Chapter 1003


    Who didn''t know the wealth of the Collins family? They indulged in only the best.


    "It''s no problem,’ Arabe said, clutching her violin as she ascended the stage.


    The crowd''s jeers escted. They hadn''t expected the straight-A schr to have such courage to


    ept the challenge so readily.


    Thispetition was shaping up to be quite the spectacle.


    The apuse from the audience was like a wave, one crashing after another.


    Perhaps not expecting Arabe to ept the challenge, Alma seemed even more smug.


    It wasn''t enough to be brave on such a grand asion. The potential humiliation could spread to her


    family, to Westerly College, people wouldugh at the straight-A student, wouldn''t they?


    The host introduced Arabe, and she began to perform.


    Serena, amongst the audience, knew of Arabe''s fame as a piano master, but Alma didn''t.


    Serena thought Arabe was proficient in piano, but not necessarily in violin.


    To lose to a college student on the violin as the renowned Maestro Melody, wouldn''t that be the real


    humiliation?


    She didn''t care who won or lost. Whether Arabe or Alma lost, it would be a pleasure to watch.


    Arabe, already strikingly beautiful, stood on the stage. Under the spotlight, she was iparable.


    Her right hand, holding the bow, was incredibly steady. Her left hand was precise, her bowing even.


    The melody she yed was beautiful, and her tone was impable. Her music was as clean and


    beautiful as she was.


    Just standing on stage, she emanated an air of sophistication and artistic temperament far above the


    rest.


    Everyone was stunned. They hadn''t expected the straight-A schr to y the violin so well.


    They even less expected her incredibleposure. Standing on stage, she seemed like an


    untouchable dream.


    Her performance was pure and incisive, noble yet fierce. Her unparalleled tone and powerful


    interpretation had an epic quality, representing nobility and resilience.


    The joy and sorrow of life, the abundance of emations, the icy cold and fiery heat, under Arabe''s


    passionate interpretation, swept over everyone like a tornado.


    The word ‘stunning’ was not enough to describe the impact of her performance.


    Alma, standing to the side, was frozen. She waspletely drawn into the world created by the music.


    It felt as if the world only contained the girl on stage, her music leading everyone through the peaks


    and valleys of life.


    When the music ended, everyone was lost in the wonderful melody. It was a while before thunderous


    apuse broke out.


    The apusested for a while. The girl on the stage bowed, her posture elegant and beautiful.


    The violinist and music professor from Summerfield College, Professor Antonio, apuded


    enthusiastically, praising, “Your bowing skills and performance technique are not inferior to any master


    of your generation."


    Such high praise led to another wave of apuse.


    Another judge picked up the microphone, emotionally asking, "I want to ask, where did this piecee


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    from?"


    It was so melodious and pleasing to the ear!


    Just listening to it once was enough to leave asting impression.


    "It was an improvisation,’ Arabe truthfully answered.


    The audience was once again shocked. Even the judges thought she was a prodigy. That such a


    beautiful piece of music was an improvisation by her!