogue delivery of the perforrs on stage.
Unfortunately, neither Qi’s father nor Qi’s mother were professionals, and Qi’s mother was obviously not in a high spirit.
The three of them stood on stage almost like wooden figures, awkwardly reciting their lines.
The whole story was too dull and profound, that the villagers in the audience couldn’t understand it, looking sleepy.
The transition from the previous joyful program to such a quiet one was quite jarring.
Listening to their performance on stage, everyone felt it was torturous.
[...What is the Qi family performing? How many minutes till this ends?]
[A micro short film? Revealing human nature and reality, I heard Qi Yunlin even won an award for this film. But my evaluation is, it’s not even as good as the skits at the national New Year gala.]
[Laughing my head off, I see so villagers already impatient to leave, and I want to leave too.]
[Don’t go! Next up is Yiyi’s piano performance. Don’t miss it, it’ll be better!]
Only after a long six minutes did the villagers get relieved from their ordeal, yawning one after another.
The Qi family also ended their struggle, grudgingly walking down from the stage.
The audience courteously applauded, but it was perfunctory, lacking patience.
"What’s next? I’m about to fall asleep. When is it Zhi Zhi’s turn?"
"Right, compared to earlier performances, this one was far off. I just want to see Zhi Zhi’s."
A few villagers whispered among themselves.
Sun Chaohua and Han Liheng, however, were quite supportive, giving hearty applause.
Until the director group ca out to announce, and the props team moved in a piano:
"The upcoming performance is a piano piece played by our famous actress Gu Yiyi, a national-level pianist. Please welco her!"
As the director’s voice faded, Gu Yiyi walked onto the stage amidst applause.
[Woohoo! Finally, it’s Yiyi’s turn, can’t wait!]
[The savior is here, I’m so jealous these villagers get to hear Yiyi live for free.]
[I’ve already put on my headphones, ready to enjoy this auditory feast!]
The villagers below were also sowhat expectant; they had never heard a piano being played before.
Gu Yiyi’s piano piece was Liszt’s "Norma’s mories," a classical piano piece.
The lody was beautiful and pleasant, technique brilliant, and the difficulty was extrely high.
In such a tranquil and beautiful night, piano music easily imrses people into it.
The whole place quieted down, only Gu Yiyi’s soothing, clear piano sounds filled the air.
Many people gently closed their eyes to experience it.
Then... they fell asleep just like that.
Though the piano was indeed pleasant to the ears, the villagers couldn’t appreciate it.
There were even a few mistaken notes in between, which no one present could notice.
Only Father Jiang and Mrs. Jiang raised their eyebrows simultaneously but said nothing.
Gu Zhi was a bit surprised, as this piano piece was quite difficult, but a palace-level pianist shouldn’t make mistakes.
However, soone in the comnts pointed it out:
[Did Gu Yiyi just play a wrong note? They hit a D instead.]
But the fans quickly scolded them back:
[Where did she ss up? She played it beautifully.]
[What level is that troll’s piano at? Show us your certificate first. Yiyi couldn’t possibly make a mistake.]
Negative comnts were soon drowned out by the fans’ remarks.
Yet, the other viewers in the live broadcast room found it boring:
[Haha, look at those on the left, they’re asleep.]
[If the Qi family’s show was a lullaby, then Gu Yiyi’s piece is the perfect cradle song, hahaha.]
[National-level pianist, is this it? Doesn’t sound great; the earlier programs were more fun and the villagers were enjoying them.]
Gu Yiyi’s fans were instantly upset upon seeing these comnts.
[Speechless, if you can’t appreciate it, just shut up, okay? We found it lovely.]
[I’ve realized, playing the piano for these farrs is casting pearls before swine!]
[Indeed, they just can’t appreciate it. Such a waste of Yiyi’s performance; her piano show rate is very expensive!]
In the live broadcast room, argunts ensued.
Down below, an aunt sitting next to Mrs. Qin sized up Gu Yiyi on stage, slightly puzzled as she looked at Mrs. Qin and said:
"Hey, Old Xu, why do I feel this girl looks a bit like Old Qin? And also a bit like your eldest?"
Mrs. Qin was inwardly startled; after hesitating for a while, she didn’t say much, "Just a coincidence."
"Really? The more I look, the more alike they seem, although not as good-looking as your eldest, whose eyes are bigger."
Mrs. Qin tugged at her lips but said nothing.
Gu Yiyi played the piece for more than ten minutes, and just when everyone was reaching their limit, the performance finally ended.
The drowsy villagers had little interest in applauding and clapped perfunctorily a few tis before stopping.
Gu Yiyi never expected such a reaction, she clearly played well, but this group of people just couldn’t appreciate it!
Until soone in the crowd shouted, "Next is Zhi Zhi, right?"
The villagers instantly perked up, so who were asleep suddenly awakened.
"What? It’s finally our Zhi Zhi’s turn?"
"Hurry, I almost fell asleep waiting."
The entire audience’s attention was almost focused on Gu Zhi in the crowd.
Gu Zhi slightly curved her lips, obviously prepared, and she glanced at Father Qin, who held an erhu, and asked, "Ready?"
"Ready, ready, let’s go." Father Qin stood up from the crowd with his thin body, seemingly a bit nervous, smiling sheepishly.
Gu Zhi leading him onto the stage.
The trolls in the live broadcast room quickly beca active.
[Haha, villagers don’t be too double-standard, not liking the top-notch piano performance but preferring erhu? No taste!]
[Ehhh, the later shows are poor, Gu Zhi’s performance isn’t worth staying for either, right? Can I leave now?]
[I want to see what Gu Zhi can perform, a duo erhu performance with her rustic dad?]
The director on stage was also a bit surprised; he didn’t know what program they were going to perform.
He walked over to them and handed over the microphone, "What performance will you both bring us tonight?"
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