The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 358 - 358 334 Bizarre Sheet Music

358: Chapter 334: Bizarre Sheet Music 358: Chapter 334: Bizarre Sheet Music The venue only quieted down after a long while, and Li Hao, having composed himself, said to the two groups of players, “The second round will also use instruments, but the method of competition will be different.” After saying this, three pianos were removed, and in their place, traditional Huaxia instruments were brought in.

Li Hao said to the two teams, “For the second round of the competition, this time the two teachers will write pieces for each other’s students to play, and then the students will choose any instrument to perform with.

I will score based on the brilliance of the composition and the completion of the performance.

The scores from both rounds will be added together, and the player with the higher score will win!”

This topic significantly reduced the difficulty for the players on both sides; instead, it was time to test the two teachers.

With the same thirty minutes for composing, both Teacher Gu and Xie Chucai finished their pieces within the allotted time.

Li Hao, seeing that the two had completed their tasks, asked the players, “Who would you like to go first this time?”

Xia Huai turned to look at Xie Chucai, and, seeing him shake his head, said, “I went first last round, so let’s have Yiyin go this time.”

Han Yiyin thought to herself, If I’m going first, then I’ll go first.

With that, she walked over to Xie Chucai and took the sheet music from his hands.

“Miss Han Yiyin, please choose the instrument you wish to use,” Li Hao said to Han Yiyin.

Han Yiyin looked at the sheet music again, hesitated for a moment, and then picked up the pipa from the table.

“What sort of challenge has Xie Chucai set for Han Yiyin?

It seems like she’s a bit hesitant.”

“Wow, Han Yiyin is really bold to choose the pipa; I’ve seen her play, but she’s not as good on the pipa as she is on the piano.”

“Heh, you don’t know the half of it.

Maybe this is where Xie Chucai’s cleverness lies.

He specifically wants Han Yiyin to pick something she’s not skilled in.

He understands her very well.”

“…”

Han Yiyin sat down gracefully, cradling the pipa in her arms, and started to pluck at the strings.

Her slender fingers coaxed the melody out much like water trickling through a mountain stream, refreshing and invigorating.

Li Hao listened quietly to Han Yiyin’s performance, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head, sometimes frowning.

After the piece ended amidst the audience’s enthusiastic applause, Han Yiyin nervously set the pipa down, waiting for Li Hao’s score with knitted eyebrows and hands tightly clenched in front of her, resembling a well-behaved girl.

“The composition is light and pleasant, very nice—I give it eighty points.

However, the performance was not perfect; it can only be said to have basically completed the piece, with just a few highlights, so for the performance I can only give sixty-five points,” Li Hao professionally critiqued.

Upon hearing her score, Han Yiyin tensed up: the pipa was not her strong suit, and the piece Xie Chucai had given her was extraordinarily difficult, so naturally her performance score was pitifully low.

“As I expected, you see—Han Yiyin is not great with the pipa, right?”

“The piece Xie Chucai wrote is really tricky, but it does sound good.

It’s impressive that an agent can be so capable.”

“He’s not just any agent, he was previously an honorary tutor at Peyton Public School, very skilled in everything.

That’s why Xia Huai chose him.”

“Now we’ll have to see what piece Teacher Gu has written for Xia Huai.

I think Teacher Gu is truly remarkable; there’s sure to be a spectacle.”

“That’s not necessarily the case; nobody is perfect at everything.

I’m not too optimistic about this Teacher Gu, and no matter what is written, Xia Huai will surely be able to perform it.

I doubt it will be worse than Han Yiyin’s.”

“…”

Han Yiyin could only again look at Teacher Gu, who she had randomly brought in, hoping he could save her once more.

“Teacher Gu, it’s time for you to present your piece,” Li Hao said to Teacher Gu, with an unmistakable eagerness in his eyes.

“Wait!”

Just as Teacher Gu was about to hand his composition to Xia Huai, Xia Huai suddenly spoke up to stop him, then said to Li Hao, “Referee, I would like to choose an instrument first and then look at the sheet music to perform.

Is that permissible?” Xia Huai’s expression and tone were distinctly arrogant.

“Is Xia Huai trying to crush Han Yiyin?

He’s certainly not giving her any face!”

“Xia Huai is really calculating!

Han Yiyin scored only sixty-five after seeing the sheet music and then performing.

If Xia Huai chooses the instrument first and then sees the sheet music and scores higher, even if he doesn’t win, it will be a blow to Han Yiyin’s pride.”

“Xia Huai’s real strength is music; I heard his father is already planning on having him debut while continuing his studies!”

“…”

The murmurs around him only made Xia Huai hold his head higher.

His actions were primarily for the sake of face; previously, he had always been at the top, but each time it was Han Yiyin and Teacher Gu who garnered attention and intrigue with their thrilling and stunning victories.

How could he not be the main character?

Xia Huai absolutely could not accept this.

“That Xia Huai wants to beat me and embarrass me on purpose.

He didn’t even glance at Teacher Gu’s composition before declaring he wanted to pick an instrument, how annoying!” Han Yiyin cursed unhappily in her heart.

Li Hao didn’t expect that Xia Huai would dare to make such a choice.

He wanted to see how capable the top student of Peyton Public School really was, so he nodded in agreement.

Without hesitation, Xia Huai chose the flute, which he was most skilled at and looked the coolest playing.

He casually flipped the flute in his hand and then said to Li Hao, “Now I can look at the composition.”

Xia Huai took the composition from Teacher Gu with a smug smile, gave it a casual glance…

a careful look…

and then an even closer look…

Xia Huai’s proud smile slowly froze, like a wild flame that shrank and shrank until it retreated into the hole of a lighter.

“What’s wrong with Xia Huai?

Why does it seem as if something unexpected has happened?”

“Could it be that Xia Huai is feeling unwell?

Or is it that he can’t play at all?”

“What kind of talk is that?

Xia Huai has strong sight-reading abilities; how could he not be able to play?

Probably, the instrument he chose wasn’t perfect enough.”

“That must be it.

I also think Xia Huai must feel that the flute isn’t perfect enough.

He wants to show his most perfect side.”

Xia Huai, who had been progressing smoothly in the competition, suddenly encountered an unexpected challenge.

His supporters firmly believed he wanted to present his most perfect side, all deliberating on how to best perform.

The general audience’s comments quickly turned into chants of support for Xia Huai, especially a group of girls experiencing their first crush.

They shouted Xia Huai’s name heedlessly, making various nauseating and embarrassing declarations of their affection.

“This…”

Seeing Xia Huai as if he was about to say something, the noisy sounds on the scene finally began to subside, as a group of girls waited eagerly for him to say something grand that would make them swoon.

“This…

this isn’t even a composition at all!

I suspect this so-called Teacher Gu is deliberately trying to trouble me!” Xia Huai angrily threw the composition on the ground, pointing at Teacher Gu in a rage, completely disregarding etiquette and propriety.

“Xia Huai, watch your language,” Li Hao warned him, surprised by Xia Huai’s behavior—he hadn’t expected this top student to behave so poorly.

“Watch my language?!

Who can stay rational in the face of such mockery?!

Or does Mr.

Li think there’s a composition under Heaven that I, Xia Huai, can’t play?” Xia Huai said arrogantly to Li Hao, no longer caring that he was speaking to a senior master, his tone so haughty that it made the audience grimace.

“Xia Huai!

Xia Huai!

We will always support you!

You are the best!”

“Xia Huai, you’re so cool!

You’re the real master!

You’re the best!”

“Xia Huai, you’re the number one!

No one can compete with you!

Those who mock Xia Huai should be punished!”

“…”

Xia Huai, in front of the international piano master Li Hao, said the words that excited his adoring young fans, causing a furor among the girls who began to shout in support of him.

Han Qishan and Xiao Shuren were surprised to hear Xia Huai speak like this; they had always seen Xia Huai as a sensible and outstanding child.

Both had even considered him as a potential fiancé for their daughter, and now they were having second thoughts.

“How can Huai be like this?

This shouldn’t be!

Could he really be that provoked?” Xia Huai’s mother, Su Muqing, said to her husband, Xia Minglang.

“How can this child become so impatient?

This is a public place; speaking like this will affect how the Han Family sees him.

What on Earth did that Teacher Gu write on the paper?

It doesn’t make sense for Huai to lose his temper like this,” Xia Minglang was also confused.

The ignorant and fearlessly shouting girls not only failed to bolster Xia Huai’s morale but also made the perplexed adults even more disgusted with Xia Huai and the senseless girls.

Li Hao, as an international piano master, had never been spoken to like this before, especially by a junior like Xia Huai.

However, his restraint led him merely to shake his head at Xia Huai, erasing any good impression he had.

Li Hao didn’t want to lose dignity by arguing with Xia Huai.

He bent down, picked up the composition from the ground, and was immediately stunned.

After a long moment, he regained his senses and asked Teacher Gu, “Gu…

Teacher Gu, this isn’t a composition, is it?”

Li Hao’s uncertainty stemmed from feeling that he had seen something similar to what Teacher Gu had written before, but he couldn’t quite remember where.

In any case, it wasn’t a composition he recognized.

“I would like to ask the judges, what happens if this thing can’t be played?” Teacher Gu asked Li Hao.

“Well…

of course, it would have to be scored zero,” Li Hao said hesitantly, his mind still recalling past events, trying to search his memory for an answer.

“Judges!

Let’s be clear about this!

It’s not that I can’t play it, but that what he wrote isn’t a composition at all!

So he should be the one scored zero, not me!” Xia Huai said aggressively, not wanting to miss his last chance to make an impact.

“Xia Huai!

How can you be so rude to Mr.

Li?!” Han Yiyin couldn’t stand Xia Huai’s arrogant behavior.

Xia Huai had long been uncomfortable with Han Yiyin, who had been last twice and yet had somehow stolen his thunder both times.

He sneered at her and said, “Han Yiyin, what right do you have to chime in?

Think about it, what do these two competitions have to do with you?

If it weren’t for this Gu person, you would have been eliminated in the first round!”