Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
Everyone was stunned. Mirabella didn’t look at the sheet music, yet she played each note so naturally. It was very melodious.
“I’m a fan of Maestro Melody. This song’s melody and momentum are just like their style!”
“Only Maestro Melody could create such a beautiful song!”
This song must be hers, or else how could she play it without any preparation.”
“She must be Maestro Melody, no doubt!”
Kenneth and Louisa were taken aback. Bella was Maestro Melody? Their precious daughter was a musical prodigy?!
They had no idea.
To be able to play the piano with her back to it, without sheet music, and in such a graceful manner. What was more, her technique was correct!
The entire song was very much in line with Maestro Melody’s usual style. Maestro Melody’s music was very moving, and everyone was touched. In contrast, people realized that the song “Misery” Yolanda had written was total trash!
The girl playing the piano was definitely Maestro Melody!
Taking the microphone from the host after her performance, Mirabella casually said, “I wrote the song last year for the earthquake survivors, so I can play it without the score.”
Talking about proof!
Demetrius and Olga in the audience were gobsmacked, finding it hard to believe that this chick who just nailed the piano performance used to be their daughter.
Wasn’t she supposed to be all thumbs? And always ice–cold? How could she play the piano? And such a difficult piece at that.
Rumor had it that someone once offered a fortune to Maestro Melody to compose a piece but was turned down. Who would’ve thought that the one who snubbed them was none other than Mirabella.
Serena was also taken aback that Mirabella was Maestro Melody. Her performance just now clearly put her head and shoulders above everyone else! And to think she had been showing off right in front of her! How embarrassing was that?!
Yolanda, totally floored but refusing to admit it, retorted, “No way! President Jasmine said that this song is already in the textbooks. You must have gotten a sneak peek at the sheet music to embarrass me, and learned it by heart!” There was no way she could’ve played it so smoothly!
She was only able to learn the piano by mooching off the Melton family’s wealth after taking over her position as their daughter. Nothing to brag about! After hearing Mirabella’s performance, Frida was shell–shocked. She had just publicly played the climax of Maestro Melody’s piece. What if Maestro Melody thought she sucked?
Seeing Yolanda still in denial, Jasmine’s got her blood boiling, “So if you insist that you single–handedly composed ‘Misery, and since you were able to create such a beautiful climax. Do you dare to have a showdown here with Maestro Melody?”
A showdown??
“You and Maestro Melody will each have ten minutes to improvise. If you really have talent and your improvisation can surpass Maestro Melody’s, then we will recognize your ability!” With that, Jasmine gave her a cold stare, “The ball is in your court!”
From the side, Mirabella chimed in, “We don’t need ten minutes.”
She sat at the piano and casually played a melody. Without any preparation or thoughtful consideration, her music was still pleasing to the ears. After playing a light and joyful tune, Mirabella switched to a majestic melody which clearly conveyed anger. This was followed by a sad melody, and ended with a cheerful tune that lifted everyone’s spirits.
She used her music to express “joy,” “anger, “sorrow,” and “happiness.” The audience erupted into thunderous applause. Her technique, her ability to improvise, the style and level of her melodies, all proved she was Melody!!!
The applause was deafening and seemed to last forever. Even Kenneth and Louisa were clapping like crazy. They never expected their little girl to be such a whiz at the piano. She rocked!
Yolanda’s face was a blend of shock and shame.
Mirabella’s piano skills were not only superior to hers, but also far surpassed everyone present! She really was Melody!
Serena had just one question after listening to Mirabella’s impromptu performance: how on earth could she play so well without any preparation? Throughout the years, Serena had listened to a lot of niche plano pieces. She was sure that the melodies Mirabella just played had never been performed in public before. It was highly possible that they were truly improvised! She couldn’t understand how a melody that hadn’t been repeatedly polished and carefully thought out could be played so brilliantly on the spot!
She had foolishly asked Mirabella before if she had learned piano and if she’d won any awards. She even bragged about winning over fifty championships since childhood and her teacher being the famous piano master Andy.
Now she felt utterly embarrassed. In front of Mirabella, Andy was nothing.
Melody was a legend in the piano world, unbeaten till this day! She had won countless top awards both domestically and internationally, a real big shot! In Melody’s eyes, regardless of how many championships her opponents won, even if it was five hundred, she wouldn’t bat an eyelid. Her skill level was out of this world!
Serena felt like she had definitely made a fool of herself. When she asked those arrogant questions earlier, Mirabella was still playing games. She thought Mirabella was just average. Her previous disdain and self–righteousness had now become slaps in the face, hitting her again and again.
Serena couldn’t describe her feelings at the moment. Was it frustration? Unwillingness? Sadness? Disappointment? Depression? Feeling useless? Or some other emotion?
“Your turn.” On stage, Jasmine lifted her red lips, confidently looking at Yolanda, “Mirabella has completed her improvisation. I believe everyone has seen her level. You thought your talent is above Mirabella’s, right? Now you can show everyone.”
Yolanda stood still, her body uncontrollably trembling. She knew her creative level better than anyone. Once displayed, it would definitely be a joke. How could she possibly compare to Mirabella!
Seeing her embarrassment, Jasmine coldly laughed, “If you can’t improvise, just play a famous piece you’re familiar with.”
Yolanda couldn’t play. Her teacher had taught her some famous pieces in the past, but she couldn’t remember a complete melody without looking at the sheet music. Even if someone put the sheet music in front of her, she would still play it awkwardly, definitely not as smoothly as Mirabella just did. Anyone who knew piano could tell her level immediately!
“You can’t even play famous pieces?” Jasmine found it ironic. She had overestimated her.
Yolanda bit her lower lip, still insisting, “I just went blank all of a sudden.”
Seeing her distressed expression, Jasmine found it incredibly amusing, “Since you’re not good at improvising and don’t remember any famous pieces, then play something you’re familiar with.”
Yolanda still stood there. She had been practicing the piece “Misery” for the past month and hadn’t practiced any other pieces.
“What? Can’t you even play other piano pieces? Not even the most basic Twinkle Twinkle Little Star?” Jasmine said.
Laughter erupted from the audience.
“I never thought Yolanda couldn’t play the piano!”
“Can she only play ‘Misery‘?”
“She can’t even remember sheet music?”
“Remembering sheet music is the most basic thing for people learning the piano. It’s unbelievable that she can’t even remember a complete piece of music.”
“And what’s more, she can’t even play ‘Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.‘ That’s just ridiculous! I could play that when I was four.”
“How could someone like her get second place?”
“There must be something fishy about her second place!”
Ashley, a judge sitting in the front row of the audience, took the microphone and said disappointingly, “This year’s piano competition not only requires high–level performance, but also your own composition. From the first preliminary round to the top eight in the third round, you have been playing the same piece.”
Other contestants would compose several pieces and take turns to perform, showing their better side and getting more points. But Yolanda had been performing ‘Misery‘ from beginning to end.
“At first, I thought you were confident in your own composition and thought you could win the competition with one song. So you performed with one song from beginning to end. I even thought you were confident. I didn’t expect that it’s the exact opposite, and you could only play ‘Misery!” Ashley was extremely disappointed in her, “You tried to bluff your way through this serious and solemn occasion. I’m very disappointed in you.”
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