Chapter 52: The Maid (2)

Shen Yue has always loved these things that can make her appear to be out of the ordinary, because Chen Ruoqiu was originally a good hand of the qin, not only can caress, but will also compose some of their own random songs, and then write the words, Shen Yue is to learn this hand extremely well. Every year, she was able to win the first prize, so every year here, it was the time for people to appreciate her zither skills.

In the women’s group, once Shen Yue was there, no one else would have humiliated themselves by choosing the “qin” category. Shen Qing had naturally made an effort, and in the “Chess” category, she won a first place.

When it came to the “zither”, there was a lot of talk in the audience.

Shen Yue gracefully went on stage, burning incense and bathing her hands. She was originally born beautiful and graceful, pink soft appearance, very touching. With a shallow smile at the corner of her mouth, she really looked like a little fairy.

She played “Winged Moon”.

Aria Moon is an extremely difficult piece for a traveler in a faraway land who misses his homeland and his loved ones. The first part of the piece is tender and frustrated, followed by intense pathos, and the last part is saddening. The beginning and the end are a great test of skill and emotion.

In her previous life, Shen Yue had also gotten the wind of this song, and was instantly popular. In contrast, she was even more unbearable. Now that I think about it, it seems that every time Shen Yue’s beauty was famous, she was stepping on Shen Miao’s wretchedness to climb up the ladder.

Shen Miao looked at the young girl on the stage.

Shen Yue had already begun. As soon as she plucked the strings of the zither, the strings seemed to have a spirit, spreading infinitely softly in her hands, and the tune was ethereal, with a flavor that drifted and fell into the ears of everyone present. Her fingers fluttered on the strings like butterflies traveling through a sea of flowers, and every twist and turn of the strings was a perfect match.

Feng Anning bit her lip, even if she didn’t like Shen Yue, she had to admit that Shen Yue’s zither skills were outstanding. Compared to that, the piece that she had won the “First A” award for just now was really very poor.

It was a tune that missed his relatives and his homeland, but it made Shen Miao’s fists gradually clench.

Even if there was a new life, those who had already died could not be resurrected. Wan Yu and Fu Ming would not appear again either. Shen Yue’s song was rather like a funeral bell-like vengeful resentment song. Listening to it in one’s ears, instead of comfort, it was all blood feud.

Cai Lin ran to the outside of the seat, trying his hardest to get closer to the high platform so that he could take in every single look of his beloved. He was mesmerized by the wonderful sound of the zither, but was suddenly broken by the sound of someone talking.

“The second girl is really unlucky, she has never won the second place, but she was robbed of the first place by someone like the fifth girl who used means.” The one who spoke was a slender maid, Cai Lin recognized her as Shen Yue’s personal maid, Shu Xiang, and couldn’t help but look over there.

“That’s right, besides, the fifth girl didn’t even ‘choose’ anymore, it’s simply her intention to go against the second girl.” Another maid said.

“Ai, it’s a pity that our second girl is so kind-hearted that she doesn’t know how much anger she’s suffered from the fifth girl in private. Isn’t it because of the Grand Master that the Fifth Girl dared to treat the Second Girl this way? The second girl is so pitiful, having prepared for so long, only to have the fruit snatched away by someone else for good reason.”

“It would be nice if someone could take it out for the second girl, like… having the fifth girl on stage during the ‘picking’?”

“What nonsense.” Shuxiang interrupted her, “Everyone knows that the fifth girl is incapable of playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, picking the fifth girl is not lowering her own status. I think it’s impossible for the women’s group, if the men’s group picks her, that’s the only way to take out the anger for the fifth girl.”

The sound of the conversations gradually diminished, Cai Lin’s eyes moved a bit, looked at Shen Yue on the stage, and had an idea in his heart.