I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 449 447: It’s Just a Broken Qin

"Zhang Menglong, having this strength at your age is quite impressive, but if this is your source of pride, let me tell you, in our Hua Family, you are nothing!"

"Are you out of your mind?" Zhang Menglong rolled his eyes, "I'm speechless. From start to finish, the one putting on an act here is you. Would it kill you people to have a little less sense of superiority?"

"Fine, I won't waste my breath on you," Zhang Menglong had no patience to continue talking with this kind of person. Everyone here is a rich second generation, so how can there be such a big difference? Did these people really think their family was the Royal Family, that everyone must revolve around them?

It seemed like Hua Ye treated Zhang Menglong as a hypothetical enemy, but in reality, Zhang Menglong had no intention of becoming his enemy, because to be his enemy, no one was qualified!

"It's starting, it's starting!" With the commotion, the entire venue suddenly became quiet, as if only that shining stage existed in the world.

Every contestant in this competition tried their best to showcase themselves: their instruments, their music, their dance.

Zhang Menglong's investment made anyone who thought of rigging the voting give up the idea, and his showdown with Hua Ye became a lesson for those who tried to rig votes. This season of Future Star became almost the cleanest talent show in recent years.

This gave all the contestants a dazzling sense of hope. If they could win today's stage, then the future would be star-studded!

With the host's opening remarks, one after another, the stage performances ensued, and the applause and cheers from the crowd were unending.

"Now, let us welcome Hua Yuhan to bring us the final stage performance!"

Despite the previous vote manipulation, Hua Yuhan's professional skills had indeed attracted a large number of fans, and suddenly, numerous corners of the venue lit up with Hua Yuhan's support signs.

An ancient piano rose from the center of the stage, and with the central LED screen, everyone's eyes were fixed on that piano.

"What's going on? Such an old piano? Are you kidding me?"

"The wood is almost rotten! With all the wealth of the Hua Family, can't they get a decent piano?"

"Just dead, could it be that during the vote manipulation against Zhang Menglong, all the money was spent?"

"Hahaha, are they that down and out?"

A flurry of whispers arose among the audience.

Although the surrounding voices were negative, Hua Yuhan and Hua Ye always maintained their smiles because they knew that the world would never lack connoisseurs, and soon they would realize how foolish their mockery was.

"What a beautiful gown!"

"I've seen this in a Fashion Week magazine! A famous dress by a Frankfurt designer showcased at the Milan Fashion Week. I heard a tycoon bid 6.5 million US Dollars for it, but it wasn't sold!"

"My God, another person dressed in a 'building' coming to perform!"

"Hmm? Why did I say 'another'?"

...

Hua Yuhan sat on the piano stool, and as the first note fell, the whole venue immediately became silent. It was Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata, a song Hua Yuhan had carefully arranged for this competition!

"Isn't this sound too clean?"

"I study piano, and the sound of this piano could only come from one worth at least several hundred thousand dollars."

"Such an old piano and it still has such sound?"

"That's what you don't understand. Pianos, like wine, need a certain amount of aging to reach the perfect level of sound. Of course, it's not always better; if the piano is rotten, there's nothing good to say."

"Really? Don't you get the feeling, she's like a female Beethoven!"

"Wait a moment! I just remembered!" Whether it was people at the venue or those watching the live broadcast, suddenly a part of the audience seemed to realize something and then took out their smartphones to start searching for some information.

"This... this piano... it looks like one Beethoven played!" The images on their phones were almost identical to this piano!

"Graft, a piano that had been missing for nearly 200 years!"

"Yes! That's the one, did you see? There is Beethoven's name on it, and even the scratches and the grain of the wood are exactly the same!"

"My goodness, could these all be national treasure-level historic art pieces?"

"Wow, performing on stage with a national treasure? That's incredibly bold."

"Did she change it herself? The melody is wonderful, and the lyrics aren't bad either!"

"Look, she's switched to the violin now!"

"Such versatility! Absolutely versatile!"

Hua Yuhan's performance brought countless surprises to many people, and her improvement was clearly evident in competition after competition, possessing all the skills a mature artist needs with high completeness!

After the stage performance ended, the applause from the audience still lasted for a long time, and support for Hua Yuhan skyrocketed.

"Mr. Zhang, not bad at all for my younger sister's performance, right?" Hua Ye looked at Zhang Menglong as if challenging him, even Hua Ye himself was a bit surprised that his sister could achieve such a level.

"Not bad," Zhang Menglong casually commented, "but still far behind our Yiyi."

"Humph! I really want to see what you can really do!" Hua Ye scoffed, believing he had done everything to perfection, thinking that if Zhang Menglong could do it, he was merely copying.

"Next, let's welcome Lu Yiyao with her stage performance!"

"Wow!" The applause thundered on site, and in the over two months of recording this show, Lu Yiyao's fan count reached a terrifying more than 20 million, even surpassing many well-established top celebrities by a lot!

"Look, what is she holding? A guqin?"

"Strange, is she going to sing with the guqin? I have never seen such a style before."

"This feels a bit weak compared to Zhang's grandeur, shouldn't she at least bring out a Chopin or Liszt piano? I remember Lu Yiyao can play the piano too."

But when the first note was played, everyone fell silent, the sound of the guqin seeming to possess magical powers, transporting everyone's consciousness to an ethereal Immortal Realm.

The song Lu Yiyao sang was an ancient-style song, her voice sweet and soft, harmonizing perfectly with the guqin's sound, and it seemed as though a dancing fairy appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Is... is this an Illusionary Realm?" Hua Ye's forehead sweated profusely, and, as a Psychic with immense spiritual power, he felt as though he was hypnotized at that moment.

No matter what he tried to bring himself back to consciousness, he could not escape from the world created by the guqin's and the singing's sounds.

"This guqin sound is bewitched!"

"What... what kind of sound is this!"

"Impossible!"

In many corners of the city, groups of old folks suddenly opened their eyes and directed their gaze towards the direction of the sports stadium.

"This kind of guqin sound carries an ancient vibration, could this be an instrument made with ancient artifact refining techniques?"

"No, throughout Huaxia's history, only the legendary Fuxi Guqin could have such an effect, how could the Fuxi Guqin appear in a variety show?"

"Check! Check it out immediately!"

Countless families sprang into action at that moment.

Legend has it that the Fuxi Guqin, just like the Xuanyuan Sword, is a Level Four weapon, its sounds can mesmerize and inspire allies, absolutely the strongest support equipment for Psychics and Martial Artists with powerful spiritual power!

The guqin sound finally ended slowly, and everyone came to their senses only to realize they had been in the sports stadium all along, but the Immortal Realm just now felt incredibly real.

"How about that, convinced?" Zhang Menglong looked at the stunned Hua Ye.

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"You... what on earth is this instrument?" Hua Ye asked unwillingly, determined to understand if he was to lose!

"Nothing special, just a broken guqin," Zhang Menglong said, "dug it out from one of our family's storerooms, seems it's called the Fuxi Guqin or something..."