"From Greta Critten Nana Li to Christina Nana Li, that should make her the eighth generation."
Just then,
Tuoba Jianhui, who had remained silent throughout the competition so far, spoke up.
He raised his imposing gaze toward Christine onstage.
"If we count from Elias Reyes Nana Li, the founding cellist of the Nana Li family, Christine is the fourteenth generation. They truly are one of the oldest cello families in United Kingdom history."
"Wait, wait, wait."
Yao Han clutched his head, as though he had just realized some earth-shattering news.
"So Christine Nana Li is the direct descendant of that famous historical cellist, Greta Critten Nana Li?"
"Yes." Tuoba Jianhui nodded.
"Th-That's incredible!"
Yao Han said in disbelief.
Greta Critten Nana Li.
August 22, 1801, to March 25, 1864.
One of the greatest cellists and musicians in United Kingdom history, she composed numerous renowned concertos and symphonies, leaving a profound influence on the music of countries throughout Europe.
She was practically a textbook figure in the world of cello.
And throughout the Nana Li family's history, nearly every generation had produced cellists. Among them, seven musicians, including Greta, had been enshrined among the greats by later generations of the music world.
Thus, the Nana Li family was also known as one of England's greatest cello families.
No one had expected it.
This Christine Nana Li before them was actually a descendant of that Nana Li family.
When Yao Han had first seen her on the contestant list, he honestly had not made the connection.
"Then it seems this Nana Li's performance is truly worth looking forward to."
"Not necessarily."
He Shumo mercilessly cut in from the side.
"Her aura has already fallen apart."
At that moment, in the lounge,
Lin Tian had also noticed the subtle change in Nana Li's