After a full three seconds of silence.
The audience finally came to their senses and rose to their feet, applauding.
Unprecedented, thunderous applause echoed throughout Qingtian Concert Hall!
"Such rich emotion—it felt like I'd listened to several different pieces."
"My heart kept trembling. That was way too breathtaking!!"
"Big Sister Gan Yan Yu is incredible!!"
"No, bro, why are you crying?"
"Huh? Why did you listen to this piece with a smile on your face??"
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In the audience, people praised the performance while discussing it with those around them. There were all kinds of reactions, and they were astonished when they realized that others had perceived emotions different from their own. Just like the piece itself, it twisted and turned, rising and falling, making their emotions fluctuate again and again.
At the judges' table, He Shumo could not help complaining.
"It felt like it had only just begun. How was it already over!"
"I haven't even gotten a feel for it yet!"
Having his emotions abruptly cut off felt awful.
Of all places, why did it have to end there?
It had to end right there!
Clearly, if there had only been a little more... just a little more, then as a scholar, He Shumo felt he might have been able to taste the true emotion Gan Yan Yu wanted to convey.
But why had it ended already!
"Is it over?"
Yao Han looked thoughtful, wearing an almost-smiling expression.
"Why do I feel like it's only just begun?"
"Only just begun?"
He Shumo was even more confused.
"But hasn't the performance already ended?"
"What comes next is no longer something us judges need to concern ourselves with."
Yao Han rose from his chair.
"As judges, all we need to do is score them based on the stage performance."
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