Chapter 218 Completely defeated and fled...

"Zhang Yao," Meng Jinzhu said again, "it's still too late to turn back now."

Bang!

What answered her was the door being slammed shut from inside the house.

Gong Chengxiang and others were left outside the door, looking at each other in shock.

Liu Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that Zhang Yao was still holding on for breath.

After about half an hour, the door opened.

Gong Chengxiang and others returned to the front.

Liu Zhu also went to appease the audience.

Xi Ze and others did not know where they had gone.

All the bodyguards who were knocked unconscious were also taken away.

Everything is as it was originally.

Zhang Yao was in a daze, as if the chaos just now was a dream.

Teacher Hu was still here and handed her the violin, "Teacher Zhang, come on."

Zhang Yao picked up the stand, took the piano, stepped on comfortable high heels, and walked along the passage towards the high platform in front of where everyone was shouting.

"Zhang Yao, have you ever really felt guilty?"

Vaguely, she heard a questioning voice coming from behind her.

The voice came from Meng Jinzhu, whom she would always think of when she had nightmares.

Zhang Yao's body stiffened, and all the fear and resentment that she had suppressed after just half an hour's rest suddenly resurfaced.

She wanted to look back, but a deafening call came from ahead.

"It's coming, it's finally coming!!"

"Zhang Yao ah ah ah!!!"

"Zhang Yao! Zhang Yao!"

"..."

The lights came down from overhead. Zhang Yao stood in the light, listened to the call, tried her best to block out the sounds behind her, walked onto the stage, and bowed to the audience.

"I've kept everyone waiting for a long time."

Her injured finger did not affect her ability to hold the bow, and a band-aid was put on it.

It's still very obvious.

"What happened to her hand?"

"Are you injured?"

"You were backstage for so long, weren't you bullied by Xi Jiu?"

"I'll go! Xi Jiu is so shameless, how can he still resort to deception if he can't win?"

"You're injured and you still go on stage..."

Listening to the voices behind them, Gong Chengxiang and the others frowned, but in the end they didn't say anything. They just spoke to the stage and said, "Let's get started."

"The hands do not affect the playing of the piano, so there is no need to worry." Zhang Yao pursed her lips, adjusted her mentality, put on the piano, pinched the bow, raised her posture, and sounded the first string.

It's like a gurgling stream, very pleasant to the ear.

There is no doubt about her strength.

The audience members in the front row who knew how to play violin nodded in appreciation.

But Zhang Yao accurately captured it, and Gong Chengxiang frowned.

"Zhang Yao, have you ever really felt guilty?"

"Zhang Yao, I've already given it up to you, why do you still want to harm me..."

"Your piano is a defective product, Ogotov has always known..."

There were thousands of pairs of eyes in the audience, some were looking at her excitedly, and some had their eyes closed, listening with great enjoyment.

The entire venue was silent except for the sound of her violin, but Zhang Yao seemed to hear countless voices...

squeak--

A harsh sound came out, and the bow in her hand missed the strings.

The music stopped.

She turned her head suddenly and looked towards the side curtain, but there was no one there.

"Why did you stop?"

Everyone was stunned.

Zhang Yao came to her senses in the commotion, her face turned pale, she quickly picked up the piano again and continued to play, the sound of the piano squeaked...

"...Why do I feel that she is not as good as Xi Jiu?"

After a moment of silence, someone in the audience dared to speak in a low voice.

No matter before or after, the sound of Xi Jiu's piano can take people into another world.

But Zhang Yao... can only say it nicely.

"What's wrong with this?"

"Is it affected by the injury to your hand?"

"Why do I feel like she's not in the right state..."

"Xi Jiu must have threatened her!"

"..."

The discussion in the audience gradually became louder, and doubts appeared on everyone's face.

Even the big guys in the VIP seats frowned.

Backstage.

A place where music can be heard.

Meng Jinzhu said softly, "Zhang Yao's mentality has collapsed..."

And her inner demons!

Xi Jiu's face was expressionless.

The audience's voice was not loud.

But each one is like being twisted into a thread, and it goes into Zhang Yao's ears one by one!

Zhang Yao bit her lip, closed her eyes, and speeded up her hands, trying to concentrate and immerse herself in the world of the music.

But when she closed her eyes, all she could think about was——

In front of her, Meng Jinzhu looked desperate and embarrassed as she jumped into the sea.

The scene of the tragic death of Meng’s parents…

Meng Jinzhu, who was supposed to be dead, suddenly appeared alive and questioned her...

The teacher knew that the piano was a defective product, but he lied to her and let her show off for so long...

And Xi Jiu’s cold face…

And what Song Yi said...

Everything, everything, is coming.

squeak--

The sound of the piano began to sound sparse, harsh and unpleasant.

This feeling was just like the first few times Xi Jiu pulled.

"What's going on?"

"Zhang Yao, can you do it?"

"Zhang Yao, what's wrong with you?"

"This is not your level..."

One after another, all rushed into Zhang Yao's ears.

Zhang Yao's eyes were in a trance again, her body swayed, and the voices were far and near, lingering around her.

"Teacher Zhang, you..."
To be continued...