First Divorce Forced To Become a Full-time Artist

   Chapter 154 is far ahead! Ang Lee scored 97 points!

  Li Ang stood up, looked at the audience with a smile, placed his right hand on his chest, and bowed slightly to salute the crowd.

  This is the etiquette after a pianist's performance. No matter how high his status is, the etiquette cannot be less.

  The whole venue is still silent.

  The host did not let Ang Li step down, nor did he let the next player come on stage.

  The twelve judges on the board of judges also did not score for a long time.

  The whole venue was so silent, everyone was shocked by Ang Lee's performance.

  I don’t know how long the silence has been, it may be ten seconds or tens of seconds.

  Finally, a not loud applause rang in the opera house.

  I don’t know who applauded, but this applause broke all the silence.

   Wow, pop, pop, pop! ! !

   Incomparably fierce applause burst into the opera house in an instant, deafening.

   Immediately afterwards, the shouts rang loudly.

   "Hua Guo, long live!"

   "Hua Guo, long live!"

   "Hua Guo, long live!"

  Although the judges have not given a specific score, no one said how Li An’s piano skills are.

  But it is no longer necessary.

  All the audience’s ears are clever, and they can tell who is better and who is worse.

  Compared with Alvin Kevin, who scored 94 points, the bell played by Ang Lee was more coherent and louder, making everyone feel that this piece is the real "bell"!

  Who is good and who is bad, there is no need to judge too much.

  After the applause sounded, everyone gradually came out of the frightened emotions, but instead, it was endless consternation and admiration!

  Yes, it was an admiration for a supreme pianist.

  Trieste of Inlange Country, his pale skin is now pale. He clenched his fist and slammed it on the sitting stool, and cursed: "FUCK, FUCK! What's the situation? How could this guy's music be so good, how could it be so good!"

   Next to him was Lorenworth of Ilida Country. Lorenworth had grown his mouth at this moment, as if he could squeeze two huge sausages in!

   "Damn damn, is this China? Is this a Chinese? This shouldn't be the height that a Chinese can play, it shouldn't, it shouldn't be!"

  In the front row of the venue, Alvin Kevin, who had previously played "The Bell" and scored the highest score, raised his hand and grabbed the blond hair on his head frantically, and then pulled hard and pulled hard.

  Hair actually made a creaking sound on his scalp.

  The intense pain numbs and stimulates Alvin Kevin, and he muttered to himself: "How is this possible? How can someone in this world play "The Bell" at a higher level than me!"

   "I am the world's strongest "Bell" player, even Sun Ke from China, even Mr. Aronfki from the United States is not as good as mine."

   "How could it be possible that my "Clock" was surpassed by a kid from China."

   "Why, why does he play more like a bell, but I play like a death knell!"

  Alvin, who is determined to become the greatest pianist, is almost in a state of collapse at this moment.

  ……

  On the board of judges.

  Ms. Li Yeping heard the whole song, her right hand holding the pen began to shake and couldn't hold it tightly.

When the tune was finished, she had only one thought in her heart: "Is this our pianist in China? Is his name Ang Lee? Is there a pianist of such a high level in China again? Comparable...No, His level has completely surpassed Sun Ke!"

  When the applause sounded, Li Yeping was pulled back to the scene, she forced herself to hold the pen in her hand, and then wrote a number on the sign.

   "98!"

  There is no one hundred, even if Mr. Liszt comes, it will not be one hundred. Because the full score is a dream score, no one can reach it, only God can.

  The famous Italian pianist sitting with Li Yeping and a world-renowned piano master, Antonio Oslik, a little over 50-year-old man with snow-white hair and a low head.

  His eyes were surprised, shocked, and unbelievable at first, and then complicated and difficult to judge.

  This Chinese played so well, not only did he surpass the level of Hungarian Alvin, even Anthony felt...maybe he has surpassed him?

  No, it is not possible. It is quite certain that in terms of piano playing technique, Ang Lee has surpassed Anthony on stage!

  So now.

  He Anthony wants to give this Chinese a terrifying high score?

  According to the rules, this is a must. It is normal for a high level to get a high score.

   However, if you give a terrifying high score, doesn't it prove to the world the piano level of China?

  So, should we maliciously give this Chinese a low score?

  As the world's top pianist, as one of the most prestigious pianists in the piano industry. As long as Anthony gives the opponent a low score, the judges next to him will give him a low score based on his face.

  The eyes and ears of the audience are bright. Once a low score is given, his prestige of Antonio Oslik will be instantly wiped out! In the piano business, he will become a joke.

  Even the originally extremely lofty and authoritative Nalka Piano Competition will be ruined!

The other judges next to    all turned their eyes to Anthony, waiting for Anthony's score.

  For a time, Anthony was very, very entangled.

  At this time, Li Yeping next to Anthony scored, and Anthony turned his head to see that he directly scored 98 points!

  The score is very high, but Li Yeping was originally the president of the Chinese Piano Association, so it is normal to prefer Chinese players. There is a bit of false height.

   But even if it is low, where can it go as low as Ang Lee’s technology?

  Anthony gritted his teeth and looked sad. Finally, he sighed, and then wrote a number on the sign: "96"

  He finally decided to give a fair score.

  In this way, he can continue to maintain the glory and majesty of his piano industry, and maintain the authority of the Nalca Piano Competition.

  "As for the impact of Huaguo's piano, let's talk about it later and discuss it in the long term." Anthony thought lamentably in his heart.

  After seeing Anthony score, the other judges also breathed a sigh of relief, and then wrote 96, 97, 98 and the like on the sign.

  There is no lower than 96.

  Because 96 is really not enough to evaluate Li Ang's level. No matter how low it is, it seems too deliberate.

  Finally, after statistics, the average score came out.

  97 points!

   "Congratulations, Mr. Ang Lee, our No. 49 player, he broke, and he broke the highest score in this Nalca game again!"

   "Moreover, his break was not just a half-point or one-point break, but a three-point break!"

   "Prior to this, the highest score was achieved by Ilida's Andavin, and Andavin reached a high score of 94 points."

   "Just when we thought that Andaven would stay ahead with 94 points until the end, we did not expect our Chinese player Ang Lee to directly lead with a high score of 97!"

   "It's really a long lead, a three-point gap, I don't think anyone can surpass him."

  “The most important thing is that both the tunes played by Ang Lee and the tunes played by Andavin are the etudes of "The Bell". It is a great achievement to lead directly by three points on the same tune."

   "I think, even if Mr. Liszt is reborn, it will only be so!"

   "Mr. Li An still has three players behind, but I think the players behind him may no longer have the need to continue the game. Because they are destined to be unable to surpass Li An's birth."

  The host is a Chinese, so when she saw the players from her country get such high scores, she was too excited and excited.

  Said a lot of praise directly.

   Then, she translated these words again in English again.

  Sure enough, the Chinese audience was very excited after these words were said.

  Most of the foreigners also think that what the host said is correct, but there are also a small group of people who have made faces one by one, saying that the Chinese people can’t even the most basic respect.

  (End of this chapter)