Producer System: My Girlfriend is a Cellist-Chapter 750 - 463: Champion Winner (Part 2)
The old conductor spoke, his voice transmitted through the microphone with a solemn yet slightly weary hoarseness.
First, he followed a very standard procedure: reviewing the grand happenings of this year's Keller Cup, praising all contestants for their outstanding skills and dedication to music.
Then, he mentioned the strict standards of the competition, stating that the title of "Keller Cup Champion" carries not only the highest honor for cellists but also the highest demand for understanding the essence of music...
Upon hearing this,
Gao Zhenyang, who was watching the live broadcast in the car, let out a loud mocking laugh.
"Ha! If it's really so noble, they wouldn't always be promoting his pop music!"
"Shh—"
He Zhichen reached out and patted Gao Zhenyang,
"Quiet!"
His eyes were glued to the screen, not daring to breathe.
Newman began to review the "glorious history" of the Keller Cup:
"(Since 20 years ago, our Keller Cup International Cello Competition has experienced rapid development, our viewership has increased by 1800 times, our reputation has topped all musical events, and numerous classic and outstanding pop music works have emerged...)"
....
"Damn, old man, why don't you just announce Isaac as the champion!"
Zhang Dong scoffed in front of the screen,
"Just come out with it! All this development relies on pop music, the ancestral methods mustn't be changed..."
"....."
This speech by Newman.
Suddenly left many of the previously excited audience members at a loss.
Not a word mentioned Isaac.
Yet every sentence involved pop music!
This old man, when he sees the results, won't he deny them?!
Seeing the old man still rambling on.
Many netizens were getting anxious.
[Old geezer! Can you hurry up?!]
[Dammit... I have a bad feeling Miss Cat is done for...]
[How can there be such blatant bias? Damn it, just give the trophy to Isaac!!]
"(Now, the final scores are in my hand—I didn't know the results beforehand, just like everyone else, I'm equally curious to see who will claim the championship of this Keller Cup.)"
The old gentleman, with a kindly smile, raised an envelope, and as he spoke these words, he once more looked at Isaac.
However, Isaac still hung his head, saying nothing, which made him somewhat awkward.
"(Ahem...)"
Newman composed his expression,
"(Now, let's look at the final scoring results...)"
The old gentleman smiled as he opened the envelope,
and began reading the text inside:
"(Isaac,
Final score—
Ninety-eight point seven six....
Gan Yanyu—
Final score,
Nine...)"
Newman paused at this point, a bit stunned,
"(Ninety-nine point... nine seven?)"
"(Ninety-nine point nine seven?!)"
99.97?!
Newman looked up in shock.
Even before he could react, just as the score was announced—
Instantly!
The applause erupted like a tsunami! Deafening, overwhelming!
The massive wave of sound almost threatened to lift the roof off the concert hall. Flashbulbs instantly stitched together into a blinding daylight, frantically capturing the expressions of the four people on stage. Confetti and golden paper shredded launched from the ceiling, falling like a resplendent cascade.
"(No, this can't be right! There's a problem!!)" Newman was completely dumbfounded, shouting as if trying to say something.
However, the recorded version of Requiem performed by Lin Tian and Gan Yanyu had already started playing backstage. The stage was thoroughly engulfed by celebratory cannons and golden streamers! Everyone was cheering, the massive wave of sound forcibly drowned out Newman's voice!
99.97... almost a perfect score... Classical music won, how could this be possible?!
This proves that all the judges gave this performance almost a "perfect score" evaluation!!
What happened??
Newman was in disbelief, completely unable to believe it, he looked toward the stage—
Steven sat in the center seat of the judging panel, calmly, looking on with a faint sense of satisfaction and joy in his eyes at everything happening before him.
"(Steven!!!)"
Newman realized what was going on, he shouted out.
He never expected this venerated musician from the association to do something like this.
"(You traitor to pop music!!)"
When Newman's voice rang out—
Steven's tense expression that had lasted 20 years, at this moment, finally brightened:
"Hahahahaha....."
The old man in the judges' seat laughed heartily, no longer caring about maintaining his composure.
To the astonishment of all the judges sitting around him and the numerous media reporters on-site.
Soon, all around the stage, other contestants and staff flocked to Gan Yanyu to offer their congratulations, and the stage quickly became crowded and boisterous.
...
...
At the center of the exuberant crowd,
At this moment, Gan Yanyu stood dazed, gazing around as the "golden" rain of confetti and streamers descended, bathed in this rain, with cheers and music echoing in her ears, her expression somewhat bewildered.
"Congratulations, Teacher Gan Yanyu."
Beside her, Nishikawa Yuubei clapped with a smile, as if he had expected this outcome all along.
"Why are you still standing there in a daze."
Lin Tian's voice sounded in her ear.
Then, a small push was felt on her back—
Gan Yanyu was finally gently pushed forward by Lin Tian.
She stumbled a little toward the central spotlight of the stage.
On the platform in front of her,
stood an abstract cello model meticulously carved from crystal.
Keller Cup Championship Trophy.
What it symbolizes, is unquestionably the title of the world's number one cellist.
At this moment,
The young woman stood under the spotlight, with many in the audience standing up.
