Everyone was guessing the relationship between this mysterious Asian woman and Prince Garo.
Although Xia Wanruan felt that this person was really haunting her, the World Music Competition was broadcasted to the world. Xia Wanruan was concerned about the reputation of both sides, so she nodded slightly.
"Thank you."
Prince Garo smiled and then walked into the church under the suspicious eyes of the crowd.
[Squeeze in, I'm here. Why are there so many people watching this year's live broadcast?]
[Don't you think that the way the prince looks at Xia Wanruan is a bit strange?]
[I think so. Xia Wanruan can enter the music competition because of Prince Garo?]
[The person in front is really disabled but strong. You're blind and deaf, yet you still came to watch the live-stream. The official platform has already released all the competition videos. Anyone can tell that Xia Wanyuan relied on her own strength, alright?]
The order of the finalists was completely disrupted. Xia Wanruan happened to be the tenth contestant, so she was the last one to go on stage.
The other contestants were more or less nervous, but Xia Wanruan was calmer. She found a seat by the window and listened to the music of the contestants who had already gone on stage.
The live broadcast switched to the church, and everyone's attention was attracted by the contestants.
Among the ten contestants, only three were women. Except for Xia Wanruan, the other two were gathered together to discuss.
"Hey, do you know what that Hua person is playing?"
"I think it's a guqin. I've never seen this kind of instrument before. It's said that she plays it well."
"Hmph, how can a Hua person participate in an Austrian competition? What kind of good music can they have?"
Originally, the two were still communicating in other languages, but a blonde woman suddenly changed her language to English, as if she was deliberately saying it for Xia Wanruan to hear.
Xia Wanruan did hear this sentence. She turned her head and saw the blonde woman looking at her arrogantly. This was the attitude of the advanced Western countries towards the Hua people.
"Which country are you from?" Xia Wanruan suddenly asked, with some authority.
"McCann," the blonde woman said proudly.
"Sorry, I've never heard of it. Let me check it on the Internet." Xia Wanruan smiled, then lowered her head to search for a word. "Oh, so it's a small country with a history of only 500 years. No wonder you're so ignorant. Before your ancestors were born, Hua had already developed for thousands of years."
"You …" The blonde woman wanted to refute, but she knew very little about Hua. For a moment, she was rendered speechless by Xia Wanruan.
"Alice, don't argue with her," another foreign woman advised. "You can't be angry with her. You have to prepare well. You're about to go on stage. Master Roman is looking forward to it."
Hearing Master Roman's name, the blonde woman calmed down. She glared at Xia Wanruan and walked to the side to practice her zither.
Not long after, the blonde woman was called out.
Xia Wanruan listened to this person's performance. Although this person was annoying, she did have some strength. No wonder she was so arrogant.
The selection process proceeded in an orderly manner. Very soon, all nine contestants had appeared on stage.
These nine people each had their own advantages. The audience and the judges enjoyed a feast of music. Most of the reporters had begun to guess this year's champion based on the reactions of the judges and the audience.
As for Xia Wanruan?
Although she was an unexpected dark horse, Hua had no sense of existence for a long time. Except for the local Hua reporters who were still paying attention to Xia Wanruan, the other countries didn't care much.
The audience in the church had never even heard of a zither performance. They didn't have any expectations for this strange oriental instrument.
"Next, let's welcome Miss Xia Wanruan from Hua." With the host's voice, the lights in the hall gradually dimmed, leaving only a small bunch on the stage.
A corner of a white skirt first appeared in front of everyone. The lights gradually climbed, and Xia Wanruan appeared on the stage.
She was wearing a white mermaid dress. The dress was dotted with broken diamonds, reflecting the dazzling light. Her eyebrows were dark, and her eyes were clear. There was a moment of collective silence.
Master Roman, who was sitting in the middle of the judges' table, widened his eyes when he saw Xia Wanruan's appearance. Wasn't this the Muse sent by God?!
After the amazement, Master Roman's eyes showed some worry.
This Asian woman was too beautiful. For a musician, the most important thing was to make people pay attention to her music. This woman's stunning beauty would distract people's attention from her appearance, which was not a good thing for her to participate in the competition.
Xia Wanruan bowed to the judges and the audience, and then sat in front of the zither.