Babel Novel
Chapter 113
Chapter 113
Chapter 113 You Are Just a Fragment of My Life
[Ziana! Mom loves you! You are the best!]
[The Rain Couple, come on!]
[Girls, get ready to vote for Ziana! Ziana must win first place!]
[Shut up, Ziana’s fans. Ziana has been acting these days badly. What can she perform? Only you idiots will admire her performance even if she sh*ts!]
[You lun*tics! Wait Ziana to give you a slap in the face!]
(…)
Ziana’s performance hadn’t even started yet, but the live commenting had already become a mess.
Suddenly, the entire stage went dark.
Everyone fell silent.
Then, a beam of light lit up. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.
Amidst the dazzling white light, a man and a woman walked down from the lifting platform hand in hand, gracefully
and slowly.
The man’s hair was slightly longer, covering his melancholy eyes. He walked slowly, carefully holding the dress for the woman beside him, gentlemanly and charming.
The woman had a graceful figure, with plump breasts and a tiny waist. The slim black suspender dress made her exposed skin look even more white and delicate.
She wore a confident and charming smile on her face, the seaweed-like long curly hair falling behind, among which, the messy and naughty part, slightly curled, made that small face more gorgeous, and her exquisite eyes were so beautiful that your breath would be taken away when she smiled.
Ziana was a real stunner.
Boris, who was in the audience, rolled his Adam’s apple uncontrollably.
The messy live commenting instantly left only admiration and amazement.
[You can always trust Ziana’s pretty face!]
[You can doubt anything else of Ziana, but this face, this temperament, and this figure, are perfect existences that I
will never doubt!]
[G*d was so unfair when creating human beings!]
[Ziana is indeed beautiful, but what is she going to perform? This is not a beauty pageant!]
[…]
Aaron took Ziana by the hand all the way to the center of the stage, and then the light suddenly turned into two beams, following them to separate, one to the left and the other to the right.
Aaron bowed his head to adjust the saxophone, while Ziana sat down beside the piano.
[Ziana is going to play the piano? Ah! Ziana can do everything! Looking forward to it!]
[That’s ridiculous. Please recognize yourself before showing off. Have you practiced the piano for more than ten
years? Or how dare you perform here!)
Is it strange that the daughter of the Scott Family can play the piano?!
So Ziana will bring us a piano and saxophone ensemble! I’m looking forward to it but worried whether Ziana could
keep pace with Aaron because Aaron is quite good at saxophone 1
[I don’t care Ziana is omnipotent! No refutation!!
Netizens and audiences were all in high spirits.
On hearing it was Ziana’s turn to perform, lots of people flooded into the live broadcast room, and the online number immediately exceeded 100 million.
All kinds of speculation, questioning, ridicule, and encouragement emerged one after another, but all these comments
died down after the first note beat.
At the beginning of the piece was a piano solo, as fast as flowing water, which was a test for piano skills, but Ziana
completed it very well.
Ziana’s fingertips danced upon the piano, bringing people into the world she created.
The cheerful music, with a kind of innocence, revealed the joy of a young girl meeting her first love, and a bit of
bravery without hesitation.
Almost everyone was reminded of the past youth, and the person who still remained in that youth.
When everyone was going to recall the feeling of first falling in love, the low-pitched saxophone blended in, and the
cheerful piano changed along with it..
Depression, confusion, bewilderment, and uneasiness were vented by the increasingly resentful piano sound. Under Ziana’s skillful performance, the urgent and dense tune swings changed rapidly, making people almost breathless.
It was like a woman who couldn’t get her love, whose face stayed still, but her heart was screaming hysterically.
Everyone felt her despair and suffering but could do nothing. They could only watch her sinking in pain, tossing and turning alone.
Someone began to cry in front of the screen.
The note stopped abruptly, countless people’s hearts trembling, but soon, Ziana continued to play slowly.
The technique was difficult, revealing a sudden enlightenment towards the world; the melody was gentle but had indestructible power inside. A woman’s surging emotions quietly bred and then quietly disappeared.
The piano stopped, and the deep and calm saxophone gently touched everyone’s heart, with light sadness.
Ziana got up slowly at this moment, walked forward on the last bar of music, and gracefully took a bow.
The big screen behind Ziana lighted up..
“Song Title: Fragment”
[Ziana, I love you!]
[Fantastic! Even though the song, has no name, I can understand it! I can’t stop crying!]
[Woman is easy to fall in love, be trapped by love, and finally get deeper and deeper, but love is her soul…]
[What did Ziana go through to make such a song? I want to hug her!]
[Ziana played the piano so well, both technically and emotionally!)
[It’s the best performance in the show!]
[…]
Ziana and Aaron’s performance was so infectious that it was like everyone followed them through the whole process. of a woman’s first love, her heartbreak, and her rebirth.
When Lorraine announced the beginning of voting, many people voted while crying.
Five minutes later.
Ziana’s votes popped up on the screen.
6838271!
It turned out to be six times as many votes as the second place, Candy Yael!
Undoubtedly the first place!
So far, the show of Love 101 was over.
“Let us congratulate Ziana, Candy, Enya, Susan, Clara, and Nina for successfully becoming the guests of the Coupling Reality Show, which will start broadcasting in two weeks! I believe everyone must be curious about our male guests! Please look forward to it with Lorraine!”
As the program drew to a close, all contestants and instructors had to take a group photo on stage. It didn’t take long for the spacious stage to be crowded with people.
Boris only had Ziana in his eyes.
The woman’s hair, eyes, lips, and skin, everything looked so beautiful.
Watching Ziana smiling under the spotlight, Boris felt a kind of sourness.
Was the song just now expressing all her emotional changes in the past three years?
Did she really feel relieved now?
Had Boris really become a fragment of Ziana’s life?
Boris squeezed his fingers, half of his face was hidden in the shadow, and he looked gloomy and serious.
One minute later.
Boris took out his phone and sent a message.
Mr. Lift: [Today’s performance is great, is there any story behind that song?]