As for the discussions around her, Gan Yanyu seemed completely unaware, rushing eagerly to an empty chair as soon as she entered the spectator room.
She sat down, lifted her head, and waved at Lin Tian.
After Lin Tian sat next to Gan Yanyu, she immediately clasped her small hands, straightened her back, adopted a proper sitting posture, and looked at the big screen.
On the screen,
the Golden Hall they had seen countless times on videotapes.
Now, it appeared so clearly before their eyes.
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The one currently performing on stage was a black contestant.
He was playing a simple chamber tune.
The piece wasn't very difficult, its simple melody was beautifully flowing like water in the Golden Hall, particularly pleasant to hear, captivating the audience completely.
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Even though it's just a preliminary round, is the performance quality surprisingly high?
After listening for a short while, Lin Tian immediately sensed the gap.
